Night Spear

Zhao Jingyu, in his early thirties, is an ordinary office worker. He would be tired, in pain, bleed, and be pinned to the ground by life without any ability to fight back - this was what he always thought before that dusk. It was an ordinary evening. A van without a license plate parked at the edge of the square, and what was unloaded from the van were seven tigers that had been hungry for three days and three nights. The moment the screams exploded, a strange couple sacrificed their lives for ten seconds to push their daughter, who was under one year old, into his arms. In the pool of blood, the marble floor suddenly cracked—— A spear with flowing silver light shot out from the ground into the sky. It is almost intelligent: it suddenly shortens when it slashes, and instantly stretches when it stabs, and the wounds opened by it bleed endlessly; It seems that it has been waiting for thousands of years in the long night, waiting for someone who is willing to stand in front of a stranger. The moment he holds the spear, the prey becomes the hunter. The Tiger King presses the situation, but he does not retreat even one step—— "Nothing can hold me back. Only myself." Those who are about to fight will all move forward in formation. Act on behalf of Heaven without fear. The long night is coming, and the divine soldiers choose their master. The name of an ordinary person has been nailed together with a spear that does not belong to this era.