Reborn Slayer

() When the four young men saw that Zhang Sheng was not chasing him, they were too lazy to run any more and found a roadside stall to sit down. The red-haired young man gasped and said angrily: "Damn, I almost lost my car today.

, I'll go back and find someone to kill them later. Those three girls are really good, especially that little girl. She's really beautiful. If only, this..." Before he could finish his words, the red-haired young man's tongue became knotted.

Already.

Zhang Sheng smiled and said: "There is no need to say the following words. I will leave it to the King of Hell. If you are lucky, you can tell God."

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, the energy ball in Zhang Sheng's body rotated rapidly, and the sound of fluctuations of cosmic energy was faintly heard in his hand.

When those young men saw Zhang Sheng staring at them with a smile on his face, they all thought to themselves: "If this kid really wants to take action, I will have to fight with him."

Zhang Sheng still smiled, walked around the four young men, reached out and gently touched each of their heads.

After touching it, under the doubtful and confused gazes of the four young men, Zhang Sheng walked away without looking back.

The four young men looked at the direction in which Zhang Sheng disappeared, and it took them a while to react. One of the fatter young men looked at the other three, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Haha, did that kid say harsh words just now? I also

I thought he was going to kill us, but he just left like this. Brother, do you think he has mental illness?"

Although the red-haired young man was puzzled, seeing that Zhang Sheng had left and he was not missing any arms or legs, he didn't think much about it at the moment and cursed: "Damn it, he knows what's going on, or I'll chop him to death, okay?"

Let’s not talk anymore. Let’s have a meal first.” After that, he shouted: “Boss, where are the people dead? If you don’t serve grandpa quickly, I’ll smash your stall.”

The boss knew that these young men were figures in the underworld in this area, and he was also afraid in his heart. When he heard the shouting, he quickly put down what he was doing and ran over bravely.

When the red-haired young man saw his boss running over, he was about to say some harsh words to scare the boss, but unexpectedly, he felt a sharp pain in his head.

The next scene nearly scared the boss to his knees. He heard four dull thuds and saw the heads of the four young men exploding like watermelons falling to the ground.

The boss wiped the brains and blood that splashed on his face, his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

When Zhang Sheng came back, the first thing he saw was Liu Xinmei holding the hands of Ruoxu and Gong Yanxi, chatting and laughing, and being extremely affectionate. Zhang Sheng could only sweat profusely when he saw this. Women are so fickle.

.

When Gong Yanxi saw Zhang Sheng coming back, she didn't ask what Zhang Sheng had done to the young men. She just smiled and said: "Zhang Sheng, Sister Liu has already told me that it was just a misunderstanding between you. It's okay now, everyone."

We are friends now."

Zhang Sheng laughed and said a little strangely: "Sister Liu? Misunderstanding? What did she tell you?"

Gong Yanxi walked up to Zhang Sheng, took Zhang Sheng's hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Liu is two months older than me, do you think I should call her sister? What you said is just a misunderstanding, no

Having said that, men are all like this, I understand."

Zhang Sheng smiled speechlessly and murmured: "You know, I don't understand, what does it mean for men to be like this? I really didn't mean to look at her." Although Zhang Sheng screamed that he was wronged in his heart, he was very angry in his mouth.

I chose silence wisely. Now there are three women in a drama. If I try to defend myself, it will definitely be in vain.

Seeing that Zhang Sheng had returned so quickly, Wei Hai couldn't help but feel disappointed. Just now, he had already drawn a blueprint for Zhang Sheng's triumphant return in his mind.

It was a picture that made Wei Hai excited. In the picture, Zhang Sheng lifted his upper body, revealing eight-pack abs and two ink marks on his chest. He was holding four heads in one hand and a hand full of stains in the other.

The bloody sword slowly walked towards him,

But now, Zhang Sheng doesn't even have a drop of blood on his body.

Wei Hai ran to Zhang Sheng angrily and said with an unhappy look on his face: "Did you go out for a walk? Where is the enemy's head?"

Zhang Sheng patted Wei Hai's shoulder and said with a smile: "The head? Why do you want the head? In fact, it's useless to come. Unless you carry the pot, you really can't get it."

Seeing Zhang Sheng joking again, Wei Hai couldn't help but straighten his face and said: "You are still joking when you are talking to the leader. If you don't follow the rules next time, be careful. I will destroy you. I think you are a deserter."

