Chapter: 2687

He suddenly felt a large amount of warm liquid splashing on his head, looked up in a daze, and saw a bloody hand protruding from Captain Gao's chest, holding a bright red heart.

Captain Gao himself opened his eyes wide, lowered his head in disbelief, and looked at his chest.

Ye Youshen is good at assassination, he comes and goes without a trace, and it is easy to sneak attack a witch and Gu master at the extraordinary stage.

The broken heart was still beating, blood gushed out, the cruel young man did not die immediately, his brown pupils shrank into golden vertical eyes, his nose collapsed into two air holes, his lips widened to the base of his ears, his skin turned blue-black, and his growth Firm pimple.

His whole being turned into a humanoid, ugly toad.

Transform Gu!

He is going to fight to the death.

But just as he finished dissolving Gu, that palm suddenly clenched tightly, crushing the bright red heart, and the other hand inserted into the hole in his chest, tearing it apart with all his might.

The toad man was torn in two abruptly, as easily as tearing apart a paper figurine.

From the attack to the shredding, the whole process did not take more than three seconds. Li Zhengde's pupils dilated, but he was still in a state of sluggishness.


Captain Gao, who was revered by him as a god, could easily crush steel and kick stones, was killed just like that, as easily as crushing an ant.

It was only then that Li Zhengde saw the attacker clearly. He was an ordinary-looking young man, who belonged to the kind of mediocre person who couldn't be found even if he was thrown in the crowd.

"Forgive me, forgive me." Li Zhengde was about to beg for mercy when he heard a "click", and immediately saw his back and the corridor behind him.

Me, what's wrong with me? His thoughts flashed, and his consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

Li Zhengde, whose neck was twisted 180 degrees, suddenly fell to the ground, incontinent, soaked his crotch, and his legs twitched slightly.

Zhang Yuanqing heard the sound of the spiritual realm prompting him to gain reputation points and deduct moral points, but he didn't care. Killing an evil profession or an ordinary person is not enough for him to check the data.

Besides, if he kills this kind of villain, he will get a richer moral value reward when he returns to the Public Security Bureau to close the case.

And when he has accumulated rich moral values, he will not be so embarrassing that he will become a wanted criminal in the spirit realm if he accidentally kills civilians in battle in the future. Although he has been very careful not to hurt civilians, but the higher the level, the stronger the destructive power, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents.

The embarrassing situation of the marshal, the president and the club owner at the beginning is the best proof.

You can not do it, but you must be prepared for accidents.

Dark and viscous energy emerged from Zhang Yuanqing's eyes, staring at the corpse of the toad man, and summoned the remaining spirit body in the corpse.

He opened his mouth to swallow the spirit body full of surly breath.

Ten seconds later, after digesting the memory fragments left by the spirit body, he snapped his fingers and dissipated into starlight.

Far from the sand field of the green shed dormitory, under an excavator, a group of young and middle-aged men in vests and floral shirts stood or sat around a square table.

They are frying gold flowers, laughing when they win money, and drafting money when they lose money.

In addition to playing cards, there were stacks of banknotes on the table.

The most conspicuous one is a tattooed man, wearing a black shirt and jeans, with a gold chain hanging around his neck, with a cigarette in his mouth, squinting at the cards, sitting domineeringly.

"Fuck, garbage cards!" The man in the black shirt threw away the cards in his hand, then spit out half of the cigarette, and stamped it out hard.

The spiritual ID of the man in the black shirt is "Sage Gambler". He was a gambler before he became a spiritual traveler. As long as he owns something, he can put it on the gambling table.

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