It's a bit of a loss to be a hero with this template

Chapter 68 You’ve finished pretending, so what should I pretend to do? (Please~~~ follow up)

“Boom————————!!!”

In the silent rainy night, a loud noise suddenly erupted, and a figure whose proportions were far larger than that of an ordinary person flew out upside down, smashing the station frame of the subway station and smashing the display screen on the platform. It flew out and flew out.

In the dense drizzle, the sonic boom rings splashed out in the form of rainwater, which was particularly obvious.

Bachi stumbled on the deserted road and rolled for several weeks, like a tennis ball that was hit hard by a racket, making several gouges on the solid ground. There was a "clang" and a wide

His body hit a van so hard that the glass shattered and the body of the van was dented. It was not light.

Just now in the corridor, everything happened very quickly: perhaps deliberately using his frightened face, he took advantage of the moment when Yin Chengyi's attention was distracted, and the eight feet were occupied from top to bottom like a fierce cat.

Due to the favorable location, he launched the first wave of raids, but he obviously underestimated Yin Chengyi's explosive power.

Even if it comes later, it still comes first.

With a gentle tap of his feet, the recoil shattered the stone steps under his feet. Yin Chengyi was like a cannonball being discharged, colliding hard with him, hugging him, and flew directly out of the entrance of the corridor.

As they struggled together, the sharp black claws kept scratching Yin Chengyi's back, and the sound of sizzling metal friction echoed through the corridor, causing sparks to fly everywhere.

Yin Chengyi was so infuriated by him that he grabbed Bachi's neck. His five fingers seemed to have taken root. No matter how much he yelled or scratched, he had no intention of letting go. After a quick look, he looked like a discus thrower.

, drag this huge body with the force of your fingers, aim it upward, and throw it out hard!

The result... is what it is now.

Bachi was a little stunned by the throw. It seemed that the force of the throw was too strong. His deformed hands and feet twisted in opposite directions, like a broken puppet.

Stepping out of the scalding steam, Yin Chengyi glanced at him with his dark gold eyes, his fists clenched, and his eyes were slightly confused.

It's not because the opponent is too strong, on the contrary, it's because the opponent is too weak, so weak that it doesn't feel real.

"This guy is much lighter than I thought. Except for the moment when he pinched his neck, and the collision with his body, it seemed like..."

"Punch a piece of paper?" Da Chong's tone suddenly became serious, which was obviously different from usual. Yin Chengyi's heart sank, "Boy, don't blame me for not warning you. If you want to fight this thing, it's best to

Keep an eye out."

"Why?"

"...I can't tell, mainly...I haven't seen it before." Da Chong uncharacteristically opened his dark golden eyes wide, as if two brilliant suns were rising in Yin Chengyi's field of vision. He wanted to try his best to

Looking up and down on the opposite side carefully, "At least, there was no such thing when I was active. I can basically remember the smell of all living things in the world, except him... The smell on him is very strange, as if

…not from this soil.”

"What do you mean?" Yin Cheng couldn't help frowning when he thought of Xu Shaoyang's theory of good gods and evil gods, because Da Chong's argument was more like a thoroughly modern person, "You mean, he is an alien

?And then you dressed up like this on purpose?"

The big insect did not answer this question, just staring at Bachi not far away. Similarly, the monster made of red wool seemed to be aware of the sight hidden behind its pupils, lowered its throat, and let out a low roar.

, very much like a large carnivore whose territory has been invaded.

"Hiss..."

No wind.

The red silk thread under the veil squirmed, making a sound somewhat similar to that of a rattlesnake, which seemed to deliberately emphasize its threatening nature. Lying on all fours, the whole body seemed very stiff under the rain, and the broken oil paper umbrella was

Biting it in his mouth, he jumped up high with a bang, and a swift shadow passed through the dense rain curtain, heading straight for Yin Chengyi.

"Forget it, don't worry about these for now..."

