Jiangnan, an apartment building in a community.

The sunset is obliquely shining, the autumn mood is strong, and the wind is cold.

The lawyer sat on a stool in the living room, only to feel a chill like a maggot on the tarsal bones, enveloping him little by little, penetrating through his thin suit shirt.

When he made his fortune in Huazhong Tong and established Hua's Entertainment Company, he had already followed Huazhong Tong.

At that time, he was no longer young, and now he has gray hair and his face is beginning to age.

On the desktop, there are a large number of scattered documents, share transfer contracts, records of the use of funds, information about the stupid hat company, information about Luoyang and other documents.

The lawyer looked at Luoyang's smiling face on the document, looked down at his old and rough hand, and fell into deep thought.

"Buckle button!"

There was a knock at the door.

The lawyer shuddered and glanced at the door with some horror, then took a deep breath to calm the fear in his heart, stood up and stepped forward to open the door.

A white sweater, a black sweatshirt, sweatpants, an ordinary-looking young man, standing in the doorway, his hands in his pockets, staring at the lawyer with two single-eyelid eyes blankly.

This person, of course, is the madman who almost killed the fire wolf.

The lawyer opened the door, turned sideways and said, "Come in!"

The madman walked in, sat down in the seat next to him, and said, "Tell me, who are you going to kill this time?"

The lawyer sat back in his place, took Luoyang's information casually, put it in front of the madman, and said, "This is the person." ”

When the madman saw Luoyang's photo, his face changed, and the scene of Luoyang teleporting to take away the four girls flashed in his mind.

He picked up the information, looked through it carefully, put it down after reading it, and sighed: "You are cheating me again, where is this person an ordinary person, he can teleport! Do you know what teleportation is?"

The lawyer was stunned and said in horror: "Can't you kill him too?"

The madman pondered in silence for a moment, and then said, "It's not impossible, but in order to avoid not receiving money later, I still have to remind you." ”

The lawyer frowned, "What's the matter?"

The madman crossed Erlang's legs and joked: "Are you sure that after the property is settled, this Luoyang will still hire you as his lawyer?"

The lawyer was stunned, and then his face quickly turned pale, and drops of cold sweat leaked from the back of his head.

The madman shook his head and said: "The means you can use are nothing more than forging a will, but how can a young man with strong blood and strength leave a will for himself? Even if he does, how can he give you his property? Even if you have already thought of a perfect plan, so what? People only need to replace you as a lawyer, and you will have no drama." ”

The lawyer was speechless.

The madman said contemptuously: "If you were bold enough, you should have started to act as early as when Huazhong Tong was imprisoned, and directly kicked this Luoyang away, and you wouldn't have so much to do today." ”

The lawyer laughed miserably: "Hua Zhongtong has left a back hand, ready to die and come back to life, how dare I do it at that time? If he fails, of course I have endless wealth in my hands, but if he succeeds, I will definitely be the first to die." ”

The madman shook his head and said with great regret: "This is a 50 percent probability! You don't dare to do this?"

The lawyer's face was suddenly full of anger, but in the face of the madman, he didn't dare to say anything, he could only swallow his teeth into his stomach, and said hatefully: "If I were a bold person, I wouldn't be a lawyer by now." ”

The madman got up and said, "Then come to me when you are sure, if I have worked so hard to kill someone, and you can't get half a dime, then I will be too bad." ”

After saying that, the madman was about to leave, but the lawyer shouted: "You wait!"

The madman wondered, "What's the matter?"

The lawyer got up, took out a newspaper full of Korean from his bedroom briefcase, threw it on the table, pointed to the newspaper and said, "The fire wolf is not dead, what is going on?"

The madman frowned and said, "How can I not be dead? Not only did I break his internal organs, but I also broke my neck, he is a fire wolf, and he is not a Wolverine, how can he still be alive?"

The lawyer said a little excitedly: "But the news released by the police in Kimchi Country is that the fire wolf has been arrested and is now being treated in the hospital, and he is not dead!

The madman was stunned.

Killing the fire wolf and letting go of the hostages, the police in Kimchi Country are busy controlling public opinion and singing praises for themselves, and they may no longer care who is behind the scenes.

If the hostages are dead, then the possibility of the Kimchi Country police, who have been scolded by the public for blood, will be traced to the end.

That's why the lawyer has to rescue the hostages.

Originally, everything was perfect, and the hostages were rescued, but I didn't expect that the most important fire wolf actually didn't die.

The madman picked up the newspaper and read it, but he couldn't read Korean, so he could only say, "I'll find out for myself." ”

The lawyer asked again, "If the fire wolf is not dead, what are you going to do?

The madman said impatiently: "I will take care of it, and I will not take your money for nothing." ”

The lawyer said: "And that Luoyang, he seems to have noticed something, you better move quickly!"

A cold glint flashed in the madman's eyes: "Wait." ”

With that, the madman turned and left.

———— the dividing line of the lawyer's panic————

As night falls, the night sky on the outskirts of Seoul is full of stars and the moon is shining.

This is the location of the Shouer Military Region, and the military camp lurking in the dark night is like a sleeping beast, exuding a solemn aura that no one can approach.

And within the military region, the hospitals that play an important role are still brightly lit.

