"It's ugly."
Leaning against the riverside mill, Nero, who was wiping Yan Mo Dao with a rag, put down his hand, raised Yan Mo Dao, and observed its blade, "Are you, Yan Mo Dao? "
There was a dark red luster on the blade, which seemed to agree with it.
Nero smiled and said: "But there is no other way, isn't it? Those who dare not resist fate can only obey fate. In that case, no matter how bleak the fate they encounter... People, I know that as long as I work a little harder, I will never lose my life." I never know what I'm afraid of..."
She closed her eyes, listening to the mournful screams from the mill behind her.
indifferent.
…
…
"Is that so?"
Cook is not familiar with the terrain around the town, but when it comes to the abandoned mill outside the town, almost everyone in the town knows where it is, so it didn't take him much effort to find it.
The sun had already set, but from a distance, one could see a faint fire glowing from the mill, probably something like a fire water lamp.
At this time, two men were sitting not far from the gate of the mill. They held flashlights in their hands and shone around... probably waiting for their arrival.
Cook picked up a stone from the ground, moving smoothly, like a wild cat lurking at night, approaching the back of a man very quickly and silently.
He suddenly jumped up, covered the man's mouth from behind with one hand, and then hit his temple hard with his fist. The man's eyes widened suddenly, and he lost consciousness for a moment.
The man naturally couldn't hold the flashlight in his hand. The moment the flashlight fell to the ground, it caught the attention of another man.
Another man subconsciously moved his flashlight to shine on it, but at this moment he just heard something knocking on the other side!
He hurriedly followed the past again.
But this was just a stone thrown by Cook... The other man didn't realize at this time, something approached him from behind in the darkness.
He just felt a heavy blow, a very heavy blow, and before his brain had time to reflect the pain at the stamina, he had already cut off the nerve endings of perception, and fell to the ground.
In less than five seconds, Cook had already dealt with the two gatekeepers... He felt more and more that he must not be an ordinary person, but he couldn't allow him to continue thinking about this issue at this moment.
He walked towards the mill, planning to peek inside from the closed side window.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the wooden door of the mill opened suddenly, and Zhang Kun's voice was heard, "Laipi, bring me some water! I'm dying of thirst!"
Zhang Kun in front of him was naked, covered in sweat, and was wearing a belt around his waist. He looked a little tired... But Zhang Kun's eyes widened!
He saw Cook... This foreign man appeared in front of him silently in the dark night like an evil spirit.
That was the scariest gaze he had ever seen in his life, and Zhang Kun suddenly shuddered, "Lai Pi! Where are you guys!!"
He even took a step back subconsciously, but it was not as fast as Cook's movement. Without any hesitation, the punch with his cast-iron fist hit Zhang Kun's chest like a cannonball.
Even if this guy is full of fat, he can't cushion such a huge impact! The viscera and six internal organs suddenly felt as if they were overwhelmed! Zhang Kun even heard the sound of his sternum shattering!
Boom! !
His whole body flew upside down and hit the wooden pillar of the mill directly, almost breaking the pillar too! This is a wooden pillar thicker than an adult male thigh!
But Cook didn't feel the joy of hitting Zhang Kun at all, but stood outside the gate of the mill trembling slightly.
Inside the door... at the corner of the mill, the girl... Chih was blindfolded, stuffed with cloth strips and tied to the ground, and next to her, San'er was looking up in a daze.
Even the disheveled hair couldn't hide the desperate look on San'er's face, she just hugged her body tightly, and tightly grasped the tattered clothes with both hands.
On the arms, shoulders, and bare legs, blue and red injuries can be seen everywhere.
A threshold seems to separate the two worlds.
"San'er..." Cook called this name for the first time, and he subconsciously stepped over the threshold and walked forward.
"Don't come over!!" San'er suddenly yelled.
She clasped her head tightly with both hands, her body was shaking more and more, and screamed, "Don't come here!! Don't come here!! Don't look at me!! Don't look at me!!"
"San'er!" Cook rushed to San'er, hugging her tightly with both arms.
San'er fell on Cook's shoulder and wailed loudly, hissing his lungs and beating the man's strong body with his fists, "Why did you come... why did you come..."