Zhang Sheng laughed and said nothing. He would never tell what he had just done. Seeing that Wei Hai was unwilling to let him know the result of his action, Zhang Sheng had no choice but to ignore Wei Hai and walked to Liu Xinmei.

Beside him, he said with a smile: "Classmate Liu, now we can have a meal at your place."

Liu Xinmei smiled slightly and said as if she was hinting: "Classmate Zhang, you hide it so well. If Teacher Ye knew about your strength, I'm afraid Teacher Ye would go crazy with joy."

Zhang Sheng laughed and said calmly: "Haha, Teacher Ye already knows that I am a warrior. Okay, classmate Liu, can you get some barbecue to eat? I'm really hungry now."

Liu Xinmei didn't ask any more questions, nodded, greeted Ruoxu and Gong Yanxi, and the three of them went to have a barbecue together.

Wei Hai was naturally unwilling to be left alone, and he shamelessly walked in between the three women, saying that he wanted to help. After Liu Xinmei's impression of Zhang Sheng changed, she also lost her ill will towards Wei Hai. When Wei Hai said that she wanted to help, she handed it to Wei Hai.

Hai picked up a few chicken wings and said with a smile: "I'll give you these few. They'll be gone if they're burnt. Just be careful."

Wei Hai can eat chicken wings, but not grilled chicken wings. However, Wei Hai is not here to grill chicken wings, he just likes to immerse himself in beautiful women.

Zhang Sheng sat on a chair and looked at the scene of talking and laughing in front of him, and his heart slowly calmed down. The fate of the four young people just now was already expected by Zhang Sheng, and Zhang Sheng didn't bother to think about it now.

The consequences of killing people on earth are that those who want to harm their relatives and friends must die. They must die.

Zhang Sheng's state of mind is undergoing subtle changes, perhaps even he himself doesn't know. What will happen from the beginning of rebirth to now and in the future? Who knows? Maybe in the future Zhang Sheng will ask himself: Am I still

Myself?

Who are you? Who knows, only you know.

The night sky in Song'an City is beautiful tonight, with the moonlight shining like water and stars dotting the sky.

In a ward of Song'an First People's Hospital, Li Zhenzheng looked at the night sky through the window, his face silent.

After Jia Yan saw her son gradually falling asleep on the hospital bed, she gently covered her son with a sheet. Then she walked to Li Zhen and whispered, "Is there any news from the Security Bureau?"

Li Zhen turned around, nodded, and said: "I found it. The boy's name is Zhang Sheng. He just passed the four-star martial arts assessment at the elite martial arts hall today. However, he is a free man and has not joined any martial arts hall or martial arts school.

There is no background in the organization. If the information is good, his father is a floor tile worker and his mother has no occupation."

The more Jia Yan listened, the deeper her frown deepened. Seeing her husband tell all about Zhang Sheng's background and strength, she said thoughtfully: "I think this kid is definitely pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger. His strength can even be defeated by Xiong Zhentian."

He is helpless, which shows that he is at least a martial artist."

When Li Zhen heard what his wife said, he couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in disbelief: "No, he looks about the same age as Li Feng. If he is a martial artist, let alone a martial arts school, the country will come."

He was robbed, so if we want to sue him, it’s basically impossible.”

Jia Yan snorted softly and said, "I don't care if he is a martial artist or not, he has to pay the price for what he did today."

Li Zhen was slightly startled, thought for a while, and said: "The only way to sue him is as soon as possible. His current status is only a four-star martial artist. Even if he is really a martial artist, there is no assessment now, and there is no legal basis for it.

It has an effect.”

Jia Yan nodded and said: "Go to Third Brother tonight and ask him to clear things up in the security bureau. Tomorrow we will arrest the boy for harming a warrior. It is best to send him to Douluo on the planet Dolem."

Go to the beast prison, so that you can really vent your anger on Li Feng."

When Li Zhen heard about the Beast Fighting Prison, he hurriedly said: "That's not possible. The prisoners there are all death row prisoners. I'm afraid that kid's crime won't reach that level? If we find someone, we may only be able to convict him of intentional injury.

crime."

Jia Yan glanced at Li Zhen with a half-smile, squeezed out an evil smile, and said: "It's a crime that was committed by others, so why bother?"

Seeing his wife's confident look, Li Zhen couldn't help but ask: "You mean, you have a solution?"

