Mu Yang caught the sand in his hand when he fell just now. He was about to use it at this time.


    He has calculated that he may not escape the pursuit of the little gangster leader, so he has taken precautions. Rocco sighed in his heart that the child''s mind is really too clear and cold. If he becomes a good man, he will benefit a city or even a small country.


    But if the bullied person changes his warm and pure nature, the consequences will be unimaginable.


    It''s not easy to make contributions and achievements, but it''s much easier to destroy things.


    If Mu Yang does bad things and becomes a bad person, he will cause more trouble than doing good things.


    Luo Ke secretly made up his mind to take Mu Yang as his disciple, even if he directly and strongly asked Mu Yang to worship his teacher, otherwise Mu Yang would be tortured and humiliated every day in this small town. There is a great possibility of blackening. After all, not everyone is a broad-minded saint.


    Luo Ke thought and decided that Mu Yang''s side had changed from running away to taking the initiative to attack, which made the little gangster leader completely unexpected. This is too conventional. How can a weak little boy dare to attack himself.


    But Mu Yang just did it, and he succeeded. The little gangster''s face was firmly sprinkled on his face by Mu Yang''s handful of sand.


    The little gangster couldn''t avoid it. His eyes were fascinated. The sand entered his eyes. The little gangster immediately felt the burning pain in his eyes.


    Although the little bastard is a one-star warrior, his realm is too low after all, and there is too little aura after cultivation, so there is no way to use aura to recover pain and take away the sand in his eyes.


    The little gangster could only blink his eyes desperately to reduce the pain of his eyes. The little gangster gently rubbed his eyelids and tears flowed out.


    Of course, it''s not because of pain. It''s just a normal physiological reaction of the human body. Sand particles enter the eyes, and the lacrimal glands begin to secrete tears with the intention of washing away dirty things.


    After the tears came out, the little gangster''s eyes were much better. The little gangster shook his head, blinked his eyes quickly, and finally managed to open his eyes.


    "Little boy! You''re dead! If I don''t kill you today, how can I fool around!"


    The little gangster was obviously very angry. He didn''t expect that a little fart boy who couldn''t kick a fart with ten feet would dare to attack himself. It''s really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers.


    When Mu Yang threw a handful of sand on the little gangster''s face, he didn''t even look at the little gangster''s expression. He continued to run to the hotel with spirit animal meat on his back at an amazing speed.


    After the little gangster was sober, he had run out for about ten meters.


    After such a dark loss, the little gangster lost face in front of his partners. Of course, he would not let Mu Yang go. His teeth rattled and his legs worked hard, so he caught up.


    Although Mu Yang''s speed is not slow, the little gangster is an adult and a star warrior who has stepped into the martial arts. His speed is still much faster than Mu Yang.


    "Seventy meters! Sixty meters! Fifty meters! Thirty meters!..."


    Mu Yang tried not to look at the little gangster behind him or listen to the footsteps getting closer and closer behind him. He only recited the distance from the hotel in his heart.


    Mu Yang knew that as long as he relaxed, he was afraid of the little gangster, or as long as he stopped, his speed would never be maintained, and he would be caught up by the little gangster.


    "Thirty meters! Twenty meters! Ten meters!..."


    There are ten meters left, only ten meters left. This short distance, at Mu Yang''s current running speed, just give him one second! No, he can run to the hotel in less than a second.


    However, the body shape of the little gangster has been the same as that of Mu Yang. The little gangster smiled grimly:


    "Die!"


    The little gangster''s voice sounded in Mu Yang''s ear. The next second! "Peng!" with a sound, Mu Yang''s body had flown out and hit the wall next to him.


    The little gangster kicked out, and Mu Yang was thin and low, so the little gangster kicked firmly on Mu Yang''s head.


    Mu Yang has no aura mask to protect his body, but he is also a child. The little gangster is less than a muscular adult and has the blessing of aura. This blow is too cruel for Mu Yang!


    Mu Yang, who hit the wall, fell to the ground again.


    "Cough, cough, cough!"


    Mu Yang coughed violently and coughed up a lot of blood. The blood splashed on the ground and was quickly absorbed by the soil ground, but the scarlet did not disappear with the disappearance of water, but became more eye-catching and dazzling!


    After Mu Yang coughed violently and vomited a lot of blood, he slowly stopped coughing.


    Mu Yang raised his head, his nose and ears also shed blood, mixed with the soil on the ground, miserable and pitiful.


    Luo Ke leaned forward and was about to shoot, but suddenly saw Mu Yang''s eyes and stopped.


    In Mu Yang''s eyes, there was only tenacity and coldness, not half pain and fear, as if the person who had just been injured was not him.


    The little gangster walked to Mu Yang step by step. Every step fell, like stepping on the heartstrings of everyone.


    Mu Yang looked at the little gangster coming slowly. He seemed to think about something. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, there was only plain in his eyes.


    "The corpse of this spirit beast is given to you. It''s an apology to you!"


    Mu Yang tried to suppress his anger at the little gangster and said blandly.


    After saying that, Mu Yang glanced at the location of the hotel not far away.


    Ten meters! There''s only ten meters left! But the distance of ten meters has become the most difficult threshold today.


    Rocco nodded silently, able to bend and stretch, not hot-blooded, very good!


    Hot blood in two is not without benefits, but the disadvantages are definitely much more than the benefits.


    Luo Ke quietly came to Muyang not far away. At such a distance, Luo Ke can ensure that no one can kill Muyang unless it is the strong person of the cultivation of the moon wheel realm.


    If you want to kill Mu Yang, you must pass Rocco''s level first.


    The little gangster looked up at the sky and looked at the night that had completely dimmed. There were a little twinkling stars, which was very beautiful and dazzling.


    Seeing this, the little gangster didn''t know if he was in a better mood. He said to Mu Yang:


    "It''s getting late! I have to go back and enjoy the chick. I don''t want to waste time with you here. I''ll take your spirit beast body. Today, I''ll roast a whole spirit beast and open a few bottles of beer. Tut tut! Delicious!"


    The little bastard tut tut tut mouth, as if his saliva had flowed.


    Those little gangsters nearby are happy. Today, they have delicious spirit animal meat. After eating this spirit animal meat, it has many benefits. It is not only delicious, but also able to strengthen their physique.


    "Boss, powerful!"


    "Boss! Domineering!"


    "Boss! My sister-in-law can''t wait. Go back quickly!"


    “………”


    The little gangster next to him praised the pitcher!


    Mu Yang gently put the body of the spirit beast on the ground and slowly turned away.


    "Stop! I only said I wanted your spirit beast body, but I didn''t say I let you go!"


    The little bastard''s voice sounded!