Hua Hua Li Theatre.

Five Kawasakis were put at the door, completely breaking the artistic conception here.

There were two men guarding the door of the theater, and after looking at the five people, he said, "Go in, Zhou Malong, they are waiting inside." ”

The five people who took off their helmets diǎn diǎn heads and stepped into this eerie and artistic Huahuali Theater.

In the center of the stage, the tall Zhou Malone was standing, like something static, talking on the phone, but only Ying Sheng did not answer.

The leader of the motorcycle five, the wolf, also led the way, looking at the body of the man on the ground, and a special throwing knife went deep into the man's neck.

"Died two hours ago, I don't know who did it." Zhou Malone hung up the phone and said lightly, in terms of experience, he is more or less inferior to the five people nicknamed the wolf group, the adjudication team of the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce, but from thirty people to these five, it is not an exaggeration to say that the five people are the elite of the elite.

"Red Cuckoo, the hand of the cadres in the Devil of Death, the only one who can solve him is the woman, and the only one who can invite him here is the woman, I can't imagine that it will be so vicious." The head wolf said with a gloomy face, he recognized the flying knife, and he knew this dead unknown man.

There is no third way to say that a man who has reached this height will either die from the torrent of this era or by a woman.

"Is it really a reaper?" Zhou Malong's face was heavy, if it is a life-seeking ghost, then it can be said that Beijing is going to have a mighty situation, the largest chamber of commerce to deal with the most tricky organization in China, who will kill the deer?

The most terrible thing is that there are countless powerful watchers.

The head wolf diǎn diǎn head, took a deep breath and said: "Those grievances that have been precipitated for many years are finally going to be broken?" He originally thought that those things had been crushed by time, and no one would mention them again, although he expected that such a day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and in such a hurry.

How difficult it is to make this decision, no matter who falls between the Devil and the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce, the impact is extremely terrifying, not to mention the butterfly effect layer by layer.

"I didn't expect them to come back, a fierce battle, just now, Lao Jiu also died, the death was miserable, double (10) ∝ dǐng (10) ∝ diǎn (10) ∝ small (10) ∝ said, .2★3.≤os_ (); The knife was stunned and cut out more than ten water chestnuts. Zhou Malone said lightly, thinking that in just the first night, he lost two directors, which was undoubtedly the biggest blow to the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce, or that the Soul Seeker had been planning for a long time tonight.

In this battle, the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce seems to have lost completely, but what the Soul Reaper is about to greet is the endless anger of this largest monster.

Hualong Bay.

Wu Qiba sat on the guardrail, with his back to a lake, smoking hard, and a corpse was in front of him.

"It's for you to clean up, not to sigh." The old clam stood against the guardrail, looking at Wu Qiba, who was speechless.

"Reaper planning an all-out war? Aren't they afraid that this will wipe them out? Wu Qiba looked incomprehensible, this kind of blind battle, it can be said that there is no diǎn benefit, maybe you can let those watchers come to a very beautiful and beautiful fall into the well, that is what really annoys Wu Qiba.

"The enmity between the Soul Seeker and the Chamber of Commerce is not something that can be resolved by the so-called two words of interest, if the Soul Seeker recovers its vitality, one light and one dark, and really fights, who loses and who wins, it is really an unknown, don't forget that this daunting night walk of a hundred ghosts is just a branch of the Soul Seeker back then." Lao Beng said that the grievances between these behemoths, like their little directors, are the most pathetic and pathetic victims.

Wu Qiba was like a little old man, as if his ears couldn't hear all the voices except him, and shook his head with a wry smile: "I once encountered this dǐng more than I did, and the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce told me that I was just a pawn, you tell me about my self-righteous life now, will it be like them, so vulnerable."

If a person's sinking is like a pebble falling into a lake, although it will make waves, it will definitely not last long, but when this life-seeking ghost falls to Beijing, it can be compared to a comet hitting the earth, or it is even more exaggerated.

The security company Dǐng Building, which owns an entire building.

"I expected you to come." The dark room seems to be the best environment for looking at the lights of thousands of homes in Beijing, and a man stands in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back, as if those in high positions have some such interest.

Heavy gasps could be heard in the corner of the room.

"Little Negro, go out, I'm going to talk to an old friend." The man with his hands behind his back said.

