A row of cracks cracked open like spider webs. After a while, the building shook slightly a few times, and half of it collapsed.

Doom Thirteen looked at the slowly tucked fist in horror. If he hadn't been avoiding fast just now, his head would have been exploded with the building.

Wenjing smiled sinisterly: "Look, he is awake now."

Mo Xing also smiled sinisterly, and his two fists clenched, "Oh, Mr. Thirteen. I call you gently, and you pretend to be dead. The little witch is so violent, and you will wake up immediately. I think you have a very sm-inclined tendency. If this is the case, I will call you hard again."

"Slow down!" Doom Thirteen raised his hand quickly and shouted, "Mr. Mo, don't get me wrong. I woke up just now, I really woke up just now... Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Even if I look at me like this, I'm just now... Woo... Don't slap in the face..."

"Bang bang bang" a series of collisions between fists and the body, coupled with the screams of some people.

Mo Xing beat him hard, then breathed comfortably, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, Mr. Thirteen, you have finally woken up."

Doom Thirteen covered his black eyes and nodded, "Yes, it's lucky that you didn't knock him out again." Seeing the sinister smile on Mo Xing and Wenjing's faces, he immediately said seriously: "Thank you for your help, otherwise I would have been sent to the laboratory this time and treated him as a guinea pig."

Mo Xing waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I risked my life to save you because of your saving monkey. You don't have to take it too seriously. If you really feel sorry for it, just give me one or two million, and I don't think it's too small."

"...I think it's too much." Doom Thirteen reached out and touched the huge scar on his chest, sighing, "I can't die like this, I'm really lucky."

"A good person will live for thousands of years. It's a person like you." Mo Xing squatted down and frowned, "What happened? Who is fighting with you?"

"I don't know his name, I just know that his ability is to control the kitchen knife, and..." A cold light flashed in Doom Thirteen's eyes, "He is still the murderer five years ago."

Mo Xing rubbed his chin and said, "You have the protection of the Storm of Doom, can he defeat you?"

Doom Thirteen smiled bitterly, Mo Xing looked at the wound on his chest and was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized and patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Can you sense that bastard is there now?"

Doom Thirteen closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, shook his head slightly: "Sorry, I can't sense it." He stood up, walked to the window, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mo, thank you. I will definitely repay you if you have the chance."

As he said that, a pair of painted black wings suddenly spread out from his back. He turned his head and smiled at Mo Xing, took off in the air.

"Wings?" Mo Xing and Wen Jing were stunned. After a moment, Wen Jing turned her head and looked at Mo Xing and said, "Did he have these wings before?"

Mo Xing curled his lips and said, "At least he didn't show this move in the last battle. Humph, this guy still refuses to tell the truth."

Wenjing sighed and said, "I can understand his mood. He just wants to kill that guy with his own hands."

"Let's go and go and have a look." Mo Xing said.

"What are you going to do?" Wen Jing frowned, "Since this guy is fine, we should hurry back to Monkey and the others."

"First, I really want to see what kind of scum it is to kill Zhang Tu's family." Mo Xing said in a deep voice, "Second, I want to know how strong Doom Thirteen is."

※※※In the dark sky, the flood roared into the village below. Fortunately, everyone had received a warning in advance, most of them had evacuated, and even a small part of them had boarded the lifeboats that the troops rushed to.

The village of the past is now empty, and the water is filled with livestock that cannot be taken away. A black dog with mud and water all over his body stands on the roof, looking at the surrounding water surface, making a cry of sorrow.

A kitchen knife suddenly shot out from underwater and penetrated the dog's throat. Su Qingyu reached out to cover her right eye and whispered: "Damn beast, what are you calling?"

Scarlet blood mixed with the rain on his face and kept flowing out of his fingers.

"I didn't expect that the Secret Service would have such a terrifying master. Even if I used the puppet substitute technique, I almost exterminated my life." Su Qingyu carefully followed the shadow of the building and flowed down the water.

"It was really a bad day today. I finally waited until the monkey was alone, but in the end I actually encountered the broom star. It would be fine to trigger this storm, but I also forced me to blow up the dam in such heavy rain. But when I went to blow up the dam, I was lost. I finally got to touch the place and met someone from the Secret Service, and I almost lost my mind. Oh my God, my bad luck in my life has been concentrated on this day."

Su Qingyu complained helplessly.

"The person who has been cursed by me will be plagued by bad luck forever until death." A cold voice sounded in the sky, and the Thirteenth of Doom slowly fell down. A pair of huge black wings more than five meters long spread out behind them, shaking slightly with the wind.

"Is it you?" Su Qingyu looked at the Thirteenth Doom standing on the water, and slowly floated out of the water, sneering: "I was penetrated by my heart with a knife, and I never thought you could survive."

"If you don't break or stand, you will be reborn!" A black spear slowly appeared in the Thirteenth Doom's hand, pointing at Su Qingyu and said, "The evil consequences of sitting down in the past will be repaid a hundred times today."

