"Damn thing! It's you again! Why do you keep pestering me!"

"Ahhhhhh!!! He Yunwei! Why did you push me!!!"

A sharp voice is sharper than any verbal attack.

He Yunwei's eyes were as wide as copper bells, he opened his bloody mouth, teeth exposed, and roared.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Shut up!"

The parrot's squirming behavior aroused He Yunwei's anger.

His broken arm swung out in the next moment like Piccolo's long hand in Dragon Ball.

Black blood spurted out, twisting and turning the white blood and gradually smearing it black.

Punch after punch on its body,

The village chief's arms were twisted again and again, with a ferocious smile and ferocious eyes.

He didn't seem to feel the pain, he just hit the face that was twisting and laughing again and again.

It laughs so disgustingly!

He couldn't help but think of the faces of those he killed.

Damn it!

It deserves to die!

Why should you learn to speak like them!!!

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

The village chief punched it hard! When it hit it, the terrifying force even caused cracks in the ground.

His eyes were red, filled with bloodthirsty, and he punched the ground harder than the last, venting the anger deep in his heart.

At this time, he had forgotten everything, only filled with hatred and endless anger.

boom!

His fist hit the ground hard, and the village chief's body suddenly shook, and blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

"ah......"

He looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound was as eerie and terrifying as coming from the Nine Nether Abyss, making people shudder.

The next moment, the village chief began to tremble all over, his cheeks turned red, and the veins on his forehead popped out, as if they were about to burst out at any time. He was extremely ferocious and terrifying.

"Why......"

"Why?"

He Yunwei looked up to the sky and roared, his voice extremely sad: "Why can't you die!"

After watching the twisting and turning for a long time, the village chief's limbs began to twist and his head shook uncontrollably from side to side.

It breaks off from head to toe and grows suddenly!

He Yunwei is like an unbeatable God of War.

In a way, he's more like a ghost than a wriggling creature.

It was twisting and turning and still twisting. It seemed to have its eyes on He Yunwei and it didn't look like it was going to chase Zhang Feng at all.

He Yunwei knew that he couldn't kill it, so he had no intention of getting into more trouble with it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as He Yunwei moved, he twisted around and blocked his path.

"..."

He Yunwei's eyes widened in anger, and the corners of his eyes were bleeding.

He raised his head and glared at Zhang Feng who was walking away, then focused on his squirming body.

He must drive this unfortunate thing away before he can chase another unfortunate thing!

Zhang Feng didn't look back. He didn't know the love and hatred between the two people behind him, let alone how they were connected.

Anyway, he made the right bet with his sixth sense.

There is no doubt that the goddess of luck is standing behind him this time.

He rang the soul bell at the moment when he was twisting and attacking.

A lifelike skull is engraved on the surface of the bell, which lights up with golden light as Zhang Feng shakes!

When the sacred and majestic wave suddenly spread, Zhang Feng knew that twisting and turning would temporarily change the enemy unit into his friendly force.

At least he was safe while the ringtone effect disappeared.

As for what happens next?

Twisting and twisting and He Yunwei have become one with each other on a physical level. One of these two ghosts must be injured.

No matter who wins, he profits.

This is called: the snipe and the clam compete with each other and Zhang Feng wins!!

But these are not things he can enjoy now. His main goal is to run to the village gate.

Only then can he have the right to compete with He Yunwei.

He didn't think that twisting and turning could kill He Yunwei.

Since the dead old man can survive under its hands for so long, he must have some abilities.

But there are no absolutes in the world, and Brother Nie might just explode and drive a dump truck and kill the old man.

I hope the village chief can come to him alive.

After all... Zhang Feng felt really uncomfortable if he was not rewarded with a thunder talisman.

As the saying goes, friends come from far away!

He must first suffer his mind and strain his muscles and bones.

Then starve his skin, deplete his body, mess with his behavior, and then drive him away to another courtyard with dozens of whips!

This was how Zhang Feng treated his guests before leaving.

Although Zhang Feng forgot that he was a guest, this did not affect his desire to give He Yunwei a big gift before leaving.

Damn you! You are such a bastard. Chop up my brothers, eat my siblings, and saw my wife. If I hit you with thunder, I will give you an advantage!

Even though none of them died in the true sense, the pain before death was real.

It is not a gentleman to not avenge this kind of revenge, Zhang Feng cannot swallow this breath!

Again, this is his response to his original selfish cowardice.

If Liu Rui had gone underground with him, if he hadn't stopped because of fear, Liu Rui might have...

Won't die...

"Huh...huh..."

Controlling his breath, Zhang Feng shook off the things in his mind and focused on running.

He found that his body seemed to become lighter and lighter as he ran.

Zhang Feng knew that he had exceeded his limit during strenuous exercise.

The activity of his internal organs is improving, the oxygen supply is increasing, the blood lactate concentration is decreasing, and his energy is gradually regaining his spirits!

All the discomfort just now seemed to have disappeared.

A lot of sweat soaked his clothes and stuck to his skin.

As he ran, the cold wind penetrated his clothes and scratched his skin, as if another pair of hands were caressing his body.

Zhang Feng felt that he was running more smoothly and was full of energy.

Time passed, and Zhang Feng finally came to the door of Hope Village again.

The front is the place where everything can end.

But...what he saw in front of him gradually stopped Zhang Feng.

He looked solemn and breathed shallowly.

Under the moonlight, Zhang Feng looked towards the outside of the village.

Countless headless evil spirits lined up in an orderly manner at the entrance of Hope Village.

The blood under their feet gathered into a blood pool, and their feet were stuck in it, motionless.

Their clothes were covered with blood, and what they were holding in their hands... were their own heads.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes stared like this, watching Zhang Feng.

It's like... they are waiting for Zhang Feng to step out of Hope Village.

That way, they can tear Zhang Feng into pieces and devour him.
To be continued...