Here Lies The Wicked

“You are the son of the burned witch! ”

“Nancy, the burnt witch in the mirror, and the blonde who just cooked meat in the kitchen, waiting for a family reunion, should be your mother, right? ”

“Your mother's death is supposed to inspire you to go on the path of the Black Witch, isn't it? ”

Right under the helmet, looking at the cloak man in front of you.

Under that slippery cloak is also a handsome blonde man's face, a blonde man's five-official silhouette that rarely resembles a blonde.

That's why Fang will judge that this young black witch, who looks like a young man in his twenties, should be the son of the witch Nancy.

As for why, half a century later, the other person still looks as young as a young man in his twenties? Western films or novels often show up, for example, that require the blood and soul of nine virgins to resurrect the queen of black witches.

Or a fresh virgin's blood every day to keep the witches young forever, right?

I think the women of the Middle Ages are about to roar.

Virgin blood if you can't move!! Did you mess with the virgin, or did the virgin eat your rice and step on your coriander? First came the virgin night power of the lord, and then the witch took it as a sacrifice.

“Did I cut your mother's body in half just now and make you avenge me for killing her?” With a long knife in his squared hand, he looked at the blonde man in front of him and approached each other step by step.

The foot stepped on a piece of glass slag and made a clicking, crisp noise.

The muscles on his arm were tight, like a leopard waiting to burst, ready to smash each other.

“That day... she was at home, like today, stewing a pot of meat at home until I got back from school. ”

The blonde opens his mouth, his voice is round, his voice is beautiful, just like his handsome appearance, and he's attractive to ordinary people.

His tone was so calm when he spoke.

No matter how painful the scar is, it will hurt for half a century, and it will end up numb, numb enough to learn to forget.

“Then, a group of people rushed into our house, kicked over dinner and took my mother...”

“So at this point, she always comes out of the mirror automatically, repeating that last dinner every day, waiting for me to come home from school...”

“Do you know how I escaped that day? I was less than 10 years old that year. I jumped into the shit tank in town. To survive, I hid in the shit tank for five days and didn't dare go out! ”

“So I swear! To be strong, I have to do whatever it takes! I won't be as cowardly and kind as my mother, until the townspeople burn me to death on a fire rack to learn to kill for the first time! ”

The blonde with the cloak slipping down his head was always calm on his face, like telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

As he said, he had an extra glass chopper in his hand.

“A pathetic and tragic story!” Fang is looking at the blonde in front of him.

“But intruders! Must die!”

Fang did not hesitate, no sympathy, and made a direct and decisive decision.

Boom!

The ground crumbled beneath his feet, pushed by huge force, his body flashed, already like a speedy steel bullet, heavily hit the blonde man across the street.

The long knife in the hand was cut out from the top to the bottom.

Boom!!

The deafening impact body, the clear chopper in the hand of the blonde, a moment of contact exploded into countless pieces and exploded, his figure was severely smashed out by the hegemonic force on the square knife.

“Without the mirror! ”

“You dare not curse me! ”

“Your ability as a black witch is halved in front of me, not even at the peak. What do you use to resist me? ”

“With love?! ”

Fang Zheng did not wait for the blonde man to fall to the ground, step at the foot, people such as off-string cold electricity, quickly and shadowlessly rush out, directly carry the knife again to severely chop the blonde man.

“Even the knife, I am the ancestor of your Westerners!!” Fang Zheng spoke indifferently.

Boom!

The blonde man in the middle of the sky, under the threat of danger, exploded potential, man in the middle of the sky skilfully moved, dangerous hastily avoided the side of the knife.

The knife fell apart, directly smashing the tile floor, and the cement floor beneath the tile reengineered a deep pit.

“A worthless struggle! ”

One breath in the square!

Dragon Tiger Double Gold Bell Cover! Hardening!

Boom! Boom!

Countless sharp glass shards, under the control of the blonde, set off a violent tornado, exploding with the ancient clock outside the square, trying to strangle the square.

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and countless pieces of glass burst into powder every second of every minute under extreme impact.

Heh, heh! Whoa, whoa!

The ancient clock is cut every second of every minute, emitting lots of sparks and making sharp friction sounds like gold and iron cutting.

The entire shape of the square is covered by glass debris.

One second,

Two seconds.

Suddenly!

A golden figure, torn glass fragment storm, came out of the tornado like a human dragon and smashed a knife into a blonde man, the latter one step backwards, breath illusion!

Fang Zheng changed the knife, poof!

The blonde had a fine string of blood beads flying around his neck, and almost had his head cut off by a ghost knife.

The blonde had a cold sweat on his back.

His speed, for example, is on the line, which is not an ordinary awakener, but reaches the level of night travel.

Right under the helmet, indifferent face.

A real whirlpool!

The next second, the blonde was scared to find himself flying automatically to the enemy, and he just wanted to resist this pulling force...

“Die! ”

Fang Zheng drank, a close proximity bump, he was like a row of over a hundred tons of train heads, knock, knock, knock, knock, foot shaking mountain, cement floor one foot deep footprint, he hit the blonde's chest heavy, knock!

Bone fracture.

Blood clots in the mouth.

People fly like off-line kites.

But Fang Zheng won't let go of the chance to win the chase, raise his hand and grab the blonde's leg, bang!

Beat him to the ground and smashed a large pit directly on the ground with the physical qualities of the night trip.

In the meantime, you're a real enemy!

It's not that easy to resist!

Just in the pit of the blonde body, ignoring the bone joint construction of the human body, twisting 90 degrees like a viper, trying to sneak up on the nearest right hand, Pfft!

The ghost knife was precise, pierced his chest and crushed the blonde's body to the ground.

The blonde struggled, growled in pain, tried to pull out the knife, but the knife had a burning innate temper, burning his body, he could not struggle anything.

“Who the hell are you! ”

“You are so strong, you cannot remain silent. Why is it that you are not in the intelligence I collect?! ”

He grabbed the knife handle and looked at the blonde who was dying to resist.

“Kill your men! ”

“Night traveler, number one! ”