"Repay?" Su Qingyu smiled, looked at the wings on the back of the Thirteenth of Doom, and said, "Don't think that you have two more wings. I'm afraid of you as a birdman. I have them too." As he said that, countless kitchen knives appeared and formed a pair of iron wings behind him.

Doom Thirteen said lightly: "I know the ability of your wings to make your speed faster, right? Humph, but in the case of doom, I'm afraid you will no longer have a chance."

A rapid sound of foot stepping on the water splash, Bao Buping and others appeared behind. Looking at the person blocking Su Qingyu, Li Ke was stunned and frowned and said, "Who is that?"

Chu Xuan suddenly fell in the air, nodded at Bao Buping, and looked at Doom Thirteen: "Hurry up and arrive in time. Now, we can watch a good show."

"Good show?" Bao Buping asked in a deep voice.

Chu Xuan smiled slightly: "The Organizer of Doom has evolved into the Angel of Doom, and then the battle scenes with the S-level supernatural being - the Throat Cutter, are rare."

Before he finished speaking, several people roared down from Su Qingyu's right. It was the six-member elite team of the Interior Affairs Office led by Duan Chengtian. However, except for Duan Chengtian, the other five people were all dark, and it seemed that they had not yet escaped from the effect of "Black Storm Sea".

"People from the Office of the Internal Affairs?" Li Ke sucked the cold air. Duan Chengtian slapped his crutches and said to the Thirteenth Doom: "Mr. Thirteen, we hope you can follow us obediently."

Doom Thirteen did not look at Duan Chengtian and the others, and said coldly: "Look, you can't escape after I said."

Su Qingyu glanced at the left and smiled, "Where is this place? I seem to be another group of people coming to you."

"Uh, sorry, the left side is not connected." Mo Xing and Wenjing fell gently on the water and waved their hands at Su Qingyu with a smile.

Su Qingyu took a sip of cold air, and was blocked from front, back, left and right. And both the right and back had this master whom he could not provoke. This guy, Doom Thirteen, was particularly disgusting. It seemed that he could only break through from the left.

On the left is just a young man and a little girl. Even if they have superpowers, how strong can they be?

Su Qingyu smiled gloomyly, and suddenly her wings spread out, and a row of kitchen knives appeared out of thin air, slashing towards the Thirteenth of Doom. At the same time, he turned around and rushed towards Mo Xing.

The black spear in the Thirteenth Doomsday hand swung the black spear and turned the kitchen knives into ashes. Then he did not stop him and watched Su Qingyu rushing towards Mo Xing.

Bao Buping and the others coughed a few times, and also looked at Su Qingyu who was rushing towards Mo Xing.

Duan Chengtian and the others froze their expressions, and they also looked at Su Qingyu who was rushing towards Mo Xing.

They all looked like idiots.

Mo Xing yawned, turned his head to look at Wenjing and said, "You go, or me?"

Wenjing also yawned and said boredly: "This guy is already half dead, and it's meaningless to defeat him. Let it be given to you."

Mo Xing smiled slightly, raised his foot and put it on Su Qingyu's face.

With a loud "boom", the powerful inertial shock wave directly caused a violent explosion. Water lang directly exploded more than ten meters high, and then Su Qingyu flew backwards like a stone drifting from water.

Tian Yuan shook his head slightly, reached out to cover his face and said, "This idiot, it's not good to pick that direction, but he just picked the most powerful one." Li Ke said unconvincedly: "Hmph, isn't it just an S-level psychic? I can put it in one step."

Duan Chengtian whispered: "You see it, you can kick off an S-level psychic. And the muscles in his body did not tremble at all. In addition, this kid has anti-drugs, so we will be his opponent if we fight alone."

The other five people remembered the horror of the miserable feeling just now, and their faces became darker again. An old man gasped and said, "Can we just let him go like this?"

"Are we pigs offending such masters for the sake of the Miwu House?" Duan Chengtian sneered, "They Miwu House messed up and let them wipe their butts by themselves. It's okay for ordinary psychics to be a congenital master, but the other party is a congenital master, an extremely powerful innate master who has control over drugs in his hands. There is no need for our Interior House to work hard for them."

The other five old men looked at each other and nodded slightly. They made up their minds, so the six old men looked at Doom Thirteen and Su Qingyu with pure thoughts on the wall.

Similarly, given Chu Xuan's warning and the mysterious misfortune Thirteen. Coupled with the messy relationship between the Secret Service and Mo Xing, they were just watching the fun.

Looking at Su Qingyu, who had finally stood up, Doom Thirteen slowly shook his head and said, "Even if you come to me, you shouldn't pick that direction."

Su Qingyu spewed out two big front teeth and said with a grim smile: "Hmph, it turns out that bad luck is plagued by the iron plate. Since that's the case, let's fight again."

Doom Thirteen raised his spear and said coldly: "Five years ago, we will not decide whether to win or lose. In the last game, I lost, then in this game, you will die!" As soon as the word "death" was spit out, the spear turned into a black light and stabbed Su Qingyu.

"It's not so easy to let me die!" Su Qingyu's body shifted three feet to the left, and the iron wings roared and smashed heavily at Doom Thirteen's head.

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