From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 190 I would rather die!

Author: Nai He Heaven

Chapter 190 I would rather die!

"I run Nima!"

The cold air was still weak in the first second. At the moment of Yongjiro's head, the right hand suddenly stuck to pump on its side jaw,

Slap!

Blood flies,

The corner of the mouth of Yongjiro was instantly drawn a long blood outlet by the middle finger razor, and at the same time, he fled coldly and fled again.

But after hard, the body suddenly rose, and at the same time, the field of vision flipped, and then hit the ground fiercely.

It was Yongjiro. He grabbed the cold and empty tumping wrist, and slammed another fierce fall.

This time, the cold empty was really falling. The body was very heavy under the dual operation of the ghost state and the divine and magic, and now he has been severely damaged. He is really dark in front of him now.

"It seems that you can only conquer your body first, and then conquer your heart."

Yong Jiro touched the corner of his mouth until the blood mouth under the jaw, and his expression became more and more embarrassed. With this, his face was caught by the four blood mouths.

At the same time, he stepped on the cold empty arm, and then stuck his wrist violence.

Cord

Cold -empty right -hand joints are directly dislocated.

But this is not over yet, Yongjiro squatted down and rode on the cold empty abdomen again, his legs against his knees, his hands clasped the cold empty ankle to forcibly reflect,

Cord

The bone crisp sound sounded, and the front of the cold calf was pulled to 120 degrees.

"Now we can start business."

Later, Yongjiro turned his body cold, his toes picked the only pants of the cold empty, and began to solve his pants.

Nima, come true?

Or is it on the street?

The buttocks were cold, and I heard the sound of unnoned clothes sounded behind, and the cold eyes were instantly staring, and the blood leaked from the cracked orbit.

"Dead abnormal!"

"It's dead, I don't give you either!"

The cold -empty head is high, and the road in front of the eyes will be smashed.

Alas!

The ground burst, blood splashing,

Cord

The sound of the bone crack sounded, and the cold skull turned 90 degrees instantly. The back of the head was directly attached to the back, and the eyes of the eyes were white -eyed.

The ghost was lifted, blood stagnated, dark red and purple skin tone faded quickly, and then it became a miserable pale.

Consciousness enters the pure white world, and the cold -empty spirit is standing in the central open space, which is called a depression.

Only when I came to this world, I didn't figure it out at all, and I was strongly strong!

Is his pig's feet fake?

After knowing why I can't run away, I can only pretend to be dead, because there are no other tricks.

With God's mental power to stimulate the heart to beat the heart, naturally control the heart temporarily pause, the heart does not jump, and the blood will naturally stop flowing.

Coupled with the physical characteristics of Sakado Yangping: Super flexible joints!

Yongjiro had to break his hand, and deliberately made a crispy loud coordination cold air, and finally took the initiative to slap his head to the back.

Whether from the appearance or physiological, whoever looks at it will feel that he is really dead.

Now I just pray for cold empty, this dead pervert is not interested in the dead, otherwise

Hiss

Thinking of this, I dare not think about it.

But I didn't dare to go out at the same time, because he was afraid.

I am afraid that when I am conscious, I will experience the flowers through the big gun cave

At no matter, stay in pure white space for a few days. In case it is the worst result, it should be a bicycle without a car pad.

At least there is at least the shadow in my heart!

outside world,

"suicide?"

With half of the trousers, Yongjiro's pants were paired with the eyes of the cold empty shredded, and the whole person froze.

How can I die now?

What should he do?

"Or are you just pretending?"

Yujiro didn't even have time to lift his pants, he squatted down and turned Leng Kong over again.

Press your palms on your chest to make sure your heart is not beating anymore.

The fingertips were placed on the neck veins, and the blood vessels stopped flowing.

Look again, uh, it's turned to the back

Really dead?

But. How can I die now?

He has taken off his pants, that's it?

How could he die at this point?

"Ahh.!"

Confirming that there was really no trace of life in Leng Kong's body, Yujiro instantly went berserk, and his extremely depressed roar exploded in the middle of the night.

boom!

boom!

boom!

With nowhere to vent his suffocation, he madly trampled on the cars on the street and the surrounding buildings with explosive hammers.

He has never experienced this kind of feeling in his life when his pants are half taken off and the person dies.

It was really uncomfortable.

The frustration with nowhere to vent makes it want to destroy everything in sight.

But what's the use of going berserk?

You can't do it while it's hot.

He tasted the forbidden fruit in order to become stronger and better, and he had no interest in the dead.

After a lot of crazy smashing, the world's most powerful super male creature took advantage of the excitement and returned in despair.

Beep, beep, beep

After he left, the police car that was alerted by the fighting arrived belatedly.

Two days later,

Leng Kong, who voluntarily fell into a state of suspended animation, suddenly moved his eyes, and then the strong smell of medicine poured into his nose.

Boom boom!

Just when he wanted to get up, the handcuffs on his wrists were broken by instinct.

Hearing the noise, the guard who had been guarding the door came in instantly, took out his gun, pointed it at Leng Kong, and shouted: "Don't move, or we will really shoot!"

Leng Kong twisted his neck and ignored them. Instead, he immediately felt if there was anything strange in his body, especially in a certain key position.

"call"

"It's okay. It's okay."

He felt that his intestines had not been invaded, and he breathed a sigh of relief. The past two days in the pure white space had been like a year.

That's a very difficult situation. I'm afraid that the red-haired man will be hungry and will not be selective about food. He will force him to do it regardless of life or death.

Fortunately, the other person is not hungry to that point yet.

Chastity saved!

"Your two broken guns are of no use to this gentleman. Go out first and I'll have a chat with him."

While Leng Kong was checking his body, a middle-aged man wearing a suit with Chinese characters walked into the door.

"Hi!"

The guard put away his gun and continued to stand guard outside the door. The Chinese-character face dragged a chair to the door and sat down against the wall.

"how?"

"Am I scary sitting so far away?"

Seeing that Guozi was on his toes on the ground with his knees facing outward, as if he was going to run away from the door if something went wrong, Leng Kong was speechless.

Any gangster with a black stick in this world can resist his fist.

The perverted lunatic who appears suddenly can even beat himself up violently.

A strong person in an official organization like Guozi Lian should be stronger, so there should be no reason to be afraid of him, right?

"Of course it's scary!"

Unexpectedly, he nodded cautiously with a Chinese-character face,

"From the surveillance, you are a strong man who knocked out Hanayama Kaoru and caused damage to Yujiro!"

"And the traces of your battle are too exaggerated, just like two ancient beasts fighting each other!

"Furthermore, the accompanying doctors pronounced you dead on the spot, but after the cadaver groomer reset your cervical spine, he found that your heart was beating again."

"Tsk tsk."

"Sir's vitality is really as tenacious as a monster!"

Recalling the image of Leng Kong's body when he first saw it, Guozilian was still shocked.

His chest sank, 8 or 9 ribs were broken, the joints of his right hand were broken, his legs and knees were turned over, and the most terrifying thing was that the opponent's head was stuck to his back.

Just like that, after the cervical spine was restored, the patient came back to life.

What is this if not a monster?

"Are they two strong?"

Leng Kong looked at Guozi's face, trying to judge what stage of combat power he was in in this world.

(End of chapter)