Four forty-four in the morning.

Southern Hospital in Shanghai.

To be precise, it should be the morgue of Shanghai Southern Hospital.

The hospitals during the day are different from those at night. Moss and lichens grow wildly in the cold areas of the morgue without sunlight. The morgue exudes a damp and musty smell, and the corpses gather. The tiles on the walls have already turned yellow. The lighting lights swaying in the morgue not only do not bring people a sense of security, but even have a little more pale... Everything here seems lifeless, and there are traces of death left in every place. These are difficult to detect during the day. Only at night, at this time, will it appear gloomy and terrifying.

The door of the morgue suddenly opened with a creaking sound, adding a little tranquility. After a moment, a figure flashed in quickly. If someone saw his expression at this time, he would honestly admit that all the gloomy and horror in the morgue became much inferior to him, because this person seemed to be the messenger of death and a ghost of the morgue.

The man flashed into the morgue and stepped on the damp tiled floor. In the middle of the night, there was no sound at all. He seemed to think for a while and identify the freezer in the morgue. Suddenly, his eyes stopped on a18, sighed lightly, and walked towards a18 step by step. Then, with a little sadness and anger on his face, he gently pulled open the freezer and lowered his head to look at the person in the cabinet again.

However, he did not see his familiar face. Instead, he saw a knife, a black and sharp knife slashing at his chest.

At such a close distance and such a sharp and fast knife, it seemed difficult for him to avoid it.

But he still pushed the cabinet with both hands, and his body was like a leaf that was being pulled, and it drifted back quickly.

The black knife had already left the freezer, and a black shadow wrapped around the black knife rolled towards the late night visitor. The late night visitor not only did not hide, but took a step, and an equally black triangular military spike lit up in his hand, hitting the black knife. With a "defying", it was crisp and loud. The two of them took a few steps back involuntarily, and their mouths ached faintly, and their hearts were secretly shocked by the other party's strength.

Tianyangsheng jumped up again, and the black knife was simple and unpretentiously drawing a circle to the late night guests. His eyes were full of splendor and desire was hanging on the corner of his mouth. It was to meet the opponent who aroused his fighting spirit.

The Sanling Army Pill in the hands of the late night guest turned half an arc, accurately blocking the domineering sword of Tianyangsheng. Then, the Sanling Army Pill was slanted along the blade of Tianyangsheng, and the direction was exactly the heart. Tianyangsheng took a step back and the power horizontal knife blocked the fatal stab of the late night guest. Then he turned the blade, passed the Sanling Army Pill sideways, and slashed fiercely towards the late night guest. With another "default", the black knife and the Sanling Army Pill competed head-on again. The two of them took a step back again, and their wrists were slightly numb.

Late at night, the guest sighed at the strength of Tianyang's health and was about to pounce on him again, a voice came from the corner of the morgue, "It's true that he is good at stabbing the six of Tanikawa Tokuro to death within ten minutes."

The late night guest was secretly shocked. This morgue not only had dead people hidden, but also so many living people hidden. When he looked at the source of the sound, a handsome and calm young man slowly walked out. The smile on his face was very handsome and charming. Behind him was a lonely middle-aged man. The late night guest's eyes jumped over the young man in front and looked at the middle-aged man behind him for a few more glances. Anyone could see that the aura of this middle-aged man was not the strongest than that of himself and the people he had fought with him. He was not the strongest, only stronger.

"Who are you?" Although the late night visitor knew that he would meet a master tonight, his expression was still calm, and the dark triangular army stabbing seemed very flexible in his hands.

"It doesn't matter who we are. What's important is that we know your name is Nie Wuming." Chu Tian smiled slightly, with no malice on his face, and said, "I know you killed six Japanese people in the prison for retaliation last night."

The visitor was stunned at first and said vigilantly: "How do you know that my name is Nie Wuming?"

Chu Tian’s smile on his face was unfathomable, and he said with a deep heart: “We also know that you killed the Japanese for your brother’s revenge, because your brother died in an operation to encircle and annihilate the Japanese last night.”

When Nie Wuming heard Chu Tian's words, his eyes were extremely sad and angry, and he said hatefully: "That group of Japanese people actually killed my brother. It should be damn it, and I still think it is too little." Then he asked back: "Don't you be killed?"

Chu Tian replied readily: "It is natural for the brother to avenge his younger brother."

Nie Wuming obviously didn't expect Chu Tian to agree with his words. He was slightly stunned. He suddenly remembered a question and looked at Chu Tian and said calmly: "Can you be the police and come to arrest me? Your actions are so fast, which is a bit beyond my expectations. I thought you would take at least ten days and eight days to find me, but I didn't expect that I would block me in more than ten hours. It turns out that I have some truth."

Chu Tian took a step forward and shook his head and said, "Police? On the contrary, we are the underworld, the Shuai Jun."

"Oh? You are the newly rising gangsters? This is something I heard about. The fastest rising gang in Shanghai's history." Nie Wuming seemed to be interested and said, "What are you waiting for me here?" Then he shot his eyes and murderous aura suddenly appeared: "Can you be accomplices of Japanese people, and you are here to kill me and avenge them? However, although you are strong, it is probably difficult to save my life if you don't leave one person's life."

The murderous aura that Nie Wuming burst out instantly made Chu Tian very applaud. No wonder Nie Wuming was able to hold the military sect in his hand, and killed Tanikawa Tokuro and the others like entering a deserted land. This domineering and carefulness was indeed extraordinary. Fortunately, the guards who committed the prison did not find Nie Wuming, otherwise they would not know how many people would die to barely leave Nie Wuming's life.

