These are beautiful hands!

The joints are distinct, white and slender. The blue veins are hidden in the skin and flesh and are not prominent. Even every texture on the surface is very symmetrical, as if it has been carefully carved by the Creator.

The dog-leg knife made of iron pieces moves left and right between the fingers and rotates rapidly, with a pleasing beauty and a rhythm that is easy to intoxicate.

The hilt of the dog leg is so rough that it even leaves rust that cannot be rubbed clean. However, the tip of the knife is flashing with silver light, and the iron is like mud. Every knife is just right, just cutting an arm or cutting someone's throat.

Blood is seen in the sword!

The knife is not stained with blood!

The blade is still crystal white, and there is no trace of red silk.

Because it was so fast that when it cuts the flesh and cuts off its limbs, the blood had not even had time to gush out and spread to its body.

The one holding the knife was a 14 or 15-year-old boy with a long hair and it looked like he hadn't been trimmed for a long time. Under the cover of the messy hair, you can only see half of the pretty side face.

What makes people remember most is those eyes, which are clear and bright eyes. This is hard to imagine, how could such eyes still exist in this sinful world where people are deceiving their lives?

From the first sight of the boys, I started to smile at them, with sincere smiles and even an irresistible enthusiasm.

Until he suddenly took action and cut open the throat of the bald man who wanted to step forward and take away the prey on his back......

At that time, the smile on his face still did not disappear and decreased.

Even more brilliant than before.

"Do you still want it?" Tang Fei asked with a knife in one hand and a sheep in the other, with a gentle smile.

It's also unfair to say that he was walking home with the fruits of today's labor, but he was walking on the way home without any trouble, but was eventually made into dumplings by a group of predators.

The so-called predators are robber organizations composed of a group of ruthless refugees who are strong enough and have enough physical strength.

When you fight the beast until exhausted and scarred, they appear in time...

They don't hunt, they are just porters of prey.

Move it from someone else to your own hands, or move it back to your own home from someone else’s home.

Burn, kill, rob, plunder, and do everything evil.

They asked the Tang bandits to hand over the prey in their hands. How could Tang bandits agree?

Now there are fewer and fewer edible prey around the human gathering area, and he doesn't dare to go anywhere far away from the human distance area...

If you give this red-horned two-headed sheep, your family will continue to drink the turtle soup.

The old thorn had been boiled in the pot for three days. The soup tasted light and tasteless. If it weren't for the time being picked up, the bones would have melted.

So, he made a choice without any hesitation.

The scar-faced man in the lead looked at the red-horned two-headed sheep, with fear in his eyes.

He knew that he had made a fatal mistake, and could he break into Hell Mountain alone and slaughter a red-horned two-headed sheep with one's own strength, but it was unscathed. How could they covet it?

He thought that there were many people on his side, so his brothers searched the guys and solved the problem. He snatched the two-headed sheep and had enough for the brothers to have a good meal. He might even find some other treasures from him.

The falcon was pecked at the eyes by this little eagle...

"You killed our three brothers, and you just want to forget about it?" said the scarfaced man ruthlessly.

To be honest, he was also embarrassed.

They wanted to kill people and rob, but he really didn't have much confidence in his heart when facing this guy who killed their three companions in a flash.

He said nothing or did nothing, and just let the young man leave carelessly. His position as the leader was not guaranteed and he could not convince the public in the future.

There will be more powerful people who stand up to challenge his authority.

The cruelty within the Predator team is that the strong prey on the weak and strength is the most respected.

No successor will feel assured that the leader will remain in the team, so there is only one way to die for him.

That's what he did before!

However, I don’t know what happened. When I deliberately showed my bruteness, I instantly melted intovisibility when facing the smiling face of this young man.

You are so serious and sternly saying threatening words, but people keep looking at you and smiling...

Is it because I don’t care about your words or I’m disdainful to you?

He felt very powerless but extremely humiliating.

"How do you want to solve it?" Tang Fei asked.

"Leave that sheep and you can leave." The scarfaced man gritted his teeth and said, looking very dissatisfied with the deal, but he was helpless.

"Sure?"

"I swear by my wealth and life."

"Trade." Tang Fei nodded and said, "One sheep will cost three lives, it will be no loss."

He threw the two-headed sheep in his hand forward, signaling that the prey belongs to you, and then turned around and walked towards the edge of the forest.

The scarred man looked at the boy's thin back and took out a dark pistol from his arms.

This is a rare thing, something that happened before the catastrophe. At that time, guns were popularized in many countries, and buying guns was as easy as buying cabbage.

Of course, it’s not easy to buy cabbage now...

After the catastrophe, elite humans migrated new stars, and there was a ruin on the Blue Star. It was extremely difficult to produce guns again. Even if some of them were left behind before, after hundreds of years of consumption, very few of them could survive.

But I didn't expect that there was a hidden man in this group of predators. It seemed that robbers were indeed a promising profession in troubled times.

Scarface raised his gun and aimed at Tang Fei's back, and then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

How could he let him go?

Everything he did just numb his nerves, making him think he had escaped and relaxed, and then gave him a fatal blow at the critical moment.

Predators never leave any living habits...

Tang Fei suddenly stopped as if he had some sense, turned around and looked in the direction where they were.

He saw Scarface and the gun in Scarface's hand.

He is still laughing!

"Go to die!" Scarface roared.

He hated Tang Fei's smile, and he swore that when his body turned into a corpse, he would use a knife to cut off his skin.

Then hang it on the forest branch to feed human ants...

Bang!

The bullet is out of the cavity.

At an incredible speed, he flew towards Tang Ye's head.

Tang Ye just tilted his head, yes, it looked like he accidentally shook his long sticky hair.

No shake!

Then the bullet flew over his cheek.

One shot fell through!

Just when Scarface wanted to pull the trigger and fire the second bullet again, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He was a little confused and reached out to touch it.

Hands full of blood!

His pupils swollen and he didn't feel pain until this time.

First, a small red line appeared there, and then the red line became thicker and larger, and soon formed a spraying momentum.

Behind him, a dog-legged knife was suspended in the air, which was the guilt that cut open the back of his neck.

Silent, but it gives people a sense of oppression that makes people feel cold and oppressive.

"Qi Control Technique..." Scarface exclaimed.

He didn't expect that he had provoked a practitioner, and he was a master who knew how to control Qi.

He is so young, why can he be so...confident?

"Are you very surprised?" Tang Fei said with a smile. "The old man said, don't believe in human nature, because that thing doesn't exist at all."

"The predators have no living mouths on their hands. How could I believe the promises of a group of predators? How could I believe you will really let me go?"

"If you want to blame, you blame your reputation for being too bad. You like to kill everything..."

Scarface felt that his strength was quickly withdrawing, and even simply standing was a very difficult thing.

"So tired!" he murmured to himself.

I don’t know whether it’s because of his feeling at this moment or his ups and downs.

Then, his eyes widened and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Brother Hu..."
To be continued...