At the entrance of the boxy hospital, at the staircase inside, in the corridors on each floor, and even at the entrance of the ward, there were a large number of soldiers with loaded guns on guard.

All the soldiers were in good spirits and did not allow any unidentified people to come near.

In Ward 706, the lights are bright, and the only sound is the sound of the heart motor.

The half-immortal fire wolf lay on the hospital bed, his face covered with a respirator, his whole body bandaged, and his tubes stuck everywhere, dying, his eyes limply open.

Black-eyed stood beside the bed, the shadow formed by his tall body enveloped him, and he said condescendingly in broken Chinese: "Explain who sent you to do these things, and you can suffer less in prison in the future." ”

The fire wolf opened its mouth and moved, but it couldn't make a sound at all.

The black eyes frowned and said, "When you can speak, I will come again, you think about it yourself!"

With that, he got up and walked out of the room, and closed the door as he left.

There was no one in the entire ward.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure rolled in through the window and landed on the ground.

Black sweatshirt, black jeans.

This person, naturally, is a madman.

The madman walked to the bedside and looked at the dying fire wolf, without the slightest intention of reminiscing or talking nonsense, and punched him hard in the head!

"Poof!"

The fire wolf's skull was completely smashed, and a mixture of watermelon juice and tofu brain spurted out, spilling everywhere.

There is no doubt that such a person is too dead to die.

The madman smiled contentedly, turned and walked away, intending to return the way he came.

At this moment, a cold sword light flashed!

"Flutter-"

The muffled sound of a blade slicing through a human body sounded, followed by a splattered of blood.

"Ahh

The madman jerked back from his wounds, and stood still at the window, his eyes locked on his enemy.

Dressed in a military uniform, he held a gorgeous sword, and his eyes were as black as ink.

It's the black eye that has just walked out.

He looked at the madman with blood flowing on his left arm, smiled, and then said in broken Chinese: "I've been waiting for a long time." ”

The madman looked at the black eyes with jealousy, glanced at the empty ward, and asked, "It's so empty here, where are you hiding?"

The black eye smiled and said, "As a sniper, if I don't even have this bit of covert kung fu, then what else am I messing with?"

The madman sneered, "The fire wolf has been killed by me. ”

The black eyes smiled heartily, and said generously: "The fire wolf is too seriously injured, he has died a long time ago, what is on the table here is just a disguised dummy, if you kill it, you will kill it, leaving you is our purpose." ”

The madman's face changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect to fall into your trap." ”

Black-eyed held a knife in one hand, pointed the tip of the knife at the madman, and said with a smile: "You rescued the hostages, and after almost killing the fire wolf, you disappeared, so you must have come to kill people, and the one who hired the fire wolf and the one who hired you must be the same person, can you ask? Who sent you?"

The madman's face became solemn, but he didn't expect that although the black eyes seemed to say a lot, they didn't reveal any useful information at all, but instead reversed his words.

There is no way to continue this conversation happily.

The madman took a step back, as if in retreat.

The murderous intent flashed in the black eyes, and the knife in his hand swung violently at the madman.

The sky and the earth instantly darkened, and all that could be seen was the sword light!

"Boom!"

The madman slammed back, slammed through the window and jumped out of the hospital building, falling to the ground in an arc in the air, and a long wound had been cut in his chest.

Blood, sprinkled all over the sky.

The entire hospital was cut along the seventh floor, with a neat gap.

Fortunately, the black eye only swung half a circle, otherwise, the hospital building would have been cut in half with a knife.

The madman took out a black bottle of spray with the word "fierce" on it, sprayed it wildly on his body, and the terrible wound where the blood rushed wildly immediately stopped the bleeding and healed quickly.

He bared his teeth in pain, and his bean-sized eyes looked around wary.

The soldiers on patrol have gone away at some point, and the participation of ordinary soldiers in this level of struggle will only cause unnecessary casualties.

"Click, click, click..."

Footsteps came from directly ahead, but the madman's eyes widened and he couldn't see anything.

Can't beat it.

The madman only had these three words in his mind, so he didn't hesitate to throw a smoke bomb at the concrete floor under his feet.

"Uhhh

A thick smoke filled the air.

The black-eyed figure appeared, and his face was solemn.

This strange smoke actually obscured all his vision.

"Not good!"

The black eye turned around and rushed to the place where the fire wolf was being held.

He lied, and the fire wolf did not die.

And the madman apparently perceives this.

The black eye wanted to remedy, but it was too late.

In terms of speed, he is definitely not comparable to a madman.

“boom！”

A mushroom cloud rose with a bang.

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Words written at the end:

That's it for the new chapter, and the rest of the updates will be as fate would have it.

First, the civil service exam is approaching, and I will do my best to prepare for it. It takes a lot of time to think about the plot every day, and I can't concentrate on studying, and I'm still an unemployed vagrant, so I can't keep gnawing at the old age, and I have to fight in the public exam anyway.

The second is that I really can't write, my pen is still too weak, I can't control the novel, the rhythm and focus are also messy, it's unsustainable, I hold back for a month, and I only write so much.

After the public examination, if I can go ashore, I will continue to update, if I can't go ashore... Unemployed vagrants are not qualified to talk about their writing dreams, and they have to find their own food anyway.

Thank you to my book friends who have supported me all the way.

Above.