Chu Tian smiled indifferently, shook his head and dispelled Nie Wuming's vigilance, and said, "We are not interested in arresting you, nor are we interested in killing you to avenge the Japanese people. The group of Japanese people originally had dozens of people, except for the six you killed, all of them were killed by me. Do you think I will avenge them?"

Nie Wuming was cautious in his work, so he naturally knew from other ways that many people had died of Tanikawa Tokuro and the others, but he didn't expect that Chu Tian was killed. He felt a little more affection for Chu Tian, ​​and his tone became a little polite, saying, "Then what are your intentions to appear here?"

Chu Tian sighed, with appreciation in his eyes, and said honestly: "We just want to see what kind of person you are, and then give Director Zhang an explanation."

"After all, I have to catch me. If you have the ability, you should defeat me. If I lose, I will follow you obediently." Nie Wuming's eyes were as calm as if they were stagnant, and he said lightly: "If I win, I just want to take my brother's body away and go back to his hometown for burial."

Chu Tian nodded and said with no change in expression: "Yes."

Nie Wuming showed off his dark military sect, his whole body exuded murderous aura, staring at Tian Yangsheng and the "Lonely Sword", and slowly said: "You guys come together."

Chu Tian shook his head, smiled faintly, and said calmly: "I, it's enough."

Nie Wuming was stunned for a while. He knew that this kid could appear here, and that he was the leader of the three. His origin should not be simple, but this was not simple. He just thought that it was power. He had never thought that Chu Tian would face the challenge alone. Nie Wuming couldn't help but look at Chu Tian again, but no matter how good he looked, he felt that Chu Tian was just a stinky boy. No matter how powerful he was, he was limited. He shook his head slightly in his heart.

When Tian Yangsheng and "Gu Jian" saw that Chu Tian wanted to take action personally, they immediately retreated to both sides and gave up enough space for them to fight. Although Nie Wuming was domineering and fierce, they still believed that Chu Tian was enough to deal with him.

Chu Tian slowly walked to the middle, put his body there casually, his face was extremely calm, and he said, "Let's take action."

Only then did Nie Wuming realize that Chu Tian was not joking. The three-edged military spike in his hand sank slightly, ready to go, and his eyes fixedly looked at Chu Tian.

The morgue lights are very pale.

The air in the morgue is very humid.

The atmosphere in the morgue was gloomy and quiet. The dead people lying in the freezer would never know that after they died, they could still stage a wonderful battle in front of them. Unfortunately, they could not see or hear.

Nie Wuming suddenly felt cold sweat slowly flowing down his forehead. He couldn't find a place to attack Chu Tian. Although Chu Tian was there at will, he was defending his whole body without any leakage.

Master, this is a real master. Nie Wuming sighed inwardly, then shot his eyes and finally decided to take the initiative. He couldn't find a chance to take action while waiting, so he seized the opportunity in the melee.

Nie Wuming secretly activated his internal strength, and a strong force instantly stimulated the Triangle Sword into his hand from his Dantian. The Triangle Sword seemed to have life and was shaking flexibly.

A squeak pierced the tranquility of the morgue.

Tian Yangsheng and "Gu Jian"'s faces changed slightly. This was the sound made by Nie Wuming's shoes rubbing the floor. It could rub such a harsh sound in the wet morgue, which was enough to prove Nie Wuming's fierceness.

At this time, Nie Wuming rushed to Chu Tian with a roar and roaring through the air. He was extremely fierce. The strength produced by Nie Wuming and the domineering force of the Triangle Army Battalion could easily make people believe that he was a natural god of war.

Chu Tian's face was still smiling, and the skin on his face was blown slightly by Nie Wuming's impulse.

Just as Nie Wuming's army was about to pierce Chu Tian's chest, Chu Tian smiled faintly, and then a battle knife rushed from the side like lightning. The strength of the energy was even better than Nie Wuming. Before the sword arrived, the sharpness had reached.

Nie Wuming was slightly shocked. The young man made a move, but he didn't see clearly at all. However, he didn't have time to think about it. He could only turn the Sanling Army's piercing to block the Minghong sword that Chu Tian hit like lightning. With a "default", Nie Wuming took two steps to the side, while Chu Tian was still standing there, with the Minghong sword in his hand horizontally in front of his chest, and his face did not change much.

Tian Yangsheng and "Gu Jian" sighed in his heart: Chu Tian's skills seem to have reached another level, why is this kid always improving all the time?

Nie Wuming's eyes were full of disbelief. How could the young Chu Tian have such superb skills? He couldn't reach this floor even after practicing from his womb?

Nie Wuming immediately aroused his fighting spirit. Even if he met such a master, it would be worth dying in his hands. Nie Wuming's eyes were burning with fanaticism, and then he suddenly thrust his waist. After stepping gently under his feet, his figure suddenly turned towards Chu Tian and attacked again. The triangular military sting in his hand disappeared at the same time. No one knew where Nie Wuming hid him.

Chu Tian didn't dare to be careless. He knew that Nie Wuming's disappeared three-edged military stent might appear at any time. When it emerged, it was also the time when it was the best time to kill himself. Chu Tian relaxed himself in the humid air in the morgue again.

Chu Tian is waiting.

When Nie Wuming was seven steps away from Chu Tian, ​​the Sanling Army Battalion still did not appear.

At the five-step distance, the Sanling Army Baton still did not see it.

During the three steps, Nie Wuming's triangular military spear suddenly emerged from under his arm, turned around and stabbed, and instantly transformed into four icy thorns to approach Chu Tian. The military spear had not approached Chu Tian's body, but its sharp and domineering force had already reached Chu Tian's body, making Chu Tian feel a faint pain.

Such a close distance, such a fierce military baton.

Kill one person in three steps, and he did not miss his debut.
Chapter completed!