Reborn I am the villain

Wang Hao stopped the car and looked at the people who got out of the van in front of him.

Under the night lights, those people were holding sticks and machetes, and their bodies were covered with vicious tattoos.

Wang Hao held Rococo's head up, and then put down the seat to find a comfortable angle for her to sleep in. After making sure that she was not injured, he opened the car door and walked out.

"Several big brothers, what can I teach you?"

Wang Hao lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, standing in a slightly cynical posture.

The man with the wolf head tattoo looked at Wang Hao, then at the car behind him, and then his eyes fell on Rococo in the car.

The sleeping woman was still beautiful, but she didn't have the coldness and ferocity of being thousands of miles away.With the two buttons open, all men couldn't take their eyes off.

Wang Hao moved a step quietly, blocking everyone's eyes, still smoking: "If you are all right, I will leave."

After speaking, he turned around and made a gesture to leave.

"stop!"

The man with triangular eyes uttered a shrill cry, and took a step forward to stand beside the wolf-headed man.

"Brother Wolf, this is the person, you can't be wrong!"

Langtou let out a "hmm", but his eyes did not leave Rococo's body.

As soon as the triangular-eyed eyes rolled, they understood the other party's intentions, and a wretched smile appeared on his face:
"Brother Lang has taken a fancy to the little girl in the car? After this is settled, you can take it back to have fun. Maybe you can even enter Huixiang Pavilion!"

The words of the mouse-eyed man obviously satisfied the leading man, and the eyes of the people behind him were even brighter:

"When this woman goes over, she might steal Purple Rose's limelight!"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense!"

The leading man interrupted everyone's obsession, looked at Wang Hao gloomyly and said:

"Your name is Wang Hao?"

His accent is a bit stiff, with a strong oriental flavor.The eyes are gloomy, and the wolf head tattoo spreads over half of the face, perfectly blending with the left eye.

And he was dressed like an oriental warrior.In the scabbard at his waist was a slender and curved knife.

Wang Hao played with the lighter shallowly in his hand.

The flickering fire is just like his unpredictable character.

Suddenly, he raised his head, looked at the few people in front of him and said, "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

The corner of the wolf-headed man's mouth twitched sinisterly, revealing a creepy smile.

Then, he slowly withdrew the knife from his waist, folded his hands on it, and the reflected sharpness happened to shine on Wang Hao's throat.

He spread his feet and looked contemptuously: "Yes, you die. No, leave this woman, go through here, and you live."

He pointed to his crotch, and the younger brother behind him suddenly laughed.

Wang Hao also laughed.

He pinched the burning cigarette butt with his index finger and thumb, then looked up at several people and said, "Do you know that there is something in this world called Kung Fu?"

"Hehe, make an effort in front of our brother wolf, you think you died too slowly! Hahahaha hiccup!"

The smile of the man with the scar on his face disappeared suddenly, and he tightly clutched his throat.

Little by little, his face turned livid, and then turned gray, and he fell straight backwards!

"Scar!"

The younger brother behind Langtou let out an exclamation, and grabbed Scar's throat with all his strength, but there was nothing but blood, only a little bit of cigarette ash on his hand and a cut cigarette butt in the end.

"Scar!"

The man's gaze was distracted, his eyes widened, and he seemed to have swallowed his breath unwillingly.

Several other people were terrified, a cigarette butt killed someone at a distance of about ten meters, what a profound skill! ?
In their eyes, they didn't even see when Wang Hao made the move. What he said just now, was it kung fu or magic?
"Tsk, tsk."

Wang Hao smacked his lips contemptuously: "With this little ability, you still want to come and kill me?"

He glanced at his watch, and said impatiently: "Let's go together, I have always had a regular schedule, and I don't like going to bed too late."

This pretentious sentence directly touched the nerves of the wolf-headed man.In his eyes, most of the scars were accidentally choked to death.Wang Hao's boyish face is nothing to be wary of!

"What are you doing! Copy the guy for me! When I am promoted to hall master and give Scar a grand funeral, all of you will be promoted!"

Langtou's words woke everyone up, and Wang Hao's gaze changed from fear to hatred!

On the night road, several men with fierce looks were holding murder weapons more than one meter long, and the flickering cold light almost opened a hole in the darkness.

Occasionally passing vehicles saw this scene, and all hurriedly turned around and fled in the distance.

As the slender blade of the wolf's head was unsheathed, a strong murderous aura swept over it.

Wang Hao took a few steps forward, calculating the range to avoid hurting the car body and disturbing Rococo's rest.Then his eyes changed, fierce and agile like a hunting black panther.

"For Toyo honor!

Langtou let out a cry, and a group of people rushed forward immediately.The guys in their hands greeted Wang Hao's deadly place one after another!

When Rococo woke up, what he saw was such a scene.

The whistling fists and kicks and the collision of the blade, in the hazy night, seemed to become a thrilling symphony.

Those cold lights sliced ​​through the darkness, and in the next second, blood gushed out.

Wang Hao, dressed in a pure white suit, stood there like a peerless God of War.The machete slashed by his ear, but he didn't panic, and only used one sideways to resolve the fatal crisis.

In the next second, the right hand followed the blade and took the opponent's wrist, blocking the fatal blow of Mouse Eye.

With just this small movement, the situation has been reversed in an instant.

The long knife provoked bloodstains one after another, and then it was placed on the neck of a man with a wolf head tattoo.

The wolf head knelt on the ground, the slender thin blade in his hand rolled to the ground, making a piercing sound.

All sounds are silent.

It seems that even the sound of insects dare not exist in this Shura field for a second.

Wang Hao's subordinates exerted force, and Langtou immediately shouted:

"Cauldron, don't, don't kill me! I'm just a grandson!"

When this dialect came out, Wang Hao was also taken aback.

I don't know if those subordinates who followed him would come alive and beat this 'head' to death when they heard this sound.

But there is no chance.All those lying on the ground were dead.

A dead man who can no longer make a sound.

Wang Hao's knife wiped the opponent's neck, revealing a deep bloodstain.

Blood flowed out, and the wolf head stared in horror, covering his neck.

Unfortunately, he can no longer say a word.

As for who sent him here, Wang Hao no longer bothered to think about such low-level questions.

Cao Fan, the Black Wolf Gang, or other hidden people.

All he needs to know is who wants to hurt the person he wants to protect, who wants to block his footsteps.That person will die.