Urban Demon Slayer

East of the city, on the ruins of a village in the city.

"This old man can really fight!"

"Yeah, even more than a dozen of us were injured..."

"Thanks to his mercy, he didn't say hello to our deadly place, otherwise I would have to die now..."

A group of hooligans held swords and sticks and muttered. More than a dozen of them were injured, either covering their arms or legs, and blood kept dripping.

In the middle of them, the dying Sun Youcai was lying on the ground, his head was blue and purple, and his body was covered with scars and footprints. After losing most of it, the truncated thorn hung weakly by his hand.

"You talk about you, what do you want..." The fat middle-aged man came over, squatted on the ground and looked at Sun Youcai helplessly.

"This... This is my home... No one... can take a step forward." Sun Youcai said weakly.

"Didn't I tell you, I will compensate you for two big houses!" The middle-aged man sighed softly.

"I...I don't want a big house...I just want my home...this is my last...last memory..." Sun Youcai was not only unmarried all his life due to his injury, he also had no children under his knees, only this old house Reminds him of the scenes when his parents were still there.

"Stubborn..." The middle-aged man took out the handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then waved his hand and said, "Drag him aside, and then send him to a big hospital for proper treatment!"

Because he couldn't figure out the identity of the other party, the middle-aged man never dared to be ruthless. This time, with the assurance of Young Master Xin, he made up his mind.

A group of hooligans rushed up and lifted Sun Youcai with all his might.

"Push it!" The middle-aged man turned around and waved at several excavators.

The sound of "boom boom boom" sounded, and the crawlers of several excavators ran over the road and pushed towards Sun Youcai's second-story building.

"I fought with you!"

Right at this moment, Sun Youcai suddenly roared, like a lion returning to light, jumping up suddenly, breaking free from the restraints around him, and pounced on the middle-aged man with a military thorn in his hand.

"blow--"

The military thorn flashed a cold light in the air and stabbed towards the middle-aged man's shoulder.

Yes, until this time, Sun Youcai didn't want his life, he just hoped to scare him away!

But the middle-aged man misunderstood, after all, the shoulders and neck are very close.

"Dry!"

The middle-aged man scolded, suddenly took out a gun from his waist, and hit it with a "bang", hitting Sun Youcai's chest in the middle.

This old man who went to the battlefield 30 years ago and fought bayonet with M country and Sakura country did not fall into the hands of the enemy, but fell under the bullets of his own people.

The bulldozer stopped, and everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Sun Youcai on the ground.

"Hu-hu-"

The middle-aged man gasped heavily, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and looked at Sun Youcai on the ground anxiously.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged man scolded, and then ordered everyone, "Quick, carry it to my car—"

"Little genius!"

At this moment, a loud shout sounded, and an old man who was also over sixty years old ran over, but he was dressed very strangely. Behind him was a cloak with the word "Zhi" printed in gold, and a black handle was stuck on his shoulders. Painted steel knife.

"Little genius!" Zhou Weiguo rushed over like a gust of wind and rushed in front of Sun Youcai.

...

On the road a few kilometers away from Zhezhe Car Wash.

Since he decided to fight, Wang Qianchen would not hesitate, his body gradually bent down, and then he landed on all fours, his eyes staring straight at the five flavor people.

"...You're also a monster?" Seeing this scene, the five-flavored man frowned slightly. After all, the monster slayer would not fight with this posture, and the talking brick in his hand made him feel This doubt is not surprising.

"Speak up!"

Wang Qianchen kicked his hind legs, and his body was like electricity. He came to Wuwei in the blink of an eye, and then slammed a brick at his head.

"So fast!"

The Five Tastes were taken aback. The other party was only in the early stage of the soil realm. How could the speed not be inferior to his own appearance?

It's just that the bricks are about to be slapped on the head, and the five tastes have no time to think so much. First, they dodged and avoided, and then their hands were knife-shaped and moved towards Wang Qianchen's neck.

"Clap his hand!" Banzhuan shouted.

Wang Qianchen held the brick and smashed it hard at the hands of the five flavor people.

"Clang clang!"

The two of them swung each other a few times, and the hand knife and the brick collided, scraping sparks.

"What kind of monster is this, with such sharp hands?" Wang Qianchen looked surprised.

"I don't know, knives? Swords? They don't look like..." Brick was also quite puzzled.

If it was put on hold two days ago, even if Wang Qianchen had a speed no less than that of the Five Tastes, it would still be difficult for him to outsmart the opponent in combat. However, after learning his fists and kicks from Zhou Weiguo, he had indeed mastered a lot of ways to deal with the enemy, and he was already able to compete with the Five Tastes. People are fighting each other.