super hill god

Chapter 12: The Calamity of the Python in the Illusory World

Chen Yang stretched his head and looked out. Isn't this the gang of thieves on the intercity bus?

It's too arrogant, this group of people is really lawless, sticking to Chen Yang like a dog's skin plaster, no wonder since I got out of the car just now, I have always had a strange feeling, it turned out that they were being targeted.

It suddenly occurred to me that some time ago, CCTV had a law-enhancing program about the tragic story of a righteous man who was revenged. Although the perpetrator was severely punished by the law, the family of the righteous man was completely destroyed.

Killing and setting fire to the golden belt, repairing roads and repairing bridges without bones, this world has not changed since ancient times, and people's hearts remain the same.

This group of people can't understand their minds, revenge, naked revenge, and vent their happiness with the pain of others.

Chen Yang smiled lightly, but his complexion was as ugly as a piece of black charcoal, his sharp eyes seemed to be floating on glaciers, it was terribly cold.

Picking up the steaming steamed cabbage buns in the small bamboo basket in front of him, Chen Yang took a big bite and devoured the buns the size of a child's fist.This is the cheapest meal in this century-old restaurant. A cabbage bun costs only [-] yuan, saving money.

This group of people dare not do anything in public. After all, they are in public. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they can only be thieves for a thousand days. How can they be a thief for a thousand days? I can't live in peace.

Today's affairs, today's end, never leave the future troubles until tomorrow.

Half an hour later, the two of them had enough to eat and drink. Chen Yang found a star-rated business hotel and settled Xiao Mengmeng down, while he wandered aimlessly on the street alone.

Looking left and then again, Chen Yang's eyes were dazzled, and he went through one store after another, all kinds of goods, clothing, snacks, department stores, all kinds of goods, which opened his eyes for this country bumpkin.

Before he knew it, Chen Yang had already moved away from the central block, pedestrians became sparse, and the surrounding area was a bit barren and dilapidated, and some concrete bungalows gradually appeared in his eyes.

That group of people chased after them like hungry beasts, once they bite their prey tightly, no matter what, they would never let go until they swallowed the prey whole and turned it into a meal in their stomachs.

He has a strong desire for revenge, a fragile mind, and can't bear the slightest grievance. Once he is hurt, he will immediately show his fangs and claws, attack frantically, and return the color.

Such people are insoluble in society, and most of them have suffered from inner trauma, and most of them are reduced to the bottom of society, complaining about others, and finally going to the road of breaking the law and committing crimes.

Chen Yang didn't care what way he took, but if he got into trouble, it was just one word - hit.

Seeing the desolation around them, the few pedestrians disappeared, this group of people seemed to feel that the time was ripe, and with a swipe, a black van crossed in front of Chen Yang, almost sliding past his clothes.

The car door was almost kicked open, and seven or eight burly men came out in a file, blocking Chen Yang here. They all looked at Chen Yang with unfriendly expressions, and one of them was a man with a scarred face. He suddenly drew a machete from his back, the blade was shining and cold, and the situation was almost heading for the worst outcome.

"Yellow-haired boy, you have only eaten a few bowls of dry rice, and you dare to pretend to be the uncle, meddling in other things, if you don't leave a finger today, this matter will never end." The man with the scar face dangled the machete, with a sinister smirk on his face , disgusting like maggots in a cesspool, disgusting.

The other big fellows kept silent, obviously they meant the same thing, just like a cat catching a mouse, sometimes it's not for hunting, but just having nothing to do, playing and torturing the prey to its heart's content.Just to pass the time.

Completely destroying a person's body and mind, this kind of drama is no different from the favorite of this group of people. Living in the darkness of society all year round, their psychology has long been distorted and abnormal, and they cannot be regarded by ordinary people.

Depressed, extremely depressed, seven or eight strong men form a row, holding machetes, sharp axes, and sticks, they don't say anything, they just look at you coldly, and there is a sinister smile on the corner of their mouths, which is so impressive. be terrified.

The foreplay is enough, and it's time for a good show to begin.

Chen Yang took a few steps back abruptly, breaking the deadlock with a playful expression and a frivolous tone.

"Good dogs don't get in the way." The five simple words directly blow up this group of people, only to see their chests rising and falling like bellows, red faces, angry eyes with flames, and the air around them. There was a smell of gunpowder.

"Go!" The leader with a big gold chain around his neck spoke fiercely, like a ghost in hell.

As soon as the words fell, those strong men rushed towards Chen Yang like bulldozers, brandishing machetes, sharp axes, and sticks, screaming like ghosts and wolves.

But before he could take a step, as if blocked by a transparent wall, he slammed on the brakes, and they all stopped.

Unexpectedly, just now they came in a menacing manner, like a wolf and a tiger. For some reason, their expressions changed drastically, and they all stopped in their tracks, screaming in horror.

"Mom! Help!"

"Don't come, don't come..."

All the strong and big men were shaking like sifting chaff, snot and tears splashed out, mixed into a paste, and some fell to their knees directly, muttering to themselves, not knowing what they were talking about.

In fact, it's nothing, Chen Yang used natural energy to construct an illusion world, and this group of burly men is now caught in the scene of the reckless disaster movie.

Especially the leader, whose body was trembling like sifting chaff, a giant python about ten meters long, as thick as a bucket, and covered with purple scales emerged in front of his eyes.

Under the sunlight, the thick purple scales shone coquettishly, and a pair of cold and ruthless red eyes made people tremble, shudder, and full of despair.

The same was true for the other people, who were either swallowed whole by the giant python, or their limbs and heads were torn off, blood was splashed everywhere, and their bodies were torn to pieces.

Use violence to control violence, use evil to control evil, the law of heaven recurs, and retribution is unpleasant.

(End of this chapter)