The noisy music stopped in an instant, and all the wriggling bodies became stiff. Then, amidst a series of screams, the crowd scattered in all directions.
"Hahaha … help … help …" The man whose neck was bitten by the strange man stretched out his hands towards Ye Zilong. As he spoke, blood mixed with minced meat gushed out of his mouth and dyed half of his body red.
"Old Chen!"
Ye Zilong obviously did not expect this situation to occur. He looked horrified, but then he rushed forward and lifted his leg to step on the back of the strange man. He grabbed both sides of the strange man's head and forcefully pulled back, trying to separate the two.
With the sound of flesh and bone being torn apart, the strange man and the man separated. The tall and thin body swayed left and right as if he was drunk. The man fell heavily to the ground, his hands clutching his neck in vain. Blood flowed out from the gaps between his fingers.
"Monster!
Ghost! "
Suddenly a scream broke out in the crowd, followed by fear like a spreading plague. Originally there were only half of the people left, but now they all scattered like birds and beasts. They hated their parents for not giving them two more legs. All they wanted was to quickly leave here and find a place to hide.
The crowd dispersed, and with the help of the flickering lights, Du Kang was able to see the full appearance of the strange man. He was wearing a half-sleeved shirt and trousers whose original color could no longer be distinguished. He was covered in mud and dirt, and his skin was wrapped around his bones. He was a living skeleton. His short hair was sparse, and his eyes were deep in his sockets. From time to time, they would roll and flash with a green light, like two will-o '-the-wisps.
"Undead!"
Du Kang recognized the monster in front of him at a glance. His hand went to his waist and was ready to use Octane Blast, but he was still a step too late. Ye Zilong recovered and took the sword from the side of the wall. He was already fighting with the undead.
It has to be said that Ye Zilong's skill was really good. He thrust his sword forward, and a white rainbow pierced the undead's shoulder. Then he turned his wrist, and the sword tip went up. Clang! The sound was like a collision of gold and iron. The undead's arm was cut off. Dirty blood splattered, and the blood was mixed with countless white worms.
"Get out of the way!"
Du Kang's' Octane Blast 'also arrived from behind. He swung his arm, bringing forth a golden light. The' Octane Blast 'suddenly flashed a brilliant golden light in the blurred lights. The dragon head heavily smashed into the undead's back.
"Roar!"
The walking corpse let out a strange cry, and with a kacha sound, its spine snapped in the middle. Half of its body swayed and almost fell to the ground. It spat out a large piece of black blood from its mouth. The stench was so unpleasant that it made people want to vomit.
Fortunately, Du Kang had warned Ye Zilong in advance. Ye Zilong lifted his sword and retreated. Otherwise, he would have spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Break!"
Du Kang spat a mouthful of Zhen Yang saliva on his palm. He pressed his palm on the top of the undead's head and pressed down hard. Only a crisp sound of the cervical vertebra was heard. The undead's hard as iron bones unexpectedly broke like foam. Its throat issued a gurgling sound. Its mouth was full of fangs, and it spat out a mouthful of resentment in the air. The resentment turned into a hideous ghost face. It twisted and struggled twice before dissipating with a roar.
"Catch him for me." Ye Zilong angrily shouted.
Du Kang didn't have time to check whether the undead was completely dead or not. Suddenly, he was surrounded by more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards.
"What is the meaning of this?"
Du Kang's eyes coldly swept over the riot batons in the hands of these black-clothed bodyguards. Finally, his eyes fell on the face of Ye Zilong who was standing outside the circle with a long sword in his hand.
Ye Zilong sneered, "Du Kang, don't think that you can fool me with such a trick. Capture him for me!"
"You!"
Not allowing Du Kang to say another word, more than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards rushed up. The riot batons in their hands were hanging in the wind. More than a dozen batons simultaneously greeted Du Kang's body.
Du Kang swung the 'Octane Blast' in his hand. He blocked the front and the back, rushed to the left and rushed to the right. He danced as if he was flying, protecting the vital parts of his body. He rotated non-stop. The dozen black-clothed bodyguards simply couldn't get close to him.
"All of you are trash. Get out of my way!"
Seeing more than a dozen people besieging him for a long time, Ye Zilong's anger rushed up. With a roar, he stabbed his sword. The sword light was biting cold and murderous.
"Clang!"
After the sound of weapons colliding, Du Kang and Ye Zilong instantly brushed past each other. The two stood back to back, motionless.
"Cough!"
Du Kang coughed. He covered his chest with his left hand and slowly turned around. Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his chest was mottled with blood.
"Hehe, hahaha …" Ye Zilong's shoulders shook. He first sneered in a low voice, then laughed wildly. He suddenly turned around with his sword and stared coldly at Du Kang. He said coldly, "Du Kang, you are just an ant compared to me. Don't worry, I won't kill you. I will also ask the best doctor to treat you."
Ye Zilong said and slowly walked to Du Kang. He stopped three steps away from him. "I want you to remember that you are just an ant. Your life is given to you by me. Hahaha …"
"This guy is really chuunibyou."
Du Kang murmured in his heart. He covered his chest with his hand and felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. It was as if thousands of steel needles were pricking him. The pain was unbearable. He gritted his teeth and couldn't say a word.
"Someone, take him away."
Ye Zilong was very proud. He waved his hand and called two bodyguards in black. He ordered them. The two bodyguards dragged Du Kang's arms and dragged him out of the house.
The night wind was very cold. It was so cold that it made people shiver. The two bodyguards couldn't help but shiver. The one on the left shrunk his neck and cursed the bad weather in a low voice.
Suddenly, his eyes widened. He looked at a head that suddenly rolled to his feet. The head was dripping with blood. The head's eyes were wide open. The mouth opened and closed, but all that came out was blood.
Twisting his stiff neck, the last thing the bodyguard saw was a headless body slowly kneeling on the ground. Then the world turned upside down. Everything began to dim and finally fell into endless darkness.
Du Kang knelt on the ground with one leg. He looked at a pair of white and tender feet coming slowly from the ground in front of him. They were as white as sheep-fat jade, and then two well-proportioned calves.
A slender finger lifted Du Kang's chin. A delicate and charming face appeared in front of Du Kang. She had a jade-like nose, almond-shaped eyes, shapely eyebrows and rosy cheeks. She frowned slightly and looked at him with a pair of black eyes.
"You are …" Du Kang seemed to have seen this pair of eyes somewhere before. However, he definitely hadn't seen this woman in front of him. For a beauty like her who could cause the downfall of a country, Du Kang was sure that if he saw her once, he would never forget her for the rest of his life.
"I said, I will come to find you."
The woman spoke. Her voice was neither feminine nor feminine, and there was a hint of emptiness in the echoes.
"It's you!"
Du Kang stared at the woman in front of him in disbelief. He looked her up and down and murmured, "Impossible. How could you escape from the white whirlpool pit? Impossible."