"Tombstones?" A cold sweat broke out on Zhang Yuxi's head, and he felt a chill behind him, as if he was being targeted by something terrifying, only to feel that the man in front of him disappeared out of thin air, so fast that Zhang Yuxi's brain had not yet reacted, and a heavy punch fell on Zhang Yuxi's face, directly knocking out Zhang Yuxi, who was not too big to see, which can be seen from this outrageous power. ◎ Top Novel,

A qiē happened in an instant, and the man stood proudly like this, like a ghost, or even more terrifying than a ghost.

"Who the hell are you?" Zhang Yuxi finally struggled to stand up, wiped the blood on his face, and roared, maybe in the end, a person who was forced to a dead end by the word despair would also struggle, because this person has nothing to lose.

"Who am I?" The man muttered, looking at Zhang Yuxi who jumped over the wall with some mockery, and looked at Zhang Yuxi like a vicious dog with an unchanged face, and his fist passed through a qiē and fell heavily on Zhang Yuxi's stomach, without waiting for Zhang Yuxi, whose reason had faded, to make any move, a clean whip leg was heavily pumped on Zhang Yuxi's shoulder.

It's over.

Uncle Zhao exhaled heavily, watched Zhang Yuxi slowly kneel on the ground, spitting blood, and the whip leg that brought out the wind was whipped on Zhang Yuxi's face, this poor man who was struggling to die fell down like this, completely out of breath, not at the same level at all.

The fear of qiē and qiē all stemmed from this standing man, the man looked at Zhang Yuxi whose body twitched expressionlessly, and moved his gaze to Uncle Zhao, which was a gaze without mercy, and even made Uncle Zhao suspect that this gaze did not come from a person, but an emotionless beast in the mountains.

Just by being stared at by this man for three seconds, Uncle Zhao felt like a lifetime, just when Uncle Zhao was about to meet the grim reaper, the man passed by Uncle Zhao like this, and left with Uncle Zhao in this way, carrying the thick tombstone again, stepping out of the black hall in Qingdao step by step, leaving a terrifying back.

Uncle Zhao swallowed his saliva vigorously, as if he felt that he had walked through the door of life and death, and inexplicably felt that this seemingly impregnable black hall, or Qingdao, compared to this man, was as soft as a ripe persimmon, how many people are there in this world? It is another very simple and simple question, which makes Uncle Zhao, who has passed half a hundred years old, confused and in a trance.

Outside the black hall, the man indifferently lit a cigarette, looked up at the signboard of the black hall, a light smile crossed his face, a little teasing, like a child's game at home, some people who have experienced a little bad luck think that they have seen through this era, but it is just the tip of the iceberg, this world, the rich are only richer, the poor are only more miserable, don't feel pitiful, don't feel that you are awesome, this is the simplest truth.

Burning love, the bell at the door was blown by the wind and sounded crisply, but this crisp bell could not hide the noise at the door.

"Coming?" Gong San'er stood up involuntarily, his waist bent slightly, as if facing a great enemy.

Zhao Kuangran nodded silently, staring at the door tightly, although his face was calm, but his heart was beating non-stop, if Zhao Kuangran could still be calm at this time, then it was not Zhao Kuangran.

But the strange thing is that it was just noisy at the door for a while, and then it calmed down completely, and this momentary calm made people feel weird, especially with the silver bell, like the bridge in some horror novels.

"What's the situation, it's too disappointing." Gong San'er lit a cigarette and said in his mouth, feeling that he finally had a little consciousness in his heart, and he was swept away by this calm.

Zhao Kuangran didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, so he got up and walked out of the door, followed by Dayue and Brother Fo.

Opening the glass door of Burning Love, this not too bustling street is so empty, as if nothing has been stored from beginning to end.

"People are here, but I don't know why they're leaving." Brother Fo said with a puzzled expression.

Zhao Kuangran was also confused, at this moment, the mobile phone in his pocket rang, Zhao Kuangran took out the mobile phone, looked at the caller number, frowned, but still connected the phone.

Gong San'er, who was still scolding in his mouth, stopped scolding, and pricked up his ears to listen.

"Chaos, Zhang Yuxi is dead." Connecting the phone, this was the first sentence Zhao Kuangran heard, and it was also the most shocking sentence.

"How is that possible?" Zhao Kuangran said in disbelief, he knew very well what Uncle Zhao's words meant.

"Zhang Yuxi is really planted, you guys should come to the black hall first, and when you arrive, you will believe that it is true." Uncle Zhao knew that Zhao Kuang might not be able to digest the news for a while.

