In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Jing Mi recalled the previous explanation, "Fuyuki City's affairs are handled by Fuyuki people themselves, even if the city is destroyed, I will not take it lightly!" ', now it seems that there is a suspicion of 'really fragrant'.

Of course, Rosen's thick skin didn't even change his expression. He stopped, turned around and said coldly: "No, I have to take action on this person."

"Hide the strong?" Jing Mi also became serious.

"The pervert is pretty much the same. Originally, this guy could be ignored like a seaweed head, but it's a pity..." Rosen turned his head and smiled, "I'm in a bad mood after entering Asia and Africa." it is good!"

His hand was patted on the photo. It was a handsome young man with orange hair.

PS: I just finished watching the new show, and almost forgot to update it.Now the tree is chasing working cells, Qingyu Feiyang, Gu Aotian, diving clubs, and backstreet girls.

The Sirius tree looked at it and thought it was not very good. It is probably because the world view is too boring. The male lead's plasma non-mainstream hairstyle is also quite funny.

Chapter 260 Cool You MB!

The night was shrouded in darkness, and the entire Fuyuki City had fallen into silence. After many cases of disappearances or homicides, ordinary citizens dared not go out for a long time. The police invited half-heroic spirits to use magic detection to sweep the city over and over again, but to no avail.

Neon doesn’t have the anti-theft awareness as high as Tianchao’s. Thin wooden doors can’t stop robbers at all, let alone perverted murderers. In a room in an apartment in Ertama Town, there is no light at all, only the TV flickers on The flickering screen illuminates the living room.

The animal world is playing on the TV. On the grasslands of the African continent in the old days, the cheetahs are attacking the antelopes. They are fast, fierce, elegant, and kill with one blow. They can be called the most skilled hunters on the grasslands.

Accompanied by the miserable howling of the antelope, was the heavy panting in front of the TV.

There is no vast grassland, no dazzling sunlight, but the small living room can still become a hunting ground, and another hunter who specializes in hunting the same kind is constantly raising his knife to cut down.

puff-

The blood of the human beings who had been strangled to death splashed out, splashed onto the TV screen, splashed onto the photos of the newlyweds, and also...splashed onto the young man's face!

The strong smell of blood was like a stimulant. The orange-haired youth kept cutting off the opponent's head before he stopped. He wiped his face with the back of his bloody hand, and his face was immediately flushed with blood, but this guy didn't care. Take a closer look.

She was a pretty young woman with long black hair, but unfortunately her head was full of angry eyes.

"En." The young man nodded in satisfaction. The body under his body was neatly dressed. He was a man of taste, and ordinary desires had long been difficult to impress, but when he put the heads of the couple together, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"Another perfect work of art!"

Killed a man last night, went to a convenience store today to work as usual, and lived in the same room with the corpse at night. After finding out that the wallet was lost, he realized that something was wrong. After finishing the 'artwork' tonight, he would choose the next target.

'emmmmm, pick a single lady next time, it's too troublesome to break into the room. '

The young man shook his head, and ran to the kitchen to get out a can of beer like he was at home.

Blood was spreading on the floor, and the smell in the whole room was enough to make people vomit, but this guy was hiding on the sofa drinking beer and watching TV as if nothing had happened. Just when the cheetah was hunting again, his elegant and vigorous body firmly attracted him. hold his gaze.

He is over thirty years old, but he behaves like a naive child, with a 'holy' light in his eyes, clapping his hands and admiring when the cheetah opened its bloody mouth.

Approach death, master death, make death, sow death!Only in this way can we understand the true meaning of life!The truth of death!

He greedily sucks the smell of blood, as if he is the most noble artist, using life as material, perhaps there is nothing more luxurious than this in the world, after drinking the beer in one gulp, his emotions have reached the extreme, and he whistles:

"Cool~~~~"

"Cool you MB!"

Before he could recollect his death and sum up his killing experience, he slapped his face hard, and his whole body immediately spun like a top, and then hit the wall, even the white ash on the surface was shaken off.

No matter how hard you try, this is still a slap at the level of a heroic spirit. Slapping the head of an ordinary person is like slapping a watermelon, but the young man not only didn't burst his head, he didn't even fall into a coma, so he quickly got up.

His face was as swollen as a steamed bun, and his mind was in a daze. He could only see a European standing in the living room in the dim light, with no expression on his face.

"Yusheng Ryunosuke?" The visitor asked, as if he was a little surprised that he could still stand up, and said out of nowhere, "I see, the magic power is low but the spiritual power is strong?"

'Have the government spies finally arrived?But - it's not like the half-heroic spirit hasn't been killed before! '

Unlike those perverts who were full of coquettish words, Ryunosuke didn't say a word, and his hand twitched from the back of the waist to dangle the dagger, and his mental power gushed out!

There is no sign, and there is no energy fluctuation when the magic power rises. The spiritual power contains blood and hope, evil but pure. Yusheng Ryunosuke's pursuit is undoubtedly firm, and this kind of person is the most dangerous enemy in the new era !

It was like a breeze blowing, without much impact on the material world, but the spy in front of him stopped moving, and the young man drew his sword with a smile on his mouth, and had already decided to make this rare spy as his next work of art.

The two of them were only a few meters apart, even if ordinary people rushed over, it would only take a moment for the blade to approach, and one hand slapped Ryunosuke Yusheng's intact right cheek fiercely.

Clap—bang!

The slap was crisp, and the person who was hit fell to the ground immediately, even punching a hole in the wooden floor. Ryunosuke remembered it while the sawdust was flying, but the cold soles pressed him back to the ground.

"Just lie down for me, the ants! Also, I don't like people ignoring problems!" Rosen stepped on lightly, as if he was afraid of crushing his head with too much force, so he lit a cigarette and reached out to grab it. Ryunosuke lifted him up by his hair.

"I'll ask you again, is your name Ryunosuke Yusheng?"

In fact, he already has the answer, maybe it is nourished by blood, time seems to have left no mark on the other party's face, Ryunosuke Yusheng, who is in his 30s, is no different from his impression, and the mental shock just now was quite good. Narimiya Kiritsugu probably had his kidney pierced.

The man's face was in front of him, absolutely unfamiliar, but Ryunosuke smelled a familiar scent.

Blood?A lot of blood?

He was a little panicked, this was the breath of the same kind, the difference was that he had only killed dozens of people, but the other party had slaughtered hundreds of thousands!

It's like a good killer meets a demon god, the same killing, the quality and quantity are completely incomparable!

"I am..." His face was swollen like a pig's head, and his voice was a little vague.

"The young man is quite capable." Rosen smiled slightly, looking at the two headless corpses in the living room, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"It's a pity, the means and power are too rubbish! Kill the weak? Just because you want to understand the true meaning of death??"

One sentence made Ryunosuke's breath stagnate, because the man in front of him was qualified to say this, and a moral defender would only make him laugh.