The dead branches are broken, the cold wind is howling, and the snowflakes turn a thousand times, turning into butterfly dances and falling to the world.

The howling north wind carried snowflakes all over the sky, and a hoarse song came from the wind and snow.

"Two tigers, two tigers, in love, in love, both male, both male, really perverted, really perverted!"

“……”

A figure slowly appeared in sight, he was not tall, about a little more than 1.7 meters, wearing a tattered military coat covered with oil stains. He wore a military cotton hat from the eighties and nineties on his head, a thick scarf around his face, and a pair of glasses on his nose.

Because his whole person was tightly wrapped, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but his bare hands were beautiful, like a woman's hands, with slender and slender fingers.

Such a pair of hands, if they were seen by those piano masters, they would definitely be ecstatic. Because this is a pair of hands made to play the piano, but if you pay attention, it is not difficult to see that his palms are covered with calluses.

At this time, he was carrying a bottle of locally produced 65-degree sorghum liquor in his left hand, and on his right shoulder he was carrying a boxy object wrapped in newspaper, and a rope the thickness of a little finger fluttered with the wind underneath the object.

Today's New Year's Day, at more than seven o'clock in the evening, was supposed to be a day for the whole country to celebrate, but because of this snowstorm, the citizens of this small city in the northeast have dispelled the idea of carnival on the streets.

Now only this figure walked in the blizzard, and the pair of land combat boots on his feet that had not been polished for an unknown amount of time were heavy and powerful with every step on the ground, and there was a crackling sound.

The figure grew clearer and clearer, and he didn't stop until a river across the city blocked his path.

He lifted the scarf that covered his face and showed his mouth. Looking left and right, he lifted the bottle of sorghum and poured it hard, then opened his mouth and sighed, turned around and walked along a path to a villa dozens of meters away, and the boxy object was still under the load-bearing wall of the villa. He took out a pack of low-quality cigarettes in his pocket and took out one and put it in his mouth. He took out the lighter, lit the cigarette, and crouched down to light the long fuse.

"Boom ......" sparks flickered in the night, and the boy turned around and staggered the way he came.

"Boom!"

After an earth-shattering bang, the flames rose into the sky, and the luxurious villa worth tens of millions collapsed.

Because the weather was too cold, the lenses of the glasses were fogged by the firelight. The figure took off his glasses, revealing a pair of eyes that were so deep that they seemed to be able to hold the entire universe.

He wiped his fingers with his lenses, put them on his nose again, muttered something, and walked on.

Suddenly, the figure stopped, raised his head and looked ahead, two snow-white headlights shining through the falling snowflakes, which looked particularly dazzling in the dark night. As the roar of the engine got closer and closer, a Mercedes-Benz AMG off-road vehicle drove rapidly, and the sound of brakes sounded in the night, which was very harsh. Half a foot of snow on the ground, deep grooves cut by the wide tires. In the blink of an eye, the SUV stopped three meters in front of the figure.

The figure stuck out his tongue and licked his lips that were blown by the cold wind, lifted the wine bottle and poured it hard, and then sighed.

The door opened, and three people got out of the car, and two big men in black suits were behind a young man.

The young man was dressed in white casual clothes, his slightly long hair was a little messy by the cold wind, his slender eyes flashed with a cold light, and his somewhat pale face gave people a sinister aura in the snowstorm night.

"Who are you?"

The figure took out a photo in his pocket and looked at it, then looked at the young man again, and suddenly sneered, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

"Sun Shao, such a big blizzard, I thought you would hide at home, and if you didn't blow you up, it would be your fate. But you are so dead to come back at this time, is this the will of heaven?" The voice of the figure was very soft, but very penetrating, and it clearly reached the ears of the three people opposite.

Sun Shao's face changed: "Who are you?"

The figure took another sip of wine, and said angrily: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that someone takes two million and let me help you soar." ”

Sun Shao suddenly shouted: "Kill him!"

The two black-clothed men quickly took out daggers on their bodies, their bodies shook, and two cold lights went straight to the young man's throat. Before the tip of the knife arrived, the cold knife qi had already penetrated the cold wind.

The figure raised his right hand, and the photo in his hand flew into the sky like an arrow off the string, disappearing into the night. At this time, he already had an extra knife in his hand, a knife half a finger long, an inch wide, and shining with black light.

The wind rose, rolling up the snow, and the heavens and the earth were filled with a murderous aura, and the figure had disappeared in place. Just for an instant, the two black-clothed men froze in place, and the figures appeared behind them, looking at Sun Shao calmly.

A thin line of blood appeared in the throats of the two big men in black, and slowly the blood line expanded, and the blood shot out like a bursting faucet, staining the ground with white snow, like a blooming red peony, bleak and beautiful.

"Are you...... Ghost...... Ghost ...... "Plop, plop, and the two big men fell to the ground."

The whole world was silent again, a deathly silence. The sky is as black as ink, as if it is pressed overhead, giving people a feeling of suffocation. The picture was sent back by the cold wind somewhere, fluttering, and slowly falling at the young man's feet.

The night was getting darker, and the bitter cold wind was still blowing, and large snowflakes whipped on the face, making people feel a slight pain.

The faint light from the street lamps in the distance could vaguely see the trees swaying all the time, and the dead branches trembling under the fiddling of the wind, swaying reluctantly, making a clattering sound.

The figure raised his head and took a sip of wine, looked at the dark night sky and whispered, "Sun Shao! ”

Sun Shao's body was swinging, and he didn't know if it was freezing or because of fear in his heart.

"You...... Who the hell are you, and why are you killing me?"

The figure grinned and said softly, "Don't worry, my knife is fast, you won't feel pain." His voice was soothing and gentle, as if to comfort a frightened child.

The breath of death rushed to his face, Sun Shao suddenly turned around and threw himself at the side of the car door, and quickly grabbed the pistol placed on the car seat. When he turned around with his gun in his hand, he saw a figure standing in front of him, grinning at him.

"Ahh

"No......" Sun Shao's eyes bulged out of his sockets, looking at the world nostalgically. His hands were even more tightly clutched around his neck, and blood was gurgling out between his fingers.

The figure sighed: "Heaven is evil, people can't live, today's ending is destined for you." After speaking, he kicked Sun Shao's corpse.

"Bang" the corpse flew into the sky, and the body stepped forward, and the corpse landed right on his shoulder.

"Two tigers, two tigers, in love, in love, both male, both male, really perverted, really perverted!"

The blizzard was still raging across the land, and hoarse singing was once again heard in the howling wind.