"Wait until I beat him to the ground and you can study it slowly!"

As soon as Yin Cheng stood firm, he turned slightly to the side, exhaled, and began to imitate the kung fu star in his memory, and he also jumped up. Looking at his landing point, his right foot was slightly raised, ready to come to this guy.

A head-on kick to the leg!

but……

Just when he was about to exert his strength and before he could raise his waist, from the corner of his eye, he saw a swift shadow coming from the side, breaking through the rain curtain, and blocking Yin Chengyi in an instant.

"laugh--!!"

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There was a muffled sound.

In Yin Chengyi's pupils, which were slightly dilated due to shock, this scene was reflected: Xu Shaoyang's boy used a trick to fly down from nowhere, and landed lightly on the ground, tapping his toes, spinning around to release his strength, as if

No weight in general.

Yin Chengyi was used to the grand landing of superheroes, the kind of "bang" that hit the ground, making two small craters in the ground and seriously injuring his knees. He liked this feeling of a god descending to earth very much.

, there is a Spartan feeling of going straight in, rushing to beat the enemy to death.

It was the first time for him to see Xu Shaoyang's appearance in such a light and fast way, and it was quite novel.

Looking again, despite being drenched in the rain, the senior still maintained an elegant posture, as if this manner had melted into his blood and became part of his instinctive reaction.

The body is half-crouched, the center of gravity is low, and he is holding a long knife in his right hand. The blade is long and narrow, and the arc is impeccably beautiful, like a crescent moon in the air. This is obviously not made of ordinary iron. Even if the surroundings are dark and unclear, this knife with a foot

There is a tall long knife, and the blade is still shining with a bright purple color. It is as if pig iron is thrown into the sunset on the horizon and smelted out, becoming one piece.

The weight that an ordinary person would need both hands to hold, in his hands, is like a derivative of the limbs. He stabs out with a simple sliding step. The blade is like a snake, swimming in an arc in the air and piercing it.

The back of the eight-foot hand.

There is no blood.

Bachi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't seem to show any pain. The red lines under the gauze opened together to form a disgusting "mouth". Or, from Yin Chengyi's perspective... this is no longer suitable for use.

The word mouth has changed. It should be the strange-shaped mouthparts of some kind of deep-sea creature. When he opened it, countless tiny red threads slowly spit out, almost making him vomit out his dinner.

It can be seen that in terms of psychological quality, Xu Shaoyang, a super police reserve with a professional background, is much better than Yin Chengyi, a wild vigilante. He is still facing Bachi with a straight face, and there is no place to hide.

Be careful.

Even so, he just frowned slightly, showing an expression of disgust that could make thousands of girls' hearts flutter. He also looked like an experienced executioner who had performed countless rituals. He swung his steps and used the power of rotation to easily pull out the long knife.

Taking advantage of the height difference between the two parties, the cold light was like a thread traveling in the air, grazing straight against the eight-foot-long anti-human legs.

"boom----!!"

The moment the blade came into contact with the cloth robe, a flash of indigo flame ignited on the blade. Yin Chengyi dared to swear that he had never seen such a pure color - no matter how skilled the painter was, he could not get it from the palette.

This color. This knife is indeed not made of ordinary iron. It carries blazing blue flames, but the outer metal is just a little shiny and has not melted or broken.

"thump!"

The flames flashed, and Xu Shaoyang removed the two legs of this big guy without moving a word. The movements were as familiar as a butcher undressing a cow. He had repeated it hundreds or thousands of times, and he could do it with his eyes closed.

Ba Chi seemed stunned for a moment. After his legs were cut off, his height instantly dropped by more than half. He bent his knees and knelt on the ground, with his head just reaching Xu Shaoyang's chest.

It is a very suitable height for beheading.

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"drink!"

With a slight scolding, he waved his long knife.

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…

"Boom!"

Ba Chi's head broke off at the sound, flew far away, and hit a puddle, causing a little splash of water.

(End of chapter)