Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Blood shot out of brother snake's thigh like a broken water pipe.

"Ah! Come on, help me." brother snake screamed. In a short time, his adrenaline rose rapidly. He didn't feel pain, but his thigh was bleeding. This picture looks frightening.

"Brother snake's artery is broken, come on!" someone shouted.

People playing cards at seven or eight tables around ran over one after another. Someone went to the corner and took galvanized steel pipes and wooden strips, and cut a watermelon knife with a gap.

Another seven or eight people came to brother snake and took out bandages to wrap his legs. As a result, the blood could not be controlled at all. In a short time, a large amount of blood was shot out, which made brother snake's brain a little heavy.

"Go and kill him!" brother snake pushed the people around him.

"Kill him!" the man roared. Dozens of people rushed up and rushed to Jiang Wuchen. Matsushima Jixiang's legs softened, barking and his face turned white.

Only when Jiang Wuchen's hand held Matsushima Jixiang, did she feel less afraid.

The first few men rushed over first, and Jiang Wuchen put his feet on the man's chest.

Bang.

The man weighing 160 kg flew up like a sandbag, knocked over and fell to the ground.

To deal with these people, Jiang Wuchen didn't need to use vitality at all. He picked up a intact watermelon knife from the ground. Three years ago, the feeling of the age full of blood hit again, "ha ha, it's a little interesting."

Holding Matsushima Jixiang in one hand, Jiang Wuchen raised the watermelon knife and rushed into the crowd. The thin watermelon knife broke out the power that had never broken out since it was produced.

A knife went down and immediately cut off a man's arm, with blood mixed with rotten meat.

"Ah!"

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

Matsushima Jixiang almost fainted. He just felt that his body was completely stiff. He was pulled by Jiang Wuchen like a puppet. A steel pipe with a roaring sound smashed at her.

She was so frightened that her brain was short circuited that she couldn't dodge. She just closed her eyes.

Bang.

A metal collision sound sounded. Matsushima Jixiang's muscles were tight, but he didn't feel any pain. When he opened his eyes, the man's neck had been almost cut off by Jiang Wuchen, and the blood surged like a fountain.

"Ah!!"

Matsushima Jixiang screamed again.

The siege turned into a massacre. Dozens of men fell in a pool of blood. There were mutilated limbs and broken arms everywhere. The blood flowed all over the ground and cried repeatedly.

The watermelon knife in Jiang Wuchen's hand is full of gaps. The blood drops along the tip of the knife and shuttles through the traces of blood, but there is no trace of blood on his body.

The seven or eight men who helped brother snake looked silly and looked shocked.

A person, just a few minutes, chopped down dozens of people, covered with blood and broken limbs everywhere. The smell of plasma in the air is disgusting

It's not a man, it's a devil.

Brother snake pushed away the people around him, knelt down on the ground with a pop, and kowtowed hard. His forehead was broken and blood flowed out.

"Give me a chance, just once..." brother snake's voice was hoarse and almost cried.

As soon as the seven or eight men saw it, they quickly knelt down.

"I don't like killing everything. I'll give you three days to raise 80 million! Can you do it?"

"Yes, I promise to complete the task." brother snake's body began to get cold, his bleeding legs soaked all his pants, the ground was wet, and his brain was dizzy. He needs to go to the hospital immediately, otherwise... Let alone his legs, his life will be lost.

"OK, just finish it. Don't try to escape. Of course, as long as it's in Haichuan, you can't run away if you want to run." Jiang Wuchen said, "it's only three days. Grasp it."

Jiang Wuchen smiled and walked out with Matsushima Jixiang like a puppet.

Matsushima Jixiang's mind was blank. She didn't remember what Wuchen said all the way to the river. She didn't even remember how to get home. Until she reached the door, she suddenly reacted.

Jiang Wuchen has a faint smile on his face, "I'm home."

When he opened the door, Matsushima Jixiang slammed the door and locked all the three locks. Then he ran into the bathroom and vomited. He wished he could spit out all the toast and bread residue he had eaten in the morning.

In her mind, the bloody scenes just now lingered, the strong pungent smell of blood, scarlet blood everywhere, and broken limbs and arms

"Vomit..." Matsushima Jixiang vomited out again.

After a long time, Matsushima Jixiang, who was paralyzed on the ground, got up. Whether he is a strong criminal or a devil, the devil from hell!!

How can a person be so cruel.

Out of the bathroom, Matsushima Jixiang opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle of red wine. After opening it, he shook his hand and poured a goblet full of it. He immediately picked it up and drank it all at once.

A glass of wine could not suppress her inner fear and tumbling of her stomach. She simply drank at the wine bottle.

It was not until he drank up two bottles of wine in one breath that Matsushima Jixiang felt better under the action of alcohol. He sat on the sofa and fell asleep unconsciously.

The lingering picture in my mind kept flashing. Matsushima Jixiang dreamed that those dead souls came to her. If it weren't for her, Jiang Wuchen couldn't have killed it. Jiang Wuchen was the executioner, but she was the culprit.

"Ah!"

Matsushima Jixiang woke up in a moment of shock. She was in a cold sweat. The mobile phone next to her suddenly sounded. It was a wechat. She rubbed her swollen head and opened the mobile phone. The picture was shocking. What wechat uploaded was a picture of a human hand.

"Ah ~!"

Matsushima Jixiang's hand trembled and dropped his mobile phone to the ground.

She noticed that the account that sent the picture on her mobile phone was her brother Lingyi Matsushima.

"Er, big brother!" Matsushima Jixiang picked up the mobile phone again. The big brother's account has not been used for a long time. This time, he sent a picture of his hand.

But this hand is not big brother's. Matsushima Jixiang still remembers big brother's hand. A cook's hand is very rough, and big brother has a tattoo on his left hand.

Whether this hand is big brother's or not, it can at least show that these people are extremely despicable and cruel.

Seeing this photo and remembering the scene just now, Matsushima Jixiang suddenly felt that he was not cruel. In the face of these cruel social moths, dregs and shameless bandits, it seems that only more cruel means of violence is the best punishment for them.

If this hand is big brother's, even though she is very disappointed with big brother, she will still be distressed.

Matsushima Jixiang thought of Jiang Wuchen again in his mind, "he... Is not a devil. Compared with these people, he is a devil!"