At seven or eight o'clock in the summer night, it is exactly at nightfall, the sun has put away its last brilliance, the twilight is gone, and the night is falling. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The night, little by little, little by little, spreads like ink in water, slowly but unstoppably. But the moon has not yet risen, and the moonlight cannot keep up with the footsteps of the night, and it cannot stop the darkness from coming, so this is the darkest time.

At this moment, there was a black figure, blending into the dark night. She walked slowly as the night spread, her eyes as silent as night, her face as silent as night, and her steps as silent as night.

She was not in a hurry, unhurried, unhurried to regulate her breathing, her own rhythm, in order to better blend into the night. Gradually, her breath became almost inaudible, and her presence was reduced to a minimum, like a pebble on the side of the street.

She is open, undisguised, and plain face to the sky, passers-by pass by her, but completely ignore her pretty appearance, ignore her graceful body, ignore her charming smile, and let her be just a breath of fresh air, as if she does not exist.

She is Leng Zi'er, the purple electric witch Leng Zi'er.

Her assassinations never relied on assault, speed, or concealment. She has always walked in front of the target openly, sealed her throat with a knife, and killed her with one blow.

She is not good at hiding, but she is very good at hiding, hiding all her breath, hiding all her presence, and everyone will not pay attention to her even if they see her, because she is air, nothingness, nothingness, and no one will put too much energy into a piece of air.

This is the Void Body Method, the assassination technique known as the Kiss of Nothingness by the outside world, the assassination technique of the Leng family's fame, the mature technique that has undergone thousands of tests of blood and fire, and the most confident technique of Leng Zi'er.

She didn't stop a step, and she was determined to move towards her goal.

Yuhuayuan had already appeared in sight, but Leng Zi'er's mind was even calmer, forgetting life, death, and herself, and only having a goal in her heart.

Only by being attentive can she be proficient in skills, and Leng Zi'er has always been more attentive than others.

There are few things that can interrupt Leng Zi'er's concentration, you see, the one walking the dog next to her was dragged by the dog and slid all over the ground; You see, the Audi next to it is parked on the side of the road, but it is still shaking; You see, there was an ugly aunt who rushed to the front of the Audi with a mop, pulled the door and stabbed the mop inside; You see, a man and a woman ran out of the car half-naked......

All of this can't disturb a piece of air, nor can it disturb Leng Zi'er.

Suddenly, she stopped, not because of the dog walker, not because of the ugly aunt, not because of the half-naked man and woman, but because someone had disturbed the air, in the most tragic way.

A white flower's body fell from the sky, wiping Leng Zi'er's hair and falling on the ground in front of Leng Zi'er's feet, and in an instant, the fresh air was contaminated by the smell of blood.

The body of a girl with flowers twisted strangely on the ground lying in front of Leng Zi'er, blocking her way forward. Blood poured out of her body to the outside world, and in a few breaths, the ground was stained red. Her body had been cut open by an unknown blade in countless wounds of varying shades, and a mixture of blood and flesh was constantly flowing from these wounds.

This time she fell, and this girl in the mood for flowers suddenly changed from slim to really weak and boneless.

Only one face on the whole body is still intact, but the frightened expression is forever preserved on it, and it has become a mask full of resentment.

The air was disturbed, and Leng Zi'er emerged from the disturbed air. Only then did people discover that there was a girl with the same beautiful face standing in front of the corpse of the fallen woman.

It's just that people don't care about admiring this attractive girl now, and their attention is all attracted by the limp female corpse on the ground.

The quiet life in the town makes it difficult for them to see such a tragic scene, watching a clean up the junior is already the most tragic picture, but I didn't expect this girl to use her life to deduce a more tragic drama at this time. So people were a little stunned for a while, the dog walkers and dogs stopped running, the ugly aunt was powerless to wave the mop, and the half-naked men and women were even more flawless. They all gathered around the female corpse, staring at the female corpse with timid, unbearable, frightened but hidden deep excitement, and were silent for a while.

