Who dares me?

These words were like thunder shaking the surroundings, and everyone was stunned. In the crowd, the pupils of several people shrank violently and then quietly retreated.

Faced with such a violent and raging Liu Mang, they had no chance to kill!

They can only retreat, otherwise Rukawa Nagasawa and Jinpeng will be their end!

At this moment, among the several tankers that had already stopped on the bridge, the drivers looked ugly. They wanted to leave, but they wanted to take action, and even wanted to detonate the tanker.

Liu Mang's eyes cold, and the spear in his hand was directly removed and threw it out.

Buzz!

The spear is like a dragon! It directly penetrates the front of a tanker truck, directly piercing the driver's body, and blood stains the front of the truck red!

The remaining drivers looked dull and were frightened!

Liu Mang swept his eyes wide and said, "Don't you get out?"

Swish!

The drivers trembled all over and rushed out of the cab in panic, rolling and crawling and running away!

"I am worthy of being the God of Death! I am not as good as him!" Looking at the blood-stained river and looking at Liu Mang, who was still standing on the bridge like a peerless sword, the young man Xiaofeng sighed in his heart.

"Liu Mang!" A low cry sounded, and Qin Momo hugged Liu Mang directly.

At this moment, Liu Mang's body was covered with blood, but Qin Momo didn't care about the smell of the fishy smell, she hugged Liu Mang tightly.

At this time, she kept crying, afraid that she would never see Liu Mang again. She and Liu Mang finally got together again. She was afraid that she would never see this man again, and she was even more afraid that she would never see this man again!

"Momo, I'm fine!" Liu Mang gently hugged Qin Momo and comforted in a low voice.

"Boss, your injuries need to be treated! It's not good after a long time!" Gerile, who was covered in blood, walked to Liu Mang at this time. Looking at Qin Momo and Liu Mang who were hugging each other tightly, he hesitated for a moment and whispered.

At this time, Qin Momo suddenly reacted and said in panic, "Gerrile, take Liu Mang to the hospital quickly, hurry up!"

Liu Mang smiled softly, "Don't go to the hospital! Just get in the car, there are healing equipment and medicines in the car!"

In the car, when Liu Mang took off his clothes, Qin Momo directly covered his mouth and tears fell again.

The dense wounds on Liu Mang almost broke down. "Woooo, Liu Mang, what did you go through?"

The wounds were strangely shaped and covered with Liu Mang's body, but at this moment, it seemed to be pricked in her heart, making her heart so painful that she could not breathe.

"Momo, these are just minor injuries! Don't cry, I don't like my Momo crying!" Liu Mang gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Qin Momo's eyes.

Ordinary doctors cannot treat Liu Mang’s injuries at all!

Because these are not ordinary traumas, but trauma left by magical weapons!

Rukawa Nagasawa's long sword and Jin Peng's "Xiaolong" spear are all peerless weapons. The wounds they left behind are ferocious and weird, and not everyone can suture them to treat them!

Only the god of death can deal with this extremely hideous and terrifying injury!

After comforting Qin Momo, Liu Mang began to take action!

"Liu Mang, don't you use anesthetic?" Suddenly, Qin Momo discovered that Liu Mang had no intention of using anesthetic.

"You can't use anesthetics! He will cause losses to some nerves!" Liu Mang shook his head and said.

No anesthetics, no pain relief measures!

Liu Mang used needle and thread to sew on the wound on his body

Sew the wound on yourself?

Qin Momo stood aside, tears kept rolling in her beautiful eyes. She had never seen such a hideous and bloody scene before.

At this moment, she seemed to be able to imagine what kind of life Liu Mang lived in the past!

This man’s past experience is ten or a hundred times more cruel than she imagined!

She covered her mouth tightly, and her beautiful eyes didn't dare to look at Liu Mang again, because she was afraid that she could not help but cry loudly.

At this moment, the Magic City is an ancient house.

An old man sat under an old locust tree and tasted lightly tea.

He is the sky of the Long family, the third master of the Long family - Long Yunshen! One of the peak figures of Yanxia!

Suddenly, a middle-aged man came over and said with a serious expression, "Old Long, Jin Peng failed!"

Bang!

The teacup in the old man's hand was crushed directly by the old man, and the old man's body trembled slightly without detection.

After a long time, he turned around, "Where is the Jinpengren?"

A trace of sadness appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes, "The corpse of Jinpeng is being sent to the Demon City!"

Swish!

The air stagnates at this moment!

All the old man's movements and expressions were frozen at this moment!

The memory that has been covered with decades is surging at this moment

More than fifty years ago, one rainy night, one alley!

A stray child holding a wooden spear was curled up in the corner of the wall, trembling!

A young man passed by, "What's your name?"

The child raised his face, "My name is Jinpeng!"

The young man asked again, "Why are you living on the streets?"

"My parents were killed, their families were destroyed, and they could only sleep on the streets!" A deep sadness and a hint of murderous intent appeared in the eyes of the child!

"What is in your hand?" the young man asked again.

"My family heirloom of the Jin family, the spear 'Xiaolong'!" The child held the wooden spear tightly, his voice with a hint of sharpness.

"A wooden spear?" the young man frowned.

The child suddenly burst into tears and roared, "No! It was originally a golden gun, but it was taken away by them!"

The young man seemed to understand, and he looked at the child, "Since he is homeless, are you willing to follow me? I can help you find the real 'Xiaolong!'"

The child hesitated for a while and knelt on the ground, "Jinpeng is willing!"

Forty years ago

The young man was surrounded by dozens of black-clothed guards, covered in blood, and was in danger.

Suddenly, a thunderous roared, "Who dares to touch my brother Shen?"

A young man galloped on a horse holding a golden spear. The spear danced. In an instant, dozens of black-clothed killers fell in a pool of blood.

Thirty years ago

A middle-aged man was trapped in a siege, and countless gunmen opened fire!

A young man was covered in blood, standing in front of the middle-aged man like a wall of blood, his eyes were like swords, and he glanced at the endless killers opposite him. "If you want to kill my brother Shen, then step past me, Jin Peng!"

Twenty years ago

A middle-aged man stood at the top of the mountain and said to another middle-aged man, "Jinpeng, you have been with me for decades. I am now standing at the peak of the hot summer. No one poses a danger to me anymore. You have already repayed me. If you want to leave, you can leave at any time!"

Another middle-aged man glanced at the spear that had been stained with blood in his hand. His deep eyes flashed through the ups and downs of decades. Then, he smiled, "Where is Brother Shen, Jin Peng is there. Wherever Brother Shen is, it is home!"

"But, from now on, this '银族' will probably hide its light forever!"

Ten years ago

Five years ago

Two years ago

Two old men with white temples sat opposite each other, "Brother Shen, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, we were all old!"

"Yes, we're all old!"

Several hours ago

An old man took out the long-closed spear and floated away, "Brother Shen, Xiaolong has been silent for twenty years, it's time to drink blood!"

Unexpectedly, the separation a few hours ago turned into eternity!

The former Jin Peng instantly turned into a corpse!

As memories come to this point, tears slid from the old man’s eyes!

"No, Jin Peng! My brother!!" The old man could no longer control his emotions and roared in roar!

"Die! My Liu Mang is dead! I want him to be crushed to pieces! I want his head to pay tribute to my brother Jin Peng!" The old man lost his former calmness, his eyes as blood!

Next to Long Yunshen, the middle-aged man replied in a deep voice, "Old Long, don't worry, I promise to lift Liu Mang's head to pay tribute to Jin Peng before Jin Peng's funeral!"

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Chapter completed!