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1999 - Rainy Night.

The sparse lingering drizzle, as if God was crying.

Outside the gate of a secluded manor in the Heavenly Empire, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves.

This is a group of masked men dressed in lily robes. Anyone would be amazed if they were dressed up. Underneath the cloak was a black tunic tunics. It's like a night suit in ancient martial arts.

"Herod-" A long cry from the head horse brought the team to a halt.

Orders are forbidden. It's like it's been rehearsed a thousand times. What's even more palpitating is that when all the horses' hooves stopped, there was only a sound of stomping on the ground!

A man dressed in black, who was clearly distinguished from the leader, tightened his silver collar and turned over and dismounted.

With a wave of his hand, the other members of the horse team jumped off the horse as if they were a person. The rain gradually fell heavily, but the leader of the men in black did not move.

And there was silence behind him.

That's half an hour.

As soon as the time arrived, the leader rolled up the sleeves of his shirt on his wrists. An ordinary watch. The time shown above is 3 o'clock.

With a wave of his hand, black shadows quietly touched the manor like ghosts at night.

"Click!" A thunderclap seemed to be God's wrath at what was about to happen!

But it didn't help......

Half an hour later, all the dark shadows gathered at the gate of the manor again, turned on their horses, and under the leadership of the leader, lifted the reins of their horses, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye......

The next day, the local county police chief received a report that there was a serious murder case in a certain place, a Zhuangzi named Xiuhua Villa, one hundred and thirty-five people, down to babbling babies, up to the old man in the twilight, including all the poultry and beasts were killed!

According to the forensic doctor who investigated the scene, all of the 135 people were fatally injured by a single blow, and there was absolutely no second fatal injury.

And judging from every scar, it should be a group of more than twenty murderers who are proficient in knife techniques. It was preliminarily concluded to be a vendetta.

But even the eldest in the neighboring village couldn't tell what the family was called.

What shocked the local political axe even more was that this manor, including the entire mountain where it was located, was all owned by the victim, but on the contrary, there was no record of this qiē!

In other words, this entire mountain is the private property of this family! However, without waiting for the local political axe to intervene in the investigation, a group of people with special documents took over the case.

After that, no one knew what the truth of the matter was, whether the murderer was caught or not, and this case, with the passage of time, gradually became a legend in the nearby villages and towns......

One day in March 2005, under the banyan tree at the entrance of the village, there was always a small maza made of stone.

Above this humble pony is a simple shed nailed out of wood.

Don't look at the little Mazha is inconspicuous, but this small thing is the supreme "throne" in the village!

This is the "throne" that only the oldest and most experienced people in the village can sit on!

On this small "throne", they passed on what they knew to the children of the village by word of mouth.

And the children also listened carefully to the experience of the old people's life. Although they may not understand the truth of this, although they do not understand what kind of thrilling it is, they are told by all their parents that they must take all the words of the old people to heart!

It's just that, as time goes by, to this day, the young people of the village are talking more about computer games, such as interstellar, Red Alert, Warcraft, and a series of other small games.

Originally, under the banyan tree that was in full swing in previous years, now only the children who were forced to listen to the lecture under the supervision of their own old people remained.

After taking a puff of the old dry tobacco, the spicy smoke was swallowed into the stomach, then inhaled into the lungs, and with a long breath, two straight breaths erupted from the nostrils.

If someone who understands sees it, it will definitely be shocked! Those two smoke-filled breaths actually began to spray straight into the ground from the old man's nostrils, smashing out two small marks!

This can't be done without years of internal and external training!

"The old man is good at kung fu!" A deep voice caught the old man's attention.

Raising his eyelids, a look of surprise appeared on his face full of old age spots, "Let's go! Taking a puff of dry tobacco, the old man raised his eyebrows.

This is a stylishly dressed lad.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he has a harmless smile on his face, a black leather jacket on his upper body, and a pair of jeans that have become popular in recent years.

is not the kind of K-pop pseudo-motherly style that is now "rampant" in the Celestial Empire, but a kind of rugged atmosphere full of men's masculinity, but it does not mean that the young man looks very old, on the contrary, even if the old man was a beautiful man back then, he had to admire the handsomeness of the young man in front of him.

However, handsome is handsome, but the old man's heart is full of vigilance.

With his years of cultivation, he was able to make people come closer, if he hadn't taken the initiative to speak, he wouldn't have noticed his existence at all!

Such a "dangerous" character cannot be vigilant by the elderly. "Don't get me wrong, I'm here to ask you something." The young man's face did not change at all, but he stood very considerately.

The old man looked at the young man.

"Say!"

didn't care about the old man's tone, but asked very respectfully: "Old man, may I ask your surname?" ”

"Wu!"

"Daddy Wu, I want to ask, do you know how to get to Xiuhua Villa?"

"What did you say?" The expression on the old man's face changed greatly, and he instantly looked at the young man with a vigilant expression, his expression was guarded, and the fingers holding the dry cigarette gun made a "crackling" sound, and he clenched the barrel of the cigarette gun.

"Who are you?" Although the old man was sitting, he gave the young man the feeling that he was a tiger who chose to devour people.

The young man did not speak, but chuckled and watched the old man's movements. A drop of sweat ran down the old man's forehead and down his emaciated cheeks, "Smack! "Gently fell to the ground. Deathly silence. Gritting his teeth, the old man closed his eyes tightly, exhaled a breath, and his whole body suddenly collapsed to the pony, pointing weakly in one direction.

