In the night of fear and slaughter, blood will stain the sky red, demons will dance wildly, resentful spirits will stand up from the pile of skeletons, evil creatures will worship the moon at the altar, and Liao Xuebing will step on the corpses all over the ground into the dark abyss......

As soon as Lao Liao's pressure was missing, the conference room began to be filled with gunsmoke, and the two factions were arguing with each other, you didn't accuse me, I criticized your sins. Everyone has a more or less cooperative relationship with others, although they are secret enemies, even Cao Sheng Cháo and Pei Shixiang have a contract in the banking business. Everyone has a grudge against each other or a conflict of interest, and the spoils are unevenly distributed, and they all come to the table, you slap the table, I kick a chair, and make a noise.

Luo Naihua and Zhou Liming, two relatively good friends, began to scold each other. "Why did your machinery industry group give me a five-percent surcharge on the batch of accessories last time?" "The price of oil has risen, and the cost of manufacturing has also risen, what can I do." If you have any opinions, just ask Mr. Dou of the Stone Member Hand-Oiling Group. "**, that's your business, why should I ask someone else?"

The more he spoke, the more stiff he became, right, it gradually escalated and shifted to personal attacks, "You kid actually placed Liao Xuebing's note, it's really not a good thing!" You're not the same? You're something again."

Cao Sheng cháo dialed the helicopter on the roof of the building: "Take off immediately and monitor Liao Xuebing's whereabouts throughout the process." ”

Pei Shixiang said: "Lao Cao, what do you mean by this?"

"I'm just observing the progress of his hunting, adjusting the betting odds at any time, and never interfering! You see Ryuuji's mobile phone is thrown here, can I still send a message? How about watching a movie? Don't you also enjoy the life-and-death fight in the Shura field just now?"

Everyone expressed interest in the progress, stopped arguing, and computers rose to the table, posing as fans, ready to watch the live broadcast.

Five helicopters were raised from the rooftops of five buildings near the Garheng Casino at the same time and began to search around. The infrared high-speed camera equipped on the plane sent back a clear image to the conference room, and all they saw was the bright night scene of Zhonghai City, and after half an hour, the monitoring personnel sent an accurate and positive message: "Liao Xuebing has disappeared." ”

Turning a street, the number of pedestrians increased, and the road began to be lively.

Lao Liao snorted fiercely: "A group of big fools wait for the result slowly, Lao Tzu will go home and hug Xiaolan to sleep." ”

Stopping a taxi, the driver rolled down the window to look at him, couldn't help but shrink his neck, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry big brother, I'm in a hurry to pick up someone, you wait for the next one." "Foot on the gas pedal and fly away.

"Strange, why isn't it so friendly. Lao Liao scratched his head, many did not wait for a taxi, so he wandered along the street with his hands dangling.

"Ahh An old lady carrying a string of sugar gourds and wearing an earthy blue cloth fell down and hurriedly stepped forward to help her up. The old lady was about to thank him, but when she saw his face, she let out another exclamation and hurriedly retreated. At this time, Lao Liao found that the pedestrians on the street saw him and retreated, which was really confusing.

Passing by the shop window, he looked at the reflective glass, and he was startled: "Damn, why is my face so swollen, don't go home for the time being, otherwise Xiaolanluo will have to scold me to death." ”

Walking through the household appliance store, a few color TV samples were placed on the street, and the TV program was playing when the power was turned on. One of the color TVs is a program that has just been recorded by the entertainment channel of China Overseas TV, and the press conference of the crew of "Fengqiao" probably lacks entertainment news recently, and the reception scene has not been cut at all, starting from Xiong Fei being hit in the face by leather shoes, and finally Miss Bingyu and Director Sun Da answer reporters' questions. The press gallery was always filled with shouts and shouts, and it was a noun: "Cousin!"

Lao Liao stopped to watch, and when he arrived at Murong Bingyu's place, the beautiful and generous female star said to reporters coldly: "I will act how the script is written." As for the cousin, there is no comment. ”

couldn't help but shake his head: "This cousin, it's me." It seems that the singer is not very willing to act with me, what the hell is she doing, the dead woman is really troublesome. ”

He sat down on a stone chair on the street, lit a cigarette and swallowed the fog to himself, and a one-dollar coin drew a parabola and fell half a foot at his feet.

"Alas, what a pity. "Money is a lady with a small child throwing the ground.

The child pulled the string and asked suspiciously, "Mom, why did you give him back the money when he was so well dressed?"

"Child," said the lady earnestly, "there are many well-dressed beggars in the world, who are unwilling to give up their dignity, but who have nothing to do with life. Don't you see that Hanako, who was beaten up and didn't have the money to go to the doctor, doesn't it explain the problem? ”

Liao Xuebing couldn't cry or laugh, leaned over and picked up the coin: "You can buy a bag of melon seeds to nibble." ”

The loudspeaker in the conference room sounded: "Report, the fourth machine found Liao Xuebing's traces." ”

"Okay, please switch to Channel 4. ”

Because the image is not clear when it is taken at an altitude of several hundred meters, everyone can only see people walking like ants on the street. The photographer's commentary came: "Liao Xuebing appeared on Ningwang Street, coordinates 4568, 8572, in order to paralyze the jǐng of the prey, he seems to have disguised himself as a beggar, very successful, there is no trace of prey around." Well, Liao Xuebing walked into a nearby retail store......"

"It never came out, the target was lost. ”

"What tricks is he playing, has he found any prey?"

