Who dares me?
These words shook the surroundings like thunder, and everyone was stunned. Among the crowd, several people's eyes shrank violently, and then quietly retreated.
Facing Liu Mang who was so violent and wreaking havoc, they had no chance of killing him!
They can only retreat, otherwise, Rukawa Nagasawa and Jinpeng will be their fate!
At this moment, among the several tank trucks that had stopped on the bridge, several drivers looked ugly and wanted to leave, but they also wanted to take action, and even wanted to blow up the tank trucks.
Liu Mang's eyes turned cold, and he left the spear in his hand and threw it away.
Buzz!
Spear like a dragon! It penetrated directly through the front of an oil tanker and pierced the driver's body, staining the front of the car red with blood!
The remaining drivers had dull eyes and were frightened!
Liu Mang glared angrily: "Why don't you get out?"
Uh-huh!
The drivers trembled all over, rushed out of the cab in panic, and ran away!
"As expected of the God of Death! I am not as good as him!" Looking at the bloody river, looking at Liu Mang who was still standing on the bridge like a peerless sword covered in blood, young Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.
"Liu Mang!" A low cry sounded, and Qin Momo hugged Liu Mang directly.
At this moment, Liu Mang's body was covered with blood, but Qin Momo didn't care about the smell. She hugged Liu Mang tightly.
At this time, she kept crying, she was afraid that she would never see Liu Mang again. She and Liu Mang finally got together again. She was afraid of being separated from this man again, and she was even more afraid of never seeing this man again!
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"Momo, I'm fine!" Liu Mang gently hugged Qin Momo and comforted him in a low voice.
"Boss, your injuries need to be treated! It won't be good for a long time!" Gerile, who was covered in blood, walked to Liu Mang's side and looked at Qin Momo and Liu Mang hugging each other tightly. He hesitated After a moment, he whispered.
At this time, Qin Momo reacted suddenly and said in panic: "Gerile, hurry...send Liu Mang to the hospital, hurry!"
Liu Mang smiled softly: "You don't have to go to the hospital! Just get in the car. There are healing equipment and medicines on the car!"
In the car, when Liu Mang took off his clothes, Qin Momo covered her mouth and tears fell again.
The dense wounds on Liu Mang's body made her almost collapse: "Oh, Liu Mang, what on earth have you experienced??"
The wounds, with strange shapes, were all over Liu Mang's body, but at this moment, they seemed to be piercing her heart, making her heartache so much that she couldn't breathe.
"Momo, these are just minor injuries! Don't cry, I don't like my Momo crying!" Liu Mang gently wiped the tears from the corners of Qin Momo's eyes.
Liu Mang's injuries were beyond the ability of ordinary doctors to treat!
Because these are not ordinary wounds, but wounds left by magic weapons!
Rukawa Nagasawa's long sword, Jin Peng's 'dragon' spear, these are peerless weapons. The wounds they left are so hideous and weird that not everyone can suture them and treat them!
Only he, the god of death, can handle this extremely hideous and terrifying injury!
After comforting Qin Momo, Liu Mang started to take action!
"Liu Mang, you... don't you want to use anesthetics?" Suddenly, Qin Momo discovered that Liu Mang had no intention of using anesthetics.
"Can't use anesthesia! It will cause damage to some nerves!" Liu Mang shook his head.
No anesthesia, no pain relief!
Liu Mang just used needle and thread to suture the wounds on his body...
Stitching your own wounds
Qin Momo stood aside, tears rolling down her beautiful eyes. She had never seen such a brutal and bloody scene.
At this moment, she seemed to be able to imagine what kind of life Liu Mang had lived before!
This man's past experiences were ten times more cruel than she imagined!
She covered her mouth tightly, her beautiful eyes daring not to look at Liu Mang again, she was afraid that she would not be able to help but cry loudly.
At this moment, there is an ancient mansion in the Magic City.
