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March 27, 2014. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When drops of blood will be a thing of the past.

Standing under the high-rise building in Lop Nur, it has long been a Shura's dojo.

The orderly masked intruders, armed with uniformly deployed firearms, slowly but patiently wear down the will of the crowd to resist.

The silver and bright police emblem is the unified logo of the intruder.

The killers who usually have superb means have already become inferior to ordinary people under the interference of the poison arranged in advance, and they have only fallen helplessly and unwillingly in the dense firepower net of the killers.

There is a cold murderous aura everywhere. Qualified killers, never know, what it means to give in.

Blood is flowing, and anger is rising in all directions.

And the three of them, if they had nothing to do with themselves, stood on the rooftop in the night, watching the magnificent curtain call brought by the flames below.

The heat wave swept the corners of everyone's clothes.

“…… I'm sure you're all tired of it. ”

The firelight fluttered up in the mournful shouts of killing, and slowly passed the three of them with the smoke of gunpowder—

Mu Ran's face, a light smile, an arrogant face.

"Yes, both...... Tired ......"

The sword intent below became more and more intense, and the shouting of killing became more and more poignant in the blood.

The leading aggressor walked lightly in the mountain of blood corpses, not paying attention, the clouds were light and the wind was light.

The twin guns in his hands are strong and tactful, and the streamlined and gentle body of the gun reveals a hidden strong explosive power. Just like his people, soft, but strong.

He walked step by step like this, like enjoying the flowers in a leisurely garden, and he became a heavenly heart.

The people who were fighting in the field seemed to be afraid of disturbing this artistic conception, and when he came, they couldn't help but retreat one after another, making way for him to make a neat and clean passage in the chaotic battle.

At this moment, there is no distinction between friend and foe.

The double knives in Ding Ding's hand Huo De bloomed a brilliant flow of light, splitting the pile of police officers in front of him into two, flesh and blood flying, and the internal organs mixed with Qingyue's golden sound exploded fiercely, Huo De broke a temporary gap in the crowd...... But in an instant, he was brutally blocked by another group of people.

This time, the police station is going to be ruthless to eliminate the blood droplets, and the tragic crowd tactics are ...... disregarding the lives of his subordinates in this way, I think it is also the handiwork of that person......

Killer?? Hehe, he must be more suitable than me......

Thinking of the mess, Ding Ding's subordinates were not chaotic at all, and the twin knives trembled high-pitchedly, and they came out far away in the night, constantly harvesting this weak life.

If it hadn't been poisoned......

Ding Ding squinted slightly and watched the sword light in his hand fluctuate back and forth freely, and there was already a vague feeling of weakness, and the surging of the true yuan in his body became more and more uncontrollable. The toxicity of the strong pressure at the beginning seems to have awakened at this moment, and it suddenly burst out with a stronger counterattack!!

His face darkened, and Ding Ding involuntarily spat out a purple mist of blood, which fell miserably against the dim lights of the training building.

At this moment, the leader also quietly came here.

The perfect smile and neat black dress are like the purest old aristocrats of the Middle Ages.

The two guns in his hand suddenly swirled, and then they were firmly held in the white and slender hands.

"Ares. Lang Rot. He gracefully bowed and smiled lightly, "It's hard work, the first kill of the respected blood droplets-" Xuan Ghost "Your Excellency Ding Ding......"

Ding Ding's face was gloomy, and he lightly wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand.

Kill!!

Without the slightest warning, the knife light in Ding Ding's hand shot out, and his figure followed suit, and the strong air flow exploded around like a big firecracker.

Ding Ding's clothes clinged to his body, against the wind, perfectly outlining his sturdy figure.

The body was tense, Ding Ding gritted his teeth and endured the discomfort caused by the loss of physical strength caused by the poison, like a predatory cheetah, and the two knives were like sharp claws, which had already opened, and in the bloody rain, dazzling sharp flowers bloomed.

This is the end of everything!

The three of them looked at the figures moving downstairs in the flying firelight and ammunition, and said softly, as if sighing, but also like helpless sighs.

The other two didn't say a word, silently watched, watched, watched the man howl unwillingly, and finally lost the double knife in his hand, and fell to his knees, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.

The intruders with loaded guns around them pressed down step by step, and a generation of masters was caught by mistake.

"Ghost ......"

The three of them were silent, but none of them made the slightest movement.

The gun-wielding intruders below saw the figures of the three from a distance, and the leader smiled indifferently, waved his right hand lightly, whistled, and climbed straight up the smooth wall of the tall building like a gecko climbing the rafters.

It's all masters......

The three of them were still indifferent.

The look in his eyes was stunned, looking at the world under his feet.

Is it time to go......

On the second day, the Fenglinzhou Intercontinental Daily published the news: At present, the world's largest terrorist killer organization "Blood Drop" was exterminated by the police station, one of the four chief killers was captured alive, and the whereabouts of the remaining three are unknown.

On the front page of the daily newspaper, the young police chief looked at everyone coldly.

2018, August 21.

Half of the green mountains are still dreaming of snow, and the sky is cold to the sky

The cyan is in the sky, and the pine sea is rising.

Except for the pine forest roaring in the wind, there was no other sound.

No one, but more natural. It seems that almost all the famous mountains and rivers in the world are only graceful when there is no one, and they can be given true taste.

The pine forest is extremely lush, and once you enter it, you can only see the blue around you. The light rosin fragrance is rich, but faint. The thin gauze mist floats in the warm morning light, soft and moving.

In the distance, a mountain stream crosses straight along, twisting and turning like jade. The water of Ding Dong is clear, and it is really a ring that is crisp. The splashing water droplets are precious, and the dazzling mountains are also gorgeous.

