The night is like ink on this land, and the city is beautifully lit.

However, all this has nothing to do with Ling Huwei, at this moment, the dark and closed room makes Ling Huwei feel a sense of the vicissitudes of the world, the last moment is above 10,000 people, but at this moment he is in prison, and the big ups and downs of life are unguardable, or life is a director who does not play cards according to common sense, and always directs a ridiculous comedy farce.

This fucking bullshit life is such a trick on people, maybe one moment it will be windy and rainy, and the next moment it will be reduced to being a beggar on the street.

Perhaps because of Ling Huwei's special identity, he was not subject to the so-called unspoken rules of the police station after being brought into this small black house.

Of course, the timing of Ling Hu Wei's madness was too incredible, although those countless pairs of eyes saw Ling Hu Wei kill, but things were not the kind of coffin closure that people imagined.

Closing the coffin?

With Ling Huwei's influence, with the wealth and power of the Linghu family, who really dares to move Ling Huwei when all this has not been resolved? Who really dares to let this gambling king, who once covered the sky with one hand, have any mistakes?

During the years when he made Hu Wei to cover the sky and scatter beans in Macao, he directly or indirectly drove Macao's economy to a breathtaking realm, and brought Macao's economic development to an unprecedented peak.

All this is not accidental, but related to Ling Huwei's ability, who can do this if another person is the Macau gambling king?

No!

Ling Huwei is a well-deserved generation of gambling kings, and it is also the cash cow of Macau's business or political circles.

However, this river and lake will always get old, and the people on this river and lake will gradually be forgotten in this desirable river and lake, the road of rivers and lakes, the road of no return, from the time Ling Huwei stepped into this road, he thought about his own end, he thought that he might be hacked to death by the enemy, or he was killed by a bomb quietly installed in his car, and the explosion was unrecognizable, and he thought that he would one day be dead on the street.

But

Ling Huwei didn't expect that he would be taken into this dark and damp little dark house like this one day and face the punishment of the law.

And the relationships that he has been operating for so many years can't play any role at this moment, but he is killing people in public, who dares to cover himself? Who dares to intercede for himself at the risk of the world's condemnation?

The truth was like a resounding slap in the face, which made Hu Wei almost suffocate.

He understands that as long as Yun Zhange and Ling Hu Shatian can't reverse the current situation in Macau outside, and can't take back everything that originally belonged to her Ling Huwei, I'm afraid that after tomorrow, his charges will be confirmed, and he will eventually end up in the major newspapers with a tragic song, all of this is beyond doubt.

And the reason why the smart administrator doesn't move him now, is because of this tacit game, all forces understand that Ling Hu Wei's huge family business has not been implemented, and no one will replace him Ling Hu Wei's huge and eye-catching industry, Ling Hu Wei, can't move.

The quiet of the dark room made people feel an unprecedented horror, and Ling Huwei felt an unprecedented peace of mind, he had stumbled to this point all these years, and he seemed to have a sense of relief from doing those murderous and arsonous things in order to get to the top all these years.

Oh, yes!

Extrication!

A person who can live without worrying about being assassinated inexplicably in the next moment at night, and living without worrying about it, is this not a relief? A relief from the depths of the heart?

In his mind, the heroism of those years when he followed Yun Yao to fight the north and south of the river suddenly flashed, and a trace of guilt for Yun Yao flashed in his heart.

Yes, it's guilt, these elders of Longmen, including him, whether they are alive or dead, the living are living and decent, and the dead are dead. And he fell into this catastrophe so inexplicably?

He knew that there was a cemetery in Longmen, which buried the brothers who laid the huge family business of Longmen together, and buried those who saddled the horses for Longmen, and glorified the birth and death of future generations without frowning, and dared to block knives for their brothers.

Now, he suddenly wanted to go to that cemetery to pay respects to those brothers, but he also felt that he was not qualified to do that at all......

Even if he toasted a glass of wine, he felt that he was not qualified enough.

The past is like smoke and scenes come to mind, so that Hu Wei only feels that he has failed in this life, what Macau gambling king, what is a heroic figure who covers the sky with one hand in Macau, in the end, but he can't have a way to die that he yearns for, which makes people feel regretful.

