The night is dark, the lights are on, and a new nightlife begins.

The people, who had been busy all day, tore off their gorgeous masks at this time, and in this moment shrouded in darkness, they mingled in the night, hiding everything they did not want to be known.

Some people are looking for a moment to relax, some people have a little wine to relieve their mood, and some people are all looking for their goals.

But tonight seemed a little unusual, and the pent-up, dreary anger was overwhelming.

At this time, a charming woman with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup stood on the street as in the past, looking at the people passing by, as if waiting for the "business" to come to the door, with a thin and pale finger holding a lit cigarette, slowly put it to her mouth, took a shallow breath, and seemed to be stuffy for a long time before gently spitting it out.

In the smoke, the dim lights, the decadent eyes, the lonely back, everything seemed so out of place.

After a short time, Luo Jianfeng's slow steps came into view, and a flash of joy flashed in the woman's eyes.

Pedal Pedal Ped Twisting the seemingly slender little waist, he blocked his way prettyly, and looked at Luo Jianfeng with a bewitching face. No, in her eyes, it should be the "prey", the seductive way: Little brother, is it lonely at night? ”

"Lonely?" Luo Jianfeng raised his head and asked in surprise, his cold cheeks were slightly stunned, the inferior perfume came to his face, he frowned, flashed to the side as if he were ignorant, and said sarcastically: It's dark, go home and wash and sleep. ”

Half-old, the charm is still there, although such a woman has a little beauty, but for Luo Jianfeng, who is mixed in the "Ten Thousand Flowers", it is just dregs.

As long as he raises his arms and shouts, who is not defeated under his majestic wind, it is a pity that he has the heart to plant flowers and flowers and does not bloom, so that many famous * ladies and noble women and Luo * Li girls will flow eastward.

But it backfired, the woman didn't want to let go of the hard-won "door-to-door business" so easily, so she rushed to Luo Jianfeng with excitement and said: Little brother, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the passion is pao day, the opportunity is rare and should not be missed. As he spoke, he lifted the loose skirt, revealing some looming lace.

At this time, there was a low muffled hum from the opposite house, mixed with a hint of shenyin, and in an instant, the atmosphere became weird.

After a moment of stalemate, the woman seemed to get a hint, glanced at Luo Jianfeng amorously, her slender fingers touched his*, and her writhing body was about to make the next move.

Inadvertently, as if in a trance, he suddenly found that his pale face revealed a bit of blood-filled illusion, and took a step back with instinct.

Suddenly, a scream with a hint of excitement pierced the silence of the night, adding a little life to it.

Half an hour, an hour, two hours may be a long time.

Luo Jianfeng violently pushed away the woman's body that seemed to fall apart, and was just about to step away, as if there was something fetters, he looked down, but saw the woman's complaining eyes with a touch of annoyance.

"Little brother, you can't just eat clean and wipe your nose and leave, it means a little bit." The woman rubbed her fingers weakly, like a beggar, waiting for Luo Jianfeng's reward.

"Get out!" Luo Jianfeng kicked away the woman who didn't know how to lift, and his cold eyes stared at her longing eyes, like a soul envoy, through the woman's eye sockets, directly into the depths of her soul, making her shiver with excitement.

"Why? I"

Luo Jianfeng turned around and walked towards the house opposite.

The woman who was lying on her side on the side of the road and was weak, occasionally made a sound, whispered like a curse, and looked at Luo Jianfeng who was gradually moving away, but unfortunately she had enough strength to spare, and her angry eyes were mixed with a trace of helplessness.

Walking to the side of Forget Worry Street, he stopped his steps, and glanced at the flamboyant but brilliant, luxurious but noble decoration in front of him, and a sarcastic smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

Creak! Luo Jianfeng pushed open the hidden glass door, and saw a man and a woman lying on the sofa not far away, working the light bar, and from time to time let out some dirty laughter.

In vain, the man heard footsteps behind him, and suddenly he was excited, disarmed and surrendered, and hurriedly looked sideways, but what caught his eye was a young man in a sweatshirt, his ink-colored eyes were like a bottomless pit, and there was a rebellious and domineering spirit between his eyebrows, like a natural rebel.

The lazy gaze lightly swept at the young man in front of him, and his frightened eyes seemed to freeze, staring at the dagger in Luo Jianfeng's hand.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, and at this time, the boy's every move seemed to be fused with the legendary "poisonous wolf" in his impression, and everything seemed to complement each other so well, and he whispered weakly in his heart.

