When Zhang Nan out of danger, into canglangmen, Gushan city once again ushered in a thin young man.

His name is both familiar and strange. Why can a person who has died four or five times still live? Is he the same as he used to be...

"it's really annoying, and it's the disgusting bug. Didn't it just run him over last time? How long does it take to come back? "

"Who said no.... This one in front of us should not be regarded as a human. It should be called a clone. Although his body and brain are the same as those of normal people, there are defects in some aspects.

What is the purpose of Zhou Ying? I think his behavior is really meaningless! "

Two insect group guards, who are responsible for guarding a certain space-time passage, smoke together and point at Zhou Ying who shows his body.

They have informed the people of the black team to arrest. This kind of combat arrest of non wanted criminals is not within their scope of responsibility!

The thin man from the whirlpool of time and space, squinting, wearing a light blue sweater, holding a cross grain samurai sword in his hand.

His whole temperament looks like a frown and disgust, just like a hungry hyena wandering on the grassland, dripping with saliva, eyes full of greed, want to jump on the prey to take a bite.

"Hello! Are you two dogs talking about Laozi? Roll over and kneel down, lick my shoes clean, and I'll spare your dog's life, otherwise... I'll cut off your heads and make soup! "

The whole face is full of ferocity. Crazy Zhou Ying mentions the samurai sword, and points at the guards of the two insect groups.

"Damn it..." one of them scolded angrily. He couldn't stand the provocation. He blushed in anger for a moment. Subconsciously, he wanted to pick up his weapon and come forward to show Zhou Ying a little color. But when he walked half a step, his companion stopped him.

The other one is a little older and looks calm. He just frowns and shakes his head, then persuades: "there's no need to worry about this kind of rubbish. In case there's a bruise, it's our own misfortune, just wait for the black team to deal with it."

"Bah! Two cowards Zhou Ying spat insultingly on them. He laughed two times and walked slowly towards them with a knife. "Since you don't want to come, I'll go. Anyway, the result is the same."

At the moment when Zhou Ying's rave had just finished, a sharp knife fell down, and his hand with the knife fell on the spot.

"Ding, Dang!" Samurai sword and half of his arm fell to the ground together. After a few moments, Zhou Ying silently looked at his broken hand. There was no pain on his face, but his neurotic mania was more.

He was as arrogant as he was when he walked out of the passage of time and space, and his face was also full of smiles. He looked up and looked around, laughed wildly and cried out: "black dog is really black dog, but my previous brothers died unjustly."

"Zhou Ying's mouth is really dirty!" A man in black with half a mask of insect pattern suddenly appeared, his eyes full of disgust.

"Shua!" A long knife with black handle came out of the body slowly. When the tip of the knife left the scabbard, Zhou Ying's throat burst out a gorgeous blood flower.