Bring some shock to the world of cultivating immortals

What is the most terrifying thing for the evil people in Taiying?

Dark, bat, ass chin.

For a long time, Shangjing's "bat pervert in black tights with his ass and chin exposed" has been a legend.

Whenever night falls, when those evil thieves who usually like to commit petty theft or rape and plunder are out, there will always be a dark light appearing around them.

With a low "I am Bateman", the iron fist of arbitration will hit these people in the face, making them atone for their sins.

At first, the director of Jinyiwei who went to Beijing was very dissatisfied with this vigilante. He felt that this Bateman had been punishing evildoers day and night, and had gained a reputation of being too right. This kind of chivalrous person has always been unpopular in all dynasties.

But once during an encounter, the mask on Bateman's face was torn apart by sword energy, revealing the middle-aged face that everyone in Beijing loved, the director of Jinyiwei was relieved.

If it were him, fine.

In the following time, the safety index in Beijing at night skyrocketed. The originally busy watchman suddenly found that he had nothing to live for, and now he really only needed to watch the clock. Except for sometimes having to ask vigilante Bateman to collect the corpses of the gangsters, their work has become easier.

Then the problem is coming.

Why, why is Forrest Gump afraid?

"I think I know you."

Bateman turned his head, got close to Forrest Gump's face, and lowered his voice: "Have I seen you?"

The moment these two words appeared in A-Gump's ears, A-Gump's legs became weak.

"You look familiar."

Bateman slowly walked around in front of A-Gump. He stretched out his hand, grabbed A-Gump's throat, and said in a hoarse voice, "Why did everyone gather to fight?"

"I...we didn't."

At this time, A-Gump's calves were twitching, his whole body was shaking, and his voice changed, "I...we are just here, just here..."

A-Gump's eyes were like a big dye vat at this time, with red, yellow, and blue all mixed together in fear. He looked at Atui and Awen beside him as if asking for help, hoping that these two people could explain for him.

"We're not here to fight."

As the team's strength, Atui, who should be brainless, took a step forward and said seriously: "We are here for a vendetta."

"No, no, no, sir, please don't listen to his joke."

A-Gump's legs went weak and he almost knelt down. He quickly said: "We are here to compete in martial arts, yes, compete in martial arts!"

Hearing this, Bateman narrowed his eyes, came close to A-Gump's face, and sniffed vigorously.

Boom!

After grabbing A-Gump's head, Bateman's hoarse voice sounded like a reminder.

"It smells like lying."

Brother, are you a dog?

At this moment, the bald tiger who had been left alone finally couldn't bear it anymore. He looked at Bateman who looked like a psychopath in front of him, frowned and said displeasedly:

"You're such a weirdo, you're so ugly with your butt-like chin exposed, and you dare to disturb grandpa here. Are you looking for death?"

Upon hearing this, A-Gump smiled with relief.

Okay, the scapegoat will come to the door himself.

"What are you here for?"

With a slight exertion of his right hand, Forrest Gump lay on the ground, limp. Atui and Awen on the side suddenly became anxious, but they were stopped by Agan on the ground with a weak voice, and they stayed where they were unwillingly.

"Did you find Qianhu?"

Zhuge Qing, who was squatting in the grass, asked Zhou Li in confusion. "Do you believe me if I tell you not?"

At this time, Zhou Li was also full of questions. He didn't even know what happened, and he didn't understand why he still wore his perverted hood in Qianhu, Taiying.

Is he addicted too?

Wait a minute, why yes?

Just as Zhou Li was struggling, earth-shaking changes had taken place in that open space.

As a famous night knight in Beijing, it is obvious that Bateman's reputation has not spread in Taiying. In other words, no one knows why Forrest Gump is so afraid of Bateman, and the fearless behavior of an ignorant person like the bald tiger should be normal.

After seeing the disdainful look in Bateman's eyes under the mask, the bald tiger became anxious on the spot.

"You pervert, I'll hit you for dirtying your hands."

The bald tiger pointed his finger and shouted: "Come on, Xiaoliang, give them the whole life!"

The tall and lanky man next to him drew out the soft sword from his waist, and with a loud cry of "Go away, ignore it!", the man known as Xiao Liang stabbed Bateman in the throat with his sword.

Ding.

Xiao Liang raised his head sluggishly, and the soft sword in his hand was stuck in the opponent's throat without making any progress. The feeling of metal interlacing made his hands tremble slightly. He couldn't imagine that the soft sword in his hand couldn't hurt him at all!

Is he a monster?

"Assault on public servant...with intent to murder..."

Batman's low and sexy voice sounded. He stretched out his hand, grasped the soft sword, and directly squeezed the soft sword into a "strip" under the horrified gaze of everyone.

In novels, there are always masters who can crush a sword directly, but anyone who really knows the skill knows that the skill of crushing a sword into strips is definitely far better than pinching it in half. Therefore, after Batman showed this skill, these people suddenly started sweating.

Where did this monster come from?

"Damn, that's a tough idea."

The bald tiger growled viciously: "Friends from the Three Thousand Battalion, our collision was not very good today, how about we fight another day?"

"Who are you friends with?"

A-Gump, who was lying on the ground, sneered and said loudly: "Lord Bateman, I'm reporting that these three people are thieves who came to Liu Gong's mansion to steal things! After we broke in, he got angry and wanted to beat us, but you found out. !”

"Oh?"

Upon hearing Liu Gong's residence, Bateman narrowed his eyes and asked, "Really?"

"Whether I steal it or not is none of your business!"

Hearing this, the bald tiger was furious, pulled out his long knife and charged straight at Bateman. At the same time, he shouted: "Brother Dao, Xiaoliang, come with me to fight!"

"What the hell is this?"

Zhou Li, who was squatting in the grass, touched his chin and said with confusion: "Are the people from the Golden Snake Gang really so retarded? Don't they know Qianhu?"

"I don't know."

Tang Wan shook her head, saying that she couldn't understand this situation either.

While the two were talking, Night Knight Bateman had already killed the bald tiger. A punch hit the opponent's chest. Suddenly, the bald tiger howled and fell to the ground, motionless. And the useless knife just threw the knife away, turned around and left with a ferocious expression. Xiaoliang was also kind and sincere. After a sharp roar, he rushed towards Qianhu and then lay down on the ground.

Now, Awen and Atui finally understood why Agan didn't let them avenge him.

revenge?

Send your head!

Looking at Bateman who looked like a demon in the dark night, Gan Ventri began to feel fear.

no! Must run! (End of chapter)