The violent sword fairy pushing the world

Chapter 7 They want to kill me, they have to be dirty

With the sound of Shen Lang's footsteps, the two men carrying sacks in front of each other suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look backward.

And Shen Lang also saw clearly the appearance of the two of them.

The two men are about the same age, both in their 30s. One has a shaved head with the same style as Saitama, and the other has a cropped cut. Both of them have unique temperaments and fierce spirits. They are the kind of people who are not easy to mess with. a member of society.

At this moment, the distance between the three of them was less than 80 meters. Shen Lang could see the appearance of these two people clearly, but the two people on the opposite side obviously didn't have that kind of vision. He could only judge that Shen Lang was not very old based on their clothes and blurred appearance.

It only lasted for a moment, and the faces of the two of them suddenly became gloomy.

Among them, the bald "Qitama" had a low voice and a very cold tone: "Brother, that brat seems to have seen it, one is doing it, and the other two are doing it too, just silence it."

The inch-cut man could only glance at it, then looked away, and said calmly: "Can you see the appearance of that little kid on the other side?"

"I can't see clearly, but judging by experience, I am not very old."

"That's it, what can that little kid see after such a distance? Not to mention the imagination is wide open, guessing that there is a corpse in the sack."

The bald Qiyu was stunned: "Then let him go like this?"

The inch-cut man raised his foot and walked forward: "Of course...impossible, but it depends on his reaction. Anyway, our car blocked the exit. If he wants to go out, he has to come over. If he escapes, then you will To get rid of him, one is to kill, and the other is to kill."

"Big brother is wise!" The bald man flattered him without leaving any trace.

at the same time.

Shen Lang's adrenaline began to soar, but after hesitating for less than a second, he walked over resolutely and followed behind the two of them.

Inwardly, he thought to himself: "I can't escape, they already recognized my appearance, once I escape, it means that I have a ghost in my heart, and as long as I think about it a little bit, I can guess that I live nearby, even if I escape successfully However, this group of people's organization came to my door. I, a rookie who has just practiced martial arts for four days, is definitely not an opponent. According to the daring behavior of this group of people, they must be extremely cruel. Once they find out my information, kill me I am all light, and I will even hurt my parents, as well as the ordinary people around me."

"They have slowed down their pace now. They must be planning to wait for me to get close and attack me, a rookie warrior. People in this world are really insidious. I must preemptively attack them."

Thinking of this, Shen Lang's footsteps gradually became faster, and the two men deliberately slowed down their pace. In just a few breaths, Shen Lang was already within 30 meters of them.

Under this distance, he, who had thought of breaking through the third stage of Taoism, had greatly increased his perception, and he was even more sure that the person in the sack was a dead person. From these two men, he also felt a hint of malice that seemed vague.

This made Shen Lang more sure that the two planned to sneak attack.

"Brother, he is indeed a student. He doesn't seem to know anything about us." Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced back at the taciturn Shen Lang not far behind, and the bald Saitama lowered his voice.

"Well, it seems that we really don't know, but just to be careful, we will observe in the car later, find out where he lives, and see if he has any unusual behavior by the way. The current students are smart, and we may not be able to directly Call the police."

The inch-cut man was also a little relieved, he was used to being cautious, but when facing a student, he didn't think so much.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, knowing that the student was less than two meters away from them, the two men pretended to turn their heads inadvertently, scratched their heads and smiled, "Wait a minute, let's move away..."

next moment!
bang——

The moment the two turned their heads back, there was only a dull crashing sound, which was also mixed with the clear sound of bones breaking, and a large amount of blood mixed with a few teeth spilled from midair.

A fist hit the bald-headed Saitama's cheek in the back, and the entire nose was instantly collapsed, and the fist even sank into the face to a depth of two or three centimeters.

The bald Saitama, who weighed at least 70 kilograms, was stunned by this punch. He condensed his own strength into one strand. Shen Lang, who exploded with all his strength, sent him flying with his punch, and his body flew back two meters away, with a loud bang. He fell to the ground.

He lay there motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Without the support of the bald man, the sack carried by the inch-headed man also fell suddenly, and the blood in the sack penetrated through the cloth bag, soaking the ground.

The whole process happened so quickly that the cropped man in front didn't even figure out what was going on.

"Youngest..." The inch-cropped man looked at his brother lying in front, and subconsciously stepped forward to check what was going on, but when he saw his brother's current appearance, his face suddenly changed.

Bald Saitama's entire face was smashed into a pit made of blood and rotten flesh. The blood kept flowing out of his body and gradually spread to the surroundings...

He raised his head suddenly, and saw Shen Lang approaching him step by step with no expression on his face.

He felt a chill in his heart, until now he didn't even figure out why that student boy did it.

Even if you see them killing and pretending to be corpses, and your sense of justice explodes, you should subdue them and call the police. What the hell is killing them directly?

Could this be a warrior-level psychopath?
Shen Lang's face was gloomy, and he said in a concentrated voice: "You want to kill me, I can only be forced to fight back."

Inch man:? ? !

He opened his mouth wide and was finally speechless.

That's right, it's a neurosis.

When are they going to kill him? Although they did have this idea, at most they just monitored the student for a while to see if there was any abnormality in him. Killing him was only done after being exposed.

At least until now, his thoughts were all about surveillance.

But this lunatic made a direct move, and still killed him.

There are 1 MMPs in his heart who don't know when to speak or not.

"Mis... Misunderstanding, brother." The inch-headed man swallowed hard, trying to maintain his composure. A lunatic is not scary, but a lunatic who can kill his brother with one punch is terrible. "We are from the Black Tiger Gang." People belong to Boss Xiang Kun, you will cause big trouble if you kill me."

Shen Lang was shocked immediately, Xiang Kun, isn't that...

Then suddenly: "So that's how it is. You are here for me. He already knew that I was awake, so he sent you to kill people to silence me. You pretended to use the killing and dumping of the body to dissuade me, so as to take the opportunity to sneak attack."

"Fortunately, I kept a hand, otherwise the end would be miserable."

Shen Lang looked annoyed, yes, he knew that Xiang Kun was a local mafia boss with good hands and eyes, and the news of his discharge from the hospital had definitely reached Xiang Kun, so he sent two killers to block the exit, Just to solve him.

The inch-cut man opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the face of a lunatic, is it useful to say anything?

"go to hell!!"

At this moment, the inch-headed man suddenly changed his previous fear, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and rushed towards Shen Lang who came to him with a fierce face.

But for Shen Lang, who had cultivated the meditation to the third level, he had already noticed everything the moment the crop-headed man started to move violently, and he exerted force under his feet, pouring his condensed strength into his right foot.

Sneak attack, to deceive him a young man.

Then don't blame him for bullying the big with his little ones.

Lightning triple whip.

The first high whip kick accurately hit the right hand of the inch-headed man holding the dagger in the sound of breaking through the air, followed by a crisp fracture sound, breaking his wrist directly, and the dagger came out of his hand.

Under the fierce and ferocious eyes of the inch-headed man, the second kick came one after another and kicked him hard in the chest. The swift force made him fall backwards, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The last heavy blow of the side whip slammed hard on his temple, the dull sound was mixed with the sound of bone cracking, the inch-cropped man rolled his eyes, and slammed into the side alley wall hard.

When he slid to the ground, he was completely silent.

(End of this chapter)