This is not what they want to see. There are many such activities they do. They know very well that they can surrender, kneel down and beg for mercy, and cry bitterly. Often, they start to give in as long as they beat them a few punches, and start to feel drowsy after punching them a few times. Then they start to fall asleep and then beat them up after waking them. Ninety percent of them can't stand it in the early stage of this stage, begging for mercy, crying and calling their parents.

But this man, from beginning to end, did not say a word, without a trace of surrender. No matter how much he beats or vents his anger, he just doesn't say anything and just hold on.

As they beat the people, the beaters lost interest and even began to feel afraid. Although they were gangsters, their main business was to buy women from abroad at low prices and sell them to rural areas in the country at high prices. To be honest, they do not think they are doing things that are harmful to nature. Foreign women are poor, so wherever they go is not a life? Besides, there are many farmers in the country who cannot find their wives. They are helping these people and doing things that are beneficial to society.

Based on this moral concept, although they are bad, they have never killed anyone.

They were worried that if they continued to fight like this, they would die. If someone died, the trouble would be great.

"Boss, why don't we get him and blame this foreign girl?" a gangster suggested.

After thinking for a while, the fat boss, who weighed 200 pounds, immediately made a decision, picked up the watermelon knife from the ground, walked step by step to the young man, his face showed a fierce light, his eyes widened, and he raised the watermelon knife high, as if the watermelon knife would slash him on his head in the next second.

The young man was in a stalemate for two seconds, and the young man was not afraid at all. Facing him, the fierce-looking black boss, he was not afraid at all, and even dared to face him and face him!

The black boss lowered his arm and did not slash it down, but his other hand slapped him and slapped the young man off the stool.

"Little beast! You must kill me!"

The black boss threw away the watermelon knife, glared at his subordinates and said, "Take off that woman's clothes!"

When I heard this, I understood what the Black Boss meant. I smiled evilly and walked towards the mute foreign girl.

"Little bitch, let me have a last pleasure..."

The mute foreign girl shook her body hard, trying to break free from the rope tied to her body, and tears flowed out like a spring again.

“No…No…”

The young man's eyes were dyed red with blood, and he was dizzy and he couldn't even think, let alone stand up to save people.

There was no way, he could only watch and struggle in pain.

My younger brother's hand had already touched the foreign girl and was groping in a daze.

Suddenly, a steel pipe appeared in the air and rotated at high speed, hitting my brother's back like a hot wheel.

My younger brother screamed in pain, knocking him to the ground, which made him scream constantly. Several bones on his back seemed to have been broken, and his skin was even more intense. Perhaps it was because he had touched the spinal nerves. My younger brother found that he had lost control of his body. The severe pain and fear of disability made me cry like a woman.

.

Justice has come.

After Wuming Junyi dropped the steel pipe, he quickly ran towards the person closest to him. He knocked the man high for dozens of meters away with his shoulders. The powerful power of the Count vampire made Wuming Junyi clearly hear the sound of the internal organs rupture after the shoulders collided.

Their group hadn't understood the situation yet, and two more people were knocked down.

Wuming Junyi was quite fast, his steps were light, and his body seemed to have no weight. As long as he focused, he could even teleport. Of course, it was not the real instantaneous movement of space, but because the speed was too fast, the human sight could not capture the teleportation generated.

Wuming Junyi had never officially learned fighting, and he knew nothing but the disorganized fighting style of street fighting. He punched the stomach with two people, and had already lightened his strength, but he still knocked them away ten meters away and vomited blood from the corners of his mouth.

The remaining four people looked at each other and fled without thinking. Just kidding, facing such a powerful and weird opponent, who would be so stupid that he would die!

The boss of Hei was angry that his younger brother ran faster than him, and he cursed and flew up with a watermelon knife, mercilessly slashing one of his younger brothers.

The younger brother fell down with pain, and just as he was about to stand up, he was stepped on the ground by the black boss from behind.

The black boss knows one truth well: running away does not have to be able to overcome the enemy, it only needs to be able to overcome the teammates. Isn’t it natural for me to die for my elder brother?

