Chapter 90: Bloody Killing

At this moment, Liu Ping'an has lost himself in the killing, and he has been the pleasure brought by the killing...

Qingyang City, a beautiful small city, surrounded by water on three sides, brings tranquility and tranquility.

Liu Ping'an came to this small city, and the city immediately fell into a huge panic, surrounded by his wanted heads.

The moment he entered the city, all the people watched him in the distance, and all the comments came to his ears.

"Oh, my God! That thief is coming!"

"It is said that the thief has slaughtered several cities!"

"It doesn't look like it!"

"What do you know? Will the thief engrave me on his face?

All are negative. There is no positive word from these people. His eyes are very melancholy. He looks up at the sky and the people around him. There is a demonic smile on his face.

In an instant, the people around him disappeared from his sight, and a man slowly came to the street in the distance. He was very ordinary and ordinary old man, with white hair, cloudy old eyes, old faces, wrinkles and slightly dry lips.

Liu Ping'an's face is solemn. This old man is very powerful and a little saint. There is actually a little saint in this city, and he is not an ordinary little saint.

The old man stopped not far from Liu Ping'an and slowly said, "Young man, I know you are a big man. This small city can't accommodate you, and you don't have to work hard here. You are not welcome here."

After saying this, the old man was still so calm and peaceful. Liu Ping'an smiled and said, "I only kill the people who should be killed. Maybe I killed them by mistake, but I won't be a butcher."

"What a pity! Young man, you have lost yourself. You think you control it, but you don't control it well. Don't you feel it?

The old man's voice was a little higher. He ignored it and continued to say, "You can't stop me. I only do what I think is right. What's more, the continent has fallen into darkness. The vast majority of people here are already insensitive. I think the best way to wake up such people is.

Kill-kill-kill until they wake up."

The old man's expression was suddenly very excited and his voice was very high.

"You are not a god. You are not qualified to decide the life and death of others."

"God, is there any good and righteous God in this world? What's more, God is also artificial. I despise God. I am a human being. Even if I have the power to surpass God, I am still a human being. Do you understand?

The old man was stunned, his eyes were confused, his face changed greatly, and he muttered to himself, "Is it right for me to guard?"

Liu Ping'an smiled and said, "You are right to protect it. This small city is also worthy of your protection. This is the most peaceful city I have ever seen. Although it is very small, at least dirty things rarely happen in this city. But after all, these dirty things still exist, and there is nothing you can do about this source. You dare not touch this source, because your heart is old, you have too much care and too many things, so that you can only do some good things within your ability! I now use the simplest, most direct and most effective way to solve these problems. Believe me, don't stop me anymore, and you can't stop me.

The old man was not angry because of Liu Ping'an's last sentence. Looking at the young man in front of him, he seemed to go back to his youth. It was too long. This young man was much better than when he was young. Can this young man do what his predecessors did not do? Question mark Now he has an understanding of what he should do.

The old man walked back silently and slowly. Liu Ping'an showed a happy smile on his face. He walked towards the goal of the city. Due to the appearance of the old man, he decided to do it more thoroughly.

The whole town fell into blood. No one dared to leave this small city. As long as he dared to leave, he was escorted back by a group of mysterious people. Then, on the largest open space of the small city, he lost his freedom, and some even lost his life, and those who lost their lives all have original sin and freedom. They killed those who had original sin. They had no choice. They all stood passively on the opposite side of the warrior guild.

This small city began to change. Some of them began to actively take on Liu Ping'an's eyes and ears. Some people directly participated in it. The whole city fell into the killing, and many people began to fish in troubled waters. Liu Ping'an is facing a powerful man, a gun and a short old man. He just entered today. When this small city encountered such a thing, he took care of it.

The old man's name is Mo Wuqing, fifth-level advanced. The gun is dark and long. It must be heavy. The gun is ruthless and affectionate.

There were no words. As soon as the old man came up, Liu Ping's shot made Liu Ping feel pressure. The gun was as strong. Every time he shot, there was no return. The gun fought for his life. Liu Ping'an retreated again and again, and there was no way to retreat. Finally, he took action.

"helpless fist!"

The blood at the corners of his mouth made Liu Ping's heart feel a little helpless. A misunderstanding made this plan no longer so perfect.

Mo Wuqing was defeated, so he left, left a message, and came back next time.

As long as a person is beautiful and walks freely, it doesn't matter if he is defeated or leave?

As long as Liu Ping'an is not dead, Mo Wuqing will definitely come to him. OK, as long as I don't die, I will wait for you." He said silently in his heart.

The killing of this small city continues, and many unknown things have been exposed. Those dirty and ugly things are outrageous. He made people post these things all over the city one by one. He didn't want to do so. Because of Mo's ruthless sudden appearance, he has made this choice. He doesn't want to have such a misunderstanding.

Of course, in such killings, it is inevitable that there will be manslaughter. He doesn't have much time to take care of it. Maybe he is looking for a good excuse. Liu Ping'an decided to leave this small city tonight. The people of the Martial Arts Association will come here tomorrow. He knows that he has been in the city for a day. The time was caused by the appearance of the two old people, and he did not resent it, but felt a trace of relief in his heart.

That night, as soon as Liu Ping'an left the city, he met the first wave of people of the Martial Arts Association. His subordinates had been killed and injured a lot. He was angry. He looked up to the sky and roared like a god-killing rushing in.

There are not many people in this wave of the Warrior Guild. More than a dozen people are led by a middle-aged man, a fifth-level senior martial artist. His eyes stared at Liu Ping'an viciously and coldly, and his attack was also like a poisonous snake, tricky, vicious and dirty. Every attack by Liu Ping'an, this The man hid skillfully, and no matter which side he was, he became his shield.

The middle-aged man hopes to delay until dawn. After dawn, the brigade of the Warriors' Association will come. That is the end of the thief. His wish is half realized, but the result is not half of what he expected.

However, he miscalculated one thing. His wave of people died except him, and he was caught in Liu Ping's hand. The meridians were completely broken, the bones were all broken, and life was worse than death. Seeing his subordinates withdraw, Liu Ping'an was waiting quietly. The sky was bright, and the people of the Martial Arts Association finally came.

Kill-Kill-Kill.

This place has become a battlefield for killing and a practice for Liu Ping'an's killing. Blood flows everywhere like a stream, and the ground is full of broken limbs, and there are sad screams that are worse than death.

In the end, he was tired. He was tired. He didn't know how many people he had killed. There was a steady stream of people coming from the martial arts guild, and he chose to retreat.