Chapter 254 (2/2)

This is an Xiucai. He is a scholar. How can he

in the next second, all the people will disperse in a crowd

the monk also frowned at Anyang and asked seriously, ”who is the donor? Why did he suddenly kill the official? Is it to protect the monster?”

Anyang didn't have time to pay attention to him. He cast off the bloodstain on the long gun with a gloomy face and pressed the switch to shrink it, The next second is gone.

His eyes swept over several officers like hawks and falcons, and then he stopped his eyes on the sinister monk for a short time. Then he turned around and walked to the old man, touched his pulse, and quickly turned over the God carefully. He saw that his face was bloodless and his lips were black and blue, which was a sign of dying, but his lips were shaking to say something.

Anyang immediately joined in.

”This girl is not bad. She is very poor. Take good care of her.”

Anyang stood up straight and sipped his mouth. He didn't speak. At that moment, he seemed to see more in the eyes of the old man, but his heart stopped the next second.

”Hiss”

Anyang took a deep breath, lowered her head, just opposite a pair of eyes with dim tears, the fluffy ears, the soft and panic look, which was particularly pitiful, but also indicated that she was not human.

The rest of the officers and men began to retreat. The ability of the weapon suddenly disappearing in their hands was too terrible. Then they thought that the long gun, like a magic soldier, not only cut the iron like mud, but also pierced a soldier's chest and nailed it to the ground when a gun came. The material was silvery and bright, without blood, and could grow and shorten, which was also possessed by the most extraordinary people.

How could such a person be their enemy until Anyang turned around, spread out his hands and grasped them again, and a Tang Dao appeared out of the air, with a terrible calm face.

Finally, his body moved and rushed like thunder and lightning. Several officers saw only a blue figure passing by himself. The silver light flashed in front of them. Then there was a chill in his throat and only a twitch of his windpipe.

Even if the blade is raised, it is cut neatly.

When he stopped, the bottom of the scholar's robe had been dyed red with blood, and all the officers on the scene had fallen to the ground. The blood had completely dyed the ground, and only he and a frightened monk could stand.

So he turned the blade and rushed to the monk without saying a word.

The monk was scared to take a few steps back, but shouted loudly. At the same time, with a wave of sleeve, there was a flash of gold in front of him.

Anyang felt as if he had run into a wall, but the wall was relatively soft, which seemed to bind him. As soon as he bit his teeth, his whole body strength broke out unstoppable. He broke through the shackles and continued to rush to the monk. The long knife cut off his hand that was still stammering. The blood surged wildly, and the monk's face suddenly turned red, and a bright blade had been put on It's his neck.

”You're a maniac. I'll let you go, or I'll send you to the hell of the 18th floor.”

Anyang's eyes are cold, his hands are blue, and his neck is cut off by the explosive force for a short time. His blood is like a spring for a while.

”When you die, you dare to speak hard, and you are worthy of cultivating Buddha.”

however, as soon as the voice falls, the body under you shrinks sharply, and turns into a scarecrow wrapped in his clothes. The wooden bowl rolls twice on the ground and stops at his feet. At the same time, there is a sinister sound in the distance.

”It's not certain who will die. Even if you escape to the ends of the world, I will find you.”

”demon monk”

Anyang says he despises it. The people who practice Taoism in this world are not the ones who can move mountains and fall into the sea, nor the ones who can fight against the darkness of the world. They are just weird. They can do things to ordinary people. They usually point to magic to do evil things Monk, don't say he won't be afraid, but no one who can practice martial arts or general of the court will be afraid.

If the demon monk comes to the door again, it's about one bullet. If one doesn't work, two.

Turning around, Xiao Chan is kneeling on the ground silently holding the old man's body. A flaming red tail is drooping on the ground. It has been stained with blood and her hair is all in a ball.

The good neighbor who came here was stunned.

Anyang was silent, walked over the little girl, picked up the old man's body and walked out of the city step by step. Only when passing by the neighbor, she said thank you to her, but scared her.He came to the world only a few days ago. He should have no feelings for the old man, but the system implanted a lot of information about his life experience. The old man is also good for him. He would be a little sad if he died on the street. What's funny is that he still thought about how the old man would be if he left a year later. I didn't expect that there would be no such problem today.

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