Fairy, please pay me back.

Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Gods and Demons
Heizhu looked at the dark muzzle of the gun and suddenly panicked in his heart:
This little bastard turns out to be his mother’s colleague?
Heizhu was originally a robber. After he was released from prison, he joined Boss Zhou as a thug. He had seen a lot of gangsters from all walks of life, but Jian Fusheng, who had a gentle appearance and a shy smile, was really rare.

But Heizhu was a man who walked on a knife's edge after all, and he reacted very quickly. He suddenly squatted down, closed the car door, turned around and ran straight into the woods behind him.

The other party had a gun on him, so he couldn't win by fighting hard with a machete. He had to get into the woods and use the cover of night to sneak attack, which would have a chance of winning... Even if it didn't work, he could find a place to hide or escape quietly. .

boom!
Jian Fusheng shot a window grille on the car window, flew up and kicked the car door.

The old car door suddenly bulged outwards, and then fell directly from the pickup truck, flying half a meter outward before landing!

Jian Fusheng bent out of the car door and was about to chase the black pillar, but he felt a pain in his calf and squatted down suddenly.

cramp...

Seeing that the black pillar was about to penetrate into the woods, Jian Fusheng raised his pistol and fired randomly, finishing 20 bullets in one breath.

The black pillar in front of him scurried away, suddenly staggered, covered his butt and hid in the woods.

Jian Fusheng pinched his calf with his hands and finally regained his composure. He couldn't help but cursed:
Grass!
Is this really the way of heaven that refines qi? ?

……really!

Jian Fusheng unloaded the magazine, took out a 31-rounder from his arms and replaced it. After thinking about it, he put the pistol on his belt, took out the aluminum alloy stick from his back, and took out a flashlight that had been prepared for a long time. The blood trail left by the black pillar went into the woods.

This forest is dominated by deciduous trees. Although the winter is mild this year and new shoots sprout earlier, they are far from lush.

The flashlight illuminated the ground, and all he could see was dead branches and yellow grass. Occasionally, a few unknown insects emerged from the grass, quickly passed through the light, and then quickly burrowed into the soil.

Black Pillar was obviously seriously injured, as could be seen from the blood drops faintly connected in a line on the ground. Jian Fusheng followed the blood drops all the way to a jujube tree more than ten meters high, but the trace suddenly broke off.

Alerted in his heart, Jian Fusheng raised his head sharply and shined his flashlight on the tree crown, but found nothing.

At this moment, the wind suddenly rose behind him, and a silver machete, reflecting the dim moonlight, whizzed towards the back of his neck!

Jian Fusheng lowered his head suddenly and rolled forward to avoid the blade, but his clothes were cut open by the knife on his back, causing a burning pain!

Turning around, Jian Fusheng threw the flashlight on the ground, illuminating the fierce black column in front of him, pressed his thumb into the middle of the alloy roller, and pulled out a five-foot round stick.

Black Pillar suddenly made a sneak attack, but he couldn't accomplish his feat in one blow, so he turned around and ran away!

Jian Fusheng didn't even have time to pick up the flashlight. He chased behind Heizhu and roared:
"You run a few times, my pistol is out of bullets!"

When Heizhu heard this, he forced himself to lift his butt, and his speed doubled in an instant.

I believe you a ghost!
However, Heizhu was injured after all. He was shot once in the butt and thigh. It didn't take long for him to slow down. He was pushed up by Jian Fusheng and hit him with a stick in the butt!
In a hurry, Heizhu twisted his waist and turned his head, holding a knife in one hand, and struck hard with Jian Fusheng's round stick.

Boom!
A strong force came, and Heizhu felt a huge shock from the tiger's mouth, and the machete flew away from his hand!

With a pounce, Heizhu rolled twice on the ground, picked up the machete, climbed up, and shouted at Jian Fusheng, who was rushing over with a stick:

"Wait a minute! We're all on the same path, brothers, it's easy to discuss..."

Jian Fusheng didn't say a word, and without stopping, he struck down the black pillar with a stick.

Heizhu raised his knife to block, but the blade was bent by Jian Fusheng's huge force. The back of the knife hit his chest, and it flew backwards with a blow, and his back hit a tree trunk.

He opened his mouth and spat out blood. Heizhu looked at the deep mark on his chest made by the back of the knife and said in panic:

"Stop! If you want money, I'll give it to you!" Jian Fusheng sneered and said sternly:
"Who the hell wants your dirty money? What I want... what I want is for you to tell the truth about how much money you have on you in total?"

Heizhu breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that luckily all my money was spent on the kiln sister, so there wasn't much left.

"I have [-], and they are all in my mobile phone account. You report the account number to me and I will transfer it to you!"

Jian Fusheng took out his phone and looked down at his account.

Heizhu looked ferocious, holding the knife in both hands and dragging out a piece of silver light, and struck Jian Fusheng's head!
Jian Fusheng didn't even raise his head. He held the long stick in his left hand and swung it at Heizhu's machete.

Boom!
The machete took off his hand again and spun around in the air for several times before landing.

Taking advantage of Heizhu's imbalance, Jian Fusheng held a stick in one hand and hit him on the thigh with the stick. Heizhu screamed and rolled on the ground holding his legs.

A few minutes later, Heizhu, under Jian Fusheng's coercion, transferred [-] to him honestly.

However, Jian Fusheng did not report his own account number. He reported the account number that Brother Kun used to transfer money to him.

After transferring the money, Heizhu threw the car keys on the ground and begged for mercy:
"Brother, I've given you the car as well, so I can let my little brother live..."

Jian Fusheng smiled coldly:
"You still owe me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Fusheng picked up the round stick and hit Heizhu's legs one by one, smashing his legs to pieces.

Heizhu rolled on the ground with his hands on the ground, frantically dodging Jian Fusheng's club blows, but his kneecaps had been shattered by Jian Fusheng, and before long his legs had been completely deformed by Jian Fusheng's whipping.

Looking at Jian Fusheng with splitting eyes, Heizhu screamed and shouted angrily:
"I have no grievances against you, and I gave you the money. Why, why, why?"

Jian Fusheng didn't say anything, he just swung the stick and hit Heizhu's legs one after another.

Wu Zi has been wandering around the town for the past three days and collected a lot of information about Boss Zhou and his men. This group of people bullied men and women, killed and set fires, and did all kinds of evil in order to make money.

Even if Heizhu died tragically tonight, he deserved it!

Heizhu looked at Jian Fusheng with a desperate look on his face, and became more and more frightened in his heart. He felt that the man in front of him must have a mental problem!

I remember that when he was robbing, he would either leave immediately after taking the money, or kill someone to silence him, for fear that time would prolong the affair. How could he be so tormenting?

What frightened him even more was that while Jian Fusheng's attacks became more and more severe, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth!
And the more he looked at Jian Fusheng, the more abnormal he felt, because under the cold moonlight, there seemed to be a very thin layer of fluorescence behind him!
At this moment, Jian Fusheng raised his head slightly and glanced at Heizhu coldly.

Heizhu's expression froze, and his whole body suddenly trembled!

In Heizhu's field of vision, Jian Fusheng's pupils suddenly expanded, covering all the whites of his eyes. A glowing pink mist spread out from the center of his pupils and sprayed out in an instant!

The pink mist quickly blended with the fluorescence behind Jian Fusheng, and a tall, fuzzy figure loomed!

The figure was more than tens of meters tall, directly breaking through the canopy of the forest, and unfolded a pair of long and narrow sickle-shaped wings under the cold moonlight...

Like a god!

　There is another chapter to be posted around twelve o'clock

　　
　
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