At some point, the door of the small dark room was gently opened.

Ling Huwei, who was silent in the past, did not realize that since entering this small black room, his state of mind had never been quieter, on the contrary, the sense of caution and vigilance that he had cultivated over the years seemed to have failed.

A woman stood quietly in front of the iron door, looking at the man squatting in the corner and thinking quietly, a sneer appeared in her heart, and at the same time, looking at the man squatting in the corner of the wall, there seemed to be an indifferent look on his face, and the feeling of imbalance in his heart became stronger and stronger.

The room is so quiet that people can't feel a little impetuous atmosphere, it is this atmosphere that makes the woman in front of her also slightly stunned, it seems that she has lost something at the same time, in fact, a thought becomes a demon and a thought becomes a god, but people can never break the mustard in their hearts, the hot **.

The so-called desirelessness is rigid, in fact, there is no ** in the heart, nothing to want, and if you are not greedy, you will not be imprisoned by this cage of interests and rights.

"Coming? It came a little earlier than I expected. Ling Hu Wei did not squint, and quietly squatted in the corner of the wall and spoke softly.

"I want to come and see your lost appearance and the downfall of failure, but unfortunately, I didn't see it." The woman said bluntly, and a trace of undisguised cruelty flashed in her heart.

"In fact, life is just one thing, people die like lights out, no matter how much glory in life will be buried by this impetuous era soon after death, between gains and losses, it is nothing more than a boring game." Ling Huwei opened his mouth lightly, without waves or waves.

"You killed my master back then, and now you have fallen into ruin, do you regret it?" The woman sneered even more.

Ling Hu Wei sighed leisurely.

"Plant good because of good fruits, plant evil causes and produce evil results, kill the last witch of Miao Jiang, I don't regret it, and I don't regret the way I look now, on the contrary, I Ling Hu Wei followed the dragon lord to the south for a hundred battles all his life, I don't know how many unjustly killed souls in my hands, I don't know how many people you want me to ruin Hu Wei after this ghost, and I die in your layout and die in other people's layout, it's the same, it's nothing more than a result, it's not a big deal." Ling Huwei spoke again, his tone ethereal as a sense of epiphany.

This woman is none other than the Miao Jiang witch Yu Linglong.

"Death, just death?" Yu Linglong suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Ling Huwei's clothes, his face was full of hideousness, and said viciously: "Don't forget, you have been killed by me, no one can decide your life and death, only me, only I can decide your life and death, remember, I Yu Linglong, will definitely make you worse than dead."

After speaking, a touch of resoluteness and ruthlessness flashed on Yu Linglong's face, just like a devil who was left behind in the world, and one day suddenly awakened the demonic state of mind in her heart, and then slaughtered the common people.

Ling Huwei didn't answer, his eyes were indifferent, and he never said a word.

Yu Linglong suddenly turned around, patted her hands, a sneer flashed in her eyes, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and slowly walked towards the door

Walking out of this small black room where Ling Huwei was guarded, Yu Linglong's mood suddenly became extremely happy, what can be compared to the life and death of her own enemies?

When she walked out of the police station, the streets were full of people, and the night breeze was blowing, making her feel a cold breath.

Then, Yu Linglong's expression suddenly stiffened, and the smile that tugged at her face disappeared, replaced by a look of shock and horror.

The street where people came and went, and an old man with a good hand slowly walked to cover the sky.

The old man showed a simple smile to Yu Linglong harmlessly, and a trace of inscrutable expression flashed in his eyes, and when he stared at Yu Linglong with a somewhat rickety body, he suddenly stood straight, and the whole person was like a god of war, standing proudly between heaven and earth.

Yu Linglong was finally moved, her body was stunned, and then she took a step back, and ran towards the streets and alleys.

The old man looked at the figure who fled in the desert unhurriedly, the corners of his mouth pulled out a playful arc, and his figure flashed, chasing straight towards the place where Yu Linglong disappeared.

