Chapter 1374

When he came to the new world, Vincent realized that he just wanted to hold his partner tightly and never leave him again.

So, in the middle of the air, he became a human, and then half knelt to the ground. Although thin, but the human body or muscle Qiu knot, full of strength.

He breathed heavily, watching from afar, as if he could hear his breath.

In the quiet and dirty alley, a group of gangsters are asking for money around a young man. Hearing the voice, they look at the past.

I saw a red naked man standing up from a half kneeling position, with his limbs outspread, his muscles and bones more magnificent than those of the stars of the European and American martial arts.

"Terminator?" There's a voice from the crowd. I think it's science fiction movies.

At once, some people sneer, that is to say, they are a little afraid, but depending on the large number of people, that fear is replaced by numbness.

Vincent strode out, but was stopped by the gangsters.

"Go away if you don't want to die." The leading bareheaded man, with a stick on his shoulder and his chin raised arrogantly, said to Vincent. If he didn't look at each other's clothes, he would rob another one by the way.

Vincent did not squint and walked straight ahead. Exposed the "roadblock", he directly grabbed each other's arm and threw it at him - the bald man flew like a kite in an instant.

The crowd broke up immediately and made way for a circle.

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

The bald man fell to the ground and broke half his front teeth. Half of his face was covered with blood. He got up in a fit of rage and hit Vincent with a stick in the back of his head.

"Bang!"

Vincent inherited the stick. He was as strong as a rock, but the stick broke.

The broken half stick flew over the bald man's head and hit another gangster with a scream.

Vincent's steps finally stopped. Before he moved, there was a kind of invisible pressure and murderous air in the air.

The crowd was silent, and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe. The gangster who was hit by the stick was silent after shouting.

The bareheaded man's body is stiff and hard to move. His hand holding half of the stick shakes uncontrollably. He tried his best to use that stick just now, which made his mouth hurt and his arms numb. It's weird that this man is unharmed!

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

The bald man looked up at each other and immediately realized that he was going to fight back.

The time in his sense organ is slower than ever in this moment, and he can feel every millisecond of psychological change clearly.

However, when he realized it, he tried to hide desperately, but his body couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He only felt that he was held in his head by a big hand like an iron claw. In the next moment, his body was out of balance, and he didn't even feel the pain, so he lost consciousness forever.

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

"Bang!" The sound is more violent than the sound of a wooden club knocking on the head, and the cement ground is shaking.

The bald man's head is just like the smashed watermelon. It's smashed to pieces, splashing the red, white and white slurry and the broken bones of the white forest. A moist eyeball rolls out from the inside and sticks a lot of dust.

"He who stands in my way dies!"

Vincent slowly raised his expressionless head and stood up. His low voice gave him a more fierce light of dangerous elements.