Starting from Orion, kill a Martial Saint

Chapter 127 The monster in the city?

Wei Zheng's simple idea made the people who were in dire straits even more frightened.

Of course, the most fearful people are the criminals in the county.

Gradually, a rumor gradually spread in the city.

Half a month later, the spread of this rumor was so strong that it even overshadowed the frightening cat ghosts and plagues.

After all, the cat ghost is just a legend, and the plague is invisible and intangible.

What's more, the plague will not torture people in such a perverted way.

"Our county is getting more and more fucking chaotic." In front of the tea stall, an old man wearing a torn cotton jacket full of patches took out a coarse cloth cigarette bag, took out some fine cigarette powder, and put it in a full It's in a small pipe containing e-liquid.

Only a few pieces of blue smoke rose up. The old man exhaled a mouthful of blue smoke and spoke mysteriously to the tea guests beside him.

"Do you know about the monster in the city? He kills people so much that even the government doesn't dare to take care of him."

The young tea guest on the side shivered all over, picked up the tea bowl and took a sip to calm down his shock, and then he spoke with a bit of resentment. "What the hell is wrong with you, Lao Teng? Why do I feel like you're tapping me?
Isn't that monster a murderer and a criminal?What do you think I am doing? "

"We often go to the secret doors and flower houses in our county." The old man exhaled a puff of smoke leisurely, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

He grinned, revealing his yellow teeth, and lip-synced to the young man mysteriously.

"You also said that you are not a criminal?"

"Fuck!" The young man immediately became angry. He looked around guiltily, then gritted his teeth and spoke in a low voice. "I don't have a wife, so it's only natural for me to go to the secret door! You old man, you can't even go there now if you want to! You're just jealous of me!"

The old man immediately broke his guard, cursed and swung his cigarette pole around, looking really anxious.

In winter evenings, it always gets dark very early.

The young tea guest put his gloves in his sleeves and wore a melon-pipe hat on his head. He walked out of the secret door with satisfaction and walked into the alley.

"Hey, it's so cool to ride a horse."

The young man's face still had an unfinished expression, and he began to fantasize unconsciously. "The latest products in the secret door are really good. The secret door is so comfortable. The products in Tianxian Tower must be of the best quality. Be good"

He recalled what he heard from the old man about monsters before, and couldn't help but smile.

"What a bullshit monster. It must be those little bastards who are afraid of the world being in chaos again. Damn it, I have never committed any crime in my life. I just like to have fun. What's wrong?"
Can the demon still kill me?If you really want to kill me for this little thing, then that damn old man would have to kill me three times a day when he was young.
Unless that monster was a bastard, how could he do such a beastly thing? "

Having said that, the young man's pace was getting faster and faster, and he was also afraid.

The secret door is two or three miles away from home. If we rush back now, it's not too late.
Thinking like this, the young man couldn't help but speed up his pace.

The panic in my heart gradually became stronger as the sky turned dark.

Just as he passed the corner, suddenly, the hair on his body exploded in an instant!

He only felt a bone-piercing fear that was constantly rushing through his body. In just one breath, he felt that his legs began to weaken.

"Who are you calling a bastard? You piece of shit!"

A voice like the roar of a lion suddenly sounded.

With incomparable pressure and low murderous intent.

The young man saw the most terrifying scene in his life.

I saw a humanoid creature with bulging muscles all over its body, shirtless, red all over, braving a thick white mist, like a mountain, standing in front of me.

The muscles on the back are knotted into a pattern that looks like a ghost, or like a stone lion in front of a wealthy family's house.

The red hair floating like waterweed, and what is even more frightening is the demon-like face that is almost completely covered with muscle stripes!

"Ah!!!!" The young man knelt on the ground with a plop, constantly begging for mercy and help. "Grandpa! Grandpa! I don't dare! I don't dare to scold you anymore! I will cut myself off when I get home. I beg you, grandpa, to spare my life!" "Spare you, it's so easy." ?" That demon-like voice was like a bell exploding.

Poof!The young man felt a softness and heat in his buttocks, followed by a pungent stench.

He was going to die. The young man couldn't even cry anymore.

It's all my own fault.
"Ten years ago, you killed three members of the Huang family and ran away to another county. You only came back last year. Damn it, do you think the laws of this world can't control you? Today, I will do justice for God!"

The young man was stunned, thinking that even if he was a ghost, he had to be a sensible ghost, so he just plopped on the ground and kowtowed. "Grandpa! Grandpa Mingjian! I have been in this county since I was a child. I have never killed anyone!!"

coffee!

A human head rolled to the ground. Wei Zheng just squeezed it gently. The head of the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him, begging for mercy, fell to the ground in an instant, and blood flowed down.

Looking at the middle-aged man whose body was separated in front of him, Wei Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief. Today, he deliberately showed up in front of this middle-aged man.

But looking at the situation, this guy obviously didn't recognize himself.

Yes, in this state, almost no one can recognize their true colors.

Just as he was about to leave, he saw a young man behind him who was so frightened that his pants were pulled down and he kept kowtowing on the ground.

Wei Zheng ignored him and left the alley.

Back on the street, Wei Zheng had already returned to his gentle and elegant appearance. He was dressed in a green robe, with a face like a crown jewel, and always had a gentle smile on his face.

"Master Wei, you're back!"

The passing vendors greeted Wei Zheng warmly.

Wei Zheng also responded enthusiastically one by one, without any airs of a warrior master.

After Wei Zheng left, the hawker who set up a stall on the roadside also felt a sense of glory in his heart.

Unexpectedly, a lowly trafficker like himself could actually talk to the noble martial artist, which made him feel warm in his heart.

The shouting voice couldn't help but become a little louder, and a warm smile filled his face.

"Huh? Brother? What's going on with you?" With a gentle smile on his face, Wei Zheng suddenly looked towards the roadside and saw a young man running towards home with his butt in his hands.

Seeing that it was Wei Zheng, the young man stopped quickly, with an expression on his face that almost made him cry.

"Damn it! Mr. Wei! I met that monster too! Damn it, I was almost frightened to death by that person. I was so frightened that I pooped my pants!"

"What?" Wei Zheng pretended to be surprised and his eyes widened, with a look of shared hatred on his face, and he punched the palm of his hand.

"This is too much! I must cure this monster!"

"Master Wei! Master Wei! Don't be impulsive! You can't defeat this monster."

The young man quickly persuaded Wei Zheng, who was about to roll up his sleeves, with a sincere voice.

"Master Wei! Don't be like that thing! Who are you! That guy is a beast! Worse than a beast! Damn it, Master Wei is dirtying your hands by hitting him! That thing, hey! It's just a beast Eat shit!"

"Oh" Wei Zheng smiled softly, his expression a little playful, and he stared at the young man with a smile.

"Okay, I see"

No one saw that when Wei Zheng turned around and left, there seemed to be a hint of a sinister smile on his lips.

Haha, you dare to scold me?
　Sorry, today’s chapter was a crazy one and was only solved in the afternoon? . . .

　　
　
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