A Weird Theater That Started In London

　　 There is a bright rap from the white Nissan car. It is Gus’s favorite song, from the Spanish metal band Molotov Molotov.

　　 It's a pity that even this song can't wake up his fighting spirit.

　　 From the elbows to the shoulders to the chest, there were bursts of sharp heat and tingling, causing Gus to make intermittent light "huh" sounds.

　　 However, this feeling did not last long, as if something was being absorbed. Gus's consciousness gradually blurred. Before he knew it, he had forgotten the pain and lost his hearing. He didn't even know what was happening outside.

　　 Apparently, death is calling him.

　　 However, Gus strongly resisted this result. He had just come out of prison and was about to die before he had time to honor his mother. This regret and guilt made him unwilling to close his eyes.

　　 "Child...come to me..."

　　 The sound came from nowhere, but it did awaken Guth's consciousness.

　　 "I can give you longevity and health..."

　　 "Come here...come in the carriage..."

　　 Listening to the hoarse call, Gus slowly crawled out of the car, leaving a long blood mark on the ground.

　　 On the other side, Lu Li, who was concentrating on slaughtering his opponent, did not notice this scene. After all, according to common sense, how could a person who was hit by a deer bullet head-on have the strength to move his body.

　　 At this moment, the street gangsters have been frightened. They watched a figure raging in the crowd, unstoppable.

　　 "Don't kill me! I'm just a passerby!"

　　 "I am not a group with them! Please let me go... don't come here, ahhhhhhhh!"

　　 Lu Li ignored the begging for mercy, and turned into a dark shadow through the night and flashed past. He only heard a bang, the sound of bone shattering, and the world instantly became pure.

　　 It's a pity that the hapless guy whose nose bridge was broken, although he had his life back, he was basically insulated from women in his entire life——

　　 The whole face was sunken in. Even if I went to the world's top cosmetic surgeon for surgery, it still couldn't be cured.

　　 In the eyes of the rest of the people, Lu Li is simply a monster. He has the speed of a cheetah and the power of a brown bear, which makes people unable to resist a trace of resistance. He can only stand in place to be judged.

　　 "Does the skill stop here?"

　　 Under Lu Li's pathological gaze, no one dared to look at him, including Palmer, who was far away at the Shixin Group headquarters. He clutched his heart with a hideous expression.

　　 Fortunately, Ehorst reacted in time and stuffed the special medicine into his mouth, so that he did not delay the blood ancestor's plan.

　　 "Mr. Zhou, if you want to stand here and watch the purity that is coming with us, please show your sincerity in cooperation. Those mobs who have fallen on the ground can't stand on the table."

　　 After finishing, Ehorst straightened his collar and turned to look at the man wearing a mask beside him, his tone still so elegant.

　　 is just the indifferent expression, even laziness, it is still difficult to conceal the inhuman emotions in his eyes instantly, like a high-level predator.

　　 The cat face man still folded his arms, ignoring the threat in Eyhorst’s tone, and said lightly: “Don’t worry, just keep watching, someone will stop him.”

　　 After taking the medicine, Palmer finally took a sigh of relief and lay in the wheelchair and said, "This guy is too dangerous. It's better to find a way to put him in jail and find another chance to kill him."

　　The words fell, and the two looked at the cat-faced man together.

　　 His origin is more mysterious than the blood ancestor who has left traces in history books. He seems to be a normal human, but possesses inhuman powers.

　　 "Before the completion of the first phase of the plan, don't take any action without permission, so as not to startle the snake, let him go for the time being."

　　 "Besides, this guy was just warming up just now. You really have to get serious. The official agency may not be able to restrict him."

　　 Obviously, this Mr. Mao Lian is familiar with Lu Li, and he is not willing to provoke him.

　　 If Pan Ming stood here, he would definitely see something from it, and even directly call out the identity of this person.

　　Weekday, freshman of the freshman performance department.

　　 In high school, due to the negligence of parents in discipline, he developed an arrogant and domineering personality. After entering the college, after experiencing severe beatings from all aspects, he grew rapidly and his personality gradually converged.

　　 In this exam, he inspired the characteristics of [Villain Professionals]. As soon as he entered the exam room, he was forcibly designated as the villain by the principal, so as to prevent the candidates from suddenly entering and breaking the balance of the story world.

　　 Five ten in the morning, 59th Street Bridge.

　　 In the silence, after clearing the scene and leaving the messy Lu Li frowning and looking behind him, he suddenly found that the blood-stained Gus was crawling towards the coffin.

　　 "The monster in the coffin is doing a ghost?"

　　 Lu Li whispered to himself.

　　 In order to avoid accidents, he wiped the blood from the wooden handle of the shotgun, filled two deer bullets in it, and put his hand on the trigger.

　　 The next moment, Lu Li suddenly withdrew two steps back.

　　 I saw a short knife cut off the barrel. Because it was too fast, Palmer watching the high-definition surveillance could not even see its shape.

"It's you?"

　　 This sneak attack almost succeeded. Fortunately, Lu Li never took it lightly, especially the dark blessing of the werewolf bloodline, which kept his various functions at the peak.

It turned out that the dark shadow was Zhou Tian’s attendant. This guy had been in the elite squad for a month. Later, due to bad luck, he could not escape the artillery coverage of the Battle of Arnhem and was eliminated in the first round~ www.readwn.com~ Even the learning points for resurrection must be pieced together.

　　 The above is the only impression Lu Li has of the person in front of him.

　　 "Du Quan."

　　 The man didn't want to talk about the past, the time was wrong, the occasion was wrong, and the position was opposite, he just left his name, and then he charged his second shot.

　　 As people in the same school, they all know each other to a certain extent. Du Quan knew that he could not kill Lu Li and knock him out of the game. At most, he would block the opponent for a period of time and let the blood ancestors take the opportunity to cross the river.

　　 Lu Li set up the shotgun to block, and his tone was relaxed: "Interesting, the hidden camp is triggered so soon."

　　 The words fell, the barrel was completely cut off, and the section was abnormally smooth, like a hot knife cutting butter, so you can see the guy's knife speed.

　　 Upon seeing this, Lu Li flipped his wrist and threw the spear to Du Quan's cheek. Then, with his toe picked, a certain street gangster's swing stick started smoothly.

　　 "Come and practice."

　　 "Help you finish the scene ahead of schedule and leave."

　　 The black arc fell suddenly and collided with the short knife, wiping out a little spark.

Under the collision, both sides were shaken back, but Lu Li remained unchanged, and Du Quan looked uncertain. He knew that his current state would not last long. Therefore, he couldn't waste time and immediately rushed after he stabilized his body. Go up.

　　 When the two were fighting, Gus finally climbed into the carriage. He closed his eyes tightly and slumped there, unable to lift a single bit of strength anymore.

　　 And the coffin opened at this moment, the blood ancestor could not get up, he could only lift a giant palm and pierce the skin with his nails.

　　 A drop of white blood fell into Guth's mouth.

　　 It is something that the careerist Palmer dreams of. It can disobey the will of God and bring health and longevity to mankind.