The name of "poisonous wolf" is known to everyone, the benchmark of the killer world, the object of worship of the world, and it was born out of nowhere, but there was no defeat.

The panic in Yang Wen's eyes flashed away, he put on his clothes without hurry, instinctively took out a cigar, lit it several times in a row but did not light the cigar in his mouth, simply threw it away, threw it aside, and said: Friend, draw a line, I hope to be a ghost. ”

I don't know whether to admire Yang Wen's courage or praise the woman's figure, Luo Jianfeng seemed to be like no one around, looked at the woman's chest, and said: Not bad. ”

Without waiting for Yang Wen's answer, Luo Jianfeng continued: You have offended someone who should not be offended, and I am here to take your life today, if you don't resist, you can die more comfortably, without the slightest pain, think about it. ”

When Yang Wen heard this, the anger in his heart was like a place where explosives were stacked, and he was about to explode in an instant, as if he had forgotten his previous timidity, and said angrily: Consider your mother. As he spoke, he grabbed the knife that was stuck obliquely on the fruit and slashed at Luo Jianfeng.

When Luo Jianfeng heard the word "consider", the hand that originally cut his nails paused, he seemed to have not heard the word "consider" for a long, long time, he was an orphan who endured unbearable humiliation from the same people since he was a child, until three years ago.

At that time, the word "consider" seemed to have become synonymous with him, whether he knew it or not, he had always used this word to call him, and now the person who knew this title had gone to the Western Heaven Elysium, which meant that these two words were taboo in front of him.

Suddenly, a cold light like meteor lightning disappeared in the blink of an eye, and with a bang, the right hand holding the knife fell to the floor, holding the handle of the knife as if he was not aware of such a situation.

Then there was a thud, and hot blood spurted out from his broken wrist, like a water gun, hitting the wall opposite slowly, and the blood flowed slowly, like an unwilling roar.

Yang Wen, who was drenched in cold sweat, almost couldn't believe his eyes, raised his right hand stiffly, stared blankly at the broken wrist that was spilling blood, and stood in place for a while.

Yes! With an exclamation, the woman rolled her eyes and fainted on the sofa.

Yang Wen, who seemed to be aware of the pain, ignored the injury, his trembling body and legs bent, pounced, knelt in front of Luo Jianfeng, and said tremblingly: Big brother, the younger brother has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, as long as you bypass my cheap life, the little brother will definitely serve the work of dogs and horses. ”

Luo Jianfeng looked at the ordinary dagger in his hand as if he was admiring a work of art, and asked for the first time, "Are you finished?" ”

When Yang Wen heard this, his sweaty forehead immediately clicked like a chicken eating rice.

In vain, as if he remembered something, he suddenly raised his head and grabbed Luo Jianfeng's shoes with difficulty, and shouted hoarsely: Tell me why?

"Just because three years ago, you"

As soon as he was halfway through the sentence, Luo Jianfeng grabbed the dagger and raised an arc in the air, pounce! The sharp tip of the knife was deeply inserted into the top of Yang Wen's head, and it seemed that there was no chance to call for help, and he was killed with one blow.

He squinted at Yang Wen, who was staring at him, like a slaughtered cat and a dog, and continued expressionlessly: Offended me. ”

Bang Bang Bang! The smell of blood filled the air, adding some pungent alcohol.

Luo Jianfeng, who was standing not far away, threw the burning lighter in his hand to the opposite side, and a small arc happened to fall on the corner of the window.

Bang! There was a loud bang, the wind borrowed the fire, the fire borrowed the power of the wind, and the fire burned.

Cruel, cold-blooded, and ruthless!

Sentimental, sentimental, delicate!

A ruthless killer who single-handedly reverses the pattern of the underground world, a prodigal son with a long love for children, two different identities are perfectly combined!

He is Luo Jianfeng!

The police all over the world regard him as a "cancer", killers all over the world regard him as a "god killer", corrupt officials and corrupt officials all over the world regard him as an "executioner", and a terrifying nickname "poisonous wolf".

After many years, when people recall the past, they will always look up at a corner of the sky, as if there is a look of worship, and whisper to themselves: The end seems to mean the beginning of the next time. ”