"Then I'll show you!"

With a roar, Zhou Yi smashed Liu Qian's forehead like a shell.

"Idiot!"

Liu Qian joked and easily dodged the surprise attack of Zhou Yi. What Liu Qian didn't expect was that he laughed when he saw that he was hiding.

What's the problem?

Zhou Yi suddenly stepped back two steps. After keeping a relatively safe distance from Liu Qian, he stood in the same place silently, looked at him strangely, looked at Liu Qian's evil spirit with a smile, and said, "Hey, hey --"

Stupid "force"!

Liu Qianbai glanced at him. This guy is suffering from "Mao" disease. He's playing well. How can he stop fighting all of a sudden!

"That's interesting. Originally I thought you were just a counsellor. It seems that Zhao Qi, the White Emperor, was really killed by you. You are one of the few people who can avoid my attack. Good, very good, ha ha --"

Zhou Yi seemed to laugh like a madman. The person who heard the laughter felt numb and howled like a ghost. He also slowly stretched his hands behind his buttocks and slowly pulled out two sharp daggers.

It's serious!

Many prisoners looked at the scene in consternation, as if they were excited.

In addition to the nickname "wake up dragon", his violent aesthetics is famous for its artistic "nature". Basically, many people who have become more and more cruel now want to learn the violent aesthetics of the book of changes. But many people have learned a paradox, and there is still a long way to go compared with the real book of changes.

"You know, in this world, there is a man whose violence and toughness can be described by aesthetics. I once saw a short video of him. I always regard him as my own idol. Although I didn't see him clearly, he left a deep impression in my heart."

"It was from then on that I began to study and study. Now, it may be the best choice to use you to verify my achievements."

"Today, you should be honored, because you will be my first experiment! As for those guys before, they are just so-called failures. You are the one who deserves my full strength. Ha ha ha -- "

Zhou Yi laughs, and his whole body goes crazy. His waist bends down slowly. At first glance, he looks like a maniac with a low head. His eyes become ruddy, as if there are blood lights burning in his eyes.

Why do these two daggers look so familiar?

Liu Qian looked at the two daggers in Zhou Yi's hand, just like the ones he had used, but they were all lost by him. Liu Qian, who returned to the city, just wanted to live a good life. Who knew he would face such a thing.

But now it seems that the two daggers in the hands of Zhou Yi in front of him, and the video he said to watch, could it be that he was himself!

Or, I've become an idol. I went there. I didn't expect that Liu Qian would have fans one day!

Thinking of Liu Qian here, I feel a little excited. It's a pity that the book of changes in front of him is a black powder.

"Come on, don't you want to show me the aesthetics of violence? In that case, I'll show you my aesthetics of violence, too. Hehe --"

Speaking of this, Liu Qian's evil spirit smiles. Although he doesn't have a dagger in his hand, there are many kinds of violence and aesthetics. It just depends on the individual's washing. It's like "drawing" like a picture. Everyone has a different Hamlet in their eyes“ Since you want to die, come on! "

Zhou Yi's hands suddenly pulled back and rushed directly at Liu Qian. In the process of his coming, the two daggers were like flying butterfly wings, turning into various rotating shapes, which looked very beautiful.

Many prisoners in this scene have their eyes lit up!

Liu Qian, how should you face it!

What surprised many people was that Liu Qian didn't even mean to escape. Instead, he looked at the book of changes in front of him with a joking look. He laughed and said, "sometimes, what you learn is more and what you imitate is more like. After all, it's someone else's thing, not your own, so it's said -"

Speaking of this, Liu Qian suddenly waved his hand, and then saw that Liu Qian's hand grasped the two daggers attacked by Zhou Yi. Then he suddenly shook his index finger, and saw that both daggers vibrated. Because of the noise produced by pounding on the iron sheet, people's eardrums hurt.

When the buzzing sound was going back and forth in the No.1 warehouse, Liu Qian suddenly pulled the two daggers in the hands of Zhou Yi into his own hands. Then, Liu Qian looked at the silly Zhou Yi and said, "ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

He laughed, that voice is very loud, very crazy, very arrogant!

Only seeing Liu Qian at this time, his whole upper body almost fell down, and his two "legs" slowly stood apart. His eyes were red and red. Under the dim light, he looked at the book of changes like death, licking his lips and saying, "let me show you what is the real Aesthetics of violence!"

