Chapter 45: Take a photo and sign it
My aunt's house is very close to the geology and mining hospital, and if you take a shortcut, you can't even get a stop away.
Cross the road, cross a small alley, and cross another road to the main entrance of the hospital.
It was close, but the alley was not very easy to walk, it was deep and narrow, and it could only accommodate two people side by side.
Since there was a robbery here last year, there were very few people passing by during the day, and it was even more nowhere to be seen at night.
In the hundred-meter-long alley, there is not even a street lamp, coupled with the black clouds in the sky, which will obscure the bright moon in the sky, and the surroundings are pitch black, and you can only see things a few meters ahead.
Han Ye twisted the food box and walked into the dark and narrow alley, with three or four meter-high walls on both sides, as if he was in a cage, which made people feel depressed.
Outside the alley, the sound of cars speeding and the noise of people are boiling and reverberating, one after another.
In the alley, it was dark and silent, except for the occasional sound of his footsteps, there was no other sound, it was like another world in the bustling city, isolated and forgotten, even if someone died here, it would not be known to the outside world.
Maybe it's because someone cleaned it, the alleys are fairly clean, and there is no garbage everywhere and sewage flowing everywhere, but there is always a complex rancid smell wafting in the air, which makes people feel disgusting.
After walking in the alley for a long time, Han Ye felt that he could fall asleep when he walked.
Suddenly, a creepy hiss came from the depths of the alley, and he was shaken all over.
The screaming was short and poignant, it had just begun, it had ended in an instant, and the surroundings quickly returned to their previous calm, and then there was no more sound, as if nothing had happened.
It's just that the faint smell of blood was sent out by the night wind, indicating that not far ahead, a tragedy had just occurred.
Han Ye stiffened his face, raised his guard, and walked forward quickly.
The further you go, the stronger the smell of blood becomes.
When he turned a corner, a bloody and cruel picture immediately jumped into his eyes.
Two young men in their twenties, covered in blood, lying on their backs, with their mouths open, their faces full of horror, their eyes bursting out, and they were no longer breathing.
Both of their throats had been sliced open with sharp blades, their vocal cords and major cervical arteries had been severed, and blood was pouring out of the wounds, staining the ground blood-red.
Judging from the wounds, the murderer's methods are cruel, clean and neat, and the life is cut off with a single knife, and it also makes the deceased unable to call for help, and the murderer is definitely a good hand.
Han Ye was almost sure at a glance that these two people were the ones who were watching in the garden this afternoon.
The yellow hair with a very murderous style is really easy to recognize.
He thought just now that these two people had gone to dinner after work, but he didn't expect to die in this alley!
Han Ye stood beside the corpse, watching the tragic situation of the two of them, silent.
The originally warm night breeze seemed to cool down in an instant, bringing a slight chill.
After standing beside the corpse for a long time, Han Ye suddenly sighed: "Come out, don't hide, I know you're there." After standing for so long, you don't feel tired, my feet are a little sore!"
After a while, a man stepped out of the shadows in front of him.
He was holding a small black travel bag in his left hand and a dagger in his right hand, beads of blood dripping down the blade of the dagger.
"It's a shame to let you see this scene. The man's appearance was ordinary, and his tone was very gentle, but his eyes contained an extremely fierce murderous aura, "Actually, I like your cousin a lot, and I think you are a very good brother." It's a pity......"
At the end, he smiled, as if helpless.
"It's a shame indeed. Han Ye nodded, as if he felt the same way, "You are probably the killer white wolf who is being wanted all over the city, right?" I knew that you were so famous, when I was in the elevator in the afternoon, I took a photo with you, asked for an autograph, and then sent it to my meager bag, so as to ensure that your popularity has soared and your attention has been brushed." ”
The white wolf's eyes narrowed, and he looked Han Ye up and down, as if he couldn't see through the young man in front of him.
"You're quite bold, it's been such a time, and you're not afraid at all. ”
Han Ye shrugged: "Why be afraid, what's the use of standing at the gate of hell?"
"Well said, well said. ”
The white wolf praised with a smile, and his body suddenly pounced forward, "whew" with a gust of wind, like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and the whole person rushed towards Han Ye.
The dagger in his hand was like a poisonous snake, piercing Han Ye's heart from top to bottom.
Han Ye sneered, his right leg "banged" on the ground, his body burst up, he didn't dodge or dodge, and rushed towards the man!
In the blink of an eye, the two met in mid-air.
Seeing that the dagger was about to be inserted into Han Ye's chest, Han Ye's waist suddenly forcibly twisted in mid-air, and he forcibly avoided the fatal blow, and then a punch blasted out like a heavy cannon, violently blasting into the opponent's left chest!
"Whew!"
The sound of breaking the air stirred by the fist wind made the man's face change in an instant!
In a hurry, the white wolf didn't have time to do too much strain, so he could only raise his left arm and protect it on his chest.
"Bang!"
Han Ye's fist slammed into the man's left arm.
The white wolf's body shook violently, like being struck by lightning, snorted in pain, flew backwards two meters away, and after landing, he "pedaled" and retreated seven or eight steps, until he hit the cement wall, and finally stabilized his body.
The arm bone of his left arm was broken by a punch, like a knife cut, the pain was unbearable, the corners of his forehead were covered with cold sweat, and even the left half of his body was also affected, almost completely numb.
The travel bag that was originally carried in his left hand was not under his control at this time, and it fell to the ground with a "poof".
"No wonder you are so calm, it turns out that you are a practitioner, I really underestimate you. The white wolf endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and said.
"It's just a few days of practice. ”
Han Ye didn't mean to be modest, but to tell the truth, so far, he had indeed only cultivated for a few days.
However, when he said this, how could the white wolf believe it?
After only a few days of practice, you have such terrifying power?
After only a few days of practice, you can blast him away with one punch?
Where in the world is there such a genius?
You must know that before he became a professional killer, he had been immersed in martial arts for many years, and he was proficient in almost everything in Chaquan Sanda Jiu-Jitsu, and his actual combat skills were even much richer than many martial arts masters, and as for the experience of killing, there were very few people who could compare.
In an environment of indiscriminate fighting, he could even take out the vast majority of second-order martial artists.
But Han Ye actually destroyed his left arm with one punch!
At such a young age, it was beyond his expectations to have such unfathomable strength.