When I followed Alan, the bridge had already reacted, and people kept jumping off the bridge and touching underwater, but because we took a step first, we happened to pass by these people.

Their attention was all focused on the prison cart. They did not notice that two people had left in the dark river.

Allen wandered for a while, and looked as if he was about to surface.

I kept following him, feeling a little confused.

Should I go forward?

Logically speaking, this guy is definitely a big shot in Europe, otherwise David would not have invited him to come and conquer the market. Or every Cappadocia is a terrifying existence. If he survives, it will definitely not be a good thing for me.

At this moment, it was the weakest time for Allen. He had been severely injured by the old red-haired priest before, and later he was subjected to many restrictions. Although he tried his best to escape, he had exhausted all his energy.

He didn't even dare to kill me, just because he was afraid that if I resisted at that time, it would delay his time, and secondly, my resistance would take too much energy.

And, it's in the water.

In the water!

As the inheritance of the South China Sea lineage, if you can choose a battlefield, the first thing you consider is definitely here.

This is my home court and can bring me twelve points of confidence.

And compared to Allen, I didn't actually suffer much harm, because Lao Gui and I always felt that it was just a misunderstanding and could be explained clearly, so we did not resist. In response, the people from the Inquisition did nothing else except handcuffed me and kicked me.

As for the garlic stock solution, please, I am not a blood clan, right?

So—what am I waiting for?

If you take life and death indifferently, do it if you don’t accept it!

Dry!

I kicked my feet, and the water control technique turned my body into a torpedo on high speed and advanced quickly forward. Alan looked really tired. I was so close to him. He didn't respond. He just swam forward with difficulty.

The moment I approached Allen, I quietly slashed.

The blade cut through the direction of the water flow, and both speed and angle showed my peak state.

When the knife was half a meter behind Alan, he finally realized and grabbed it back, and his palm grabbed the position of my blade with no difference, ready to hold it.

Snatching the blade with empty hands, are you despising me or teasing me?

change!

The blade was like a drill bit, swirling at high speed. I didn't give the other party a chance to pretend to be Boy. The moment the blade touched the other party's palm, I rubbed the handle of the knife, and the crusader blood knife with a famous reputation suddenly cut at high speed.

At the beginning, I felt a huge resistance, which came from the strength of Allen's body, making his palms look like steel.

However, this strength requires a certain level of cultivation to cooperate. Alan in his prime is as hard as steel and has no leakage, but he cannot maintain it for too long at this moment.

After half a second of speaking, I cut off his right hand.

The sound waves in the water are difficult to transmit, but when Allen screamed, a high-intensity ripples were transmitted to my brain. I felt like my head was hit hard. However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired. Naturally, I had no reason to give up halfway. I picked up the long knife and cut off the other party's trachea.

The moment my hand was broken, Alan was still thinking about running away, but when my long knife cut his neck, the guy suddenly felt like he was decisive and suddenly stepped forward and hugged me.

He hugged me, then showed an extremely terrifying Qing Li's face. His pair of sharp teeth opened their mouths and bit me.

He wanted to infect me.

However, at this time, the long sword, which was said to have been stained with countless Crusaders, suddenly stretched out below, inserted from his chin, and penetrated his entire head.

Blood and brain matter kept flowing down the blade, while Allen's hands tightened me hard because of the pain.

He seemed to want to integrate me into his body.

But in the end he let go of me powerlessly.

Because of the stabbing of the long sword, his life had reached its end. The two of them quietly surfaced. With the help of the lights by the river, I could see Alan's face with grief and unyieldingness, and his eyes were filled with flames of anger.

He spewed some blood from his mouth before he spoke, "Boy, you killed a great Cappadocia, a future Grand Duke of Gangro."

Faced with Allen's final communication, I honestly told the truth: "Killing the dead and robbing the head is not something to be proud of."

Allen suddenly glared and said, "What are you talking about?"

I shrugged my shoulders and said it was okay.

Allen didn't say anything anymore. The long sword had destroyed his brain tissue. The words he just said were just a reflection of his life. Unfortunately, he did not leave any last words, and he left with infinite regrets.

Seeing Alan who was no longer alive, I had no means to cut off this guy's head, and then I felt safe.

