The moment the sun sets is dusk and the beginning of the night. The night was shrouded in black, and the only thing that illuminated the land was the round and uncertain moon, which filled the night with darkness and restlessness. No one likes the darkness of the night, and human beings use their wisdom to make this dark night bright and full of life. However, in such a bright and green night, it becomes even darker and unsettling.

The full moon rises quietly, hanging high in the night sky, the ancients have a special love for the bright moon, every time the sadness is always under the moon alone to drink into three shadows, how indescribable sadness. Every great poet and great sage can write their sadness and helplessness under the moon, and the moon entrusts them with the side they are most unwilling to show.

In such a big city, night will still come as usual, but few people will look up at the moon and see this existence that has been illuminating human history. Keep your head down and play with your phone in your hand, or get lost in the glitz and glamour of life. The light of the full moon is insignificant in front of the light created by human beings, and there is no light at all, and the breath of the moon disappears in the modern city.

It was already late autumn weather, and the full moon was quietly hanging on the branches, exuding a cold atmosphere. The night breeze blows the river, and the waves crash against the reinforced concrete embankment, and no wave can jump over the colder reinforced concrete. High-rise buildings abound on both sides of the river, and the Oriental Pearl Tower, which symbolizes the prosperity and status of the city, towers here. The bright moon slanted on the branches, and under the light of the Oriental Pearl Tower, there was no trace of color.

The late autumn evening breeze gives people a chilly feeling, and the breeze slowly comes to the Bund with people coming and going, taking pictures of the high-rise buildings on the opposite side of the Huangpu River. Everyone is smiling, looking at this beautiful night scene, marking this moment in their lives. The guardrails on the Bund are full of tourists, blowing the cool breeze on the river, looking down at the river surface blown by the evening breeze and the endless ferry. Unconsciously, the late night comes, the Oriental Pearl Tower stands high on the bank of the river, and every night is the three most dazzling pearls, illuminating the city with its most flashing lights, so that it can be as bright as the day in the dark night.

The bustling people on the riverside crowd each other, watching the night here, not enjoying the night view, but the bustling surface of the city. The breeze blows, a few fallen leaves float in the air, a black shadow appears on the Oriental Pearl Tower, although the three incomparably bright lights on the Oriental Pearl Tower, but can not illuminate this black shadow, a black robe, look closely at a few butterflies with blue wings on the black robe, as if gently shaking their wings to dance in the black curtain and fly out of the darkness. There was no face to be seen on the black robe, but a wooden mask, and to the left of the mask was also a butterfly with blue wings, and then two extremely black pupils. Standing high on the spire of the Oriental Pearl, the autumn wind blows the corners of his clothes, and the whole person is completely integrated with the night, such a bright night sky, but he can't shine a trace of his clothes, and his two deep eyes stare at the city.

After a long time, the person's arm waved slightly, and an indigo light appeared behind him, feeling that it could instantly cover all the lights of the city. Looking closely, two indigo butterfly-like wings appeared behind him, shaking his shoulders, and the indigo wings retracted, leaping downward, and rushing straight to the ground. The indigo wings spread, and a gentle breeze blew, and a blue light streaked across the sky and disappeared under the bright moon.

The blue light glowed in the high-rise buildings, and a tearing cry of "help...... sounded out of nowhere, and the blue light flashed and a black shadow appeared on the corner of an alley. A long-haired woman was surrounded by three men in the middle, her blouse had been torn, and the rounded twin peaks loomed, and the woman struggled desperately in the middle.

The blue wings behind the black shadow shook slightly, and a cold and biting cold wind blew, and the three men trembled all over, stopped the lewd woman's hand, and turned their heads to see a black shadow standing in front. The man standing at the front turned around, a scar on Guangguang's head, and laughed loudly: "Brother, I didn't expect to be so lucky to meet this unlucky guy." ”

Several people sneered, and a sarcastic voice said: "Brother Monkey, isn't this the butterfly-faced monster who has been criticized by the media these days? ”

The butterfly-faced stranger didn't answer, and looked at the situation here with deep eyes, and the woman who was surrounded by three men trembled all over. When the woman saw a person appear, she thought she had caught a life-saving straw, but it was a butterfly-faced monster, and the recent reports all pointed to this person as a complete villain, but the woman still shouted "Help." ”

The man with the scar kicked the woman to the ground and roared, "Shout again, Lao Tzu killed you today." When the woman saw the scarred man's vicious face, she fell to the ground and shrunk into a ball, not daring to make another sound.

