Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Bad Move

Lone wolf, cold-blooded, and dark night, two gold medal killers. Standing in opposition to each other, the blades in their hands plunging into each other's chests and feeling the passage of life.

"It's a little early to laugh now. The cold-blooded suddenly sneered.

The face stained with a lot of blood looked even more hideous under this smile.

The lone wolf looked at the cold blood that was close at hand in horror, and he found that the other party's vitality was still very strong, and there was no sign of death at all.

"I forgot to tell you, my heart is on the right. ”

The lone wolf spat out a mouthful of blood, he should have guessed it a long time ago. At the beginning, Lin Xiaomei stabbed him in the chest, but it didn't kill him, and the lone wolf thought that the stab was not deep and didn't hurt his heart, but he didn't expect the reason to be here.

"I gave you two chances, and you both missed them. It's a pity that I won't give it a third chance. ”

The knife in his hand was suddenly pulled out, and a large amount of bright red blood spurted out of his chest like a fountain.

The cold blood did not have any intention of dodging, let the blood spray on the body and face, close the eyes and feel the warmth and stickiness in the blood, and the face showed incomparable enjoyment.

The lone wolf fell, the legend of the night, and the gold medal killer, he was defeated in the fight against fate after all.

His eyes were wide open, and he was still staring at the front left. In that direction was his sister's residence. No one knows how unwilling he was at the last moment of his life. He tried his best to live his last life, but after all, he still couldn't change the fate of his sister being strangled.

Chen Mengran stood stupidly, his face frozen in horror, like a dead lone wolf, as if he had no vital signs.

He was frightened, this bloody scene had penetrated deep into Chen Mengran's soul, making his whole soul tremble.

He thought it would be a great battle, but he never thought it would be reduced to a life-for-life fight, and for the first time in his life, he witnessed killing and being killed, which was definitely a shocking shock to him who grew up in a greenhouse.

Chen Mengran wanted to escape from this Shura Hell, but now he felt that he didn't even have the strength to run for his life.

His whole body trembled, trembling from the depths of his soul.

The death of the lone wolf made Chen Mengran empathize, he didn't know why he felt this way, perhaps, the first time he faced murder, ordinary people would feel this way.

Suddenly, he saw the living man on the other side flick his hand in his direction, and then he saw a dart shoot at him, taking him in the eye.

Chen Mengran wanted to dodge, but found that he didn't even have the strength to dodge. I could only watch the darts shoot into my eyes.

There was no pain, just what felt as if a gust of wind was blowing.

The dart passed between the eyes, unhindered, and shot at the wall behind him.

Cold-blooded walked up to Chen Mengran, only one meter away from him.

In close contact, I saw that the other party's face was stained with blood, and I couldn't see my original face, I just felt that the other party should be very handsome.

At this time, he was cold-blooded, staring ahead with a suspicious face. As a killer, he has a very strong sixth sense, and he has long felt that he is being watched by something, but he has been fighting a lone wolf and has no time to take care of it.

Now that the lone wolf is dead, he immediately sends out the dart, trying to kill the person who is peeking at him, but he doesn't expect the dart to hit anything.

"How so, why do you feel like someone is watching and there is nothing?" muttered cold-blooded.

He even touched his hand forward, fearing that there would be some invisibility cloak or something. Of course, in the end, nothing came of it.

Chen Mengran was startled when he saw the other party's hand passing through his body, for fear that the other party would really touch something.

Listening to the other party's muttering again, my heart moved. Listening to the meaning of his words, it seemed that he could find out that it was because he was peeking at him.

Chen Mengran hurriedly closed his eyes, and secretly said that he shouldn't feel it like this.

Sure enough, I heard Cold-Blooded continue to murmur: "I don't feel it, it's strange." ”

After saying that, Cold-Blooded ignored the strange feeling and returned to the lone wolf's corpse.

Looking at the lone wolf who had died, cold-blooded pulled out the blade that had pierced his chest.

The stab wasn't deep, but it was enough to stab the heart.

If the cold-blooded heart was the same as an ordinary person, this knife would be enough to kill him.

But if it is a if, let the lone wolf exhaust the tricks, after all, it is still a bad move.

searched the corpse of the lone wolf, and when he withdrew his hand, he held a jade bracelet in his hand, which was the jade bracelet that the lone wolf had taken out earlier.

Looking closely at the jade bracelet, his cold-blooded face suddenly became surprised.

When the lone wolf took it out, because the distance was too far and because of the night, Cold-Blooded didn't take a closer look. This time I found out at close range that there was something wrong with this bracelet, which seemed to be different from Lin Xiaomei's bracelet.

After looking at it carefully, he snorted coldly, he was sure that this was not Lin Xiaomei.

"Damn, it's damn to take a fake bracelet to trick me into distraction. ”

Cold-blooded kicked the lone wolf corpse hard, venting the anger in his heart.

When he raised his hand, he wanted to break it, but he saw that it was green all over, and it seemed to be worth some money, so he finally dispelled his thoughts and put it in his arms.

The lone wolf is dead, and there is no one who can protect Lin Xiaomei, and the next step is to do something to this woman who insulted him.

But before that, Cold-blooded was more interested in the person on the fourth floor, who could make the lone wolf not even want his life, what is the relationship between the two.

Cold-blooded has the urge to go up and find out now. But reason dispels him from that idea.

The situation here will soon be discovered, and he must leave as much as he can. And with his current injury, the top priority is to heal the injury. As for the man on the fourth floor, he can only wait for him to recover from his injuries before dealing with it.

Thinking of this, the cold-blooded did not delay any longer, and after taking a deep look at the lone wolf's corpse again, he left on his own.

He didn't go to the main entrance, but walked to the back of the community, and after two verticals, he climbed over the wall and finally disappeared.

The community was calm, there was no sound around, Chen Mengran opened his eyes again, and found that the person had left, and Chen Mengran's heart that had mentioned his throat and eyes was put down again.

Finding that his strength had regained a little, he immediately thought of fleeing again, but when he was about to leave, his figure stopped again.

He found that a ball of light suddenly condensed from the body of the stranger who had been killed, and it detached from his body.

The ball of light appears to be subjected to some kind of suction, flying towards a certain building, entering through the window of that building, and eventually disappearing again.

I was surprised by this strange scene, and suddenly realized that the disappeared window was not my room.

Hurry home, enter the bedroom, and find the shadow of a ball of light. After a little thought, I suddenly had an idea. Entering the meteorite space again, as expected, a ball of light was suspended in the space that had already dimmed.

"Soul Light Orb. ”

Chen Mengran was almost certain that it was the soul of the strange man just now.

Unexpectedly, it would be sucked into its own meteorite space. This is the first time that the space has been seen to suck in the soul.

Chen Mengran instinctively wanted to awaken this soul, but his hand stopped at the moment when he was about to touch the soul.