When did he take the dagger away!?

Did you just make a buzz?

what!

Violence aesthetics, he showed me?

At the moment when Zhou Yi was stunned, Liu Qian moved.

Under the gaping eyes of all the prisoners, Liu Qian moved like a rabbit. The whole person was like a wild rioter. The dagger in one hand turned into a whirling tornado.

Click——

Puff——

Chucha——

With Liu Qian's tremor, he has come to the back of the book of changes, and the book of changes behind him, did not feel anything, but the next second, he suddenly screamed.

Ah——

My hand, my hand——

As he screamed, Zhou Yi's two wrists were broken, but this is not the most terrible. The terrible thing is that his two hands were cut off, even the bones were "exposed" and cut off. On the contrary, at this time, only a little bit of skin "meat" was left.

No, no, No——

Zhou Yi cried out in panic. The blood skin on his two hands was about to be broken, but I didn't know if it was the reason why his tendons had not been broken. The blood of his two hands flowed like a fountain, but his two hands were so drooping that they couldn't fall off.

He doesn't even have a chance to look back now, because this scene has completely crushed his arrogance, his self-esteem and his proud violence aesthetics! Goo Goo——

The sound of swallowing saliva is constantly playing around. Countless criminals are looking at this scene one by one, and they are completely confused.

It seems that only Liu Qian can do such a cruel means. It's really frightening!

But it seems that this is just the beginning. Liu Qian laughs and says, "ha ha ha - this is just the beginning, the beginning. Let me teach you the real aesthetics of violence!"

The laughter of such evil spirits and evil deeds, like the God of death coming from hell, proclaims his existence to the world. Such a wild attitude, like a proud blood stained wolf, preaches his position to the enemy.

Puff, puff, puff, puff——

Liu Qian took action again. He stepped back abruptly. Two crescent moon daggers in his hand stabbed hard under the ribs of Zhouyi at full speed. Every time he stabbed, there was a shrill howl.

But as Liu Qian said, this is just the beginning.

Well——

At first, they felt that the book of changes would end up abusing Liu Qian, and they would appreciate a real aesthetics of violence.

But now it seems that the whole character "color" has been exchanged. It is not Zhou Yi who really uses violence aesthetics, but Liu Qian.

What's more, his aesthetics of violence can't be accepted by ordinary people. Even the book of changes has collapsed at this time. Liu Qian is quick, accurate and ruthless!

Every attack can make him unable to fight back. What's more, he even wants to die!

Because Liu Qian seems to have grasped all his weaknesses. Every attack is full of unparalleled accuracy!

It was like a prisoner who was suffering from lingchi. At this time, Zhou Yi's eyes had lost the slightest look. He stood there in a daze, letting Liu Qian stab him again and again.

How familiar this scene is, his figure and the legendary existence in the video in his memory are gradually integrated together.

The book of changes, which has completely collapsed, suddenly roared, "stop, I want to ask a question, ask --"

"Oh, you say!"

Liu Qian slowly stopped, some unhappy looking at him, way "there are 36 knives, fart fast release!"

Thirty six Dao, ya, you have already stabbed me nearly 100 Dao, and thirty-six Dao, brother, how cruel you are, can't you give me a happy one!

Zhouyi has been crying, even death is so hard, baby's heart is bitter!

Looking at Liu Qian, who had lit another cigarette in front of him, and his own blood burning on his body, Zhou Yi, with more air in and less air out, tried to ask, "are you the man, the legendary one?"

"Does it matter?"

After spitting out a cigarette ring, Liu Qian stabbed the Zhouyi 24 times. Now the Zhouyi can't stand, his eyes are more and more blurred, and his mind is less and more unconsciousness.

"Heavy, important --" Zhouyi didn't want to die so unwillingly, he had to ask clearly.

"Yes."

Liu Qian's evil spirit gave a smile, but what Liu Qian didn't expect was that he also laughed.

"It's my pleasure to see you."

As Liu Qian said, he couldn't bear it any more. He was lying in a pool of blood. It was only the dead Zhou Yi. It was obvious that his "lip" angle was raised.

To die in the hands of idols is perhaps also a kind of glory.