"sorry Sorry sorry."
San'er stopped suddenly, and said softly and sadly: "Mark... I don't want to think about it... I don't want to think about this beast... I don't want to think about it, remembering it is right in front of Zhi...Mark, do you know... "
"It's okay, it's okay." Cook hugged more tightly.
"It's different... I'm different from you..." San'er gradually lost his mind, "It's different... Mark, can you take care of me? I'm so tired... so tired."
"San'er... San'er?" Cook only felt a slight tremor in San'er's body in his arms.
"Three!!"
This woman, now, a large piece of bright red is emerging from the abdomen... Her hands are holding a piece of firewood, and the sharp firewood head has turned it into sharp spikes.
"San'er!!!!!!"
Cook's eyes suddenly turned red, and his headache was about to explode. He covered his head with one hand, held San'er's fallen body in the other, and knelt down on the ground, his mouth almost splitting open... He couldn't help it. Make a sound.
A strong wind suddenly hit, and Cook instinctively waved his hand to block it, but the force of the impact was too great, causing his body to be knocked away at once.
It's just that the strength of his body has completely exceeded his imagination. Under this kind of impact, he didn't even stop, and turned over at an extremely fast speed.
In front of me was a guy in a coat.
It's definitely not a guy like Zhang Kun can compare... Cook instinctively felt that his body was on guard against this guy.
But the strange man in front of him, wearing a coat, a hat and a mask, looked at San'er who was lying on the ground, shook his head and said, "Is this really the visible ending? I thought it would be different and stronger. .”
"You... ordered them to do it?" Cook's voice became cold, it was ice.
"That's right." The strange man shrugged and said, "Are you very moved? I didn't expect this woman to be quite chaste. She felt sorry for you, so she ended herself. By the way, let me ask, there is someone who treats you like this." What is a woman's experience? Huh... you seem indifferent?"
Cook said indifferently: "No, I want to kill you, but I will not let you irritate me. Losing my calmness is not good for me... Even if I really want to kill you, I will not lose my calmness."
The strange man was slightly taken aback, then suddenly sighed and said, "Although I had thought of this kind of result before, but I still feel like a failure after seeing it. It seems that you really have a stagnant heart...forget it."
The strange man shrugged, and suddenly said: "In this case, it's useless to keep this guy... right?"
The strange man flicked his palm, and saw a cold light from outside the mill break through the window, into the strange man's palm, and then suddenly towards the crack on the ground.
But in the end, the cold light just slid across the floor, right where Chi was lying!
At the same time, after Cook rolled on the ground a few times with Zhi in his arms, he quickly stood up and rescued Zhi from the strange man's hand.
Despite this, a deep bone wound was left on his left arm.
"squeak!"
I only heard Zhizhi whispering in my arms, "Uncle Mark, where is Mommy..."
"She...she's fine."
"Uncle Mark... let's go home please... chee so scared... so scared... chee hurts... so hurt..."
Cook reached out and touched Zhi's back, tender... blood red.
"Oh, I seem to have hit it." The strange man laughed twice.
But Cook couldn't hear it... He didn't want to hear it by himself, calmly pulling away from his body, something hot was surging deep in his stagnant heart.
"Squeak, squeak!!"
"Uncle Mark... You can't see... It's so dark... Tell you... Mom, Mom must, must like you... Uncle Mark..." Zhiyu was weaker: "You... Be Zhi's father... Okay..."
The girl in her arms finally lost her breath.
Cook hugged her body, kneeled on the ground, lowered his head, and remained motionless.
…
It's been a long time... Cook is still motionless.
The weird guy standing not far away... Nero scratched his cheek subconsciously at this moment, muttering to himself: Did it go too far
Suddenly, there was a fiery reaction from the Yan Mo Dao in his hand, and Nero's eyes were fixed... a look of excitement suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Come, come... finally come!"
Wisps of black air, like smoke rising from a bonfire, emerged from Cook's body at this time.
The entangled black energy became stronger and stronger, and Cook just put down Zhizhi's body gently at this time, and stood up silently.
He looked at the person in front of him silently, and after a while, he said calmly: "Nero...you are too much."
