Dark clouds are thick, a heavy rain followed by a downpour, this late autumn rain, in an instant let the temperature suddenly turn sharply, as if to give this Xicheng District a layer of crystal frost, wear away the delicate gray.

* In the top floor suite of the Fish Hotel, in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the woman sat on the sofa with her eyes slightly closed, as if she was asleep, as if she was watching the pouring rain in front of her.

She doesn't like to sleep in bed, it will give her a sense of gain and loss, only lying on the sofa will give her a real sense of security, and she can slowly digest the heavy fatigue on her body.

And Xue Monkey, who was a driver for a day and a night, closed his eyes and fell asleep directly, after all, people are not machines, no matter how vigorous their energy is, there is a time when they are exhausted, but the magic is that the wounds left by that time can be weirdly painful for a lifetime.

The rain is constantly hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows, and you can hear the sound of a few raindrops hitting the city in this soundproofed room, as if you have made up a piece of music, slow and long, which is unforgettable.

Under this inexplicable heavy rain, a pair of black hands reached into Xicheng District, adding a few melodies to this piece of music about her.

Every corner of Xicheng District.

In the ancestral hall of the Liu family that had just finished the funeral, Liu Jincheng smoked under the eaves, exhaled a long smoke, and then was dispersed by the rain curtain and drifted to all corners, leaving no trace, which made Liu Jincheng unnaturally think of whether his life would also drift away like this smoke, and one day it would be so traceless.

It's a sad thought, and one doesn't get any motivation.

Flicking the cigarette butt into the rain curtain, he rubbed his face, reminiscing about what happened last night, what he knew was very simple, Wei Jiu was dead, Bai Wenshan was dead, but this sentence could be summed up, but it had enough power to warp the entire Xicheng District, and now there was a choice in front of him, whether to step into the Emperor Nine Mansion, or obey all his ambitions.

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, it sounded a little noisy, it seemed that through this footsteps, Liu Jincheng guessed that it was his cousin who was full of sharpness, and sure enough, a bald head * was beside him.

"Say it. Through the sound of heavy breathing, Liu Jincheng was able to guess that his cousin could not bring any good news.

"The Ocean Wave Chamber of Commerce has attacked Xicheng District. The sharp man's voice said in a somewhat flustered voice.

Liu Jincheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was not too surprised, he just muttered: "Ma Wenrou, you really wrote this piece well, since this is the case, I will accompany you to play it, I want to see what kind of hearty or sad song this Emperor Nine Mansion will make up." ”

The bald man was a little confused about what Liu Jincheng said, but he had always been anxious, but he was silent at the moment, because he could see that Liu Jincheng's expression was not like a joke, although he had a prominent position in the Liu family, it was false to say that he did not covet the position of the head of the Liu family, but for Liu Jincheng, he admired it from the bottom of his heart, and he knew very well that he had not yet reached the realm of Liu Jincheng.

Perhaps, Liu Jincheng has seen through something, but this thin layer of paper is impenetrable, he turned around and walked towards the Liu family who were waiting for him, although in a sense, he lost to that woman, but the real magic of that woman may be just that, making him feel willing to lose.

He stepped into the ancestral hall, faced all the branches and buds of the Liu family, and then revealed the strength he had never revealed, and announced the four words Emperor Nine Mansions.

This piece of music is made into the notes about this man, but it is not not cluttered, but more melodic progression.

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Zhou's villa.

The old man with raised eyebrows put his hands behind his back, and his expression was also very gloomy looking at such a rain, his mood was as gloomy as the sky, and this room was extremely depressing because of his presence, although he was the only one in this huge room.

The deaths of Wei Jiu and Bai Wenshan once again ignited the fire in his heart, but the invasion of the Wave Chamber of Commerce was like a basin of cold water, destroying all the flames in his heart, and when he came back to his senses in this trance, he found that he had fallen into the arms of that woman again.

What is needed to unite a group of people is not wise leadership, but common enemies.

Zhou Tieshan shook his head helplessly, feeling that Wei Jiu's magic barrier had just withdrawn from Xicheng District, and there was such a woman, it seemed that the man had never intended to give up his obsession with this Xicheng District, and after thinking for a long time, the old man was relieved, and he muttered: "It's not bad to have such a protective umbrella." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the door was knocked three times, and then Zhou Kangcheng walked into the room, this man who was completely robbed of his soul by that woman, walked at the moment to give people a fluttering feeling.

"Inform everyone. Zhou Tieshan's very coercive voice reached Zhou Kangshi's ears, Zhou Kangcheng came to his senses, he could feel the significance of this sentence, immediately nodded and agreed, and then left in a hurry.

