Chapter 1374 Meeting a Gangster in a Dark Alley

Vincent noticed it the moment he arrived in the new world. He just wanted to hug his partner tightly and never leave him again.

Therefore, he changed into a human form in mid-air, and then landed on his knees half-kneeling. Although he has lost weight, his human body is still muscular and full of strength.

He was breathing heavily, and from a distance, you could seem to hear his breathing.

In a secluded and dirty alley, a group of gangsters were surrounding a young man asking for money. When they heard the sound, they all looked over.

I saw a naked man standing up from a half-kneeling position, spreading his limbs, and his muscles and bones were more spectacular than those of European and American martial arts stars.

"Terminator?" A voice came from the crowd, probably because they have watched too many science fiction movies.

Someone immediately laughed, even though they were a little scared, but with the strength of the crowd, that fear was replaced by numbness.

Vincent strode out, but the way forward was blocked by gangsters.

"Go away if you don't want to die." The leading bald man held a wooden stick on his shoulder and raised his chin arrogantly and said to Vincent. If he hadn't seen that the other person had no clothes on, he would have grabbed another one by the way.

Vincent didn't look sideways and walked straight forward. After passing the "roadblock", he directly grabbed the opponent's arm and threw it away - the bald man flew like a kite in an instant.

The crowd was in an uproar and immediately dispersed, leaving a circle.

Vincent's foot speed did not change, he just glanced at the clothes on the human body, and then looked at his own body.

The bald man fell to the ground, shattering half of his front teeth, and half of his face was covered in blood. He was furious, got up and hit Vincent on the back of the head with a wooden stick.

"Bang!"

Vincent took the stick forcefully. His body was as steady as a rock, but the wooden stick broke in response.

The broken half of the wooden stick flew over the bald man's head and hit another gangster, causing him to scream.

Vincent's footsteps finally stopped. Before he could move, an invisible pressure and murderous aura emitted from the air.

The crowd was silent, not daring to take a breath. The gangster who was hit by a wooden stick screamed and then fell silent.

The bald man's body was even more stiff and unable to move. The hand holding half of the wooden stick shook slightly uncontrollably. He had used all his strength to hit the stick with all his strength, which caused pain in his mouth and numbness in his arms. This man was unharmed, which was so weird!

Vincent turned around slowly, and then his eyes fell on the bald man's face, his silver eyes as cold as ice.

The bald man vaguely watched the other person raise his hand, and he immediately realized: he was going to fight back.

Time in his senses slowed down as never before at this moment, and he could clearly feel every millisecond of psychological changes.

However, even after he noticed it, he tried desperately to hide, but his body could not keep up with the rhythm. He only felt that a big iron claw-like hand was holding his head. The next moment, his body was off balance, and he did not even feel the pain, and he was lost forever. consciousness.

Vincent grabbed the bald man's head and smashed it to the ground like a watermelon.

"Bang!" The sound was louder than the sound of a wooden stick hitting the head, and the concrete floor shook.

The bald man's head was like a smashed watermelon, shattered to pieces, splashing with red and white liquid and white bone fragments. A wet eyeball rolled out from it, covered with a lot of dust.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Vincent slowly raised his expressionless head and stood up. His low and hoarse voice gave him an even more sinister look as a dangerous person.