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"I can feel you're wondering."

Suddenly, the sound of the sound in front of him attracted Zhang Xiao's attention.

As soon as Zhang Xiao looked up, he saw the black man who had met once, who had come out of the corner, but now the other person feels a little... strange.

"Why? What are you wondering?"

The strong black man looked at Zhang Xiao with no expression on his face, and his eyes looked back to normal.

Zhang Xiao did not see the abnormality of the black man before, but now he sees him, but he also thinks something is wrong with him. For example, his eyes seem to have no focal length and are not looking at people, but looking at somewhere in the void.

Not only that, Zhang Xiao always felt that this black man looked very inconsistent. What is confusing is that Zhang Xiao could not confirm what was inconsistent.

"I don't doubt it. People kill me, I kill people. This is a normal thing in my eyes."

Zhang Xiao did not hide his thoughts, nor did he hide the fact that he had killed two partners just now. However, he said that this was not to answer the other party, but to use it to try the other party and see the other party’s personality.

Of course, it would be nice if the other party couldn't help but take action directly.

But Zhang Xiao didn’t know that the strong black man had actually “taken a move”!

"Hell is alive, and death is early and transcends life. Life and death are one, and it is the end and the beginning."

The black strong man suddenly spoke a very authentic Chinese language, and Zhang Xiao was stunned.

"Is this related to what I just said?" Zhang Xiao asked in confusion, paused, and he added, "Is this related to what you just said?"

Zhang Xiao also spoke Chinese. After all, the other party’s words were too standard, and the contents in them were a bit philosophical and dialectical. It was obviously not a quick Chinese that was literate in the Chinese class.

Of course the strong black man understood, but he did not answer again, just shook his head, and didn't know what he was denying.

But suddenly, Zhang Xiao felt a palpitation. He couldn't help but change his face and looked at his broken hand.

I saw that the fracture that had not stopped bleeding suddenly began to grow rapidly, and granulation sprouts rushed out from the fracture. After a while, it had grown to the part of the elbow and had not stopped.

Zhang Xiao was not happy at all when he saw this scene. On the contrary, as his arms grew, he felt more and more palpitations, as if an invisible rope was wrapped around his neck and tightening it little by little!

"What did you do?!"

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but ask the black man.

"My companion shouldn't take your arm."

The black strong man said with a seemingly sincere manner without any concealment.

But Zhang Xiao would not believe him, because compared to the other party's words that were difficult to distinguish between true and false and meaningless, he believed in his own feelings more - the terror in his heart was getting stronger and stronger, just as the invisible rope was tighter and tighter!

Zhang Xiao looked at the other party, then looked at his still growing arms, gritted his teeth, and suddenly he raised his palm and slashed hard on his still growing arms.

It is obvious that Zhang Xiao wants to cut off his arm.

If it was someone else's arm, then Zhang Xiao's hand knife could easily be cut off, but it would not be that easy for his own, because Zhang Xiao's hand knife was not a real knife after all, but his own body was tempered for thousands of times.

After Zhang Xiao's hand knife went down, he could confirm that the growing arm was his own, because he could not cut his arm at all.

However, this made Zhang Xiao even more sure that he had to stop the growth of this arm - he knew what the price would be paid for a recovered arm like this!

Fortunately, although he couldn't kill him, Zhang Xiao was not helpless.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Zhang Xiao made a cruel decision and cut off his shoulders with a crack, and then finally tore off his arm with the short stubble of the bones inside his body.

"Huh-huh-huh-huh--"

Zhang Xiao threw his broken arm to the ground. The severe pain made him sweat and his face turned pale, but he laughed because the palpitations that rose from somewhere finally subsided.

"Oh? Don't you want this arm?"

The black strong man's eyes finally turned back from the void. He had not stopped Zhang Xiao's actions before, but now he was just looking at Zhang Xiao's broken arm thrown on the ground, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

Zhang Xiao supported the wall and prevented himself from falling down. Just now, he lost all his strength that he had finally recovered.

"What the hell did you do?"

Zhang Xiao didn't believe that all this had nothing to do with the other party. The other party's previous words were simply telling Zhang Xiao clearly that he gave his arm back to Zhang Xiao.

"I said, my companion shouldn't take your arm because that's your thing."

The black man responded to Zhang Xiao’s question again with a monotonous tone, without being impatient.

But Zhang Xiao was annoyed. The guy in front of him was obviously a black foreigner, but his Chinese was more standard than the southerner. What he hated the most was that this guy was not completely untrue, as if he had said something, but he didn't say anything.

"What the hell do you want to say? What is my arm that is my thing? Isn't this nonsense?"

When the black strong man heard this, his eyes finally turned to Zhang Xiao. Although he did not look at Zhang Xiao's eyes, at this moment, Zhang Xiao still felt as if he was being targeted by something terrifying.

"No, this is not nonsense, this is the truth in the world. People cannot take away what belongs to others, so they cannot take away your hand."

"People can't walk more of other people's things? So he can't take my hand away?" Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes, and he seemed to understand a little.

"Yes, people cannot take away what belongs to others, so..."

"So?" Zhang Xiao secretly communicated with the cloth strips hidden in his clothes, embroidered with NO.00004.

"So, you can't take his life!"

The strong black man finally turned his eyes to Zhang Xiao's eyes. When his eyes met, Zhang Xiao seemed to see a black stone tablet, a scale that seemed to be a diagonal cross, and seemed to see it...

A kind of phantom of the ending image with death appeared alternately in Zhang Xiao's vision. Zhang Xiao's mind was blank, but his body was not stunned, but instead acted as if he had his own consciousness.

I saw his only remaining arms raised little by little, and his palm slowly spread out and slowly landing on his neck.

The black strong man's eyes changed again at some point, and a full of black light overflowed from his eyes, as if there was an existence looking at the scene in front of him with the help of his eyes.

"Man cannot take away what belongs to others."

"Man cannot take away what belongs to others."

The strong black man read a sentence, and Zhang Xiao said it, and his fingers slowly tightened, becoming tighter and tighter!

"So no one can take the life belonging to Kupa, and the person who takes it must pay the price!"

"So no one can take the life belonging to Kupa...the person who takes it... has to pay...the price for it!"

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Chapter completed!