its 288: Bizarre Night

Xianlai Island, a giant quietly lying on the vast sea. There are cliffs, abysses, beaches and jungles, and several peaks. Under the boundless night sky, on the ten thousand hectares of blue waves, it stood still and held up a pearl in the eastern part of Tianyin Kingdom.

That is the Lingxian Association, which is famous for Tianyin - the largest faction in the eastern part of Tianyin Kingdom.

Its headquarters exists on this huge island in the form of continuous pavilions; its branches blossom and bear fruit in dozens of towns in the east, forming a large network covering the eastern part of Tianyin Kingdom. In the east, even within the central authority of Tianyin Kingdom, its disciples can be seen almost everywhere.

Many famous generals and ministers, either in substance or in name, are its disciples.

At this time, Cheng Xingxing stood on the top of a peak, looking at the continuous buildings at the foot of the mountain and the sporadic lights all over the complex. His heart was quiet.

The four people and the ship were released by him. When they left, the four people thanked him very much, but he knew that when the ship left the island, they would start to hate him and then start to scold him together. Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing and felt that some of the heroes in the movie were too stupid. They actually believed that the people who had been punished by themselves would be grateful because he spared their lives.

No. Because human nature is a wonderful thing. They will always remember the humiliation he brought to them tonight without thanking him for not killing them.

It's like the Lingxian Club.

Who offended whom first? Of course, it's Ling Xianhui, and of course it's Fu Juzhang. But is it important? It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Ling Xianhui lost face. What is important is that the people of Ling Xianhui died. Many important people know that Chengxing killed many people in Lingxianhui and destroyed several buildings in the Muzhou branch.

This is a disgrace. The lost face will never be picked back. You can only tear off the enemy's face and stick it to your own face, and the wound on your face can heal again.

Even if I suppress them with extreme strength, even if the strength of Shenmiaomen far exceeds them now, it is useless - Cheng Xing thinks in his heart.

They will always remember the humiliation I brought to them, and they will continue to look for opportunities to avenge themselves - thinking about becoming a star.

So hatred will never stop - become a star's secret.

Unless I think that nothing has happened, unless the magic door shrinks its head into the shell, I will have a little trouble if I don't dare to find Ling Xian.

But that's impossible. Justice is on our side. I can't allow these little people to hurt my friends again.

There is no solution except destruction!

The fierce eyes reflect the desire to destroy in the heart. At this moment, the star is no longer the high school boy, no longer the second person, and no longer the kind ordinary person.

He is a spokesperson - the spokesperson of Death. In order to protect his important companion and to seek justice for his dead friend, he turned himself into a murder weapon.

This murder weapon is observing its target at this moment, imagining where it is from and how to cut, cut and chop the target. This imagination brought him a sense of pleasure. He seemed to see that it had been destroyed and gave rise to a great sense of achievement from his heart.

Yes, kill the enemy, protect the partner, and avenge the friend.

Of course, this will make people happy, and of course it is a great achievement.

Yes, he nodded to himself secretly.

But in the depths of his heart, there is something that makes him feel uncomfortable. It was as if he had made a wrong decision, as if someone was constantly warning him.

But at this moment, he is unwilling to think deeply about this point. He just wants to have a good time and destroy the enemy in front of him.

He has seen what is on the enemy's territory and has an idea of how to do it. He wants to destroy those iconic tall buildings, then kill all the high-rise buildings in the Lingxian Club, and then kill any stubborn resisters. In the end, the shrimps and crabs will escape in confusion. At that time, he will calmly capture the boat of the fugitives and return to the land by the wind and waves. One city after another will be concocted as the same, and finally the renovation of Ling Xian will be removed from the Tianyin Kingdom's general division system.

Now he has this ability.

Carrying the silver shiny knife, he ran down the steep hillside, aiming for the most majestic one in the central area of the building at the foot of the mountain. He ran all the way, and the wind roared in his ear. The ten blades reflected the moonlight, making it look like a silver snake.

Ling Xian will be extremely silent in the middle of the night, but Cheng Ming knows that there must be a patrol team in the dark. As long as he makes a noise, those masters will appear immediately.

He smiled and quickly walked around several buildings to the majestic hall. Soon, his figure passed through the air, crossed the black night, and landed on the second floor of the hall. He continued to go up and jumped all the way to the top of the hall, looking at the giant in the dark. With a smile, he pulled the knife out of the sheath with a choking voice, and cut off the columnar decoration that is five meters high and more than one meter in diameter in the center of the top of the round hall.