"Report, not yet, both have strong tracking and anti-tracking capabilities. ”

Luo Naihua asked: "It's better to send ground troops for real-time monitoring, so what's the use of listening to the information that the helicopter can't find people and land every ten minutes." ”

Cao Sheng Cháo took into account Pei Shixiang's position and did not agree in person. Liao Xuebing treats the hunt as a game, but the Cao faction sees this as the first important duel after the separation of the two factions, not only to help Ryuuji escape the robbery, but also to send someone to snipe Lao Liao in this exciting process. Cao Sheng Cháo knew very well in his heart that Liao Xuebing was the pillar of the Jīng God of the Bei Shixiang faction, as long as this guy died, the others did not have to worry.

The upper body did not move, and the right hand was holding the river brand cigarette that Lao Liao forced to give him------ Lao Cao felt that the cigarette was really a little tasteful. The left hand hangs down, the thumb, middle finger, and ring finger are flexed, and he makes strange gestures without others noticing.

The service staff who served tea and water had already been bribed, and when they saw this gesture, they did not move silently, and immediately reported to Wu Ming, Cao Sheng's most trusted strategic adjutant, after going out. Wu Ming understood, and gave an order to several jīng Ying's subordinates: "Set off immediately, try to help Ryuuji as much as possible without others noticing, choose the two of them to fight each other and properly kill Liao Xuebing, and absolutely pay attention to keeping your identity secret, so as not to arouse the suspicion of others." ”

Liao Xuebing bought a small packet of spiced melon seeds for one dollar, and lay directly on the sofa in the store with wide eyes. The shopkeeper was an obese middle-aged woman, who scolded and scolded when she saw her head, and even said bad luck. This is a grocery nightclub, which usually closes at 3 o'clock in the middle of the night, and she scolded and scolded, but she was not in a hurry to catch people.

The effects of stimulants wear off and side effects begin to occur. Liao Xuebing was extremely tired, his brain was dizzy, his face was pale and frightening, his blood pressure was lowered, and he had slight hallucinations in the faint redness.

When the temperature cooled down at night, the store didn't install air conditioning, and after using a large dose of double stimulants, Jīng couldn't stand it even if he was as strong as Liao Xuebing. The limbs were chilling and sweating profusely. The fat shopkeeper muttered, "Don't die here with me, no, you have to tell the thief man to throw him out."

Seeing him curled up and trembling, he muttered: "Little Lanluo, the teacher will go home soon......" The fat shopkeeper felt that this person was really pitiful, pressed his thoughts, moved his compassion, found a thin blanket to cover him, and said coldly: "You are only allowed to sleep until twelve o'clock here, and if you don't leave, I will drive people away." Liao Xuebing regained his senses, opened his eyes, his mouth and tongue were dry, his lips and skin burst, wrapped in a blanket and smiled hard: "Okay, I will definitely leave at twelve o'clock, thank you." After speaking, the weariness came back to him, and he fell into a deep sleep.

The night is getting darker, there are fewer and fewer pedestrians, and the quiet streets seem to be in danger. The fat shopkeeper yawned, covered his mouth and said to himself, "Ah...... I'm so sleepy, I don't seem to have any customers anymore. It's so cold, it's better to close the door early and go to bed. ”

Standing up and stretching, I wanted to kick the sofa to wake up Lao Liao, but seeing that he was sleeping soundly, I couldn't bear to disturb him, "You can sleep here tonight, anyway, there is nothing valuable in the store." ”

At this time, three young men entered the store, and when they saw the shopkeeper, they immediately smiled and said, "Fat woman, buddies are going to drink a few cups of Lele and borrow a few money to spend." ”

A few people seemed to be knowledgeable, and a trace of anger flashed in the fat shopkeeper's eyes, and then he held back, took out the key and opened the drawer, took out a few large-denomination banknotes and stuffed them into them, and said: "My business is not good this month, that's all, go quickly, I'm closing." The young man grabbed the banknote and shook it, making a clear crisp sound, verifying the authenticity, and said impatiently: "It's so rare when we call Hanako? Okay, okay, I'll allow you this time, and we will charge more next month." ”

The fat shopkeeper muttered: "A few people who kill a thousand knives will not die well!"

The young man was about to leave, and when he heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Fat woman, are you not convinced by a few stinky money?" A tall man in the middle kicked over the mobile glass counter at the entrance of the store, and there was a "bang", which was particularly harsh on the silent street, the glass was broken, and the retail cigarettes were scattered all over the ground.

The fat shopkeeper said in a panic: "Hey, hey, you guys have something to say, don't do it." ”

A wizened figure ran out from behind the shop, brandishing a wooden stick and sweeping at a few hooligans who were collecting protection money and tricky.

"Husband!" The fat shopkeeper exclaimed.

Within a few seconds of the hero, the thin man's wooden stick was in the hands of someone else, and he rolled to the ground, being trampled by three sturdy young men.

"Fuck you***, dare to provoke us Ning Wang Sanbiao?" the hooligan with the head shouted while stepping on it, very rampant. ......Suddenly, his laughter became dull and unpleasant like a rooster pinched by the neck halfway through the crow.

Ding Qing, the fat shopkeeper, saw that the hooligan's whole body was hanging in the air, his feet were half a foot off the ground, and his face was tightly pinched with a thick palm, and he lifted the man weighing more than 140 pounds with one hand. The hooligan kicked and struggled desperately, and the owner of that hand was the sick man who was lying on the sofa just now, and his eyes were violent!

The Night Hunters have awakened.

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