Shenhao: I can modify the production date of everything

Zhang Yu turned sideways almost subconsciously, and suddenly a bullet almost grazed his scalp, and shot into the wall behind him with a puff.

If he hadn't dodged in time this time, no matter how strong he is now, he would have died from this shot. Fortunately, he had raised his spirit to [-] points and could perceive the existence of danger.

Then the body dodged almost subconsciously, only to avoid the shot.

He looked up and saw a man in black hiding on the edge of the dark warehouse, now getting up and running away.

There was endless killing intent in Zhang Yu's eyes.

He just wants to be a godly hero in peace, spending money every day, flirting with girls, why does someone always want to kill him.

"You must die today," he murmured.

Afterwards, Zhang Yu broke the legs and hands of Suansuan and the big man, and tied them to the pillars, waiting for him to come back to deal with them.

After tying it up, he quickly got up and exerted all his strength, like a thunderbolt of lightning, he chased after the black shadow beside the warehouse, bringing up dust all over the sky.

Gu Suan looked at Zhang Yu's disappearing figure behind him, his eyes flickered, Lao Zheng might take advantage of his unpreparedness to kill Zhang Yu, others regarded Lao Zheng as a sniper, and his melee skills were mediocre.

But only Suansuan knows that Lao Zheng's fist skills are not much lower than his own, and Lao Zheng has a hidden weapon in his hand. If he is mentally calculating or not, it is possible to succeed in killing.

"boom."

"boom."

"boom."

In an instant, the sound of heavy footsteps spread throughout the entire warehouse, like death's scythe, making the man in black running in front tremble with fear.

Old Zheng turned his head back, looking at Zhang Yu who was getting closer and closer, he was shocked.

How could this man run so fast, he had run so far, yet he could still keep up with him.

Facing the threat of death, he felt a bitterness in his heart. He thought it was a good job at first.

A few days ago, I was trying to find him, saying that he was here to suppress the formation, and he didn't necessarily have to make a move, so he just gave 500 million, and he agreed after thinking for a while.

When he arrived at the scene today, he felt more relieved when he saw those masters. Maybe he really didn't need to do it himself.

But who would have thought that this young man was like a god of killing, he raised his knife and dropped it swiftly, and no scholar like a god of war was his opponent.

Lao Zheng fled wildly in a panic, and unknowingly ran to the forest where he "killed" the last time. .

Another 3 minutes passed.

Why did the sound of footsteps disappear? Old Zheng looked back nervously.

In the quiet and lonely grove, there is no one there, only the leaves fluttering in the sky and the roots of the trees criss-crossing the ground.

Could it be that he couldn't keep up at last? It's very possible. After a big battle before, he was probably injured. Even if he wasn't injured, he was probably exhausted.

Old Zheng gradually felt relieved, but he still didn't stop in his tracks. It's because today's young people are too intimidating to him.

While running away, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Lao Zheng.

"Looking at the fallen leaves dancing in the sky, how about playing the accompaniment for your grave?" Zhang Yu smiled, and then took a fallen leaf.

Well, full of the taste of the years.

Lao Zheng was dumbfounded for a moment, and there was a storm in his heart, when did this young man run in front of him.

Although he was terrified inside, he was not completely desperate because he still had a hole card.

This hole card had helped him escape two fatal crises before, and this time it must be okay.

He took out the gun on his back, threw it three meters away, and then knelt down: "I just take people's money to eliminate disasters for others, can you let me go, I will use all my money to buy my life .”

In time, he had a hole card that could turn the tables, but he still didn't want to fight this young man for his life. It would be the best if he could let him go. The money can be made again, but there is only one life.

Looking at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him, Zhang Yu struggled inwardly.

Whether to kill or not to kill, although the killing intent was rampant in his heart before, but at this time, he was a little bit reluctant to do so.

After all, he was a living being, and he had never killed anyone before, so he was very sad about this hurdle in his heart.

Just when Zhang Yu was struggling, the eyes of Lao Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, flickered wildly, and a trace of killing intent emerged from the corners of his eyes.

He raised his arm slightly, adjusted the position inadvertently, so that the sleeve was facing Zhang Yu's throat.

Then, he lightly squeezed a button in the pocket of his trousers, and a silver needle flashing green came straight to Zhang Yu's throat.

There was a strange light shining on the silver needle, and it was covered with blood-sealed throat poison at first glance. It was extremely fast, as if traveling through time and space, and it reached Zhang Yu's throat in the blink of an eye.

Just when the poisonous needle was about to shoot through Zhang Yu's throat and send him back to the west, Zhang Yu flashed suddenly, and the poisonous needle pierced a big tree behind him.

In just a moment, the big tree seemed to have been devastated by tens of millions of years. The big tree withered quickly, and countless fallen leaves fell in the wind, and were blown to the two of them by the strong wind.

"I'm still too kind. A person like you is not a pity to die." Zhang Yu's eyes no longer had the violent killing intent before, but were relieved and determined.

His previous attention had been on the kneeling Old Zheng, and all the small movements of Old Zheng's careful movement of his arms were taken into his eyes.

How could it be possible to capsize twice in one place? Zhang Yu discovered Lao Zheng the first time he shot the poisonous needle.

With his current strength, as long as he is not attacked by surprise, a hidden weapon of this level can't hurt him at all.

Old Zheng smiled miserably, and instead of begging for mercy, he stood up.

"Come on, let me feel the strength of reaching that realm."

Since it was death, he had to die standing up, and before he died, he had to feel the state he couldn't ask for.

After Lao Zheng finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhang Yu, his kung fu was completely different from his identity.

His identity is that of a S-hand, a S-hand with a cold gun in the distance, and his punching style is straight, and the epee has no edge, which seems to be the way of Shaolin Temple tossing a steleman.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yu shot with all his strength and hit Lao Zheng's fist with a punch.

"Ah." In an instant, a scream spread throughout the forest.

Old Zheng's arm was bent at a strange angle, and with one punch, Old Zheng's right hand was completely broken. He gritted his teeth, and hit Zhang Yu's forehead with his left fist again.

With Zhang Yu's shot again.

All the bones in Lao Zheng's left hand were broken, shattered, and blood flew everywhere.

He fell to the ground, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, closed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Let me give you a good time." Zhang Yu looked at Lao Zheng who gave up resistance, and said slowly.