The electric bike stopped at the entrance of the alley. A man wearing a black hat who looked like a delivery man walked in. He was nearly 30 years old, lean and strong, and had a capable style. However, he was a foreigner, with a white appearance that was obviously different from Fang Xiu's style. He walked towards the body that was partially buried in the garbage. At this moment, Fang Xiu's face was blurred, and the back of his head was also covered with blood. He looked extremely horrible, as if he couldn't be deader. The stench of garbage covered the bloody smell and made Fang Xiu's body dirty, making the white killer cover his nose. He seemed to have some mysophobia. The white man grabbed Fang Xiu's collar and lifted him out of the garbage. At this time, Fang Xiu, who should have been dead, suddenly opened his eyes. His sharp eyes revealed a cold light. At the same time, the knife hidden in his right hand that was difficult to find was revealed, and he deeply cut across the opponent's neck with all his strength. The sharp knife deeply cut the opponent's neck flesh, and the opponent grabbed Fang Xiu with one hand. This distance was not enough for him to react or make an evasive action. Blood splashed out and covered Fang Xiu's face. The blood dripped down Fang Xiu's face, staining Fang Xiu's clothes and eyes red. At this moment, Fang Xiu's eyes and expression were as ferocious as a demon from hell. The white man did not cover his wound with his other hand as a reflex, but pulled out a pistol from his waist to fight back. But just as he pulled it out, Fang Xiu kicked him out, and the gun fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. The man covered his neck and kept retreating, leaning against the wall. He looked at Fang Xiu in disbelief, just as he didn't understand why Fang Xiu called the police before, and now he didn't understand why Fang Xiu didn't get shot, why he seemed to have known that he was going to snipe him. "How is it possible? Uh... Uh... How can it be..." He covered his neck with all his strength, but still couldn't stop the blood from spilling. He spoke in English, and because the rhythm was too fast, Fang Xiu didn't hear what he said clearly, but Fang Xiu didn't want to know what he said, just admired his desperate expression when he was facing death. The opponent's vitality seemed to be extremely strong, and blood kept gushing out like a fountain. With such injuries, anyone would die immediately, but the opponent was able to hold on and did not die immediately. His eyes were full of fear and disbelief. He could not believe that he would die here, in the hands of a guy who was an ordinary office worker a day ago. "Ouch! I'm dying, dying, dying!" Fang Xiu picked up the opponent's pistol, with a gloating smile on his face, or it could be said that he was complacent. "This time it's your turn!" He found the safety position, opened it with his fingers, and then pointed it at the white killer's head. "Say... la la!" Fang Xiu's bloodstained face showed an exaggerated smile, the blood-red face and the white teeth set off each other, and his eyebrows raised frivolously. "Uh... Uh..." The mocking smile and the words that deserved a beating made the other party's unwillingness and anger reach the extreme. The hatred in his eyes seemed to shine, tearing Fang Xiu apart, but at this moment his body lost strength due to the massive loss of blood. Because his throat was cut, he couldn't even speak, and could only make strange sounds. At this time, the dying white man suddenly underwent some drastic changes. He swelled up like a balloon, his face became hideous and ugly, streams of green liquid oozed out of his skin, and black scales grew out from under his skin. His cheek lines began to appear on his face, his eyes turned a disgusting green, and pebble began to appear between his fingers. He completely lost his original human appearance. His wounds even began to heal, and his voice became terrifying and hoarse. "Damn it! I'm going to kill you!" "Kill you!" Although Fang Xiu didn't understand what was going on, he knew that the other party was going to transform! The villain died because of his talkativeness. Fang Xiu would not do such a stupid thing as waiting for others to complete their transformation and then counterattack and kill. Fang Xiu did not hesitate to pull the trigger when he first found something wrong. He backed away while shooting at the other person with both hands. The guy just wanted to pounce, but his head was smashed into a rotten watermelon, and then he fell to the ground. Fang Xiu was not reassured, so he shot the ground twice more, fearing that this monster was playing the same trick as before. After confirming that the other person was really dead, Fang Xiu began to search the other person's body and took away all the wallets, watches, and mobile phones on the other person. "What should I do with the body?" Fang Xiu looked at the body of this thing. It looked nearly two meters long and did not look like a human at all. This completely broke Fang Xiu's common sense about modern society. How could such a monster exist? Fang Xiu looked around and happened to see a sewer manhole cover. Fang Xiu lifted the manhole cover with force, then pushed the body in, and then covered it again. After confirming that there was nothing left, Fang Xiu took off his bloody shirt, wiped the other person's blood and the ketchup he had applied on his face, and then simply wiped the blood on the ground. At this time, Fang Xiu saw the black hat of the white man, picked it up, put it on his head, and then stepped on the other person's electric bike, opened the takeaway box at the back and threw his shirt into it, but he just happened to see the sniper rifle in the takeaway box. "What the hell did I encounter today?" Fang Xiu covered the takeaway box, started the electric bike with bare arms and drove away, the brim of the hat slightly lowered to cover his face, and sped away from this place that was like a turning point in Fang Xiu's life. ————————- Fang Xiu opened a temporary room in a small hotel near Dongmen District. Fang Xiu didn't dare to go back home for the next few days. At least he had to understand the situation and make sure there was no danger before going back. After taking a shower, Fang Xiu leaned against the window, lit a cigarette and started smoking. Looking at the cars coming and going downstairs, Fang Xiu felt a sense of fear and pressure at this time. Fang Xiu never realized that he had such courage to make such a crazy move, and he carried it out steadily and without panic. When facing the muzzle of the gun, he felt the bullet grazing past his neck, but he had no emotion at all, as if it was not himself who was in control of his body at that time, but another person. He killed a terrifying bloody killer just like killing a pig or dog. When he faced death, he was calm as if the one who died was not himself. The subsequent shooting, pushing the body into the sewer, and leaving were so smooth that Fang Xiu couldn't believe it. Fang Xiu felt like he was dancing on the edge of a knife. The key is that he danced very smoothly, like a natural dancer. Fang Xiu took a deep breath of smoke and exhaled: "Was I possessed by an evil spirit at that time? Or, deep in my heart, I have always longed for the extraordinary and pursued this kind of excitement and tension." Fang Xiu put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and then stood up from the window. "Now let's sort out my thoughts. What should I do next?" "First, figure out why the killer wants to kill me and what his identity is?" "Second, figure out what my ability to regenerate is all about!"