Then, he grabbed the broken column with his right arm and smashed it to the top of the hall below. In a loud noise, the dome of the hall was knocked out of a big hole. Stone debris and tiles fell down like rain and jingled on the ground, as if a layman was beating a drum.

Excited, Cheng Xing once again felt the fun brought by destruction. For a moment, he even forgot that he was here to take revenge, and he was simply immersed in the joy of destruction. Then when his mood calmed down, he found that the magnificent hall had been smashed into ruins on all sides.

"What a pleasure!" He couldn't help laughing.

"Who is it?" Someone shouted and rushed out of the dark. Cheng Xingxing raised his knife with a smile and said, "Listen, you bastards of Lingxian Club! This is revenge for your attack on Shenmiaomen! From tonight, Ling Xian will completely disappear!"

With that, he had rushed to the crowd coming in the dark like a whirlwind.

There are more than 30 people coming, and the leader is dressed in black, and he can't see what style it is in the dark. He held a long gun in his hand, and when he shook the gun, he stabbed at the star.

Maybe someone can defeat a star with fighting skills, but it will never be this person. Cheng Xingxing sneered, and a stream of disdain gushed out of his heart and waved his knife casually.

This knife could have cut the guy with a man and a gun, but he didn't expect that the knife had just touched the body of the gun, and the sticky feeling was wrapped around the knife and Cheng Xingxing's arm. He felt that his knife seemed to have waving into a piece of milk candy that had just been softened by the sun, with resistance in the front and pulling force and sinking. He wrapped him and the knife thickly, so that the knife finally just gently touched the body of the gun.

What's going on? Cheng Xingxing was stunned, and then pulled the knife with all his strength. But at this time, the other party's gun also attacked, and the sticky and dull force field followed, wrapping the star and feeling trapped in the quagmire.

It's too unhappy. This unhateness made Cheng Xingxing feel depressed. No matter how he was, he was not stingy and connected more soldiers with himself. In an instant, the suddenly increased force over the annoying force field, and Cheng Xingxing's knife was easily withdrew, and then quickly stabbed forward.

The gunman was shocked. Obviously, he didn't expect that becoming a star could overcome this kind of force field. He seemed to regret, but this regret came too late. When his stunned expression was just formed, the ten blades had penetrated his body. His body trembled violently, and his eyes were full of panic, and then slowly Fall down.

Is this a kind of martial arts? Cheng Xing can't help but think so. But he didn't have time to verify all this. He had to face the more than 30 generals of the Lingxian Association behind. He held the knife diagonally and strode towards the other party.

However, the door of the imaginary tiger charm opened, and the soldiers surged out and did not appear. Those people suddenly threw away their weapons, and then shouted to run desperately to the darkness.

Cheng Xing was stunned: What's going on?

What's going on? What's going on? What's going on?

At this time, Cheng Xing realized that from the beginning of his arrival in Pengzhou to now, there has been a series of strange things waiting for him. Everything that happened around him seemed a little strange, as if... He couldn't tell what he looked like. In short, it didn't look like a normal thing that should happen in the normal world.

He couldn't help but stop and stood quietly in place.

In the dark, no one else rushed out, which is too inconsistent with the strength of the headquarters of the Lingxian Association. Cheng Xingxing felt that there was a strange atmosphere around him. He listened quietly. In addition to the wind, there was only the footsteps of the fugitives from the wind.

Then, there is a faint sound of a knife - the sound of the knife waving, and the sound made when it is blocked or crossing the physical object.

There was no scream, not a sound. He could even hear the panicked breath of the escapee, but he couldn't hear a scream.

But the sound of footsteps has been decreasing, and it is decreasing very quickly.

"Don't..." Finally, he heard a voice. Although it was not loud, it sounded so harsh in such silence.

But the sound was terminated as soon as it started. With the sound of the knife waving and the sound of crossing the physical object, the "don't" became the sound of the human voice in this building.

What's the matter? Cheng Xingxing stood there in a daze, the pleasure of destruction disappeared, and the anger of revenge also disappeared. All that's left is puzzled. He walked slowly forward with a knife, and gradually walked into the darkness of the enemy.

When he walked about forty or fifty meters away, he saw the first body. Judging from the clothes, it was one of the people who had just fled. This man suffered a knife wound. Someone used a very sharp knife and extremely fast method to break his bone connection from his right shoulder to the left rib, turning him into a separate human figure.

Walking forward again, I still saw such a corpse. Either his head was cut off, or he was cut in half vertically, or his head was cut off diagonally. No matter what kind of injury it is, there is only one result: it turns people into a corpse that can't make a sound before death.

What's going on? Cheng Xing felt that he began to sweat behind his back.