The butterfly-faced monster still didn't have any words, as if it had nothing to do with him. The scar man sneered: "Where to go, you are not welcome here, you are hindering Lao Tzu in doing things, and I will destroy you with one shot." With his right hand, he pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the butterfly-faced stranger.

The butterfly-faced stranger looked around the scene and turned around. "I didn't expect this butterfly-faced monster to be ashamed and want to escape. A voice came.

"Haha......" Scar Man's hearty laughter spread throughout the alley, "Don't go, stay and have fun with us, tomorrow's news will make your big bad guy image more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people." ”

The butterfly-faced monster, who had turned around to leave, stopped, turned back to face the three people again, and stepped out of a black shadow to pass through. The scar man was kicked and slammed into the wall, and the other two saw the boss being kicked away, and a long knife appeared in one person's hand, and the other lifted an iron rod in his hand. The long knife slashed at the butterfly-faced monster with cold light, grabbed its arm, kicked it out with a reflexive kick, followed by the iron rod that was waved with one hand, and slapped it with his left hand, slapping the other person to the ground.

The scar man got up tremblingly, held the pistol in both hands and pointed it at the butterfly-faced monster and yelled, "I'm going to shoot you down." ”

The butterfly-faced monster looked at the scar man, stretched out his right thumb and pressed it against the outstretched little finger, and there was a crisp bone sound. The scarred man's face showed a hideous color, and his trembling hand suddenly opened a pistol, and "bang bang ......" three loud gunshots in succession, back and forth in this small alley. After the scar man finished grabbing, he tried to open his eyes and saw the butterfly-faced monster still standing in place, and then opened his clenched right hand, and three bullets fell to the ground with a dingdong. Where has the scar man ever seen such a scene, grabbing a bullet with his bare hands, isn't this a scene that only exists in movies? ”

The butterfly-faced monster stretched out his right hand behind his back and pulled out a two-foot-long sword, the bare sword stem was blood-red, the sword grid was indeed blue, and the two-foot-long sword exuded a cold black aura. The long sword stabbed straight through the whistling bullets, and the saucer-faced monster instantly rushed to the side of the scar man, the black sword blade reflected the scar man's distorted face, and the sword blade swung through, a bright light, with a ball of blood flowers floated away, and an arm flew up.

"Ah......h The butterfly-faced stranger still didn't say anything, just stopped looking at the scar man lying on the ground, his dark pupils staring at the other two.

In the blink of an eye, the boss with the pistol was cut off by the butterfly-faced stranger, and the two of them trembled a little with fear when they saw the butterfly-faced stranger's eyes now. "Ah...... Look for death. With a loud roar, one of them picked up the iron rod in his hand and rushed out, swinging the rod at the head of the butterfly-faced monster. A somewhat slender arm with a cool breeze gently grabbed the iron rod, the black sword flashed, and one arm flew out, followed by a miserable scream.

Both of their arms were cut off, and both were right arms, and the last person was leaning against the wall, his face was full of horror, his legs were shaking, and he couldn't believe that the rumors were true, as long as he offended the butterfly-faced monster, his arm would be cut off. The butterfly-faced monster kicked the screaming man on his knees unconscious, and turned to the last man. The last person broke out in a cold sweat, watching the butterfly-faced monster move his feet, how he hoped that this distance would be a chasm, and the other party would never be able to walk. Then after all, this was his own hope and luxury, and the butterfly-faced stranger quickly walked in front of him, but it was these few steps that made him suffer a lot, and the black sword waved without a trace. In an instant, a heart-turning pain spread throughout his body, and a miserable roar sounded.

The butterfly-faced stranger watched all this coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in cutting off the other party's arm, and strolled towards the woman lying on the ground. With one hand helping it up, and with a breath, the woman woke up in a daze. Seeing that she was being held by the butterfly-faced monster with a frightened face, of course she had heard the rumors and whispered: "I didn't offend you, let me go." Tears flowed down her cheeks as she spoke.

The butterfly-faced stranger sighed softly and reached out to wipe away the tears from the woman's cheeks, "Get out of here quickly, and don't go out again late at night." ”

The woman seemed to have risen from hell to heaven and didn't know what to do, looking at the butterfly-faced stranger with a confused face, Nuno asked, "Can I really go?"

The butterfly-faced stranger said impatiently, "If you don't leave, do you want me to throw you out?"