The sound of heavy wheezing stopped, followed by the sound of opening and closing the door, extremely crisp and neat, if it was a dǐng-level killer who didn't know when a person didn't know when he appeared behind him, the guy standing behind him, was it a human or a ghost?

"I can't imagine that ten people who were taken out by you can develop to such a point, intoxicating, and the life-seeking ghost really can't tolerate you, a great immortal." From the couch in the middle of the room, there was the crisp sound of biting apples.

"The life-seeking ghost, when our teacher died, there was no longer zài, why mention it again, why let the life-seeking ghost smear this black again?" The man with his hands behind his back turned his head, and a knife grazed his cheek.

"You haven't forgotten who killed the teacher back then, right?" The man wielding the knife in the darkness had a heavy voice, and he spoke one after another, as if he was extremely angry, like an angry bear.

In the face of this almost diǎn will kill him, and in the face of the incomparably terrifying guy in the dark, the man with his hands behind his back did not change his face and said lightly: "How can I forget? But have you forgotten what Mr. Jì said when he left? He doesn't want any revenge, he doesn't want to watch anyone die because of this dead man anymore, how can I forget! I don't want to fight with the White Dragon Chamber of Commerce in the dark! But it's not my own business! It's not just about my own life, I have an organization under my command and I have countless people to support. The more he spoke, the more excited the man became, and he walked step by step towards the guy who was deep in the darkness.

The man in the darkness gradually calmed down, and there seemed to be a hint of unreal laughter in the darkness.

"Sure enough, it's the same as the boss said, it's intoxicating, our brother wants to see you, I don't know if you, a big celebrity, can appreciate your face." The man in the dark said.

"See you in the old place, if he wants to pull me into the alliance, I should be advised to give up this plan, now, I am not a little ghost among the life-reelling ghosts, I have a family, I have a buddy, I have too many things, I don't want to ruin my life because of the past." Intoxicating man said.

"You still keep these words for the eldest brother, intoxicating, forgive me for a superfluous remark, we are not people, or we are not people who live on the bright side, we do not belong to that world, often a great life can only give birth to more pure pain, and when you try to stabilize your life, you have already ruined your life." The man in the dark said lightly, in this world of light, who dares to say that there is no shadow, there is no complete black.

"And what exactly are we?" The intoxicating man said with empty eyes, maybe he knew what kind of answer the guy in the dark would give him, but he still seemed to hear the voice.

"We are ghosts, a kind of guy who has long since died, something that will make people fearful, people who are active in the darkness and can't touch a single diǎn light." The voices in the darkness slowly became distant.

The drunken man knew that the guy was gone, but he still stood stunned, remembering this sentence, he seemed to have heard it before, but he just couldn't think of who it was from.

Can a person really become a ghost, or can a ghost really become a human?

It's an answer they've been looking for, but there's no answer.

Beijing, stumbling streets, stumbling people.

Zhao Kuang sat down under the stone bench under the street lamp, wandering away, he didn't dare to be interested in the things that were speeding on the street, he just wanted to stay like this, waiting for someone who came to take his life, or someone who should take his life.

The times, if they are separated, will be very simple and easy to understand, one after another can be told in three words and two sentences but tell a true story, these people running outside, do not expect others to understand the story, only hope that one person can speak.

What they want is very simple, easy for most people, but it takes them a lifetime, or even a lifetime, is not enough.

Beijing Longquan Railway Station, got off the train two men and a child, from Qingdao without any greetings to step into the city again, Gong San'er did not even have a trace of trance, now what Gong San'er wants to do is to find that guy in this big city, save that guy's soul.

The most difficult thing in this world is this, it may be easy to redeem a person's body, but it takes too many things to redeem a person's soul.

Sichuan's eyes widened, one hand tightly grasped the corner of Dayue's clothes, for fear that this huge city would swallow him, looking at high-rise buildings as if looking at monsters, fear was greater than longing.

Maybe this world is not as innocent as this child imagined, but it is definitely shocking, so shocking that a child forgets his disappointment and rejoice, but he is holding on to the last straw, for fear of being washed away by this person's torrent.

"Child, this is the outside world, remember, I don't ask you to have any ambitions, nor do I ask you to be better than anyone else, I just don't want you to lose the diǎn thing in your heart, if one day, you become a virtuous person with these guys, I will definitely kick you out like a ball." Gong San'er said, looking at this indifferent person with some disdain.