Apocalyptic Forecast

Under the deep night, the winding road was completely dark, and only the staggered high beams illuminated the countless staggered figures. Amidst the harsh screams and roars, the unceasing silhouettes of hideous shadows reflected on the blood-stained asphalt road.

　　 knocked down the first ten people in less than half a minute. Those who flew upside down screamed and fell to the ground, convulsing unable to get up. Then, knocking down the next ten people, it took forty seconds.

　　 then, one minute, two minutes...

　　 "Forty-one, forty-two, forty-three! Forty-three..."

　　 Forty-three full punches, ignoring the sticks and blades that fell on his forehead and body, Ueno panted vigorously, raising his eyes to look at the enemy in front of him.

　　 They swayed in the cold light of the car lights, surrounded by them, like monsters flaring their teeth and claws in the dark.

　　 can't see where the person is, only a shadow of change flashes in front of him.

　　 "Go to hell, monster!" Someone jumped up and hit his forehead with a baseball bat with a nail in his hand. Amidst the turmoil, his eyes grew slightly dizzy.

　　 Then, the bat was held.

　　 Ueno raised his hand, lifted the ball stick in his hand, and brought the person on the other end, looked up at the blank face, grinned: "So you are here..."

　　 In midair, the bat was pulled out, aimed at his forehead, and slashed.

　　 The sound of the ball stick and the broken bones overlapped.

Forty-four!

　　 Ueno roared.

　　 "Come again!" He screamed: "Come again!"

　　 Then, forty-five, forty-six, forty-seven!

　　 The cruel count continues!

　　 But those roaring voices are gradually moving away, as if they become blurred with the world that is gradually becoming a cluster.

　　 In the end, only the monotonous and persistent counting is left.

　　 "Sixty one... Sixty two... Sixty three... Sixty three... Sixty three..."

　　 In his groggy dullness, Ueno stepped forward stiffly, his blood-red eyes out of focus stared at the enemy in front of him, staring at the pale twitching face.

　　 There was a sharp sound of friction between tires and the ground, and the lights were approaching quickly. Then, the sky and the earth began to spin and sway quickly.

　　 The earth suddenly jumped up and hit his forehead.

　　 He rolled and fell to the ground. He heard screams in the distance. Someone pushed the car door and cheered excitedly: "He's dead! He's dead! That monster is dead!"

　　 He stared blankly, not understanding what was going on.

　　 What, am I dead?

　　 "Not yet, Ueno." The man sitting beside him said, "You are still alive."

　　 Am I still alive?

　　 "Yeah, aren't you breathing?" The man lowered his head and looked at him, full of praise: "It's not over yet, you can't fall down here."

　　 Am I down?

　　 "Yes, the enemy is still in front of you, Ueno."

　　 The expectant voice came: "Can you continue to fight?"

　　 Amidst the confusion and dizziness, Ueno listened blankly and couldn't help laughing.

no answer.

　　 Only the fist with the twisted finger tiger slowly raised, with the blood-stained scarlet, from the screams and roars, the cold light bloomed, illuminating every pair of fearful eyes. ‘

"come."

　　 Ueno grinned, showing the shark's teeth, and grinning happily at everyone-tell them that it is not over yet, I can continue to fight!

sixty-four!

　　 It was a sharp punch.

　　 The intermission is over, everyone... the cruel count begins again!

　　 Since then, there has been no more sound, the roar disappeared, and the wailing disappeared. All that was left was the cracking sound when the bone and the bone collided, and the fine low noise when the blood and blood merged.

　　 "Nine-one... Ninety-one..."

　　 At the end of the final, the blood-stained man stepped forward, his hollow eyes staring at the last enemy in front of him, and he showed a terrifying frantic smile.

　　 ignored him and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy in horror.

　　 shook the last iron fist.

　　 The high-pitched screams spread and pierced the deep night. The kneeling enemy closed his eyes in despair, but he did not usher in the expected terrifying impact for a long time.

　　 When the person opened his eyes, he saw the fist hovering in front of him.

　　 The last strength of the end of the crossbow, when it falls, it is not enough to touch the last opponent.

　　 Only a ray of blood dripped from the broken finger tiger, and it fell on his face, with great power, crushing the last line of reason.

　　 The man slumped on the ground, convulsing, and water spread from under his crotch. In front of an opponent who looked like an evil spirit Shura, he no longer had the courage to raise a weapon.

"ninety two."

　　 The voice from behind Ueno painted the final rest for this struggle. When he looked back blankly, he saw a smile from the group leader.

　　 "Congratulations, Ueno." Huai Shi said, "I can be alone."

　　 Ueno was stunned for a long time, opening his mouth to say something, but he didn't even have the strength to support his body, and he staggered down.

　　 Huaishi stretched out his hand, carried his arm, and propped him up.

When 　　 turned around, he saw the cars parked in the distance on the mountain road behind him.

　　 Those alliance members who returned after the dinner...

　　 Just far away, the group leaders smoked in silence and stood quietly in the dark, witnessing the beginning and end of this struggle.