The woman smiled charmingly, her right hand flew, and a puff of red smoke flew up and rushed towards the butterfly-faced stranger. A bright light stabbed the air with the sound of a steel knife, and the butterfly-faced monster sensed the power, and stretched out his left hand to grab the steel knife, but he was a little unable to exert his strength. The woman held the steel knife in her right hand, and her left hand followed the horizontal push, and the steel knife stabbed directly into the right chest of the butterfly-faced monster, and then rolled over and kicked it out.

The butterfly-faced monster flew out sideways and crashed into the wall, feeling no strength in his whole body, and slumped in the corner. When the red smoke cleared, the woman twisted her body, holding a steel knife in her right hand and taking out a lipstick in her left hand. The lipstick was gently applied to his lips, bright red as if he had just sucked blood, and he lightly opened his red lips, "I thought you were so powerful, it turned out that you were so easy to be knocked down." ”

The butterfly-faced stranger raised his head slightly, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "It's not enough for your tricks. ”

The woman twisted her bewitching figure again, slowly moving the lotus step, not at all panicked at the beginning. The steel knife in his right hand made a slight sound on the ground, and he walked over with a smile, and the steel knife stabbed out the chest of the right side impartially. The dish noodle monster let out a cold drink, blew out a breath of cold air, and grabbed the blade of the steel knife with his left hand. The black gloves on his left hand were held, and he raised his head and saw the woman clearly with his two deep eyes, and with a hard grip on his left hand, the steel knife was directly crushed, and the blue wings behind his back suddenly bloomed and slapped towards the woman. The woman smiled and jumped backwards, dodging the blow, her blue wings disappearing immediately after a blow, and a long sword stabbed with the sound of the wind. The woman let out a scream, and a steel knife swept into her neck in the moonlight. The disc freak dodged the knife and pushed out with his left hand, blocking a follow-up kick. However, before there was a next reaction, another kick was followed by a kick in the head. Once again, the saucer-faced monster flew sideways and slammed into the wall, a flash of cold light that stabbed the steel knife into the chest, pinning it to the wall.

The sound of the fight dissipated in an instant, and there was one more person beside the woman, this person had a big head, a fierce face, and was wearing a Japanese samurai costume, which should be a Japanese samurai. When this person appeared, the woman obediently stepped aside, glanced at the woman with a fierce light in her eyes, and said in a stern tone: "How many times have I told you, you must be careful when doing things, if I didn't rush over, do you think you can deal with this noodle person?"

The woman was not arrogant, her head was very low, and she replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yamamoto, for bothering you." ”

"No example," the man named Yamamoto said in displeasure, then looked at the disc freak, "Disc we meet again, it's time to give you an answer." ”

The saucer-faced stranger held the steel knife in one hand, raised his head and saw Sanben coldly and said, "The Tao is not the same. ”

"Haha...... Okay!" Yamamoto clasped his hands together and clapped three applause, "There is a backbone, but you have to think clearly, such a prosperous and prosperous city should be ruled by people who use ability, as long as you and I cooperate, in this magic capital, you can't get what you want." Think of how ecstatic it is to trample such a demon capital under your feet and command everything here. ”

"Maniac. "This is what the dish freak said about Yamamoto," my answer remains the same, and the Tao is not the same. ”

Hearing such an answer, Yamamoto shook his head helplessly with a flat face, "What a good opportunity, I originally thought you were a hero who knew the times, but it seems that you are just a stunned person with a warm heart." I would also like to send you an old saying from your ancestors, 'Today next year will be your sacrifice day', well, this city cannot have your existence. ”

"It depends on whether you have the ability to do it. The dish freak pulled out the steel knife with his left hand, landed on both feet, and threw the steel knife out. Yamamoto reached out and grabbed the steel knife, a real Japanese*, and held it with both hands, slashing horizontally. Blue wings appeared to block the sword, and a sharp sword pierced the night sky, heading at him. Yamamoto stepped up to the stage with his hand in his hand, and the steel knife blocked the long sword, and pressed down diagonally, but the blade went up against the current and slashed on the wings again. Before the saucer freak could swing his sword again, he kicked out, kicked it in the wings, and kicked it flying.

Yamamoto held the steel knife against the neck of the dish noodle monster, and the cold feeling of the blade instantly spread throughout his body, "Little butterfly, I gave you a way to live, since you don't want to, then die." ”

"If you want to kill or chop, don't pretend, it's better to die if you cooperate with the Japanese. There was no trace of fear in the eyes of the saucer-faced stranger, "Bamboo can be broken but not destroyed, and jade can be broken but not damaged white." How can you Japanese understand this kind of integrity? ”

Yamamoto's face became ferocious, and the steel knife was raised above his head, as if it was about to split it in half.