The lonely old man was left in the room again.

"Ma Wenrou, this song, the old man will accompany you to play it, as for whether you will become the next Wei Jiu in Xicheng District. But after saying this, Zhou Tieshan seemed to feel a little inappropriate, and changed his words and said: "Let this Emperor Nine Mansion become the second Beicheng Dark Web, it depends on what kind of Taoism you have." ”

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The heavy rain still has no intention of stopping.

A man stepped out of the rain curtain and walked into the nightclub of the shark group with scars, Wang Tao, who hadn't really closed his eyes all night, heard the movement downstairs and rushed down, and when he saw the seriously injured shrub drenched like a chicken in soup, he immediately went over to help, he planned to send him to the hospital, but the shrub shook his head slightly and refused.

"I came back alive. After shaking his head, he said to Wang Tao earnestly.

Wang Tao, a ruffian who looked heartless, immediately said with red eyes after hearing Guanzi's words: "Brother Guanzi, it's good that you can come back alive." Maybe with the return of the shrub, his already ethereal ambition has been shattered, but for Wang Tao, this man's value to him is better than all this, and even the future of his family.

With Wang Tao's support, Irrigation came to the office, he took off his wet coat, revealing the wounds left last night, looking at Wang Tao's heart jumping, but Irrigation Zi didn't care about these wounds at all, and turned his head to look at the continuous rain outside the window.

He muttered in his mouth: "The ninth master is dead." ”

Wang Tao's expression was still with the new clothes, and he suddenly understood that perhaps for Brother Guanzi, the wound on his body was far less than the wound in his heart.

"Did you cry for him that day?" said Douzi with a sad face.

An exclamation, or a part of the music.

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Such a sudden heavy rain lasted until dark, but the wanderer was silent, after not sleeping well for a few days, and then being hit hard, everyone was tired, not only the body, but also the heart.

And Li Banruo, who was lying on the second floor, was awakened by such a heavy rain after sleeping for a few hours, he looked out the window at the broken body that could not be worse, and slowly regained his sense of control of his body, at this moment he only had one thought, that is, he hoped that he had better never wake up, because when he woke up again, he always needed to face the reality, and he was shot a few times in his heart, and he still couldn't be really awake.

But this is not a problem that can be solved by escaping, he looked to the side, and found that the fourth and fifth children were also asleep, he got up lightly, took a box of cigarettes on the table, and staggered downstairs, and found that He Jing was about to leave with Liu Ameng.

Seeing Li Banruo going downstairs, Hejing said hello and said, "I should go back, and you can contact me again after receiving the body of the ninth master." ”

Li Panruo nodded silently, and did not continue to discuss this very heavy topic, he lit a cigarette, and sent Hejing to the door, watching Liu Ameng rush into the rain curtain and drive the car, just as Hejing got into the car, he seemed to think of something, called Hejing and said, "Sister Jing, thank you for being able to accompany me to the end." ”

He Jing smiled at Li Panruo slightly, her face was full of kindness, this seemed to be an expression she would never show to him, she said softly: "Don't break yourself, after all, the wanderer will need you to support him in the future." ”

Li Banruo heard this sentence and was going to say something, but found that Hejing had already gotten in the car and left, because she was in a hurry, which always gave people a deliberate feeling, maybe she knew very well what Li Ban wanted to say next, but Jiu Ye had just passed away, and she didn't want to talk about interests at this time, because it was too hurtful.

The driver is Liu Ameng, although the wipers have been driven to the fastest, but still can't scrape off the rain that is like splashing down, so this GL8 can only drive slowly on the street, fortunately, because of such a rainstorm, there are almost no vehicles on the road.

"What are we going to do next?" Liu Amon asked, he could see the hesitation and entanglement on He Jing's face.

He Jing rubbed her temples, and rarely avoided this topic and said: "I don't want to talk about this yet, let's arrange the aftermath of the Ninth Master first, now at least I have the same idea as Li Banruo and Chuang Zi, send him away decently, and now I talk about these things directly, it's too realistic." ”

Liu Ameng nodded and closed his mouth, perhaps thinking that it was indeed too urgent to ask this question now, but he also had the idea of taking precautions, with the death of the ninth master, the people on this boat, the grasshoppers on a rope, have become a thing of the past, although Liu Ameng also feels that this is too realistic, but he has suffered a lot over the years.

He Jing slowly closed her eyes, she was very confident in the personality of Li Banruo and Chuangzi, but she didn't know why, she was afraid of Li Panruo's sentence, because she knew very well that in such a river and lake, anything could be tested, but the only thing that could not be tested was the human heart, and she didn't want to put herself under more pressure at this time, so she escaped.