Chapter 1374: Encounter in the dark lane

In the moment of coming to the new world, Vinson realized that he just wanted to hug his partner tightly and never leave him again.
So, in the mid-air, he changed into a humanoid, and then fell to his knees and fell to the ground. Although he lost weight, the humanoid body was still muscular and full of strength.
He breathed heavily and looked from a distance, as if he could hear his breath.
In a secluded and dirty alley, a group of gangsters gathered around a young man asking for money. Hearing the sound, he looked over in unison.
I saw a naked-naked man standing up from a half-kneeling position, his limbs spread out, his muscles and bones were more spectacular than those of European and American martial arts stars.
"Terminator?" There was a voice from the crowd, presumably because it was a science fiction movie.
Someone immediately chuckled, that is, a little fear in his heart, but because of the large number of people, that fear was replaced by numbness.
Vincent strode out, but the road was stopped by the gangsters.
"I don't want to die and roll away." The leading bald man carried a stick on his shoulder and arrogantly raised his chin to Vincent. If he didn't look at each other's clothes, he would grab another one.
Vincent did not squint and walked straight ahead. After exposing the "barricade", he squeezed the other person's arm directly and threw it freely-the bald man flew like a kite instantly.
The crowd was in an uproar and immediately retreated to make a circle.
Vincent's feet didn't change at all, just glanced at the clothes on the human body, and then looked at his body again.
The bald man fell to the ground, knocked half of his front teeth, and half of his face was covered in blood. He was furious, and when he got up, he lifted a wooden stick and hit the head of Vincent.
"Boom!"
Vincent insisted on the stick, his body was rock-solid, but the stick broke off.
The broken half of the wooden stick flew over the bald man's head, hit the other bastard, and made a scream.
Vincent's footsteps finally stopped, and before he moved, there was an invisible pressure and murderousness in the air.
The crowd was silent, and the atmosphere didn't dare to take a breath. It was smashed by the stick and screamed.
The bald man was even more stiff and unable to move, and the hand holding the half stick was uncontrollably trembling slightly. He had exhausted all his strength with the stick just now, and it hurt him, and his arms were numb. This man was unharmed, which is too weird!
Vincent turned slowly, and his eyes fell on the bald man's face, his silver eyes cold as Xuan Bing.
The bald man looked vaguely at his opponent and raised his hand. He immediately realized that he was going to fight back.
The time in his senses was unprecedentedly slow at this instant, and every millisecond of psychological change he felt clearly.
However, even when he realized that he desperately wanted to hide, his body couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He just felt his head caught by a big iron-clawed hand. The next moment his body was out of balance. He didn't even feel the pain and lost forever. awareness.
Vincent's hand grabbed the bald man's head and smashed it to the ground like a watermelon.
The sound of "Boom!" Is more intense than the sound of a wooden stick knocking on the head, and the concrete floor is trembling.
The bald man's head was broken like a smashed watermelon, splashing the red and white slurry and the white bones of the broken bones. A moist eyeball rolled out from the inside and a lot of dust was stuck.
"Stop me, die!"
Vinson slowly raised his expressionless head and stood up, his muffled voice cast him a layer of dangerous elements.