It wasn't until the half-naked mistress, who was still quite delicate, couldn't help the churning feeling in his heart and vomited on the ground, that people woke up and shouted in a hurry. A few seemingly savvy people stopped people from vandalizing the scene and called the police station. The scene was chaotic for a while, and no one knew what the girl who first appeared next to the female corpse was doing now, when she left the scene, and where did she go?

She turned into a puddle of air again, drifting out of nowhere.

But now the air is no longer cold, it's a little fiery!

The image just now brutally opened up her dusty memories, which were the last memories she wanted to recall. She even connected the girl on the ground with the woman in her memory for a while, and panic flashed in her heart, which was the mentality that she shouldn't exist as a killer, so she was annoyed.

For the first time, she raised her head and saw clearly the floor where the girl fell, where there was a broken window, and the figure of a man, but she couldn't see her face clearly.

In an instant, Leng Zi'er forgot her original purpose, she turned into a hurricane, a hurricane of anger, and rushed to the stairs.

Her form flickered and fluttered in the stairwell, her thoughts rampaging through her memories.

......

"Why did you send Sister Xiao away?" She grabbed her grandfather's leg and pleaded bitterly.

At this time, the grandfather was extremely indifferent, he kicked away the young Leng Zi'er and disappeared into the darkness.

......

She cried and found the young Wang Chaoye and said, "Brother Ye, Sister Xiao was sent away by her grandfather, what should I do!" ”

But Wang Chaoye only cared about drinking.

......

"Smack", a snow-white body was thrown in front of Leng Zi'er.

Her body was full of wounds, as well as smudges left by the abuse, and her face was so swollen that she couldn't recognize it, but Leng Zi'er still hugged her for the first time, recognized her, and whispered in her mouth: "Sister Xiao, go home......"

But the tears couldn't stop flowing, and it was the last time she shed tears.

......

In the blink of an eye, Leng Zi'er climbed to the 21st floor, and she stared at the closed security door with some breath, which was very similar to the door that night.

She rushed over, her eyes flashing with madness, purple arcs around her, the stainless steel security door seemed to be paper paste in front of her, and it was broken through in an instant, leaving only a human-shaped round hole in the middle of the security door, and the melted steel juice that kept dripping.

The scorching steam rose to release the anger that Leng Zi'er had suppressed at this time, but her expression was still indifferent, and the corners of her mouth were still raised, revealing a deadly charm.

She rushed into the room, rampage like lightning, but after a breath she stopped, standing still.

Because she didn't find what she was looking for, there was no person in her memory, no person she wanted to eat raw, there was only an empty place.

The cold wind swept into the house through the broken window, instantly waking up Leng Zi'er. She woke up from the memory with a shudder, a wry smile climbed up her cheeks, she shook her head, after all, it was a thing of the past, she couldn't change it, but today it was too similar, she almost fell into a spell.

Suddenly a strange noise caught her attention, and she quickly turned around: "Who is it!" ”

A figure disappeared from the window, Leng Zi'er chased after her, but found that there was no figure, but she was suddenly awakened by the flash from below.

There was a reporter below, he was holding his camera and pressed the shutter at the window where Leng Zi'er was.

Only then did Leng Zi'er realize that she had been fooled, and someone wanted to frame her. Although she was not afraid of such a frame-up, it was always a trouble, and she hurried to the window, preparing to flee the scene. However, I found that a lot of police officers had rushed up under the stairs, and the number of floors on the elevator indicator light was quickly approaching the 21st floor.

Leng Zi'er was surrounded, and she had no way to escape.

Since there is no way to escape, then fight your way out.

Leng Zi'er made a decision in her heart, and the purple electric light on her body was even better.

Suddenly, a brass-colored arm appeared, grabbed her, and pulled her into another room.

The police rushed up at this time, but found that the 21st floor was empty, and they expected that the murderer might have fled upwards, so they divided into two ways, one continued to pursue like the upper floor, and the other stayed on the 21st floor to take samples.

A plainclothes policeman knocked on the room next to the murder scene, and the door was opened by a half-naked teenager, who looked about 20 years old and looked exceptionally handsome.

"Police investigation, what's your name?"

The man yawned and said, "Wang Chaoye." ”