When the tenth person fell, the ninth master was desperate, and he knew that he would be the eleventh and the last.

But he was not reconciled, and he didn't want to die.

In his life, he has experienced ups and downs, and he can come to this day, which can be said to be 'one will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither', and he has finally fought to the pinnacle of today's life, with money, status, and women...... There were so many things that he didn't want to give up.

Probably no one wants to give up, right?

Looking at the young man who was holding a sword and walking towards him step by step, Jiu Ye was afraid, he was really afraid.

He's just a big bastard, not some kind of hero who dies calmly?

He can't do it!

"Young man, can you let me go?" The ninth master was stressed on one foot, barely supporting his sliding body, and begged bitterly: "As long as you are willing to let me go, all the properties under my name are yours, I don't want anything, just ask you to let me go, leave Haishi, I promise that I will never come back, and I will not appear in front of you again, okay?"

The blood on the wound flowed more and more, and the strength of the ninth master to speak became smaller and smaller: "There is no deep hatred between you and me, even if I have eyes and no beads, isn't this lesson enough now?"

What the Ninth Master said is actually not wrong, the contradiction between him and Liu Yanbo is really not a big deal, and it is not even a head-on conflict, the reason why it has reached this point is just because of his identity.

One is a gangster who wants to save face, and the other is a younger brother who can become a demon for the last fetter.

But is it still useful to talk about it now?

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Liu Yanbo stopped, and in the face of the begging of the ninth master, his gaze was cold, there was no pity, no ridicule, and no wavering.

At this moment, he is probably the most cold-blooded person in the world.

After all, the dark years left too many things in him that he couldn't get rid of, and ignoring life is probably the most bad habit among them!

Whew~

The silence in the room was depressing, and the ninth master finally couldn't hold it anymore, he sat on the ground panting with his back against the wall, looking at Liu Yanbo's cold gaze, he already knew the answer in his heart.

"Can you give me time to smoke a cigarette?" Jiu Ye shuddered and took out a cigarette, regardless of whether Liu Yanbo would agree or not, he lit one by himself and took a deep breath.

Call~

The smoke was filled with smoke, fascinating his eyes, and the ninth master seemed to see the way he came.

From a lander who has nothing to the only king who has dominated the underground world of Haishi for more than ten years, this road is naturally tortuous and bumpy, stepping on the shoulders of friends, stepping on the blood of brothers, extinguishing conscience, but also giving back to society.

Whether it is true or false, I have come this way, with a guilty conscience, but it is also brilliant enough.

My current situation is probably in response to that sentence-

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the way of heaven is good reincarnation.

At this point, the Ninth Master was relieved, raised his head and asked, "Can you tell me your true identity?" ”

Of course, Jiu Ye also investigated Liu Yanbo, and the results were of course the same as others.

He wanted to die.

Liu Yanbo nodded, leaned over to the ninth master's ear, and opened his mouth slightly.

The voice was inaudible, but the Ninth Master heard it clearly, and in an instant, his eyes widened suddenly, and his gaze was full of fear, just like the old man who had just died, and this fear even surpassed the fear of death.

"It turned out to be you!" The ninth master closed his eyes and said miserably: "Death is in your hands, no shame, you can do it!"

After that, the ninth master threw aside a palm, heart, thunder, and pistol hidden in his hand.

Fighting back on the verge of death?

Why do meaningless things?

The Ninth Master's actions did not surprise Liu Yanbo, he didn't even have a little mood swing, and directly swung his sword and stabbed out.

呲~

The sharp sword pierced through his heart, and the pain in his heart made Jiu Ye open his eyes again, and he took a deep look at this room where blood flowed everywhere.

It was his beginning, and now it is his end.

As soon as he dies, a new chapter will open in the underworld of the sea market.

It's going to be a bloody battle again, right?

Liu Yanbo didn't have the heart to think about this, he just wanted to leave now, the smell of blood in this room was too strong, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.

He's changed.

……

It was already more than two o'clock in the morning, but Pan Yuyi had not slept yet, and was still working overtime at the police station.

The rain outside the window kept falling, and the noise upset her, making her already clueless thoughts become directly short-circuited.

More than half a month has passed, and there is no news about the group of 'undercurrent' members who entered the sea market, which makes Pan Yuyi very annoyed.

If this violent police flower with a strong sense of justice is not happy, no one should want to be happy.

She has already sent a nameless evil fire in the police station several times, causing the whole police station to be panicked. As for the eyeliner on her hands, she is even more offended, and the scolding is light, but whenever she is face-to-face, if she is not beaten by fat, she will go out and burn high incense.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The mobile phone on the table rang, and Pan Yuyi hung up without thinking about the two words Zhou Ming when he saw that the caller ID was Zhou Ming.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The phone rang again, it was still Zhou Ming, Pan Yuyi was angry, this time she answered, and she was about to scold with a mouth...

Bang dang~

Before Pan Yuyi could scold, the door was directly pushed open, and the person who came was still the 'ignorant' little police officer last time, and he broke in in a hurry.

The little police officer ignored Pan Yuyi's murderous eyes and said hurriedly: "Captain, I just received a report that there was a murder in the western suburbs. ”

Pan Yuyi was stunned and scolded: "The western suburbs are under the control of the old city bureau, what are you doing here?"

"But the call just came to us!" The little police officer was very aggrieved, and scolded the reporter in his heart for not being a good thing. "Then why don't I call the Old Town Bureau?"

Pan Yuyi nodded subconsciously, thought about it, and waved his hand: "Let's go and have a look, it's idle anyway." ”

"Captain, it's not good to cross the line, right? The Director will curse tomorrow. The little police officer said straightly.

"I didn't let you go. Pan Yuyi didn't stop at all, and just left.

Crossing the line, overstepping authority?

In the eyes of Captain Pan, it does not exist.

Who made her sense of justice burst? Who made her father the number one leader of the public security organs in Haishi? Who made this an era of fighting for her father?

The little police officer was still young, and his face turned faster than the book, so he chased after him and said proudly: "Captain, who else can you take if you don't take me?" Now in the bureau, except for those who stand guard, everyone else has been sent out to strengthen patrols, just me and Xiao Zhao, two idlers, of course, captain, you are also very idle, so you can only take me there. ”

“……”

Pan Yu's clothes were full of black lines, and he didn't bother to scold.

The young man is not sensible, he can't speak yet, he has no future-

The person who reported the case gave the address in detail, and Pan Yuyi drove to the western suburbs with the little police officer and went straight to the destination.

As soon as they entered the door, heavy blood rushed to their noses, and looking at the corpses lying on the ground, the faces of the two changed greatly.

Vomit~

Not long after graduating from the police academy, the little police officer who had been doing wiring work couldn't stop vomiting.

This is the scene of the murder, this is clearly hell on earth, and the blood is about to flow into a river!

Pan Yuyi's face was gloomy, and when she saw the corpse by the wall, her face became even more difficult to look at.

The Ninth Master is dead.

The underworld of the sea market is about to change.