Jia Yan stretched out her hand and touched Li Zhen's forehead, and said with a chuckle: "If your wife can't even cure this kid, you don't know how many times you have died in Song'an City."

Li Zhen chuckled, put his arms around Jia Yan's waist, and said with a flattering look on his face: "My wife is still awesome. If I can send that kid to the Beast Fighting Prison, haha, that will really relieve my anger."

…

The summer night is slightly cool, and there is a story in every corner.

In the Fang family villa or in Fang Kun's study, there was silence at the moment, but under the surface of silence, there were still three fiery hearts hidden.

Fang Qianhui saw that his father was still pretending to practice calligraphy and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by an old man of about sixty years old beside him before he could say anything. Although he was very dismissive of the old man in his heart.

, but unfortunately I am not his opponent at the moment, so I have to swallow the words that just came to my mouth.

When Fang Kun finished writing his best word, he raised his head and said, "Qian Hui, Lao Tie, come over and see how your writing goes?"

Fang Qianhui walked over, glanced at it, and said hurriedly: "Good words."

The old man named Lao Tie walked over slowly, looked at it carefully for a while, and then said: "Sir, your handwriting is getting better and better. I'm afraid even Wang Xizhi will feel inferior to him."

Fang Qianhui has no intention of appreciating any calligraphy and painting now, not to mention that what his father wrote is not called calligraphy at all, it is almost called ghost painting. But this is your father, even if the flowers are painted into cow dung, you still have to say: the painting is good

Well, it’s so lifelike that even the dung beetles would wonder if it was cow dung.

Fang Kun looked at what he had written and wiped his hands, looking very satisfied.

Fang Qianhui couldn't wait any longer when he saw that his father hadn't mentioned anything serious yet, so he hurriedly said, "Dad, is that boy really more powerful than Xiong Zhentian?"

Fang Kun seemed very indifferent at this moment, smiled slightly, and said: "This matter cannot be judged based on one's own conjecture. Let's wait. If this kid's strength is really so terrifying, it won't take long before it will be revealed. come out."

Fang Qianhui listened to his father's words for a long time. It was as if he hadn't said anything, and he was even more depressed. If this kid is really so powerful, then why is he pretending to be a grandson in front of him today? Does he like to pretend to be a grandson?

The old man named Lao Tie saw Fang Qianhui frowning in deep thought and couldn't help but said: "Master, that kid is not weak. I followed the master today and saw clearly that he could throw Li Li Feng away with just a wave of his hand. Ten meters away, and able to escape at such an astonishing speed from Xiong Zhentian's grasp, if my guess is correct, he is at least a martial artist."

When Fang Kun heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but he was thinking in his heart that Zhang Sheng deliberately showed weakness in front of his son today. What was the purpose of this? Did he want to keep a low profile? Also, I heard that he just showed up today After passing the four-star warrior assessment, it is possible that his current strength has reached the level of a martial artist. Why is this? Why is this guy so strong? And why does he deliberately keep such a low profile?

"Ahem, what happened today is a bit weird, Lao Tie, when we don't know the whole story, we will ask our people not to mess with that Zhang Sheng in the future, do you understand?" Fang Kun looked at Lao Tie very seriously. Authentic, seeing Lao Tie nodding, Fang Kun continued: "Qian Hui, I don't have time to mention the wedding today. Let's find a time tomorrow and let's go to the villa in the southern suburbs."

Fang Qianhui nodded absently and agreed casually.

…

There are only two people in Shangguan Xiaoyun's study at Villa No. 99 in the southern suburbs villa area.

Shangguan Xiaoyun held Zhang Sheng's information in his hand, looked at Leng Aogu, and said: "This Sheng is also from your Congyang County. The warrior column in his information only has the title of four-star warrior today, but he The strength is far beyond that."

Leng Aogu guessed that his master probably knew Zhang Sheng's strength, so he stopped talking nonsense and asked directly: "Master, has Zhang Sheng's strength reached the level of a martial artist?"

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Xiaoyun looked at Leng Aogu with a rather interesting look, and then smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "Haha, martial arts master level? Wuzong level is quite similar."

Although Leng Aogu knew that Zhang Sheng was very powerful, no matter how powerful he was, Leng Aogu would not pin the title of Wuzong on Zhang Sheng. If he told this, it would not be that others would not believe him, but that others would definitely think that he was Got a neurosis.

Sixteen years old, Wuzong level. It seems that the sun will really rise from the west tomorrow.