The strongest passerby

Chapter 385 The Burning Man
Chapter 386 The Burning Man

Ye Fang felt that someone was following him.

It was an unremarkable day. Ye Fang came back from wandering outside and noticed that person. The other person deliberately hid his figure, but his tracking ability was so poor that it exploded. Ye Fang found the existence of the other person easily.

But Ye Fang didn't say anything. After a few moments of observation, he could basically judge.

The person who followed him was a completely amateur uncle, whose appearance was the kind of character who specialized in molesting underage girls, and he followed closely behind Ye Fang.

But Ye Fang...he is a serious man, and he has nothing to do with underage beautiful girls.

This was the third day after Ye Fang returned from the world of the final chapter of Resident Evil. When he went shopping, this person "bited" behind him like a bug, following Ye Fang step by step.

Ye Fang walked towards his home with a clear goal. After entering the corridor and going up a few floors, he stopped immediately.

Then he turned around, and the man who had been following him stopped right below him at the landing.

Ye Fang was looking down condescendingly, while the man raised his head slightly, his eyes were a little empty - it was actually a very strange gaze, like someone staring at something in a daze, but his attention was not there at all. what he observes.

But Ye Fang was sure that this person was looking at him, but his eyes were a little strange.

Because when he turned around, this person leaned back slightly for a moment, which means that at that moment, he gave birth to some kind of emotion that normal people are used to—when he was found by the person he was following At that moment, he retreated instinctively, trying to restore the established facts that happened.

Normally, in this situation of being discovered, there are basically two choices: first, run away in a panic; second, resort to violence.

There is no absolute right or wrong in these two choices, because it depends on the other person's original purpose of tracking him, but it can tell the person's psychology to a certain extent.

But the other party's eyes were strange, and his reaction at this moment was also strange.

The middle-aged uncle leaned back slightly, which was a completely subconscious reaction - he ran away, but then he stabilized his figure in less than three seconds, changed his original thoughts and slightly look up.

But during this process, the opponent's facial muscles and body movements did not seem to be stopped subjectively by him at all, but rather as if someone pulled him back to his original position—he pulled himself back.

Ye Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, and with observation and cognition, his thoughts were slowly changing.

This middle-aged uncle, in Ye Fang's original expectation, judging from his current identity, there are two possibilities for this person's identity. First, he is a member of a non-governmental organization's life-like group; second , he is a "reporter".

Judging from this person's attire, the former is more likely. Ye Fang just uses this to get in touch with living beings outside the organization, and can also use this to judge his "degree of freedom".

Because of this, Ye Fang came back here, intending to have a good "reminiscence" with this man.

But now, he realized that the person in front of him might not be the same as he imagined.

So he took a slight step downward.

At this time, he heard footsteps.

Downstairs, an aunt carrying a vegetable basket was walking up step by step. She was Ye Fang's old neighbor.

She glanced at the middle-aged uncle standing in the corridor with a strange expression and strange behavior.

And that uncle—he even gave way half a step at this moment, allowing the aunt to walk past him.

The aunt walked up the long stairs, passed by Ye Fang, and said, "Xiao Ye, is that your friend?"

Ye Fang glanced at the silent middle-aged wretched uncle, thought for a while, and nodded slightly.

The aunt said: "Then why are you standing here...won't you invite someone to your house?"

Ye Fang repeatedly said yes, and sent the aunt away.

Ye Fang looked at the door and leisurely carried the vegetable basket upstairs. When he heard a heavy closing sound, he turned back and looked at the middle-aged uncle below again.

The other party looked a little confused, but still raised his head, like a duck with its neck stretched out.

Waiting to be killed.

Ye Fang started to move at this moment.

A gust of wind blew up in the slightly damp corridor.

Ye Fang walked from the upper level of the stairs to the middle-aged man in two steps. He raised his hand, controlled his strength, and grabbed the middle-aged man's neck with lightning speed and posture. Leading his body backward, he pressed the man against the wall behind him.

The wall skin fell down in a rustle, but Ye Fang's strength was well controlled, and nothing happened to overturn the entire wall all at once.

The reaction of the middle-aged man was still sluggish, Ye Fang's sudden attack seemed to him not panic and fear, but some kind of confusion.

He stared at Ye Fang's hand for a while, then raised his hand, trying to break Ye Fang's hand around his neck with both hands.

Ye Fang's pupils dilated at this moment.

Because the force coming from the opponent's hands was so amazing that it actually broke his hands apart alive.

And the most critical point is that because of the strength of the opponent, the veins in both hands are bulging, and even the bones in them are deformed.

This kind of powerful power obviously does not come from the ability of a living being, but some kind of explosion that exceeds the limit of the human body itself-this is self-harming.

Ye conveniently increased the strength in his hand, trying to drop his hand back down again.

And the strength of the opponent also increased along with the strength of Ye Fang's hand, until at a certain moment, the opponent's bone was pierced bloody from the wrist... However, the strength of the opponent's hand was still increasing.

Ye Fang finally saw that under the wound, in the inner layer of red and white bones, some kind of black new bones proliferated and grew in it, replacing the original bones to adapt to the way of exerting force at this moment.

Ye Fang raised his head, his eyes reflected the other's eyes, and asked word by word: "What are you?"

However, the other party also raised his head, still staring at you with that seemingly empty gaze, but slowly opened his mouth.

Ye Fang saw light shining deep in his throat.

Ye Fang took a deep breath, and without hesitation, his palms were hot and red, melting through the flesh and blood of this thing in an instant, and putting the opponent into the raging flames in an instant.

This man... is on fire.

Ye Fang immediately heard some kind of ear-piercing, silent scream coming from the flames, shaking his eardrums.

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(End of this chapter)