"Uncle, do I dance well?"

"This is the recently popular 'Girl Raining'. I danced this dance on TikTok and got more than a million likes! This is also my first time dancing a live version."

In the desolate mountains and wilderness, overgrown with weeds, in an abandoned room.

A sweet girl of eighteen or nineteen years old kept twisting her waist and performing various graceful movements. She was as beautiful as a fairy.

Her voice was that of a typical girl, soft and sweet, especially the word "uncle" was so touching.

Although the girl tried her best to force a smile on her face, there was a hint of deep fear in the depths of her black gemstone-like eyes.

In front of the woman stood three bearded men.

"Great! Keep dancing!"

"It's fucking awesome!" said a man with a scar, swallowing his saliva.

The other two were also drooling at the sight. The three of them had rough and dirty faces, and their bodies were dirty, as if they had not taken a bath for several months.

The woman had skin as white as snow, and she wore a crystal long skirt. Her long and round legs were wrapped in black stockings. Her delicate face was pure and sexy, like a real fairy, forming a sharp contrast with the three men.

"Uncle, I have danced so many times, can you please let me go? You can come to my live broadcast room to watch me dance in the future!" the girl said coquettishly.

However, she didn't know that her appearance would not soften the criminals' hearts, but instead gave them a shot of stimulant.

"Is it possible to let you go?" The scarred man stared at the girl's bulging chest and said with a smile: "I have already raised my fishing rod, you must be responsible for this matter to the end!"

"We escaped from prison and have been hiding in Qinglong Mountain. We haven't seen meat for several months. You offered it to us, so why wouldn't we eat it?"

"If you don't know what's good for you, you'll end up like him!" The scarred man pointed at a male corpse in the corner, his eyes exuding a cold look.

Sun Yilin's delicate body trembled slightly, and a hint of despair flashed in her eyes.

She had just tried her best to beg for mercy, hoping to impress the criminals, but they were a group of desperate criminals, and it seemed that she was completely finished today.

Sun Yilin is still in college and is an amateur anchor, but with her angelic face and devilish figure, she has already gained some fame on the Internet and is known as the "ceiling of pure desire" and the "beauty once in four thousand years."

In order to attract traffic, Sun Yilin came to Qinglong Mountain alone today to do an outdoor live broadcast. Unexpectedly, she was targeted by the three fugitives hiding here as soon as she arrived.

When the three fugitives were about to commit a crime against her, a young man passing by came in and shouted at them, but he was killed by the fugitives...

Sun Yilin regretted it very much. If she had known she would encounter such danger, she would never have come to such a hellhole.

"Second brother, third brother, I'm the eldest brother, I'll go first!" The scarred man was already extremely hungry, he rushed over and threw Sun Yilin to the ground, grabbing her round pair of beautiful legs in stockings.

"Help!" Sun Yilin's mind went blank and she flapped her wings instinctively.

Although the other two men were somewhat reluctant, they just stood aside and watched the fight sullenly.

"Swish!" The scarred man tore off a piece of stockings on Sun Yilin's thigh and threw it back with force.

Suddenly, the dazzlingly white skin was revealed from under the stockings. The intersection of black and white made the three men swallow their saliva.

"Hahaha! The more you yell, the more excited I get. No one will come to save you even if you yell your throat out!"

The scarred man had completely lost his temper and turned into a beast without any humanity, pressing down on Sun Yilin.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a bolt of thunder struck.

"Three grown men bullying a weak woman, do you have any shame?" came a man's sarcastic voice.

Following the sound, the three gangsters' eyes widened and cold sweat broke out on their bodies.

Because the man who was originally "dead" in the corner actually stood up again?

And looking at them with contempt?

Even Sun Yilin opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at the man in disbelief.

Just now, this man was stabbed in the heart by the gangster. Later, the blood coagulated and his face turned frighteningly pale. Even when the gangster carried his body and threw it against the wall, he was still straight and stiff like a piece of wood.

That's definitely dead!

"You, aren't you dead? Are you a human or a ghost?" The scarred man was so frightened that even his voice trembled.

"Yes... I did die, but I am alive again. Maybe even God can't stand those guys who claim to be righteous and righteous?"

The man's eyes suddenly brightened, and he scanned every corner of the room. Finally, he looked at the outline of the towering mountains in the night, his eyes full of nostalgia for this world.

Then, the man laughed loudly, looking up to the sky, with a touch of madness and overwhelming hatred: "Hua Gou, just wait! When I come back, I will make sure that you two dogs will be doomed forever!"

The man's emotions gradually calmed down. He glanced at the three gangsters, raised the half-length stockings in his hand that were still warm, and his eyes suddenly turned cold, with a tone that was chilling to the bone:

"Who threw this woman's underwear in my face just now?"

This was a great humiliation for him, the great Immortal Lord Haoran, and he would have bad luck for three years.

"What righteous way or evil way? I think you are crazy!" The scarred man grinned, the fear in his eyes disappeared, and he grasped the dagger in his hand.

He had completely realized that the man in front of him was not pretending to be dead, but was not dead at all!

"If you continue to lie on the ground and play dead, you might be able to get away with it."

"But you insisted on jumping out to die. This time I will definitely cut off your head!" The scarred man slowly approached with a sharp blade in his hand.

The other two people just crossed their arms and started watching the show.

They are afraid of this man's resurrection from the dead, but if it is a human, what would they be afraid of?

Just kill him.

"Brother, this kid is so weak that you can barely even tie a chicken. Can you handle him by yourself?" The second brother asked with a smile, looking very relaxed.

"Don't worry, one hand of mine is enough to deal with such a poor boy with a mental problem." A hint of cruelty flashed across the scarred man's face.

He used to be an international mercenary, and he could easily deal with a dozen of the thin young men in front of him.

"Uncle! Stop it!"

At this time, Sun Yilin, who was shivering in the corner, shouted, "He's not dead yet, and you haven't committed murder. Why don't you just leave now and I'll pretend nothing happened, okay?"

"Don't kill people, don't commit crimes!"

Sun Yilin persuaded them earnestly, with a deep expectation in her eyes, as if she was really putting herself in the shoes of the three gangsters.

"Humph!" Bald No. 2 showed a devilish smile on his face: "We don't know how many lives we have taken, do we care about one or two more?"

Sun Yilin's delicate body trembled and she almost fainted. What a group of devils!

Now her only hope is that a miracle will happen. If this young man can defeat these three people...

But is this possible?