Whoa......

In the hustle and bustle of the city, people are dreaming in bed, and suddenly there is a loud noise outside the house, followed by the sound of dripping water in front of the eaves, the rhythm of the ticking is like a song, the sound is non-stop, I am afraid that countless people toss and turn, and fall asleep in a daze.

The thunder and lightning thundered, splitting the deep starry sky, and a few wisps of residual light struggled.

The wind howled angrily and blew Zuo Changwen's heart, his whole body shrunk up and down and kept trembling, his tense body was blown by the wind and rain, and the cold and biting bones made his limbs a little numb.

Pupils trembled in their sockets. Confusion, fear, and powerlessness weave into an impenetrable web that binds him. Quietly stretching his neck, he retracted it again, and all he could see was darkness.

Zuo Changwen grew up in Linghai City since he was a child, and he is honest. But because of his poor diploma, it was difficult to find a job that suited him, and his personality was lazy, so he had to join a group of ground pimples to get a job after a long time.

After a long period of contact, he found that it was actually very good to do pimples, and he would charge protection money if he had nothing to do, and within the interest, his life would be considered moisturized.

Today, he and his brothers and friends sat in the corners of the city, as usual, bragging to each other and collecting tips. Until a friend brought back a guy and destroyed his worldview......

He didn't know how the guy did it, and how he did it. The only thing he knew was that the guy had cut up everyone but himself! The mutilated corpses were piled up there, red blood flowing.

He watched as a friend was slashed at the waist, screaming, his internal organs clearly visible, and blood splattered his face. Trembling all over, like a rat that has encountered a natural predator, it quickly escaped.

Finally, hovering on the verge of despair, he hid on the side of a garbage can, trembling speechlessly, this near-death experience made him adrenaline rush, his heart beat wildly, and his five senses listened carefully to his surroundings.

The "thump" sound of the heart is like a symphony of death, compressing the blood and shuttling through every blood vessel, and the heart is thrilling.

The rain washes away the blood on the face, leaving a spur mark that burrows into the eyeballs and makes it uncomfortable. Zuo Changwen raised his hands tremblingly, a pair of index fingers and middle fingers were erected, and his cold and blue lips were nostalgic:

"God forbid, God bless ......"

Creak......

A strange sound broke his prayer, Zuo Changwen suddenly tensed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and the raindrops fused together, and the whole person curled up next to the garbage can, his face pale. It was as if time stood still, motionless.

Bang!

The thunder roared! Brilliant light illuminated every corner. Zuo Changwen held his breath, and a strange shadow appeared beside him under the electric light, so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, only to hear his heart beating violently.

Click......

The sound began to move, as if it was approaching him. Zuo Changwen greeted all the people who could pray one by one in his heart, and he couldn't stop trembling.

The figure walked slowly, as if deliberately tormenting his fragile mind. For a moment, Zuo Changwen only felt that his breathing was so fast that he couldn't control it, and his heart couldn't be suppressed!

In an instant, the sound stopped—about a meter or so beside him.

Timidly narrowing his trembling eyelids, Zuo Changwen could vaguely see a pair of red shoes like blood, stepping on the shallow puddle of bright red blood spreading. With every step, there will be shoe prints detached from the soles of the shoes, leaving a horror.

“…… Let's go, big brother!" Zuo Changwen roared in his heart! It was the first time he felt that time had passed so long.

Suddenly, as if hearing his heart, the figure turned around and left with the coldness of the tide.

Zuo Changwen listened to the devil's whispers and disappeared into the storm, and a sense of luck arose, and he actually curled up in the corner and sobbed in a low voice!

"Really, a big man is so timid!"

Li Weifan's voice broke the coldness in the alleyway, and the echo gradually faded away. Zuo Changwen stopped sobbing and even stopped breathing, this voice was so familiar that fear had penetrated deep into his bone marrow.

"Ahhh

"Boring, I remember that Qingyun Club is not a very upright gang, how did you do this?" The cold voice echoed in his ears, Li Weifan suddenly appeared in mid-air, and his crippled figure fell like Mount Tai, kicking Zuo Changwen, who was half of his soul gone, a few meters away.

The wind howled and muddy water splashed. Li Weifan's blood-stained trench coat was blown whirring. quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zuo Changwen's muddy hair with his fingers like iron clips, and slammed his head against the wall without paying attention to his crying!

Zuo Changwen is an ordinary adult man, weighing more than 130 pounds, and in Li Weifan's hands, he is like a weak chicken drifting with the tide.

"Ahhh

Li Weifan frowned, and the rain left on his face. When the picture of his head breaking and bleeding was about to appear, he sketched a wicked smile and put his fingers down.

"Hah...... Haha...... "Zuo Changwen fell to the ground like a mess of mud, and he rubbed on the ground for a distance because of inertia.

sat up, covered his heart, and kept gasping, his face pale. The person in front of him is almost the same as the Shura under the Nine Shadows!

The piercing killing intent turned into an endless tide, enveloping him to death. Zuo Changwen's eyes widened, he screamed sharply, and hurriedly slid to the wall with his numb hands to support his body, pointing at Li Weifan, who was indifferent:

"You...... Don't come here!"

Li Weifan had a cold face, and his blood-filled shoes made a "squeak" rubbing sound under his feet, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "I ask, you answer." ”

Zuo Changwen hid in the corner in a daze, not daring to make a noise.

"Three months ago, wasn't the Qingyun Club still an upright little gang?" asked Li Weifan, his eyes fell on Zuo Changwen, and he said lightly.

Zuo Changwen didn't dare to indulge, and being able to survive now was the first thing. After listening with his ears pricked up, he said, "This ...... I don't know! I'm just a newcomer. ”

His words were very urgent, and his eyes kept drifting beside Li Weifan, and he didn't even dare to let go of a single movement of the other party.

Li Weifan closed his eyes and thought deeply, and then looked at Zuo Changwen fiercely, making the latter tremble again and again: "Okay, you bring this thing to your master." ”

Anyway, Li Weifan took out a silver-gray token out of nowhere, which was full of raindrops and exuded a chill, as if it was shaped by ten thousand years of Xuanbing.

Zuo Changwen raised his hands full of mud, as if he was still thanking the other party for his "reward". The moment he covered it, he suddenly shuddered, and the token in his hand exuded a chill, and it actually rushed straight to his Heavenly Spirit Gai!

Fortunately, his fingers were already numb, and he was amazed at first, and he quickly calmed down. Picobbled together a bitter and embarrassed smile on his stiff face, and said, "Yes, then what else do you want me to do?"

"No, you can't do it if you do. Li Weifan turned around, glanced back at Zuo Changwen, smiled indifferently, and left a mysterious and blood-like figure, which gradually faded away in the thunderstorm.

(End of chapter)