The spiritual energy is revived, and the Eight Gate Dunjia starts immediately.

He was about to make his move through the crowd when he suddenly felt like he was being pulled.

It turned out that an old man saw his movements, and hurriedly grabbed him and persuaded him: "Young man, don't be rash and think about what kind of hero saves the beauty!

Song Heng patted his hand, "Don't worry, uncle, I'm a martial artist, it's okay." When

the old man heard this, he couldn't persuade him again, but he let go of his hand and sighed silently.

"If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you!" Huang

Mao's face changed when he saw a slender man on the road blocking his way.

"Damn, the stinky boy dares to get in my way, get out of the way, or I'll stab you to death.

Song Heng pursed his lips indifferently: "It's okay, even if you yell at me, anyway, I've been vaccinated against rabies, so do you think I'll be afraid of you?"

The yellow-haired young man was furious, and with some trembling hands, he pointed at him with a small short knife in his hand and roared: "What the are you talking about? Lao Tzu's knife is quenched with poison, don't think I really dare to kill you." When

the crowd heard him say this, they stepped back some distance again.

"May I ask if you are using the 2G network to receive the signal? Didn't you hear what I said just now, do you need to say it again?"

Song Heng scared him into a rage with two words.

The people around couldn't help but give Song Heng a thumbs up, this buddy's mouth was like a poisonous tongue, and two sentences broke the defense for others.

"It's like a heifer riding a motorcycle, bullish and coaxing

!" "Yo, buddy, you're learning good language after the break!" Huang

Mao listened to the ridicule around him, his teeth clenched under the mask, and he looked angry.

"Damn, do you really think Lao Tzu won't dare to kill you?"

he quickly stabbed at Song Heng with a dagger, obviously the anger in his mind had made him lose his mind.

"It's over, this little handsome guy has completely angered people.

A short-haired girl covered her eyes and said in horror.

"Little brother, run, he's got a knife in his hand!" They

looked at Song Heng standing indifferent, thinking that they were scared stupid, and hurriedly reminded him.

Some people also couldn't bear to go up to help, but they were pulled by their companions.

As for Song Heng, he stood in place, showing a kind smile, although he didn't speak, his face seemed to show the four big words "You come here".

Through perception, he found that Huang Mao was just an ordinary Tempering Realm Ninefold Cultivator who had not been able to awaken his ability, and it was indeed not bad among ordinary people, but in front of him...... Seeing

this, Huang Mao was "encouraged" by his expression again, and his determination to stab him became even stronger.

A knife is not enough to relieve hatred, and he must be stabbed into a hornet's nest.

Just when the tip of the knife was only 0.01 mm away from his chest, Song Heng's whole person suddenly disappeared in place.

Losing his gravity, he fell directly on the ground and gnawed on the mud.

When he was about to stand up with his hands on the ground and pouting his big belly, his expression suddenly changed and he let out a terrible scream.

"Ahh

"Mystery Thousand Years of Killing"

No, Huang Mao, who was hit by this trick, was covering his big belly with both hands, rolling on the ground like a shrimp.

After finishing the matter, Song Heng took out a piece of paper with a look of disgust and wiped his hands.

This trick was learned from Kadian at the beginning, and he wanted to use it for a long time, but he didn't have the opportunity to fight.

Huang Mao felt that his chrysanthemum was no longer obedient, and a hot pain spread throughout his body.

"Uh......h

After a while, he covered his big belly with his left hand, and pointed at Song Heng with his right hand tremblingly, but he couldn't hold back a word for a long time.

Song Heng saw that he was "life is better than death", the long pain was better than the short pain, and he decided to help this yellow hair.

Huang Mao saw him coming, and before he could say anything, he was slashed on the neck by Song Heng with a hand knife, and then his eyes turned black, and he fell to the ground unconscious with a hot pain.

"Alas, I'm so kind, I even have to help the bad guys.

Song Heng sighed to himself.

"The little brother is good, eliminating harm for the people, and he is simply a role model for the younger generation in the new era. "

Little brother is too handsome, he must be a powerful martial artist!" Song

Heng's thunderous means directly conquered everyone, especially this unexpected thousand-year killing, they applauded one after another.

The old man who had just spoken out to stop him even said, "! And

Song Heng himself was praised by everyone so much, he was quite happy, after all, he was a young man who was easily satisfied in his heart.

But what he cares more about is the reward for catching the robbers.

He grabbed the pink Winnie the Bear's straddle bag from Huang Mao's body, and walked over to return it to the girl who had just been robbed and fell and had just stood firm.

"Your bag. The

girl took the bag and thanked her constantly.

"Thank you, little brother, I really appreciate you that there are important documents in this bag.

Song Heng just stopped and said, "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a gesture." "

I

can't tell you that I'm here to help for the prize........., can I

?

There was a sound of police car horns, and at this time, the people from the Warrior Association finally arrived.

In fact, the martial arts association in this world is equivalent to the police in the previous life, and they are all roughly the same.

Seeing the people of the Warrior Association coming, everyone scattered one after another to make way for them.

I saw the door of the police car open, and a man in uniform who looked like a middle-aged uncle with a full sense of justice walked over.

"We received information that there were robbers here, but what about the robbers?"

"Warrior, robbers...... Lay down here.

One of the citizens stood up and pointed to Huang Mao, who was lying on the ground next to him.

When Shi He heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at Huang Mao lying on the ground, "Are you sure...... He is a robber, why did they all faint, but he still looked in pain?

" This, the people who had just spoken out were suddenly speechless, he really didn't know what to say, how could it be better to speak?"

"Lord Warrior, the robber was solved by this little brother.

Julie, the girl who was robbed, stood up and pointed at Song Heng.

Shi He Wenyan came to Song Heng with two assistants behind him.

"Are you the one who stopped the robbers? It looks like you're still a student, you're really a hero at a young age!" He

stretched out his rough right hand and shook it with Song Heng, showing a smile, acting very close to the people.

Song Heng was rarely humble, "No, no, this is just one thing I can do."

"Hahaha! He is worthy of being a descendant of Lang Huaxia, what is the name of the little brother? Please cooperate with us to make a record and find out what happened.

Shi He said heartily.