The dim light stretched Guan Yu's shadow, he leaned against the lamppost on the side of the road, took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a deep breath, looked up at the starry sky, and frowned deeply

Yang Long died, and Guan Yu ended his life.

The death is not miserable, and it is decided that it cannot be said that it is good-looking, at least compared with Qian Tong, it is still normal to die.

Guan Yu had the patience to spend the night with Yang Long, but Yang Long did not have the patience to play word games with Guan Yu, since he lost his combat effectiveness, he knew his fate, so no matter what Guan Yu played, until he died, he didn't say a word about Zhou Jin and a plan.

In the end, he used the method of moths to fight the fire, and used the last trace of strength in his body to launch an offensive against Guan Yu, thus ending his life by Guan Yu.

Guan Yu had to admit that Yang Long was a very difficult opponent, which could be seen from his confrontation with himself.

Especially after Guan Yu stepped on the last glimmer of light, Yang Long knew that he would be dragged to death by Guan Yu, so he simply came to the game of burning jade. You kick me, I kick you back, and in the end, it depends on who can't hold it first and dies, or Guan Yu doesn't want to die, and he will leave if he hurts a kind of Cheng dù, so he will get a chance to be reborn.

Static braking to survive from the cracks.

No matter how good Yang Long's plan is, he finally met Guan Yu and is destined to become synonymous with tragedy.

Call.

Spit out a smoke ring, Guan Yu's whole face looked a little blurry, but the wrinkled sword eyebrows were extremely obvious.

A strange smile on the corner of Yang Long's mouth before he died kept hovering in Guan Yu's head, making Guan Yu feel a palpitation, lingering.|i^

Until now, Guan Yu had no idea about their plans, which made Guan Yu very uneasy.

However, at the moment, he didn't have the energy to guess, what he had to do now was to deal with Zhou Jin's reaction after Yang Long's death, and see if he could find some cats.

After taking a deep puff of cigarette, there was a scorching temperature in his mouth, he threw away the cigarette butt, turned his head and glanced in a certain direction, where there were fifty corpses lying horizontally, Guan Yu's brows gradually relaxed, and he grinned, whoever wants him to die, then he must pay a painful price.

"What? Yang Long is dead?"

It was late at night, but Zhou Jin didn't feel sleepy.

During the time that Yang Long was asked to cooperate with Ma De to kill Guan Yu, he had been pacing back and forth in the hall of a secret villa, even if so many well-equipped people were dispatched, Zhou Jin's heart was not calm, and he was faintly a little irritable.

The longer Yang Long went out, the more irritable his mood became, and he finally waited for the news, but Yang Long died.

Zhou Jin was struck by lightning, his expression was dull, his eyes were empty, he sat on the sofa, and muttered a sentence repeatedly, Yang Long died.

In any case, he did not expect this result, and he could not accept it.

The little brother who came to deliver the news didn't dare to breathe, and stood not far away, with his head down.

After a long time, there was a trace of anger in Zhou Jin's eyes, he suddenly stood up, staring at the little brother with burning eyes, his voice was low but there was irrepressible anger, "How did Yang Long die, could it be that the rest of the fifty people are all eating?"

The majesty of the superior is not to use a knife or a gun, a word can make you silent, that little brother didn't dare to look directly into Zhou Jin's eyes, a little hesitant, and his face was even more frightened.

"Old ...... Boss, the one who sent it out...... Not...... None survived. ”

After saying this, the little brother's face turned pale, he was sent out to investigate the situation from above, but when he arrived at the scene, when he saw the corpses everywhere, Rao had fought with a knife, and he had seen the bloody scene, so he couldn't help but vomit on the spot.

"What, the whole army is annihilated?" Zhou Jin's voice rose by more than a decibel level, and he couldn't help but lose his voice.

"Yes...... Yes, none of the people we sent out survived, and more than half of the wolfhounds we took out died. The younger brother faithfully repeated the scene he had seen.

Zhou Jin's face changed, and when the younger brother finished speaking, he seemed to think of a question, and said in a tone that he didn't quite believe: "Is there anyone at the scene who is not ours?"

The younger brother thought about it for a while, shook his head, and said, "No, we only found fifty-one corpses. ”

At this moment, even Zhou Jin's face was bloodless, his eyes flashed with fear, and he sat back on the sofa with some weakness, and said in a hoarse voice: "You go down, bury these brothers well." ”

The younger brother answered and walked out respectfully.

Zhou Jin sat on the sofa, his heart was complicated for a while, and after a while, he recovered from the shock just now, took a deep breath, picked up the phone next to him, dialed a number, and waited for a long time before being connected.

"Come to the villa. After speaking, Zhou Jin hung up the phone, without giving the person on the phone a chance to refuse.

He sat on the couch with a pensive expression.

When the sky was white, the man on Zhou Jin's phone was late.

Melon seed face, Danfeng eyebrows, graceful posture, a delicate face that charms all beings, wearing a decent and sexy OL dress, with a trace of tiredness mixed with a trace of anger on his face.

The person who came was none other than Chu Hong.

Originally, her heart was messed up enough, Guan Yu's unscrupulousness completely disrupted her position, and last night she was full of thoughts about him, and she didn't sleep well all night.

She walked into the hall, and before she could get angry, Zhou Jin's dull voice came into her ears: "Yang Long is dead." ”

The words that came to his mouth were stiffly held back, with a shocked face.

Zhou Jin took a puff of cigarette, didn't look up at Chu Hong, his eyes were bloodshot, paused, and continued: "Guan Yu killed it." ”

"Did you do it?" Chu Hong raised his eyebrows, and guessed what happened last night from Zhou Jin's words.

Zhou Jin nodded noncommittally.

"Why don't I know?" Chu Hongyu said angrily.

Zhou Jin took another puff of cigarette, glanced at Chu Hong lightly, and said unhurriedly: "Yesterday, your heart was disturbed, and it is not suitable for you to participate, and this kind of thing is most suitable for Yang Long to do." ”

"Since you don't believe me, then why are you calling me here now?" Chu Hong's expression was indifferent, her tone was a little cold, Zhou Jin's explanation was obviously a little pale, she didn't believe it at all.

"I want to kill Guan Yu, and I need your cooperation. The killing intent emanating from Zhou Jin's body made Chu Hong feel cold all over his body.