Chapter 35; On the eve of the storm

There is no shortage of poor people in any era. Even in a dark corner of Dongyue Street, which is full of commerce, there will always be a pair of gloomy and lifeless eyes, which will flash a trace of fanatical light when passing through the luxurious life of those rich people.

In the underground parking lot of the most luxurious Guangmao Building on Dongyue Street, in a remote corner, a skinny beggar sits next to the sewer manhole cover and chewing the moldy bread in his hands.

To be honest, he doesn't want to eat the cold and smelly moldy bread in his hand, but what can he do?

If his legs are intact...

A burst of rapid brake car was particularly harsh in the empty parking lot. A multi-million-dollar Porsche parked in a parking space three meters away from the beggar. The beg can clearly feel the strong wind blowing from the suspension car. According to the speed just now, if the owner's hand holding the steering wheel shakes slightly, I'm afraid I'll be killed on the spot.

He raised his head dullly, the beggar's mouth was stuffed with breadcrumbs, and his eyes looked gray at a man and a woman coming out of the suspension car. The man's fat head and big ears were even more miserable. On the contrary, the woman around him was very beautiful, and the beggar couldn't help swallowing his saliva. Before he recovered, the man and woman probably thought that the space in the car was short. The man picked up the woman on the spot and pressed her on the car. The short skirt was pulled up, and his fat body pressed up, and his broad lips were like two fragrances. The intestines closed and kissed the woman's skin.

There was a rapid gasp. When the beggar ate the bread in the corner, the man let out a pig-killing howl. He was exhausted and fell on the woman's towering chest. He gasped for more than ten seconds and picked up some strength under the woman's caress.

After getting dressed, the woman suddenly saw a beggar like a wild ghost in the corner and covered her mouth with an exclamation. The man was also shocked. He calmed down for a long time and saw that he was an old beggar without legs. She was ashamed and angrily stepped forward and scolded, "Dead beggars, people hiding here don't look like ghosts and ghosts. They are trying to scare me." After saying that, he stepped heavily on the beggar's head, and the blood slowly flowed out. The beggar did not have any expression, as if he could not even feel the pain. His eyes stared at the woman's cleavage, and he could faintly hear him saying intermittently, "Female... Women... I want..."

"Feat your uncle, the toad wants to eat swan meat and want to find a woman? In my next life, I will be reborn as a dog and find a good owner. Maybe I will reward you as a bitch to taste, haha..." The man scolded arrogantly, as if he was not relieved. He stared at the beggar's head for a few times until the blood wet the ground. Then he stopped, walked to the woman, took her small waist and walked towards the Guangmao Building.

His eyes stared at the woman's disappearance. There was no ripple in the heart of the broken-legged beggar. He was completely numb to the world. Since his legs were interrupted by a group of evil young people, his life is just an instinct to live.

The blood slowly flowed out of his head and extended to the manhole cover, dripping into the sewer through the iron fence, splashing a rhythmic rhythm.

stain~

A dead hand full of pus suddenly poked out of the iron fence of the manhole cover, grabbed the neck of the broken leg beggar at a very fast speed, and pulled his head into the manhole cover fiercely. The iron fence made of steel could not accommodate an adult's head at all, but the strength of the dead hand was so great that only heard a harsh bone burst. Sound, the beggar's head was pulled in alive.

An hour later, the woman took the man's arm affectionately and came to the parking lot to pick up the car. Out of curiosity, the woman looked at the position of the beggar. When she saw blood stains on the ground, a body with a head stuck in the iron fence stood on the spot. She was so scared that she turned pale and screamed, "Dead, dead man Old... Husband, he is dead.

"A beggar will die when he dies. I'm saying that I didn't kill him. I kicked him at most and never pressed his head into the manhole cover." By the way, the man was still a little nervous. He carefully walked to the body of the broken-legged beggar, kicked his body, and made sure that he was dead. He turned around and shrugged his shoulders to his female companion, but found that she looked behind him in horror and his teeth trembled.

"Old... Husband, behind you..."

Before the man turned around, he suddenly felt a huge force grabbing his calf. The force was really powerful and terrible. His body tilted forward without warning. When he fell to the ground fiercely, a painful feeling hit his nerves. The man reached out and unconsciously touched his legs and found that it was empty. Looking at the woman who covered his mouth in front of him, the man turned his head in horror and saw the bloody face of the broken-legged beggar.

"You, what kind of monster are you, no, please, don't kill me, don't kill me, help..."

With his own eyes, I saw the broken-legged beggar holding the two bloody thighs in his hand. The man had been completely scared and shouted helplessly, but the beggar stepped on his face fiercely, stopped her waist and picked up the beautiful woman with bloodless face, and violently tore off her clothes. When he saw the white and beautiful The skin, a ferocious smile appeared on the beggar's bloody face, and the beautiful woman who had fainted was put on the car and straightened her waist and moved her body. The man stepping on his feet had been trampled on his whole head because of too much movement, and his flesh and blood was sprinkled on the ground. Half an hour later, a painful and sharp howl sounded in the parking lot, and the comfortable beggar looked at the ** invisible female corpse, threw it into the corner at will, and strode towards the commercial building.