"Oh! I'm back!" Nero stretched out his hand and tore off the disguise on his body, and waved Yan Modao in his hand, "It's finally not in vain."
"Excessive." Cook's eyes were expressionless, and his tone was indifferent: "I can recover by myself, so you don't need to meddle in your own business."
"It's boring." Nero blinked his eyes... But the pores all over his body were opening at this moment, and his body suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure. Both body and spirit are excited to a critical point.
This man, who was extremely indifferent both outwardly and inwardly... had never had such a murderous intent before.
Cook nodded, "Did the clubhouse send you here?"
"After all, you have been missing for so long. Of course those old people have ideas." Nero smiled and said.
"I will go back." Cook nodded indifferently, and then said indifferently: "After you are solved."
Then, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, and the black air wrapped around his body rolled his arm like countless raging tongues, Cook's five fingers suddenly opened.
This time he was not calm, like a volcano that had been sleeping on the bottom of the sea for thousands of years, erupting silently amidst countless undercurrents!
It was a hissing sound.
"g-bg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
…
In the lively and frenzied Pure Land of Bliss, Sun Sheng, who was immersed in this intoxicating atmosphere, was having fun on the stage.
Unexpectedly, the black stick he was holding on to shake his body suddenly erupted with magma-like heat, shot out from his grip in an instant, and directly pierced the ceiling of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. Disappear in the night sky!
"Brother Sheng! Brother Sheng!!"
The demons were terrified, and gathered around one after another, only to see the owner of the bar covering his lower body at this moment, with a pained expression on his face, foaming at the mouth and rolling on the ground.
…
…
The blood-red spear directly tore through the space and appeared beside Cook. The moment he grasped the gun body tightly with five fingers, a sense of joy immediately spread to Cook's whole mind.
But as if feeling the grief and anger in his master's heart at the moment, the spear instantly withdrew that joyful heart, and spewed out huge power instead!
That power destroyed the entire upper floor of the mill in an instant, turning everything into dust!
Nero suddenly held his Yan Mo Dao in both hands, his white head spread out, showing a ferocious look, and laughed loudly: "Here we come, we come... Hahahahaha!!!! It's finally here!!! !!"
From Yan Modao, there is also a huge force that can compete with it! Two extremely powerful forces blew apart the rest of the mill in an instant!
But Cook quietly stood in front of San'er and Zhizhi's corpses. Behind him, even though the power was so violent, this place was always as calm as a harbor on a sunny day.
"It will be distracting, Cook!" Nero was exhausting all his strength to stimulate the power of Yan Modao.
"Shoot... death thorn piercing." Cook whispered indifferently... the g-bg in his hand disappeared suddenly... but it was only a moment before it reappeared in his palm.
Nero suddenly stopped moving, and the berserk force from Yan Mo Dao suddenly spread out as if it lost its support, and turned into a circular air current, flattening everything around it.
Nero subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover his heart, looked at Cook, and seemed to be a little stunned, "So that's the case, no wonder none of the generals dared to provoke you... So that's the case, this is the case..."
A mouthful of thick blood suddenly emerged from her mouth, flowing out continuously like a spring.
Nero grabbed the handle of Yan Mo Dao with both hands, pierced it into the soil, and suddenly let out a scream, countless golden lights shot out from her body crazily at this moment!
A destructive force erupted from her body, turning into an omnipotent sharp blade, piercing through all her internal organs from the inside out!
In the end, she knelt in front of Yan Modao, leaning against the handle of the knife, and said only one sentence, losing.
He fell directly into a pool of blood.
…
Cook took a deep breath, looked up at the night sky, and then exhaled slowly. He walked up to Nero expressionlessly, and knocked Nero's body over with his spear.
The gun pointed at Nero's body and picked up her clothes, picking out the things hidden here one by one... including the life-saving medicine that God will dispatch every time.
He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Modao. The general was dead, and Yan Modao naturally needed to be recovered. Yan Modao, which had lost its owner, suddenly became rusty.
After casually installing Yan Modao, Cook hugged the bodies of San'er and Zhi, and after setting a fire here, Cook didn't leave silently until he saw that the corpses here were all burnt.
He looked at San'er and Zhi, and said calmly: "Although I can't be your relative... But at least, I can take you home."