City Summoning System

Chapter 43

Jiang Han shot violently, a scalpel suddenly appeared in his hand, and quickly passed between the necks of the two of them.

A tiny bloodstain gradually split on the necks of the two, and the blood splashed everywhere. The bright silver scalpel was not stained with any blood. Jiang Han pushed away the two dead punks and kicked the door open.

There are five floors in Amour, and each floor has different businesses. But at this time, it seemed that it had been arranged long ago. As soon as Jiang Han rushed into the lobby on the first floor, he saw dozens of people sitting there. , everyone held a long knife in their hands, and seemed to have been waiting for Jiang Han to come to the door.

"someone is coming!"

The scalpel fluttered up and down between the five fingers like a flexible butterfly, reflecting a sharp and cold light.

The tables and chairs were moved and made a slight salsa sound, and Jiang Han's thin figure was immediately surrounded by people.

"Boy, do you know what this place is for?" A burly man walked out of the crowd and said to Jiang Han with a sinister smile.

Jiang Han controlled his breathing rate, only felt that the scene in front of him was like the surface of a lake with ripples.

The abnormality of the eyes lasted for less than half a second before returning to calmness, but the world in Jiang Han's eyes turned blood red.

【Cold-blooded】.
The breath became longer and longer, the complicated thoughts were eliminated from the mind, and the brain became unprecedentedly quiet.

Jiang Han didn't talk nonsense, he tapped his toes on the ground, and he floated in front of the big man like a feather, lightly waving the scalpel in his hand, and everyone present felt a bright white glow flashing in front of them.

The red and warm blood was sprayed wantonly, Jiang Han's eyes were cold, and he kicked the strong man out with a strong kick, rushing into the crowd like a tiger into a herd of sheep.

The extreme dexterity of the fingers seems to have given Jiang Han the soul of a scalpel. The figure moved around in the narrow space, only to see clusters of blood spraying out, and he did not suffer any damage. Instead, the punks followed each other One was killed by Jiang Han like cutting wheat.

And at this time, above the fifth floor of Love.

Jiang Ran woke up faintly, only feeling a tingling pain in the head.

"Who are you?"

When he opened his eyes and saw the first scene, Jiang Ran found himself in a smoky room, and several tattooed men covered with black cloth were sitting with cigarettes in their mouths, puffing.

"Hey, boss, this girl is awake."

The flickering fire flickered, and a hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"Really? Where is the medicine, bring it to me."

"Here, here you are." The hoarse voice smiled: "When will Young Master Han be notified?"

"This medicine has an onset time of half an hour. After taking it for this woman, call Young Master Han to come over within 10 minutes."

"Yeah, I got it."

After the conversation was over, Jiang Ran saw a thin figure staggering towards her.

"Who are you? Where is this place? Let me out!" Jiang Ran panicked, and said with a bit of crying.

Jiang Ran struggled violently, but his arms and feet were tied, and there were bloodstains everywhere, but it was useless.

"Hey hey, don't struggle, little beauty, come on, eat something to nourish your spirit." A dry and strong hand suddenly stretched out, pinching Jiang Ran's smooth chin tightly.

"Don't. Let me go! You bastard!" Jiang Ran shook his head violently, his hair fluttering, but his cherry mouth was still forcibly opened.

Afterwards, Jiang Ran only felt that a ball of powder was poured into his mouth, and before he could spit it out, he was poured a big mouthful of water at a time, and swallowed it together with the powder.

"Cough, cough, what did you eat for me?!" Jiang Ran coughed twice, and said in horror.

"Hahahaha, feel it, the feeling of being burned with lust!" The hoarse voice with a crazy smile echoed continuously in the floor.

Jiang Han has already rushed to the second floor. At this time, he is covered in blood. The white sportswear he was wearing when he came here has been completely stained with blood. His whole body exudes a pungent bloody smell. The Shura who came out was frightening.

There was already a faint red halo on the blade of the scalpel in his hand, which made people panic.

The cold-blooded state has lasted for 3 minutes, and Jiang Han already felt a little dizzy in his head.

But looking at the two dozen people standing or sitting in front of him, Jiang Han gave up the idea of ​​exiting the cold-blooded state.

The two parties clashed together again, slashing at Jiang Han with random knives. Before he could dodge, a long and narrow wound was torn open on Jiang Han's back.

The passing of blood aroused the ferocity in Jiang Han's heart even more, his eyes were red, and he rushed towards the third floor regardless of life and death.

Outside the love bar, a woman with a charming figure leaned against the car door, looking at Zhang Qing who was carrying a long knife.

"Yo yo yo, isn't this Zhang Qing? Why are you here?" The enchanting woman covered her red lips with one hand and said with a smile.

Zhang Qing's expression didn't change at all, he glanced at the gate of love affair quietly, and could vaguely smell blood from the air.

"Why didn't you stop him?" Zhang Qing said in a low tone.

The enchanting woman snorted: "His temper is not gentle at all, and my sister is not happy."

"You are so stupid!" Zhang Qing scolded with a cold face, and rushed in directly towards the gate of love.

"What are you pulling, it's not cute at all!" The enchanting woman stomped her feet on the spot, and then sighed resentfully: "Forget it, let's go and have a look, who made you my little enemy?"

Afterwards, the woman's figure was erratic like a ghost, and flashed into the door that Zhang Qing hadn't closed yet.

As soon as she walked into the lobby on the first floor, the enchanting woman covered her red lips, her beautiful eyes widened and she froze in place.

"Oh my God"

There were corpses all over the place, all of them had their throats cut with a knife, blood was splashed everywhere, and the pungent smell of blood lingered in the air and lingered for a long time.

"That kid is ruthless enough!"

And at this time, Jiang Han, who was blocking and killing gods all the way, and Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, met his first opponent.

It was a man in a tight suit with his face covered, but he walked like a dragon and a tiger, with great momentum.

"Death!" No one on both sides was talking nonsense, the man rushed to Jiang Han with one speed, stretched his hand to his waist, a bright white horse crossed the sky, and the sound of the sword being unsheathed suddenly sounded.

For a moment, Jiang Han only felt his scalp go numb. The scalpel was raised, and a series of sparks rubbed against the blade of the sword. Trembling with great force, Jiang Han hurriedly took two steps back.

The man held a sword flower, his whole momentum changed, and he rushed towards Jiang Han with mysterious steps.

Jiang Han forced himself to take a breath and just wanted to go forward, but he only felt a strong wind coming from behind him.

"Jiang Han, you go upstairs, I'll deal with this man!" Zhang Qing's calm voice suddenly sounded, the sword in the man's hand was instantly blocked by a black light, the man took two steps back, Zhang Qing had already blocked his way.

"Here comes another one to die!" The man didn't care, and pointed the tip of his sword at Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing was expressionless, and snorted coldly: "How dare you be so arrogant in the early stages of dark energy?"

Jiang Han took a deep look at Zhang Qing and rushed towards the third floor.

"Zhang Qing, the previous grievances are wiped out, this time, I, Jiang Han, owe you a favor!"

(End of this chapter)