.....

In the arcade room, when Xue Xiaodan set up a thunder cannon, Junmo gently twitched at the corners of his mouth. He vaguely guessed Xue Xiaodan's true identity. After all, he has a good friend Liu Changfeng studying at Kaiyuan College. As a well-known second-strong man on the combat power list, he still knows a lot of unknown secrets. And every time they meet, the two are close friends. Junmo is also a little familiar with what Liu Changfeng knows. Among them, the most shocking thing is the strong power of the eight districts inside and outside, followed by the legendary super existence of the thunder cannon.

With the approval of Han Xiaoqing, to be honest, Xue Xiaodan really didn't pay attention to ten years of life expectancy. As his identity, he lost ten years of life expectancy. I don't know how many strong people are willing to contribute. Far away, Han Bai must be fine. The two giant crocodiles, Beihuangtian and Yuhuangtian, can't teach them a lesson or two at best. I can watch Xue Xiaodan swallow this loss. If the old man of his family knew and finally annoyed Zhu Hou Zai or Sun Xiaomiao, the mysterious director of the Erlang warning station, it would be even more amazing. At least these two powers were angry, and the face of the sword demon may not be enough to completely extinguish his anger.

"Who are you? If it is a lineage of Kaiyuan College, sign up. Take a deep breath. When Junmo said this, it was already a disguised weakness like Xue Xiaodan. Unfortunately, what kind of person is Xue Xiaodan? In Han Bai's words, he is a born "cannon fodder" thre, and he doesn't think at all.

Peng Feiyue still howled slightly on the ground. Xue Xiaodan roared, "Remember me that you can't provoke Master Dan's brother!" After saying that, Xue Xiaodan's palm was patted on the barrel of the destruction thunder cannon. His vitality was pulled by a strange energy, which instantly lost ten years of life. Xue Xiaodan's black shiny hair faintly turned gray in an instant, and his eyes were also a little deep. A domineering energy was gathering at the mouth of the destruction thunder cannon. That was a A kind of power full of destruction, and everything will be torn apart in front of you!

"Target locking completed, countdown launch, 3,2, 1!"

An old tone sounded in the arcade room. With the sound of the countdown, the whole indoor air was pulled up to form large and small air waves. Slowly, the whole Beiyue Street spread to the whole Moonlight Valley and even the Holy Emperor City. At this moment, the elements of the city were surrounded by thunder cannons and turned into a rainbow. Don't drown out.

"A gentleman is like a dragon, turning righteousness into a spirit and a long life, and his only idea is to correct the vicissitudes of life, like a dragon and sword!"

In the as a long rainbow, Jun Mo rose up in the air and rushed straight to the sky, pulling the rainbow light from the world-extermination thunder cannon to the sky. His whole body Ling Ji's sword was turned into a divine dragon, roaring repeatedly, and his claws to the world's destruction thunder cannon. The power of thunder was added to support it, and lightning and lightning. Junmo was obviously a suicide. He wanted to practice his own ten years to come Resolve this blow of the destruction of the world, so as to avoid the loss of life, and bring about 120 million people to the Holy Emperor City.

"I turn my will into endless darkness, devouring the hypocritical light, and let the souls of the dead rest in peace forever!"

A huge rectangular tombstone suddenly repelled the dragon transformed by Junmo and hit the world.

This tombstone is shining with black light. Under the unique light effect atmosphere of Moonlight Valley, it is colorful and mysterious.

At the same time, at a height of 10,000 meters in the Holy Emperor City, a figure was hidden in the dark clouds, looking coldly at the mysterious tombstone underneath with his hands.

"The tombstone of the dead, the law of the dead world? Mekrans, I didn't expect that since you possessed her after a thousand years, this is a joke that fate has already arranged? Or are you destined to repeat the tragedy of that year in this life?

Ji Jie's laughter came from the mouth of the figure. When the bright light was projected on the figure, his outline gradually became clear, revealing a handsome face full of evil. If Han Bai and Shen Bingyan were present, they would definitely exclaim, because this person was the west wind enemy who had died in the tide castle.

"It's really unreasonable for old friends to meet again without giving some gifts. Black Devil, I will completely occupy the Holy Emperor City within three days!" Hengkong pointed to the Holy Emperor City, and the west wind enemy said sadly with an angry face.

"Yes!"

The dry response was as harsh as metal friction. Hundreds of figures flashed down from the left and right of the west wind enemy and landed in all corners of the Holy Emperor City. An invisible net had been quietly opened, and the whole Holy Emperor City seemed to be covered with a dark atmosphere, which looked extremely strange from top to bottom, like hell.

"Holy Emperor City, the capital of the three alliances, the immortal city! From today, you will become a great starting point of the era and completely draw a successful end to the Kaiyuan era, and our west wind enemy will become the founder of the next era, hahaha..."