"Well……"

In the treacherous atmosphere, the faces of several gangsters changed drastically, and their eyes were filled with terror, as if they had witnessed Sadako Miyako appearing.

The appearance of the mysterious man made the gangsters stunned.

The four of them had an incredible expression. Is this a human or a ghost? Everyone was cold all over, and the same thoughts came out at the same time.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

The footsteps were still as light as feathers falling to the ground, but the figure of the mysterious man was gradually becoming clear. His sharp and crisp short hair only covered half of his face with golden beast mask. A pair of cold eyes stared at the few people, as if two lightnings were scattered.

The masked man held a long sword in his right hand. The blade was slender, with a total length of five feet, a hilt of one foot and two inches, and a 3 foot and eight inches long. The blade face was only two fingers wide, and its slenderness was the legendary Miao Dao.

The Miao knife is not the name, and it is extended to the meaning of the Dharma: the sword used by the Miao people. The Miao knife is actually an imperial guard. This weapon combines the characteristics of swords and guns. It can be used as a gun or as a knife, and it is powerful.

The slender Miaodao exudes a cold edge under the cold moonlight, and the cold light flashes by wisp is like the gaze of the god of death.

After seeing the mysterious man clearly, the gangsters became more and more timid.

They also understood what was the powerful aura that made their scalp numb just now? It was a murderous aura like hell!

What surprised them even more was that the mysterious man in the mask was trimming the nails on his left hand with an extremely slender knife, with a solemn expression and serious manners, as if he was making a carving.

And he walked lightly and slowly, and the rhythm of each step was exactly like a ruler, not bad at all. The key is that the mysterious man in masks has always been addicted to the art of nail trimming and did not even look up.

The strange atmosphere made them even more nervous.

"Who are you?"

Some people couldn't bear this pressure and couldn't help asking.

There was no answer, only the sound of light footsteps, and the mysterious sound was getting closer and closer to them, which meant death was getting closer to them.

"Dare you ask which road you are from? I'm accused with Master Luo Dapaopao. I don't know where I offended my brother, please make it clear?" They knew they were far from being a match for this mysterious man, so they asked directly.

"You should all die if you offend someone you shouldn't offend!"

Surprisingly, the mysterious masked man spoke, but the voice was extremely hoarse, as if it was a sound from the mouth of a dead corpse. It made people feel creepy, their scalp numb, and their hair stood up.

"escape!"

I don’t know who shouted, and in an instant, seven or eight gangsters fled back desperately.

"brush!"

At this time, the mysterious man in the mask slowly raised his head and two lightnings came out of his eyes.

"kill!"

As soon as the words fell, the man's figure disappeared.

When we were goodbye, the figure of the mysterious man in the mask was already dozens of meters away, as if it was teleporting and flashing, revealing strangeness.

And he was already among the gangsters. At the same time, a cold light appeared instantly like a bolt from the blue, and the Miao knife in the mysterious man in the mask gently flirted back.

"laugh!"

A blood thread was pulled out in the air, and the gangster behind the mysterious man with a bulge in his eyes and fell down unwillingly. His way of death was extremely tragic. A bloody mouth was pulled open from his chin to his forehead, his mouth and nose were cut from the middle, and the warm blood thorns kept thrusting!

"Cut, pick, cut, push, thorn, point, hang!"

The mysterious man in the mask was so fast that his eyes could not catch it. In the blink of an eye, the Miao sword in his hand swung seven consecutively like magic, plus the previous one was eight! He used half of the basic sword technique of Miao sword. As fast as lightning and as fast as thunder, the two words "Speed" might be described as "thunder".

If you observe with your R-eye, the mysterious man in the mask only made one blow, but in fact, he made eight blows in the blink of an eye!

It's a bit outrageous!

The mysterious man in the mask stopped moving, and his body was bowed in front of him and the Miao sword was behind him. His handsome and cold movements seemed to be frozen at this moment.

"Puff, bang..."

The next moment, all kinds of strange and disgusting sounds were made, and seven standing gangsters suddenly fell to the ground one by one, and some even flew out their heads, arms and legs, as if they had encountered a bomb.

The way the several gangsters who fell to the ground died was shocking. Ordinary people probably couldn't eat for a month when they saw this scene.

One of the heads was cut off directly, and there was a scar that was as big as a bowl on the mouth of the neck. A two-meter-high blood arrow appeared with a sniffle, just like a fountain. Another limbs were separated, and his body was completely ravaged by knife force, and his whole body turned into mud, just like a r mud hanging on the skeleton. It seemed that with a light push, the r mud would completely fall off, completely falling off a perfect human skeleton specimen.

In an instant, this street became an existence like a Shura hell land!

The mysterious man in the mask raised the Miao Dao and licked the fresh blood on it with his tongue. While showing his expression, he murmured to himself: "Human blood is the best drink in the world!"

The hot night in early autumn is annoying, and Chen Xijun frowned. The more irritable the heart is, the more irritable it is.

Sure enough, I immediately received a call and a tragedy occurred in Wanmin Lane. A case that was even more tragic than Tianhua Villa.

Even when Chen Xijun, who had a strong mental quality, arrived at the scene, she couldn't help but feel like vomiting.

"Captain Chen is so scary. Is this still a human?" the police said with lingering fear.

This is the first time I have seen such a killing method. The police arrested people, but it was useless to meet such a cruel person.

Such a tragedy happened just one day later, and even Chen Xijun couldn't help but change his color.

"Captain Chen, do you think that this time is the same person last time?" someone asked.

Chen Xijun carefully inspected the scene, frowned, as if thinking about something.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a roar exploded and a domineering Hummer stopped at the scene.

The police were about to stop them, but when they saw the person getting out of the car, they stopped because these people were not others, Fu Shiyin and others from Liushangmen.

After seeing the scene, the few people's faces changed drastically. The scene in front of them was even more shocking than those from Tianhua Villa.

"Captain Chen doesn't know how you, Captain Chen, are you? This kind of tragedy happened for two consecutive days. I think the black hat on your head is still taken off?" Fu Shiyin started to sarcastically, with her arms wrapped around her chest, and her arrogant expression seemed to be as if she didn't take anyone seriously.

Chen Xijun, who was inspecting the scene, slowly raised her head, glanced at Fu Shiyin and others, and said slowly: "In the past, the public security in Jiangnan was one of the top ten model cities in the country, but it seems that some people had tragedies one after another after they arrived. If Miss Fu was right last night, you should have come to Jiangnan early, right?"
Chapter completed!