　　 Soon, there was crisp applause, not only from where it came from, but soon, the applause spread.

　　 Abandoning prejudice and unhappiness, these men who belonged to the extreme way offered gifts in the most straightforward way to celebrate the completion of this tragic trial.

　　 The birth of a real man.

　　 "Did you see it, Ueno? These are all applause for you." Huaishi turned her head and told him earnestly: "Today you are amazing."

　　 It is true that the Dark Crow can enter Ueno's body through the power of the young commander, multiplying his power without fear. But this power is not endless.

　　 Starting from the fortieth person, the source quality and power bestowed by the Iron Crow have been exhausted, and what remains is only vigorous vitality.

　　 Since then, everything Ueno has done... comes from his own will.

　　 This is a miracle that belongs to him alone.

　　 When Ueno woke up again, it seemed that a long time had passed. He had returned to the car, as if he had had a long dream, opening his eyes and wondering what happened.

　　 This time, it was Huaishi driving the car, and he was sitting in the co-pilot.

　　 In drowsiness and sleepiness, he looked at the neon lights gradually passing by the window.

　　 "Boss, what happened to me, what happened to me just now?" He asked softly, "I seem to have gained a lot of power..."

　　 "It's magic, Ueno." Keishi replied.

　　 In a daze, Ueno couldn't help laughing: "Are you boss like a magician?"

　　 "Well, almost? The heart that believes is magic..."

　　 Huaishi said casually, flipping through the plastic bag on hand, and handing it over: "Drink beer? It's still iced, I left it specially for you..."

　　 "Okay."

　　 Ueno took the beer, enjoyed the cold touch in his hand, sniffed the scent of wheat, and smiled.

　　 In this way, I fell into a deep sleep in unspeakable sleepiness.

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　　 Before dawn, news of the explosion spread to the ears of the entire alliance.

　　 Just a few hours ago, under the witness of all the leaders of the alliance, the usual "Shark Man" Shiro Ueno single-handedly overturned the entire Kuroda group with an enemy of 92.

　　 Even the big guy from the Arakawa family was shocked and praised to the left and right: "You have to see clearly, this is the real man."

　　 For a time, Shiro Ueno was in the limelight.

　　 Even the Huaizhi group can't believe that the older brother Ueno, who used to drink and brag with him, is so brave, and there are endless people visiting.

Ueno, who was still bandaged on his hands and feet, leaned on the bed, happily telling others about his brave performance last night. When it comes to the excitement where the boss encouraged him, he also needs to pick up the beer on the bedside table. Take a bite and let someone add some ice cubes over.

　　 It always makes people think that he can drink the can of beer last night for a whole year.

　　 "Hey, by the way, where's the paper boss?"

　　 After repeating eight times about his own Yuto Kuroda group, Ueno patted his head and finally remembered this.

　　 "Ah, the paper boss is still in the office, and he came early today." A younger brother said, "It seems that there is something important to order. Today I will talk to the people in the group one by one."

"I've been there just now!" The person next to me interrupted, holding a banana in his hand and boasting excitedly: "The boss of the paper actually knows my name, and asked how my family's life is. My sister knows it. Oh, even the two stinky girls Naika and Yuzhi got gifts."

　　 said, took out the hard-covered crayon set in his arms and showed it off. Others would not like to touch it if they wanted to touch it.

　　Happy too much.

　　 "You must have a salary increase for this dog!" Someone looked over suspiciously, and immediately shot the table: "No wonder you are so happy, his mother's treat tonight!"

　　 "Tonight?" The speaker chuckled, "Do you dare to go if I treat you tonight?"

　　 "Ha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You stupid dare to entertain guests, don't I dare to eat it yet?"

"Don't you know? Mr. Zhaijian said that he has booked a place, and the boss wants to invite all the old members of the group to drink at night." The middle-aged smoking man flicked his soot and turned his head and patted the shoulder of the young man behind him: " It’s good to have seniority, you guys, Niu Dao, it’s useless to be envious. Let’s stay for a few years!"

　　 The yellow-haired young man called Niu Dao scratched his head in embarrassment, laughed, and waved his hands humbly, not daring to compare with his predecessors.

　　 Seeing the subject leave him, he smiled lively on his face, but the corner of his eyes couldn't conceal the contempt in his heart.

　　Envy? Envy a fart!

It seems like how envious you guys can eat, and the guy Aso, who has been out for so many years, has been bleeding and selling his life, the team leader may have changed several luxury cars, and he will give you a crayon. I'm all happy to be like this, I'm afraid there is something wrong with my brain.

　　 How do these nasty critics become the best?

　　 He began to doubt from the bottom of his heart, and deeply realized that he could not talk to the gangsters like Huaizhi Group.

　　 The phone in his arms vibrated slightly, so he found an excuse to go to the toilet and left the room. When I walked into the toilet and found that there was no one inside, I walked into the innermost area and pretended to urinate and answered the phone.

　　 "Why didn't you pick it up so late?"

　　 asked the voice on the phone.