Chapter 1959 Mathematical Bliss (XV)

Perhaps I had no choice but to step into the world of martial arts, but since I have already realized that I will not have a good ending, I might as well be a little free and easy.

If you are not angry, can you still be called a young man?

Although he has become a prisoner, he has no sense of knowing his fate, and even does not forget to spread lies to confuse the public. There is no doubt that Fu Qian has successfully created a worse image of himself.

And his extraordinary and otherworldly appearance seems to have shocked the stalker sister. At that moment, she could not keep her expression, and her face was stiff and silent.

"It seems... there is no need to go back."

After all, it is a leadership style. The collective silence for a moment was finally broken by the voice of Brother Thick Eyebrows.

Even while speaking, he gestured to the two people next to Fu Qian to wait for a while.

"After all, the most suitable place for this is to let people learn to repent."

After saying this, he walked up step by step, and even had a bright weapon in his hand.

The silver blade with a gold handle is slightly shorter than the forearm, and the cold light is frightening to see - but it is not sharpened.

That's right, as a half-professional in cold weapons, Fu Qian only needs to take a glance to see that this knife is closer to a ritual weapon, and its symbolic meaning is greater than its practicality.

But this is exactly the problem.

With his own efforts, Brother Thick Eyebrow's violent emotions have gradually become quite strong.

Even if the essence is that everyone is acting together, in this case, it is not ruled out that some blood-drawing skills will be used.

And if this kind of knife is really used to cut three or six holes, the pain will be more than doubled.

"What? If you have the guts, kill me here, and then continue to be stupid and cowardly."

In view of this, Fu Qian sneered and increased the intensity of the stimulation.

For those who come out to make trouble, it doesn't matter if there is blood, how can you lose the scene.

I'm so...

At that moment, I felt that the old priest was a little bit overwhelmed in the corner of my eye.

This kind of perfect skill of fueling the fire was obviously hard for him to believe, coming from a player who had practiced under his nose for nearly two and a half years.

"Everyone——"

But the situation that was deteriorating rapidly seemed to finally make him feel that he should express his opinion in such a situation.

"Shut up!"

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by a loud shout.

But it was not directed at him, the respected elder, but at Fu Qian who had been erratic all the way.

With lightning speed, a figure rushed up with a loud shout, and the target was the gang traitor who looked like "Who dares to kill me?".

It can be seen that there are righteous people in the brotherhood, and they couldn't help facing Fu Qian's face.

And in his hand was a cold light that was far better than the weapon of Brother Thick Eyebrows, which made people palpitate and stabbed Fu Qian's chest and abdomen-and successfully hit his arm.

...

Even if this body is younger and more agile, Fu Qian is not arrogant enough to use a flesh and blood tissue that is still adapting to snatch the blade from a killer with a blade.

It is not completely impossible, but the success rate is not guaranteed.

So after comprehensive consideration, Fu Qian chose the safe way at that moment, and used one arm as a shield.

He grabbed the sharp blade that pierced his muscles and retreated in pain. Only then did he see the attacker's appearance clearly.

Curly hair, narrow eyes, no more than 30 years old.

Although he looked so young that it was not certain how many reincarnations he had experienced.

But from the dress around him, it seemed that he had entered the paradise at an early age.

And at this time, the charm of the "eternal self" was reflected. Even after so many years, his personality was still hot.

Facing the gang traitor who was misleading, this person seemed to be the first to be stimulated to lose his mind and make impulsive killings.

It was not surprising. Fu Qian had seen too many similar examples in the extraordinary world outside.

The material basis determines the superstructure. This principle is actually reflected in many levels.

There are always people who think that after living for hundreds of years with the help of extraordinary power, both men and women should become shrewd and wise, or full of vicissitudes.

The human spirit is not that simple. In many cases, some "maturity" actually accompanies the aging of the body.

For a person who can almost stay young forever, his mental aging curve is likely to be counterintuitive.

A shopping enthusiast named Yuan is a vivid example.

In short, it is not surprising that Fu Qian would have such impulsive behavior among a group of wise elders. He has even been prepared to deal with it - after all, the previous series of instigation was for this scene.

Of course, the opponent did not exceed the expected limitations. The murderous intention was exhausted under this knife. The attacked person who did not change his face in front of him did not even keep up with Fu Qian's retreat speed. He had already let go of his hand and stood there.

What a pity.

Facing such a scene, Fu Qian did not say a word. He silently watched and pulled out the murder weapon.

No mistake, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

It is indeed much sharper than the one on Brother Thick Eyebrows, so the wound looks smooth and beautiful.

In addition, I am lucky that this arm has not lost its ability to move.

"Helun, you should wait for my order."

Before Fu Qian could really express his emotions, it was Brother Thick Eyebrow who broke the silence and reprimanded the unstable swordsman.

Although on the surface, he was warning the young man named Helun, but the tone of his words was threatening, and he even stared at Fu Qian's face while speaking.

"Yes, disobeying orders and acting on your own, what crime should be committed?"

Although everyone has different positions, as people in the martial arts world, they obviously have a consensus on some concepts.

The next moment, Fu Qian actually nodded, wiped the bloody weapon in his hand on his clothes, and coldly questioned the person who stabbed him.

You...

The person had originally calmed down a little and accepted the guidance humbly, but Fu Qian also intervened, and it was obvious that his emotions were turbulent again.

Turning his head and staring at Fu Qian, Holen looked at him and didn't know what kind of emotion to express.

"You should be punished."

Fu Qian showed a generous side to this, and didn't make the other party embarrassed in this regard.

With a light wave of his arm, a cold light passed through Holen's raised neck.

...

It's really a good knife.

It didn't take much effort, but it easily tore the flesh and drew blood.

With precise control, a puff of blood mist gushed out instantly, dyeing the church's underground and several faces close to it hideously.

Fu Qian, who was facing each other, was naturally the first to bear the brunt. He did not dodge or evade the whole process, letting the hot blood rush to his face. The next moment, he just wiped the short knife on the clean part of his clothes again.

"I agree with what I said just now. This is a place for repentance."

While playing with a cold light in his hand, Fu Qian looked at the elites of the Brotherhood, and his voice was even more creepy.

"I don't know if you believe it now, I found the real wisdom and the real way to salvation here?"

Sorry, this is the first time I have returned to my hometown for the New Year in several years. There are so many things to do. During the holiday, I can only maintain a single update. Revolver will try to find opportunities to update more.