The anti-hunt game has officially begun

With a wave of Duanmu Shan's big hand, the group of black-robed people instantly rushed towards Yun Zhange and the others.

The Duanmu family is a killer family that stands proudly in the world, and the eagle dogs raised under its seat are not idle people, not to mention that the people who come out of such a family are not all first-class masters, but they are all a group of machines that are good at killing, and Yun Zhange naturally knows this.

That year, Duanmu Shan personally carried out a mission to assassinate a certain chief executive of Huaxia Kingdom, during which he was almost captured by Yun Zhange, a group of special forces who had been waiting for their prey for a long time.

That year, Yun Zhan Ge also served in the Chengdu Military Region.

That year, Duanmu Shan, a pivotal figure in the killer family, was able to fight his way out of the encirclement under the full encirclement and suppression of that group of Chinese special elites.

In that mission, the name of the killer family began to shake the foundation in the entire killer world.

And among them, Duanmu Shan's memory is the clearest is that the Yun Zhan Ge in front of him encircled and suppressed himself the hardest, and then he was almost caught by Yun Zhan Ge in the middle of the fight, if his skills are not as good as others, I am afraid that that year, the entire killer family will not have the existence of a genius brain.

After escaping, Duanmu Shan, relying on the Duanmu family's terrifying network and intelligence network, found out that the guy who almost made himself a few times was called Yun Zhange, Duanmu Shan, a ruthless character who must be revenged, waited for any opportunity to take revenge on Yun Zhange.

And Yun Zhan Ge's inadvertent appearance in Macau is undoubtedly the icing on the cake.

Duanmu Shan, he has already moved to kill in his heart.

When that group of black-robed people rushed over, Yun Zhange's eyes suddenly turned cold, and the guys like Crazy Tiger and War Dragon, who were used to licking blood from the knife edge in the early years, couldn't wait to try.

The Tiger pulled out a saber with a dark glow from the van and suddenly ran towards the group.

I saw a figure in the darkness rushing to kill at the expense of his surname with lightning speed, a trace of disdain flashed in Duanmu Shan's eyes, it seemed, in his eyes, how could Yun Zhange's subordinates compare with the group of black-robed killers under him who were fighting with their own strength in the killer world?

This thought flashed through him, and the next scene made Duanmu Shan slightly stunned.

When the galloping figure approached the group of black-robed killers, the whole person suddenly flicked on the spot, and condescendingly waved the saber in his hand at a black-robed man.

The knife flashes, and the head falls!

The powerful momentum of the mad tiger directly knocked a black-robed killer of a killer family upside down and flew out, cutting off the head of a black-robed killer with a knife, and blood splattered everywhere, blooming a bloody flower in the night sky.

A stunning knife, absolutely without any fancy swords.

Duanmu Shan vaguely felt that he was holding himself up, and his brows wrinkled subconsciously.

It's just that at this time, the war dragon and Helian Long Xiang beside Yun Zhan Ge rushed out almost at the same time, and they also rushed away with a saber that exuded a cold light in their hands.

Belch?

Duanmushan looked at the two guys who rushed out with a steady pace, there was no fear in his eyes, and there was a vague indescribable excitement, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

Bang!

Helian Longxiang's thin body actually knocked a huge guy out of the air, and the body chased straight up like a whirlwind, and in the cold night, that thin figure was like a god of war, swinging a butcher knife at the burly guy.

Hiss!

Blood poured out, and the black-robed killer's head completely left his body.

The thin monkey saw that his heart was burning, and he couldn't care about the injuries on his body anymore, and secretly cursed, 'Damn, Lao Tzu also has to warm up', and then, the thin figure rushed into the crowd, and the rock-hard palm slammed towards the head of a guy.

Bang!

The black-robed man felt a breath of death suppress himself, and a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and then his entire head was smashed by the thin monkey's palm.

Belch?

Duanmu Shan's eyes widened with incredulity, where did these come from?

**?

Which of the people who came out of the bloody prison was not a mad figure who killed people and became demons?

Yun Zhange gently leaned on the van, gently took out a cigarette, and showed an unreasonable and expected smile, not cold, but there was some mockery in it. (To be continued.) )