Urban Demon Slayer

Wu Weiren was already half dead, with his head full of blood, but he still raised his head and shouted: "Don't be so cruel to my friend!"

"He is your friend, but I am not your friend anymore? Just now he turned into the size of a truck and almost beat me to death. Did you ever stop him? Old man, old man, you said you wanted to kill the demon slayer, I will follow you Come on, am I being righteous? If you want to do something like this, then I'm sorry, I have to go!" The young man in Huokou was so angry that he almost fainted. After landing with a "bang", his legs suddenly jerked Kick and jump further away.

"Old Taoist, every year on this day, I will burn incense for you..." The young man jumped dozens of meters away in an instant.

"A man jumped up the golden steps, half-shouldered to show shame!" Mr. Red Mansion groaned softly, and the huge "Dream of Red Mansions" immediately jumped out, not much slower than the young man in the gap!

"F*ck!" The young man with a gap was so surprised that he stepped on the street lamp with his legs again, and his whole body rushed into the darkness like an arrow from a string.

in the alley.

"Honglou, stop chasing me! That's my friend!" Wu Weiren wailed again.

Mr. Honglou hesitated for a moment, but the young man in the gap had disappeared. When he looked back, he saw that the head of Wu Weiwei was almost knocked into the ground. His voice was vague and breathless, but Wang Qianchen was still exerting all his strength. He kept patting him, obviously not stopping until he was beaten to death.

Without any hesitation, Mr. Honglou quickly turned into a human form with a "whoosh" sound, and then walked quickly to Wang Qianchen.

"Master, please let him go, he has really never harmed anyone!" Mr. Honglou said anxiously.

"Okay, I know you are a pickpocket. Master, I am going to cheat on you today!" The brick flew out of Wang Qianchen's hand and slapped Mr. Honglou on the head.

With a "bang" sound, Mr. Honglou's head was smashed with a big bump.

"You...why don't you hide?" Ban Bian was stunned.

"Master, you can punish me however you want, just don't kill me

He is dead..." Mr. Honglou ignored Ban Brick and lowered his head and said in a deep voice.

Wang Qianchen stepped on Wu Weiren's head with his foot and stared directly at Mr. Honglou: "Do you know the responsibility of the demon slayer?"

"..." Mr. Honglou lowered his head and said nothing, but his eyes were red.

"Fortunately, I am not an official demon slayer now..." Wang Qianchen said as he put his feet back.

Mr. Honglou raised his head and looked at Wang Qianchen with a surprised look on his face. The five-flavored man also turned his head with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Let's go! Before I regret it! Don't come here again, otherwise I will definitely not let you go!" Wang Qianchen kicked Wu Weiren and put on a fierce expression.

Wu Weiren was stunned for a long time, and finally determined that Wang Qianchen was really willing to let him go, then he got up from the ground with difficulty, looked at Mr. Honglou, and then at Wang Qianchen, then he cupped his hands, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait!" At this moment, Banzhuan suddenly shouted.

"brick

Boss, what are you doing, the master said to let him go..." Mr. Honglou suddenly became anxious.

"First of all, my name is not Brick, my name is Unprecedented... Forget it, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you, let me suck two more mouthfuls of blood!" Brick flew to Wuweiren's blood-stained head with a "whoosh", He sucked up the blood in big gulps, and said while sucking back: "Hahaha, it feels so good!"

After Ban Brick had finished drinking, Wu Weiwei was able to leave, limping and disappearing into the dark alley.

Wang Qianchen did not chase him, but walked to his car. The white Jetta rolled twice and hit a lamppost on the side of the road. The hood and doors on both sides were completely dented. It was sent to a repair shop for at least one It takes worship to recover.

"What kind of monster is that guy? His leg skills are amazing..." Wang Qianchen muttered to himself as he recalled the gaping young man.

"The real thing is that he is a flea. I have seen him before with the Five Flavors... Although I am not familiar with him, I know that he has not killed anyone.

The most people can do is go to the barber shop to eat their scalp! Mr. Honglou, who followed, quickly explained.

"Well -" Wang Qianchen said nothing more, still checking the condition of the car and preparing to call the repair shop.

"Master... thank you..." Mr. Honglou held it in for a long time and finally squeezed out a few words.

"It's okay. As your friend, I have to give you some face." Wang Qianchen didn't take it seriously at all. He used the [Strength] skill in [Seventy-two Changes] to flip the white Jetta over with its legs in the air, and then He took out his cell phone and called the repair shop that often cooperated with Zhezhe's car wash shop.

Looking at Wang Qianchen who was busy working non-stop, Mr. Honglou felt a warm current in his heart. Although he was given a soul contract, he had to say that this master was really kind.

"Hey, does it hurt anymore?" Brick fluttered in front of Mr. Honglou.

"Ah, it's okay..." Mr. Honglou touched the bag on his head. Compared with his friend's safety, what does this injury mean?

(End of chapter)