The Inverted Dragon’s Scale

Boo!

The sound of a sharp blade cutting through the skin is crisp and delightful, like the sound of a breeze rolling over the leaves.

The crow is a killer and a master. So he never misses.

A fruit knife more than a foot into the meat and then pushes forward without any stopping until the handle position stops.

He stabbed Lee Shepherd in the palm of his hand!

“I fucking---" the crow scolded in his heart, "How could I pierce that black charcoal palm? ”

He wondered with frustration how difficult it was to accept such an outcome.

He's already hit the bastard's head with a fruit tray, and according to his estimation, the guy should be bleeding to the ground.

The target of his knife was also Choi's careful neck, as only she was worthy of the killer crow. The blood of ordinary men will only tarnish his palms and clothes.

He's a very picky killer!

But how did the fruit knife in his hand end up in the hands of the junkie? It's not the happiness he wants.

Where the flesh ruptured, blood seeped along the blade.

It wasn't until the bright red blood fell in front of him that Lee Shepherd could be sure he was blocking the knife.

He grinned and laughed and said with pride: "I'm blocking---”

He didn't even feel the pain, and the whole person was still indulging in the joy of saving Choi's life by carefully blocking a knife for Choi.

He doesn't know how he did it, like a crow doesn't know why he stabbed his knife in the palm of his hand.

He jumped up without hesitation, reaching for the dagger in the crow's hand and grabbing it.

Then the dagger was in his hand.

Oh, no, it's in my hand.

Shepherd Li doesn't understand the key issues, but the crows do.

As he had seen before, Lee Shepherd was just an ordinary teenager. It's a little emotional, a little gasping, sweaty scumbag.

But he's a crow, he's a bird king, he's the top 20 killer in the empire. According to his position on himself, at least he should move on to the top ten powerful figures.

His knife was‘ cherry blossom chopped ’, and a knife stabbed out, it would spin like a cherry blossom petal and carve a cherry blossom out on the target body.

At that time, because he was too fast, he was too agile, and he didn't even feel the pain on his body. The cherry blossom didn't really work until it was secreted from those wounds.

He has confidence in his cherry blossoms, and he has more confidence in the speed at which he strikes.

But why was a junior like that holding a knife in his hand?

“I stopped. ”

When it comes to Shepherd Lee, the crows think it's a provocation to themselves. This is the greatest disgrace of my own killer career.

“You can't stop it.” The crow sounded cold.

As he spoke, he had pulled the fruit knife out of Lee's shepherd's hand.

X------

The knife came out, and it also brought out a large strand of blood.

It was not until this time that the shepherd Li made a screaming noise of pain.

There was a hole in the palm of his hand that seemed to be releasing a painful black hole and devouring his entire body into an endless hell of suffering.

Because of the pain, Lee's shepherd's body was convulsed for a while.

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Once again, the crow stabbed Choi carefully in the neck, still using his favorite and most aesthetically pleasing 'cherry blossom chopped’.

X------

Li Shepherd's body slammed forward again, once again grabbing the dagger in the crow's hand.

“Chirp - - -”

The crow's heart pounded and his pupils swelled and his face stared at Lee Shepherd in horror.

If the first time was luck, it was by chance. But what happened the second time?

This time he deliberately accelerated his speed and was already heavily guarded against Lee Shepherd, he still cracked his cherry blossom and grabbed his dagger in the palm of his hand - although it was foolish to use his palm to intercept the dagger's sharp edge.

But that's enough to arouse the crow's suspicion that this kid is not an invisible man, is it? Or a disciple of the Hidden High?

I have long heard that the Empire's Jiangnan City has stood for millions of years without falling. It has maintained a lively and prosperous scene. Tibetan dragon lying tiger with a deep background. Did I accidentally run into one of these?

“Shepherd Li -----" Choi shouted carefully. I grabbed the cup in front and smashed it in the face of the crow.

As soon as the crow washed his sleeves, the splashy water stain turned into a hot gas and disappeared. The Bishui teacup was pumped back and smashed in the direction of Choi's careful body.

From the moment of the assassination to the present, this scene occurs between the photolithospheres. Quickly, the Guests next door don't even know what's going on.

Click ----

It wasn't until the teacup smashed on the wall that the guests shouted and tried to escape.

“Murdered, murdered----”

“Call the police, call the arrests, hurry-----”

“Don't kill me, I didn't see anything, I didn't even know you had a purple hemorrhoid---”

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“To die.” The crow was provoked by Choi's careful counterattack.

He was looked down on - well, I have to admit, Lee Shepherd was still bright black. Cutting off cherry blossoms twice in a row by such a scumbag has been insulting, and even his own sniper target has begun to make intense resistance. It's hard for him to accept.

He's a killer, he's an artist.

He likes his job, he wants to kill without any pain, he doesn't even know he was killed at the moment before he stopped breathing---He wants a smile on their faces. He is demanding of his professionalism, but today's unfavourable departure has completely undermined the aesthetics in his heart.

He regretted not taking a look at the Yellow Calendar when he went out to work today, otherwise he would certainly have chosen a better time. If he had a slight glance, the Yellow Calendar of the Empire would have said, "No killing today."

The crow whispered, and the beast pavilion waiter's uniform on him was windless, and the little dagger in his hand burst out more than a metre long white.

The dagger turned into a giant sword more than a metre long, and he cautiously chopped it up against Choi.

Slash the Mountain!

He's going to cut Choi in half.

If the junkie dares to reach out and intercept again, he's going to split the same thing in half.

This time, he began to look forward to Lee's shepherd's body coming out.

Slash two people with one knife, and think of it as a piece of change delivered at the same time by the young lady.

Otherwise, nobody would care about a guy like that.

He didn't deserve to die under his own knife.

“You can't kill her.” Shepherd Li howled.

His eyes were red and his pupils were wrapped in the red cloud again.

Once again, his perforated right-hand back creates a scaly object that is much clearer and thicker than it was at Sunset Lake. The sunset lake is still transparent, and if you don't look closely, you can't even spot it. But this time it was translucent, with gray pigments in it, tiny clouds and electric lines dancing on the scales.

Shepherd Li felt his heart was filled with violence, as if someone had stolen his most precious things.

He wants to vent, he wants to destroy.

To destroy this despicable little human being in front of us.

Li Shepherd punched out.

His fist burst towards that foot long white sword.

X-----

The white light flashes and the sword is full.

The entire beast pavilion was devastated by this fierce collision, with the Guest's teacup blown away and the table's legs all falling apart. Tea cups and porcelain on the bar stand fell to pieces on the floor, and a variety of fresh fruits in the basket were poured over the floor and rolled.

Bang -----

The crow's body was heavily smashed onto a thick oak cabinet at the bar, with a sweet throat and a burst of red blood spraying from the corner of his mouth.

“You fucking---" he shouted, pointing at the raging shepherd Li: “Are you set to take the blade 100% empty-handed? ”