I tore a piece of cloth off his clothes, then dug out Allen's heart and wrapped it up.

Every powerful blood clan has his power from his blood, and the heart, as a blood transit station, gathers powerful power.

Although I don’t like the way the old ghost bites the heart, I’m very clear that this thing can bring great benefits to the old ghost, just like the dragon vein to me.

The problem now is that the old ghost fell into the hands of the church. If there is no accident, he will be put on the stolen rack and burned to death in a few days.

I must seize the time and find a way to rescue people.

This heart, perhaps at some point, will become a crucial thing.

After dealing with all this, I threw down Allen's body and swam towards the river in the distance.

However, when I was about to dock, four or five speedboats drove from a distance and patrolled the river. The lights shone everywhere, obviously the people transferred from the church.

I wasn't sure if there were any powerful figures on the boat, but I knew that if the show came out now, there would be no good results, so I didn't hesitate and dived into the water again.

At this time, I cannot hit the stone with my eggs, but the most important thing is to save my life.

I dived into the water, and I had been arriving ashore somewhere downstream. I used the heat of the flame slug to dry the water. I didn't care about my sourness and smell, so I took a taxi to the vicinity of Wu Ma's resettlement site to attract the sage to carry it.

The reason I went where I went was because I really couldn't think of any other place to hide.

When I arrived at Wu Ma's place, it was already five o'clock in the morning. I quietly came to the door. While he was hesitating about how to knock on the door and enter, the door actually opened. Wu Ma, who was nagging all day long, stood at the door like a ghost, looking at me, saying, "What's going on?" When I came back, I couldn't say hello in advance. I thought there was a thief."

I said you can hear my footsteps with such lightness?

Wu Ma said that the elderly have light sleep, but you don’t know what it smells like on your body, why is it so smelly? Come in quickly and take a shower.

To be honest, I ran all the way and had a bit of a tragic dog. However, when I heard Wu Ma's nagging words, I felt a little warmer in my heart. After entering the house, I just walked to the second floor and saw Ning Meng, Kim and the man in glasses Kao Yubiao were all there, and I couldn't help but be surprised and said, "You guys are not sleeping?"

The man in glasses took out a tablet computer and put it straight for me to show it. There was a picture of me on it and a bunch of text.

I can't recognize French, what does it mean?

The man in glasses smiled and said, "Chinese man Wang Ming, a drug abuse venue late at night, accidentally killed a British man named Allen Smith."

I grabbed it and found that the photo was really vivid. I couldn't help but say hatefully: "These damn guys!"

Lemon smiled and said, "Brother Wang Ming, you seem to have done something amazing." Kim told us that the real name of Alan Smith is Alan Gangro Cappadocia. It is the most mysterious Cappadocia tribe among the blood clan. Each one is a terrifying nightmare. Can you actually kill him?

Kim pointed to the cloth bag in my hand and said, "What is this? I feel the surging power."

I knew I couldn't hide it from everyone at this time, so I didn't do this and opened it directly. When I saw a heart that was much bigger than an ordinary person, everyone couldn't help but sigh. The man in glasses said to me: "Oh my God, is this the heart of Cappadocia?"

Kim also sighed and said he was so powerful!

Wu Ma's face became serious and she said to me: "Put it away, go take a shower, and I want to talk to you after that."

I nodded and put away Allen's heart, and the man in glasses suddenly said, "Hey, Wang Ming, although I don't know what you are doing with a heart, I think you should change something, don't you think?"

I said do you have any good suggestions?

The man in glasses said that I thought it might be better if I found a plastic bag and put it in the refrigerator to freeze it.

Wu Ma shook her head vigorously and said, "This is not a good idea. I will not let me put such a thing in the refrigerator full of food!"

The man in glasses snapped his fingers and said that there was a refrigerator in my room with tools.

I threw my heart to him and said, "Please."

I went back to my room to take a hot shower. Wu Ma prepared a new set of clothes for me. After I finished, when I came out, I said to me with a serious look on my face: "Wang Ming, maybe I'm embarrassed, but I still need to tell you, please leave here."

ah?

ps:

I confess that this title was a message from a reader, Brother Sandiao, in the previous chapter. I liked this sentence so much, so I gave up the title I thought of yesterday, hahahahaha...
Chapter completed!