Chapter 11 Since ancient times, he has been forced to rebel

A young man with a height of one or eight meters and solid muscles carried a long black knife. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Step by step, head up the stairs.

On the other hand, there are the panicked thugs who keep running up the floor.

Advance and retreat!

Finally, the fifth floor was reached.

This building is a total of five floors.

So, there is no escape for these people.

Among these gangsters, there are two doctors dressed in white coats, who are extraordinarily conspicuous.

Shen Ye had already raised his eyes of justice and looked at the past.

"Gao Yousheng, a doctor, is good at internal medicine surgery, because his daughter is seriously ill and urgently needs money, under the kidney cutting group, he cuts his kidney and does kidney transplant surgery. Sins: Twenty-eight. ”

"Maba, an anesthesiologist, is good at anesthesia, loves money very much, and under the kidney cutting group, he anesthetizes people and does kidney transplant surgery. Sins, xxv. ”

These two doctors, for the sake of money, operated on the kidney cutting group, and harmed an unknown number of people, of course, they should die.

Shoot others with the Eye of Justice.

"Fang Qi, the backbone of the Kidney Cutting Group, participated in the process of using fragmented wine to stun people, pair people, and then kidnap people. Sins, xxvi. ”

"Niu Ben, the kidney-cutting gangsters, the sin value, three. ”

"Zhang Ling, the gangster of the kidney-cutting group, the crime value, three points one. ”

Shen Ye looked at them one by one, and then wrote them down one by one. If the sin value exceeds five, they all plan to kill it.

If they are not more than five, they should also be severely injured with the back of a knife, and let them lie on the bed to reflect on themselves.

At this time, Shen Ye's eyes were like eagles, holding the Tiger Zen knife in his right hand, and his body was like a tiger, wanting to choose someone to devour.

And those gangsters have been terrified.

At this time, Shen Ye moved.

The knife in his hand slashed suddenly.

The jet-black sword light rushed towards the backbone named Fang Qi.

Fang Qi was trying to escape, but he was just an ordinary person, where could he avoid Shen Ye's lore knife.

Brush!

The head falls to the ground.

Blood gushes like a fountain!

Then, he cut off a few more backbones of the kidney-cutting group, and the next one was about to target the two doctors.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped moving.

Under the traction of the air engine, it is obvious that there is a master coming.

If someone sneaks up on you from behind, it's not beautiful.

Shen Ye couldn't help but raise his head and look at his opponent.

This, it is a **** wearing an upper body, wearing a pair of sweatpants underneath, the left hand is obviously half a circle larger than the right hand, extremely strong, and looks like a middle-aged man about forty years old.

On his right side, there is a sheathed knife.

The scabbard is not too big, so it can be seen that the knife inside is not too big.

In fact, the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng is himself a martial artist who prefers speed flow and flexible flow.

Ordinary people use the knife technique of the right hand.

And he uses his left hand, and his knife technique is strange.

Most people have little experience in fighting with left-handed knives, and his strange knife skills make many people suffer losses in the first fight with him, and finally die under his knife.

Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman, walked down the stairs from the fifth floor of the rooftop to the fifth floor step by step, and walked to the flat ground on the fifth floor.

Normal people's walks are very ordinary.

And the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng's walking, but there seems to be a special rhythm, he is out of the left foot first, and then out of the right foot, which is strange and strange, so that the attention of everyone in the field is involuntarily attracted by Zuo Leng.

......

The large group of gangsters under the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng, as well as Gao Yousheng Doctor Gao, Maba anesthesiologist. Originally, I was taken away by Shen Ye's momentum just now, scared, panicked, panicked, and timid.

However, the moment they saw Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman, all their fearful emotions disappeared.

They seem to have seen the brilliance of the gods as believers.

They believe almost instinctively.

Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman, wants to make a move, and this young man with a black knife will definitely die!

Because, in a bygone era.

Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman, defeated one strong enemy after another, and never lost.

Lu Yi, who followed Shen Ye all the way, only felt that his throat was bitter.

This is Zuo Leng, who has been in the Liangguang rivers and lakes for decades and is famous for his left-handed knife.

I heard that his sword skills are unpredictable, and even people of the same strength are often defeated by his sword.

Shen Ye, a newcomer who has just debuted, how can he defeat Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman.

......

In the field, the noise and shouting just now were completely gone.

It was so quiet, only the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng, the footsteps of a person.

"Pop!

Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman, looked coldly at his subordinates with broken hands and feet, or dead, and finally raised his eyes and looked at Shen Ye carefully. He frowned with some doubts: "Young man, cling to a black knife." Who are you? I don't think you're a person. ”

Shen Ye smiled faintly: "Newcomers in the rivers and lakes naturally don't have much reputation. ”

Lu Yi wanted to jump out at this time and say that Shen Ye was the second squadron of Group C of the Special Operations Group, and the grandson of Captain Shen. Tell the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng not to kill Shen Ye. He didn't have any confidence in Shen Ye at all. But at this time, Shen Ye had already known that Lu Yi was going to talk nonsense, so he directly threw a ball of rags into his mouth, so that he couldn't speak, and could only whine.

The left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng laughed for a long time: "The newcomers in the rivers and lakes dare to kill my lair." It's really guts, guts, guts. ”

"Not long ago, there was a young man with thick eyebrows who had just debuted, who seemed to be one of the top ten factions, a lay disciple of the Shaolin faction, quite talented, and originally had an excellent future. I heard that I have a kidney-cutting group here, so I came with the courage of blood and energy. Alas, he died. I used a knife to cut off his hands, both feet and feet. He was cut alive into a human stick and kept in a jar for two days. ”

"I still remember the terrible scream he made before he died. ”

"Really...... It's painful!"

"I also taught you that my knife technique is called the left-handed ghost knife. A total of one hundred and forty-nine moves, the knife is strange and unpredictable. ”

"If you can walk ten swords under my hands without dying, I will spare your life. ”

"It's a pity that the chance that you can catch ten knives is equal to zero. ”

His two sentences are taken for granted, and he is often domineering.

A powerful momentum was instantly emanated.

The left-handed swordsman is Zuo Leng, his hand is on the hilt.

Little by little, he drew his knife.

His knife is quite unique.

When the knife came out of its sheath, it made a squeaky sound.

It's harsh and ugly, but it has a powerful killing power.

At this time, the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng's left hand, which was already much stronger than his right hand, was strangely bulging.

This is a precursor to an imminent outbreak.

At this moment, it's terrible!

Everyone present, all felt.

If he stood in Shen Ye's position, he would be killed by Zuo Leng, the left-handed swordsman.

The clouds are thick!

At this time, facing Shen Ye, who was facing the left-handed swordsman Zuo Leng's momentum, he smiled brightly: "You say, the chance that I can catch your ten knives is equal to zero." ”

"Then have you heard of a sentence that has been forced to be retorted since ancient times. ”

(Also, around twelve o'clock in the evening, there is a third watch.) )