As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

Above the thick lips, there is a sparse stubble.

Flat head and nose, two eyes, one on guard and the other on guard.

There are also middle-aged men... now maybe some college students also have a receding hairline.

Also known as baldness.

Of course, baldness is not too serious.

Putting it this way...it seems to be more in line with contemporary high school students.

He was wearing a gray vest, dark jeans, and cheap shoes that looked like they had been worn for years.

On the whole, he is an ordinary middle-aged uncle.

Even more embarrassing.

He hid in the floor, his eyes quietly watching the night watchmen in the arena.

Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and moved his eyes to the next floor.

The roof was empty.

A hint of doubt flashed in the bald man's eyes.

Delusion?

He looked away and didn't think about it anymore.

Then he continued to observe the movements of the night watchmen.

The posture was almost motionless, until two hours later, when he saw the night watchmen moving out two wooden boxes from the factory, he nodded.

It disappeared into the darkness, and then appeared on the first floor of this old-fashioned building.

At the entrance of the stairs, when he was about to step out, he walked to the shadow, his arms exploded, his muscles were thickened, and his hands instantly turned into bloody claw blades.

Just like that, as if piercing into the real thing, piercing into the "shadow".

The radian of the muscle bulge was extremely exaggerated, and the arms exerted force, tearing apart little by little.

"Shadow", just torn apart by him!

Seeing that it was about the same size, he got in.

In the shadow layer, he stepped out of the floor without any scruples.

Climbing up to the top of the building with hands and feet together, the hem of his clothes swayed, and the whole person suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the building in front of him and began to climb upwards.

When he reached the rooftop, he ran wildly, kicked his feet on the ground, and leaped high.

With a bang, he climbed onto the wall and climbed upwards.

Before he had climbed two steps, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and looked back in a hurry.

His sharp eyes swept across patches of darkness.

As far as the eye can see, there is no living thing.

The bald man can be sure that there is no sign of his turning around. If something follows him, the other party will not be able to react.

His eyes kept changing, and his face gradually became gloomy.

Keep climbing up, faster and faster, faster and faster!

Bloody wrapped around his legs, and his whole body pulled out a trail of blood-red streamer.

The two buildings that were 30 meters away were easily crossed by him as he leaped vigorously.

The bald man didn't stop, not even looking back once.

Fly over the high-rises, shopping malls, school teaching buildings in the shadow layer, and finally come to a piece of office buildings.

The claw blade fell on the outer wall of the wall, and there was a piercing sound in the shadow layer.

Finally, he landed with a thud, leaning his back against the wall, his gaze extremely cold.

The bald man took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"Come out, I found you."

His voice was dry and hoarse, not like a person in his 40s or [-]s, but more like an old man in his eighties or nineties.

After waiting for about seven or eight seconds, the bald man sneered, "Aren't you coming out yet?"

As soon as the words fell, he inserted his hands into the shadow again, opened them to the sides, and quickly got into it.

Tear off the shadow and return to the present world from the shadow layer.

The back and forth actions add up to half a second!

With both feet on the ground of this world, the slight sense of crisis in my heart suddenly disappeared.

The bald man breathed a sigh of relief.

He just looked at the scene in front of him.

The narrow alley has uneven ground, and the sunlight is blocked by the tall buildings on both sides, so that the alley is still very dark in broad daylight.

"Brother, if it's not my brother, I don't want to be tolerant. You rob my brother and woman. Do you think this matter can be left alone?"

"You kid kneel down and apologize, let's forget it, otherwise..."

Six boys, dressed in sleek clothes, with red or purple hair of any color, looked to be about twenty, surrounded by one, and next to a girl with red eyes, stomping her feet anxiously.

A group of gangsters, harassing other people's couples, is typical.

"Hurry up and go home, little brat."

The red-haired man in the lead was about to make a move when a cold voice came from beside him.

He shook his body, and when he saw who was coming, he immediately cursed angrily, "Fuck off, you bald man, you have nothing to do here, if you don't want to make trouble, hurry up to me..."

Boom!

Before he could finish speaking, an arm was instantly unjointed!

"what--"

The screams stopped abruptly, Hongmao was slapped on the mouth, and the two front teeth broke off.

This is a trainer? ?

The rest of the people were shocked and angry.

The bald man's movements were fast and ruthless, but he didn't seem to be invincible.

In the clanging sound.

Everyone pulled out baseball bats, hammers, and wrenches and rushed up.

2 minute later.

"what……"

The alley fell down, and the miscellaneous hairs cried bitterly, and fell to the ground and howled.

The couple stared blankly at the bald man walking away slowly.

……

Leaving the alley, the bald man turned and walked on the street.

Today is a working day, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. He took out his mobile phone and opened the list.

Tap the pinned contact, and edit the information.

[Busy outside, can't get away, take care of yourself. 】

Received a reply shortly after.

After glancing at it, the bald man put the phone back.

He started walking on the street.

"Ding!"

"Bus No. 15 has arrived, please passengers..."

Passing a certain bus stop sign, covered by vehicles, when he passed through the station from behind, his old clothes had completely changed:

A second-hand suit, delicate leather shoes, hair styled meticulously, and an ordinary appearance, he has the image of an ordinary office worker.

In this way, with several changes and route changes, not only is the image different from the original one, but the route is even more unpredictable.

Going around and around, no matter how you say it, you have to walk more than ten kilometers abruptly.

Take the bus, ride a bike.

Change various means of transportation.

This set of procedures took more than half a day.

The bald man... oh no, perhaps, it would be more appropriate to call him a deformed man.

Now he is a gangster with yellow hair.

In fact, when he came out of the alley, the deformed man felt that no one should be following him.

You can directly become the current image of a gangster to complete the set tasks.

But he still chooses to constantly change his form, striving for stability.

At this juncture, how could he dare to act rashly.

At most, it is a little troublesome, and only by being careful can you sail for thousands of years!

The man got on the bus again, and this time, he really went home.

After more than half an hour, the bus stopped, and he took out the key and entered the apartment building.

Soon, he returned to his room.

Small house, living room, bathroom, kitchen everything is available.

It's just that the room is in a mess, with takeaway bags and beverage bottles piled up randomly.

The floor was sticky from some liquid that had dried up.

This is the home of the "thugs".

outside the window.

in the shadow layer.

Jiang You's eyes penetrated the space and landed on the deformed man who was in the present world.

The young Jiang You fell into deep thought.

The blood bar kept flowing, and he watched helplessly as the opponent's face changed all afternoon.

This buddy... what are you doing there?