After being reborn, who would still be brave enough to do what is right?

The two fists seemed to be stuck together with glue.

A wicked smile slowly appeared on Shen Xin's lips.

The expression on King Kong's face suddenly twisted, and he let out an "Ouch" and took three steps back.

"Fuck you! You dare break my hand?"

The other nine people didn't expect Shen Xin to be able to take the punch, and they didn't expect King Kong's hand to be broken.

Everyone was swallowing their saliva like fish dying of thirst.

"Fuck! Is this guy still human?"

"King Kong was defeated?"

At this moment, Shen Xin flashed and appeared in front of King Kong with a swish.

In an instant, his left fist hit King Kong's chest.

boom!

King Kong's body, weighing nearly 200 pounds, flew backwards more than ten meters, his chest actually caved in, and he fell heavily to the ground with a "thump".

The other nine people rushed forward to check.

King Kong, senior instructor of the Free Alliance Army, is dead!

His face, with its eyes wide open, was filled with disbelief, as if to say, "How did he do that?"

After seeing this scene, the nine people's mentality collapsed.

"Holy crap! Was King Kong hit by a train?"

Baipi was extremely depressed.

King Kong is just an idiot, damn it!

Seeing the army's morale in disarray, Baipi shouted loudly: "Brothers, no matter how powerful he is, we are not vegetarians. We can tire him out with one punch each."

"Yes! Kill him! Avenge King Kong!"

Immediately afterwards, nine people surrounded Shen Xin, each holding a dagger that was shining coldly.

A overwhelming murderous intent and hatred enveloped the surrounding air, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

This situation is definitely not unfamiliar to Shen Xin.

In the prison of his previous life, he was often ambushed by his opponents, and this situation could be considered normal.

And in terms of the strength of the opponents, even though these people are soldiers from the local armed forces, compared with the desperate criminals in the prison, they are only at the kindergarten level.

Quentin encouraged everyone, "Don't panic, this guy is just an ordinary person, let's..."

Before he could even utter the word "up", Shen Xin's fist had already arrived.

With a "bang", Quentin's throat was broken.

When he died, his eyes almost popped out.

After making two "wuuuu" sounds, foamy blood gushed out of his mouth and he fell to the ground with a "thump".

Immediately afterwards, Shen Xin found the feeling.

That is the "sense of killing" cultivated in prison.

He originally wanted to get rid of this feeling in this life.

But he found that when he was away from this "sense of killing", his life seemed to have lost some color.

These guys were going to kill him anyway. By getting rid of this cancer, he could also satisfy his emotions. It was a win-win situation.

Immediately afterwards, wailing sounds continued to fill the woods.

The sound was as miserable as the scene of slaughtering pigs during the Chinese New Year.

In less than two minutes, seven people followed King Kong's footsteps and went to hell.

There were only two people on the ground, wriggling like worms.

There was deep fear in the eyes of both of them.

At this time, their pain is not only physical, but more psychological.

Their hearts were about to explode with fear.

"Brother, we were also ordered by someone. It was the commander. No, no, no, it was that old fellow Bangkun who sent us here."

"Right, right, right. Every wrong has its perpetrator. You should look for Bang Kun."

Shen Xin thought about it and suddenly remembered two words that the main male protagonists in fantasy dramas often said, "Noisy!"

The two of them are also old bookworms. When they heard these two words, they immediately felt that the villain was going to be a stepping stone for the male protagonist.

Shen Xin said coldly: "Do you know why I didn't kill you just now?"

The two shook their heads in horror.

Shen Xin sneered and pointed at one of them. "Did you say you wanted to cut off my tongue?"

He pointed at the guy next to him who had peed his pants.

"Did you just say you wanted to cut off my ears?"

The two men instantly turned pale, got up, knelt down, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Brother, please spare us. We are willing to be your dogs."

"Brother, I am willing to be your most loyal dog."

Shen Xin picked up a dagger, squatted in front of the two men and smiled at them.

His smile seemed to them like the call of death.

Shen Xin raised his hand and swung his knife.

Swish!Swish!

The two of them covered their ears and screamed, with bright red blood flowing from between their fingers.

Shen Xin threw the two ears to the ground, crushed them with his feet, and threw the dagger to the two men.

He pointed to the eight bodies on the ground and said, "Stab each of them ten times."

The two men did not dare to hesitate. They picked up the daggers and stabbed each corpse ten times frantically.

Then he ran to the side and vomited uncontrollably.

After Shen Xin finished recording the entire video, he put his phone away.

"If you don't want this video to reach the domestic police or Bangkun, then you'd better be my dogs."

The two men had no way out and fell to their knees again.

"I, Kundang, swear that I will always be your dog!"

"I, Kunfeng, swear that I will always be your dog!"

After giving a few instructions, Shen Xin left two men and one ear to clean up the battlefield and deal with the corpses.

At four o'clock in the morning, he returned home and took a comfortable hot bath.

"Damn! It seems like being a billionaire is pretty boring. A life of fighting and killing is more exciting."

When he talked to himself, his expression was full of emotion, as if he had found the true meaning of his life.

At five in the morning, he felt that he had almost released all his energy, so he returned to his bedroom and went to bed.

Unconsciously, his whole body shook.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the scene before him made his blood boil.

Yun Yao looked at her with a dazed look in her eyes, her delicate body trembling constantly, and her voice was seductive.

Shen Xin was so excited that he almost lost control of his yang energy on the spot.

Depend on!

Sister Yun, is this okay?

One hour...another hour passed.

Yun Yao's delicate body, covered in sweat, collapsed softly on Shen Xin.

She panted softly, her teeth moving slightly, and she uttered two words softly, "Husband!"

Shen Xin gently pinched Yun Yao's snow-white, pointed chin, "Why are you so proactive?"

Yun Yao looked shy, no longer having the domineering look she used to have.

"Hate it! If I don't take the initiative, I'm afraid I'll lose my position."

Shen Xin chuckled and said, "Did Jia Jia help you fix it?"

Yun Yao nodded repeatedly, "Yeah! Actually, I haven't told you the truth. The fortune teller said I was the Nine Yin Mysterious Woman, and I didn't take it seriously at first. But after I turned sixteen, my menstruation became different from that of normal girls.

How should I put it…it comes so often and so casually that I can’t live without sanitary napkins.”

Shen Xin was stunned and asked, "Damn! Is there such a thing?"

Yun Yao nodded. "I was so worried! Yesterday, Jia Jia gave me a massage using the methods from her book 'Securing Yin Secrets' and also did acupuncture."

Shen Xin asked curiously, "Is this all right?"

Yun Yao shook her head. "Jia Jia said she can only treat the symptoms. If you want to cure the root cause, you have to take your Yin from me. That way, I can return to normal in the future."

A wicked smile appeared on Shen Xin's lips.

"Oh! I just collected your Yin, your illness is cured, you can leave now."

Yun Yao realized that Shen Xin was teasing her on purpose, so she opened her teeth and bit Shen Xin's chest.