"Okay, I'll get over there." Zhao Kuang hung up the phone, feeling that there was nothing unusual about Uncle Zhao on the phone, and rushed to a few people behind him who didn't know what to do: "Just now, Zhang Yuxi died." ”

"Good boy, who did it." Gong San'er jumped up directly, about these four dragons crossing the river, because there are archives, several people can be regarded as thorough research, although Zhang Yuxi is not a fierce person, but it is by no means a small fish and shrimp, can make Zhang Yuxi so neat, in Qingdao can have a motive to do this kind of thing, Gong San'er can only think of one, that person is them, although the other people are not all the way with this Zhang Yuxi, but they will not make this kind of trick, just to solve such a stepping stone that is not eye-catching.

Half an hour later, several people stood in the black hall with shocked faces, looking at Uncle Zhao among the countless corpses, which was particularly weird, so weird that it made people feel cold in their backs.

"Uncle Zhao, who did it?" Zhao Kuangran recovered from the shock and helped Uncle Zhao, who was sitting on the ground with weak legs.

"A man." Uncle Zhao stretched out a finger, as if just mentioning this, his heart was full of taboos.

"How is that possible? One person copied Zhang Yuxi's gang? Gong San'er's eyes were about to pop out, you know, this is reality, not a fairy tale, not an old boy movie, not a martial arts action blockbuster, like Li Tieqi's kind of demon, but there are very few, so little that there is no zài.

No matter how everyone reacted, Uncle Zhao just nodded slightly and said: "That guy is a madman, in my opinion, the force value should be above Li Tieqi, because I really can't think of a thing in this world that can defeat that man, if there is, I can see each other in my lifetime, and I have no regrets about dying." ”

Whether it was Gong San'er and Gui San, or Da Yue, or even Brother Fo, not to mention Zhao Kuangchao, at this moment, the mood of several people seemed to have heard something like a dream, and they couldn't recover from the shock.

"Uncle Zhao, you're not kidding, are you?" Gong San'er's lips trembled a little and said, what Gong San'er felt in her heart at this moment, I'm afraid even if you let Gong San'er describe it, she can't say it.

"Do you think I'm going to have to make this joke?" Uncle Zhao shook his head and said, it is hard to imagine that a person who is over half a hundred years old can still be frightened by a person to the point of losing his soul, maybe this is another world, Uncle Zhao thinks so, after all, he has lived for a long time from the height of a human being, and his eyes are short-sighted, so it is difficult to adapt to raising his head, let alone looking at the sun.

"Will there be such a fierce man in Qingdao?" Brother Fo said, also with a look of surprise, a person of this level was already not in the same world as them.

"It's true, I don't know what this man's purpose is, but I can make this man shoot, Qingdao, I can't think of anyone, only those deep-rooted families in the capital have this energy, but those who reach that height will see the interests of Qingdao that are so black that they can't be blacker?" Uncle Zhao took a big gulp of his cigarette and said, as if he couldn't smoke this cigarette anymore.

The always frivolous Gui San is also silent at this moment, even if he is a child, he has seen the so-called world for so long, and he should know when to do something, and his intuition tells Gu San, now is not the time for him to be able to do it, after all, the horror of Li Tieqi, he has really understood, there is more terrifying storage than Li Tieqi, and there is no clear definition in Guisan's mind, just like the few old men in his family who are not ordinary and kind, which makes people unpredictable.

Zhao Kuang stood silently, trying to figure it out, but his not too bright brain really couldn't create any surprises for him.

"Strange things, strange things." Gong San'er said, this increasingly chaotic chess game and heavier and heavier rain are creating surprises or tragedies for him one after another.

The other side.

"Zhang Yuxi is dead." Cheng Tao sat in the back seat of the Land Rover Aurora, looking at the text message on his mobile phone, which was the first and perhaps the most important one sent to him by the Qingdao Tiandi Line that he spent a lot of money to open.

"He's dead, what's the matter with us, if you hadn't asked me to withdraw, maybe I would have taken Zhao Kuangran's head by this time." The white-haired young man said with a puzzled expression, feeling that the man in front of him, who had a lot of fame outside, was a little cautious to the point of not being welcomed.

Cheng Tao shook his head, denied Guo Ye's statement, touched the stubble on his chin and said: "Zhang Yuxi shouldn't die, he is dead, the people who stand on our side of the outsider front are equal to one less, plus Li Jindou also died in the hands of this Zhao Kuangchao, and now we are left with the commander of the light pole, so today this Zhao Kuangchao, we can't move." ”

The white-haired young man pursed his lips, and his face was young and frivolous enough to be seen clearly, making people wonder what this young man named Guo Ye had relied on to get to this point.