"Thank you! Agreed! With his hands clenched into fists, the young man turned and left.

"Wait!" The old man's voice sounded behind him, "You just ...... How much effort did it take? ”

"Ten points!" The young man's faint voice rang out, and then vanished.

"Phew! Little slippery head! The corners of the old man's mouth curved, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and stood up tremblingly, only to find that his entire back was soaked.

With a wry smile, he picked up the cane beside him and tried a few times before finally standing up from the pony. Shaking his trembling legs, the old man limped back to the village.

Behind him, the shed that sheltered from the wind and rain all the year round and the "throne" that was extremely "sacred" to the whole village were blown up by a gust of wind and turned into gray dust in the sky......

A month later-

As the plane landed, the waiting room at Incheon Airport became crowded.

"Whew-" Zhang Zhengxun slowly breathed a sigh of relief to relieve the fatigue of the journey.

"Ahh But I unexpectedly heard a cheer around me!

Covering his ears, he could still hear the sound like a Shaolin lion's roar, frowning, but he didn't say anything.

These brainstorms don't know what they're happy about.

As soon as he finished laughing at the group of god-brained fans who frantically flocked to a certain passage, he heard someone around him shouting: "Isn't that Han Jiaren?" ”

Suddenly, Zhang Zhengxun's eyes suddenly widened to the extreme, and he let out a ghostly scream, and in the eyes of the surrounding fools, Zhang Zhengxun rushed over like a wind.

Of course, as a result, he was naturally stopped by the security guards at the airport, if Han Jiaren hadn't known him a long time ago, he would have been blown out a long time ago.

The reason why I know him is because he is his own senior madman. However, the reason why he remembered it was because he was his own crazy meal, and on the other hand, because this product had a somewhat special profession.

Trolls.

Cyber trolls.

To put it bluntly, it is a group of new professions that are crazy about posting to refresh the number of replies to posts for the purpose of profit, or participating in the so-called "cyber jihad".

As for the charge, because it is a trade secret, I will not disclose it here.

As his senior madman, this person is responsible for a specific organization of things in the group, although he can't help himself when he sees himself, but he doesn't have bad intentions, it's just an obsessive-compulsive episode.

Although he felt a burden, this guy was a good manager, and even the managers on the official website were full of praise for his ability, of course, this was when he didn't see Han Jiaren.

In fact, Zhang Zhengxun also knows that he is not good at this, but he just can't control himself. It's just that this kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder only appears when he sees Han Jiaren himself.

Despite this, in the end, I have practiced the kung fu of calming the mind and calming the mind, and after all, it is an official executive, so I often meet each other, and I quickly calmed down.

Subsequently, the team of staff who joined the side and cooperated with them to maintain order.

Burdenfully glanced at the busy Zhang Zhengxun, a faint wry smile appeared on Han Jiaren's face, and then got into the nanny car arranged by the company and left.

Watching the car leave in a daze, Zhang Zhengxun's originally excited blood cooled down. Then he called a taxi and left with his luggage.

"Bell-" The phone rang.

Zhang Zhengxun, who was holding his luggage in a daze, was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

It is the best pro-hometown Luo Tianxi.

Put through.

"Hello? Coming back? ”

"Yes! It's back! ”

"How?"

"I didn't see it."

"Huh? I won't let you in? ”

"No......" was a somber voice.

"You mean! What's going on? Luo Tianxi was anxious.

This brother! How can you still talk and slur?

"It's gone!"

"What's missing?"

"According to the locals, seven years ago, more than 150 families were killed, leaving no chickens and dogs."

"Huh? This...... Did you sue Auntie? ”

With a wry smile, Zhang Zhengxun asked, "Do you think I dare?" ”

"That's right...... Auntie waited for many years, but waited for the news...... When are you going to sue her? ”

"Let's wait until she's cured......"

"Yes...... Her illness—"

"That's it! What else? ”

"You...... Have you met Sister Beauty? ”

"Huh? Encountered! I also help maintain order. ”

“…… Let's take a look at the official website. "The call was hung up.

Glancing at the phone suspiciously, Zhang Zhengxun just wanted to browse the web, but the phone automatically turned off.

Because there was no spare battery around, Zhang Zhengxun didn't care.

Half an hour later, I returned to my home in Seoul. This is an ordinary building with only more than 70 square meters, and such a house was just bought this year.

It's not big, with two bedrooms, one living room, one bathroom and one kitchen, but it is full of the warmth of home.

However, at this time, the room was covered with a thick layer of dust.

Put down your luggage, take out the spare battery from the room, put it on, pick up the rag and start cleaning.

Three hours later, looking at the renovated room, a smile appeared on Jang Jung-hoon's face.

Suddenly, I remembered the news that Luo Tianxi asked him to see.

Pack up the cleaning tools, pour yourself a glass of boiled water, turn on the computer, log in to the official website, and automatically log in to the account.

Unexpectedly, there was a lot of complaints on the official forum. A hint of foreboding came to my mind. Frowning, I just wanted to see what was going on, but I was stunned by the top banner that popped up!

"Smack!" The glass fell to the ground and shattered to pieces.

"Ring-" The phone rang unexpectedly.

"Gollum!" He swallowed hard, but his eyes didn't mean to leave.

"Hey ......"

"I'm sorry, Jang Jung-hoon, we'...... I tried my best—"

"Smack!" The phone fell to the ground and fell in pieces.