An old man was sitting under an old locust tree, sipping tea.
He is clearly the god of the Long family, the third master of the Long family—Long Yunshen! One of the pinnacle figures of Yanxia!
Suddenly, a middle-aged man came over and said solemnly: "Mr. Long, Jinpeng failed!"
Snapped!
The tea cup in the old man's hand was directly crushed by the old man, and the old man's body trembled slightly.
After a long while, he turned around and said, "Where is Jinpeng...?"
There was a hint of sadness in the middle-aged man's eyes: "Jinpeng's corpse is being sent to the Demon City!"
Uh-huh!
The air is stagnant at this moment!
All the old man's movements and expressions were frozen at this moment!
The memories that have been buried in dust for decades are flooding back at this moment:
More than fifty years ago, on a rainy night, in an alley!
A street child holding a wooden spear huddled in the corner, shivering!
A young man passed by and asked, "What's your name?"
The child raised his ugly face: "I... my name is Jin Peng!"
The young man asked again: "Why do you live on the street?"
"My parents were killed, my family was ruined, and I had to sleep on the streets!" The child's eyes showed deep sadness and a trace of murderous intent!
"What is that in your hand?" the young man asked again.
"The heirloom of my Jin family is the spear 'Xiaolong'!" The child held the wooden spear tightly and his voice was stern.
"A wooden spear?" The young man frowned.
The child suddenly burst into tears and shouted, "No! It was originally a golden gun, but they took it away!"
The young man seemed to understand. He looked at the child: "Since you are homeless, are you willing to follow me? I can help you find the real 'dragon!'"
The child hesitated for a while, then knelt on the ground: "Jinpeng... I am willing!"
... ...
Forty years ago:
The young man was surrounded by dozens of black-clad guards, covered in blood, and in danger.
Suddenly, there was a roar of thunder: "Who dares to touch my brother Shen?"
A young man held a golden spear and galloped over on horseback. The spear was dancing. In an instant, dozens of black-clad killers fell into a pool of blood.
Thirty years ago:
A middle-aged man was trapped in a tight siege, and countless gunmen opened fire ferociously!
A young man covered in blood stood in front of the middle-aged man like a wall of blood. His eyes were like swords, scanning the endless killers opposite him: "If you want to kill my brother Shen, then step over my body, Jin Peng!"
Twenty years ago:
A middle-aged man stood at the top of the mountain and said to another middle-aged man: "Jin Peng, you have been with me through birth and death for decades. Now I am standing at the top of this hot summer, and no one will pose any danger to me anymore... When it comes to repaying kindness, you have already done so. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time!"
Another middle-aged man glanced at the spear in his hand that was stained with unknown amounts of blood. His deep eyes flashed through the ups and downs of the past few decades. Then he smiled: "Where Brother Shen is, Jin Peng is there. There is Shen." Wherever brother is, it’s home!”
"It's just that from now on, this 'dragon' may have to hide its light forever!"
Ten years ago...
five years ago...
Two years ago...
Two old men with white temples sat opposite each other: "Brother Shen, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, we would all grow old!"
"Yes, we are all old!"
A few hours ago:
An old man took out a spear that had been dusted for a long time and floated away: "Brother Shen, the roaring dragon has been silent for twenty years, it's time for it to drink blood!"
Unexpectedly, the separation a few hours ago turned into an eternity!
The former Jinpeng instantly turned into a corpse!
Recalling this, tears fell from the corners of the old man's eyes!
"No, Jinpeng! My brother!!" The old man could no longer control his emotions and roared in anger!
"Death! Death to my Liu Mang! I want him to be shattered to pieces! I want his head to pay tribute to my brother, Jin Peng!" The old man lost his former composure, his eyes were like blood!
Next to Long Yunshen, the middle-aged man responded in a deep voice: "Mr. Long, don't worry, I promise to bring Liu Mang's head to pay homage to Jin Peng before Jin Peng's funeral!"