But the black boss was overthinking that Wuming Junyi was not a beast that ate people. Since the person had fallen, he would not bother him again.

Wuming Jun caught up with Hei Boss in just a few steps. Hei Boss suddenly opened his mouth. He was shocked to find that he could not move anymore. His head was locked with one finger. His fingers were like a knife, piercing the scalp and nailing it to the skull.

The tide of fear instantly drowned the Black Boss. The Black Boss was incontinent, and tears and snot flowed out. A vicious black Boss with a big belly and a big tattoo actually cried, like a dazed fat man.

But his pitiful appearance will not arouse any sympathy, and everything he does cannot be forgiven.

Wumingjun had an evil thought for no reason. He wanted to kill him, but in the cruelest way.

This kind of thought is terrible for an ordinary student who has not experienced war in a new generation. Killing, such a terrible, extreme thoughts are now lingering in his brain, and a sound constantly prompts him to do it boldly.

He knew what would end if he was a little late. They deserved to die, and they deserved to die!!!

Reason only existed for a moment. After seeing Qianji Baita who was beaten to the point of bruised nose and swollen eyes and bleeding from the head, Wuming Jun lost control. He did not dare to think about what would happen today if he came late or if he did not gain the power of a vampire. Once he thought about it, darkness would invade and destroy his only rationality.

He took action, and he lost his mind and was able to master the power of vampires better. He became extremely focused. The distance was meaningless to him and could only cross it in an instant. The human body, thick fat, in his eyes, was water tofu, and it was easy to cut open.

, tear it apart.

The elegant vampire power has no beauty in the hands of Wumingjun. He is as cruel as a beast. He abuses the enemy, irrigates his body with the enemy's blood, and enjoys cruelty.

The younger brother who was not allowed to let anyone go, cried and begged him to let him go, the tears shed and sincere repentance.

"Will you become a good person from now on?" Wuming Jun asked.

"Yes!! I will definitely change my past mistakes. I will never do this again. Farm well and be filial to my parents! I really know that I was wrong. I will definitely be a good person, and I will definitely!!!"

I am only seventeen years old and I am not sensible. I still have time and space to improve.

I cried so hard, it seemed that I really knew I was wrong...

"OK."

"Thank you!!! Thank you!!! Thank you!!!" The younger brother knelt on the ground and knocked countless times. He was reborn and could live.

The next moment, he found blood spitting out of the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and saw that his abdomen was penetrated by a hand...

"But, I don't believe it."

All the people were killed and blood flowed all over the ground. Wuming Jun gradually recovered from his awakening, but he had no guilt for all this in front of him, nor had he felt at all disturbed in his heart. He just did what he thought he had to do.

Qianji Baita witnessed all this, and his sense of justice made him unable to accept such facts. His best friend, his childhood friend, became a bloodthirsty murderer, even for him, even if he was the scumbag, he could not accept it.

"Sorry, you go, I can't..."

Wuming Junyi understood Qianjibaita's decision. Not exposing or calling the police was the biggest compromise that Qianjibaita could make. His world could not accommodate a murderer, even his best friend.

"I see."

Although he is lost, this is the best result. He is a vampire and a monster, leaving him is the best choice.

Not long after they left, a group of uninvited guests came to the abandoned building, wearing red-edged white robes, and holding a thick red book in their hands.

"It's the taste of heresy, an earl-level vampire."

One of them sniffed his nose and said, "It's a new earl vampire, with a very rich taste."

"I actually killed so many people at once, an idiot who was uncontrollable!"

Another smiled and said, "No matter what, they are all counts, there must be a nest underneath. We must prepare well... and catch them all in one go!"

One of the older men said, "Don't be anxious, we already know his smell, it's not too late to find him anytime. Let's complete the task at hand first and kill the target on the list."

The young man smiled and said, "Yeah, the Pope is so amazing. He actually found so many heresies at once. We are afraid we will be exhausted tonight."

The older man raised the book in his hand, lowered his head, and said solemnly and holy: "For the light!"
Chapter completed!