Here Lies The Wicked

Aah!

The man who was split up, the skinhead screamed so hard that he was still alive.

Can you still make sharp painful noises, like abdominal language, even though it was split in half from the head to the abdomen?

And split in half, half stunned, with a painful expression.

Seems to have not yet suddenly pulled the knife from the square and reacted.

The other half is anger, hatred.

Eyes as vicious as snakes, staring dead at Fang Zheng, cursed with resentment.

At this time, there was no flesh, bone supported two truncated human skin shells, like two truncated soft noodles fell on both sides, but even so, the human skinner was not dead.

The human skinner wanted to resist, but at this moment, the thick to yang to gang Jiuyang Qi, along the side was holding the hand of the human skinner, a brain leaked into the human skin, the whole human skin for a moment burning red.

Though it did not instantly ignite the human skin into a torch.

But enough to fade a layer of skin.

Even so, the human skinhead is not dead, but the body is constructed against the ordinary man. The area below the abdomen is spinning like a gyroscope, the wind whistles, whipping the legs like lightning strikes the square head, and the legs are stiff as steel.

Boom!

Hard collision sound of gold iron, huh.

A layer of light gold film on the square-surface skin rapidly ruptured, one layer, two layers… instantly broke the fourteen layers of gold clock cover.

But that's it.

At this moment, Fang has a clear understanding of the strength of human skinners, which is probably similar to that of paper-makers.

The paper-man can break through his 15-layer golden clock cover.

The skinhead in front of him can only break down to the 14th floor, his strength is even slightly weaker than that of the paper-maker, and the square mind immediately has the bottom.

“Stay here! ”

Fangzhengzheng revealed his ferocious intentions, did not save his hand, the wood-burning knife method!

One knife in a flash, a fierce split, the quicker it is, the seven! Fourteen knives! If the moon chops stars, the knife comes out faster and faster, the naked eye can't see the knife trick, only a blurry swirling sword shadow can be seen.

Air rubbing at high speeds, the knife turns red and hot, the burning air evaporates moisture in the dry air, and the skin of the human skinner begins to show a piece of china like a tortoise crack, like a dry land that has lost moisture. There is also part of the skin that rolls over, scorches black, and gives off a stinky nose.

However, he didn't even have a chance to escape. His upper body was split in half and he couldn't help himself, and his palms were caught dead.

Boom!

Finally, the human skinner was born with a fast knife and hanged into pieces.

Boom! Jiuyang Zhenqi infused the ghost knife, Fang was chopping out the flaming knife, all the debris human skin instant was lit, burned into flying ash, slowly dispersed, fell into the calm lake, shaking a slice of ripple.

Grey White +1.

From the beginning to the end, the ship was not boarded.

“Well, what is it? ”

Fang Zheng Hui, as the human skinhead was bombed into flying ash by him, what fell from the latter, attracted the attention of Fang Zheng.

A medallion?

Just two medallions. Doesn't that correspond to the two mysterious men in front?

Fang is picking up two medallions on the ground, and suddenly it feels more and more interesting. Killing people over goods?

No, it's not!

How could he be a murderous and overbearing advocate of the core values of socialism when he was righteous, rich and unproductive, poor and unyielding?

It's called ghost killing.

Demon extermination, Skywalking, with extra income from income-generating points...

However, Fang has not yet studied the purpose of this Yin De money, and why these two mysterious men carry Yin De money.

And why is this skinhead so greedy about Yin De money? Greed lost his life in the end.

Boom!

Boom!

Square two knives smashed the soul lights behind the ship and hurried away.

The noise here must have caught my attention, what's the problem when we get to a safe place.

When the party was leaving the lake in a hurry, the quiet was restored again at night.

All quiet.

Such as the silence and mysterious world under the fog, surrounded by darkness and darkness, the wind on the mysterious fog of the lake is calm and quiet as a dead lake.

Until a few minutes later, suddenly!

In the dark night, a sneaky figure turns three times, carefully approaching this side of the lake.

When he saw the small boat on the shore of the lake, which had not yet completely sunk, his movements were obvious.

“Which madman is riding this horse? Even the Painting Gao family dared to move. ”

“This is about stabbing a wasp out of its nest, killing a little wasp and bringing out a whole bunch of wasps. I have to get away from here before it burns. ”

The speaker was a man's voice, and the man quickly left the place.

As one of the city's major reservoirs, Longtou Lake occupies a very large area. It is surrounded by mountains, and the forest is stained with water. It's just that the night falls, and you can't see the day "will be the top of the rock, a glimpse of the blue sky”, only the shady ice.

If the tap lake had some flat oval shape, not long ago, the person who had gone away appeared on the shore of the other lake.

Not long ago, a boat, a boatman, a bow head lit with a green ghost fire, roaming out of the depths of Lake Dragon Head.

The sailor was also a middle-aged man dressed in a brown coat and wearing a bamboo top, but with a strong eyebrow face.

It's just a bloodless pale face, like a corpse lying in a coffin without seeing the sun for decades, and a thick layer of white fat powder applied to the face to cover the grey skin of the dead.

The boat docked slowly.

“Cross the vagina, rich ghosts push the grind.” The white face was strong and the skin was immobile, and the voice was sinister, he said.

“I have money, I have money.” The man on the shore of the lake hurried and couldn't wait to get on the boat.

Then, a boat, a green leather soul lamp, gently ripped the lake apart and slowly disappeared into the thick white mist deep in the lake.

When Fang was leaving Dragon Lake, he returned directly to Dragon Lake Village without delay on his way.

However, just as he returned to Lake Dragon Village, he sighed for a few seconds and then quietly lurked into the house where the prop artist lived.

This is a separate second floor small building, all rented, both as a prop master's residence and a warehouse for filmmaking props.

Fang was quietly lying nearby for an hour, two hours… watching the sky slowly appeared the first fish belly, the night passed calmly, he did not guard the two mysterious men back here.

After a few minutes of reflection, Fang quietly retreated. This time, he returned directly to the villagers he had rented. It was almost 5: 00 a.m.

However, it wasn't long before Fang came back, and suddenly, boom!

It was the mudslides of the peak landslide that burst and another peak collapsed.

About half an hour later, Boom Boom!

The second peak collapsed, and it was equally loud.

Fang Zhenghuang: “If both are landslides out of the crater, this is already the fifth crater appearing. ”

Just when Fang was beginning to think, suddenly, there was a noise of clutter and footsteps in the village, and the sound of panic and panic...

[2nd earlier today, no surprise, no surprise, poohaha QAQ.