Even if it is not a fairyland on earth, it is also a paradise.

But

No matter how beautiful the paradise is, there are also traces of people.

The literati in green shirts stepped into the painting at this moment.

Dressed in a green shirt, harmoniously blending into the vast green. The fat man smiled lightly and walked towards the top of the mountain.

It seems that unlike ordinary literati, even though the Confucian clothes are still elegant, the fat man's wide body completely subverts the image of the thin scribe in people's minds.

But fortunately, the image of the fat man has not yet reached the point of destroying the word "scribe".

Although he is fat, he has a general agility in his body. Coming down from the mountain, between flashing and moving, the green shirt fluttered, and it turned out to be indescribably chic and elegant. Coupled with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, he was gentle and generous.

A gentleman is like jade, probably like that.

Falling flowers listen to the rain, and the sound of the wind.

It seemed to be a leisurely stroll, and in a flash, the fat scribe had reached the top of the mountain. People point to the traces of the mountain, like golden eyes to the ink dragon, quietly with a stroke, everything will be instantly stupid.

The heaven and earth are self-contained, like the landscape splashed by ink and water, and the wind moves, elegant and pure.

Seeing the figure from afar, the fat man chuckled, this person, who thought he was just a rough man who was not interested, had just set the place where the two met at the cemetery at midnight, where the secret was secret, but how could it be as beautiful as here. It was yesterday when this person suddenly changed the meeting location to this place at this time, the fat man was stunned for a long time, but now it seems that he must be trying to change.

The man who had been waiting at the top of the mountain for a long time got up and bowed stiffly. The inconspicuous black clothes seemed to be completely integrated into the mountain shape, and it only at this moment did it attract the slightest attention.

"Scholar," his voice was as stiff and abrupt as his person, even though his timbre was good, but it also gave people a wonderful sense of shock, "I can only ask for you, I ......"

The fat man raised his hand slightly, interrupted his words, and smiled softly: "Friends for many years, do you still use these?" I'm just wondering, we people, everyone wants to get rid of the entanglement of emotions in order to reach the pinnacle of martial arts, but why do you ......?"

After a pause, the fat man looked at the man's face and continued: "But why do you want to get back the lost emotions...... Don't you know that once people have traits such as feelings, cracks will appear in their psyche? In that case, you won't be able to verify the Dao for the rest of your life, this ......"

The fat man frowned and said, but when he looked at the other party's still expressionless face, he immediately stopped talking, he is not a person who is boring to himself, for example, he already knows that what should be said and what should not be said can be stopped.

After all, the fat man just shook his head and sighed deeply.

He understood the temperament of this old friend, and knew that no matter how much he persuaded him, it was useless.

The man was still clubbing, like a thin javelin, and he didn't move.

Finally, after a moment, he reached out and rubbed his brow.

"The machine did so long unconscious in the drops of blood and finally came out, I ...... I just want to be a human being...... Scholar, you say, people, can they have no feelings? ”

The fat man didn't answer, and lowered his head as if thinking about something.

The man didn't speak, and there was silence in the room for a while.

Is that all there is to it? It seems that he also understands......

"Well," the fat man looked up, still smiling lightly, but his expression was a little eager, and a wonderful light shone through his eyes—

"Your order, I'll open it, take it!"

That's at this time.

How many years have you been waiting for the day when the blood droplets existed?

Finally half the battle.

The corners of his mouth in the dark are slightly upturned, the so-called hatred, that must be repaid.

There was no sound, and the sun broke out of the mountains and forests at noon. Lin Tao suddenly roared, as if he was reminiscing and mourning.

The weather was cold, it was still June, and it seemed to be snowing.

This road, Luo Yi has been walking for a long time, and it seems that he is going to keep walking.

The sun hung limply on the surface, on the canopy of the trees.

One piece, as far as the eye can see, is an orange-yellow red.

The roadside is full of decaying courtyard walls, and the yellow sand is buried - this is the town.

This kind of scene often brings a deeper loneliness in people's hearts.

But since Luo Yi walked alone from beginning to end, then loneliness didn't matter to him.

The shadow twisted strangely in the thermals, following Luo Yi Di in every step of the way, right to the here and now.

Luo Yi raised his head against the scorching sun, squinted and jumped into the distance, the long road in the distance was still not visible, and the thick feeling of cement under his feet made people feel a kind of irritable despair in their hearts. Shrugged helplessly, Luo Yi glanced back, behind him, I don't know when it was already a piece of yellow sand.

Loy's heels were covered with a stretch of sand, but he was treading on a long concrete road.

If it weren't for the fact that the town ahead of him had gradually become clear from being invisible, until now, standing so truly in front of him, Luo Yi would have thought that he had been at the beginning of the road and had never left.

When does it start? When will it end? It doesn't matter anymore.

It was only in a trance that he was already walking on this path.

All he knew was that his name was Loy, and that he was carrying a backpack with nothing, and a jug that only had half of the water left but could never finish it, and walked tirelessly on—and forever and ever.

Time seems to have expired, sometimes several dark nights are not seen in succession, sometimes the day is eternal and the night is never seen, and the confused nerves spread to the sky.

So, Loy forgot how long he had been gone.

A few days ago, he was a seven or eight-year-old child, but it didn't take long for him to become a seventeen-year-old boy himself.

clothes, but always fit.

As for what's ahead?

No one knows.

Just keep going, right?

But

Looking at the brick houses mottled on both sides under the scorching sun, Luo Yi was in a trance again, and the inexplicable familiarity always slowly swallowed him up like a whirlpool.

In the depths of memory, something seems to be pouring out, and the fog is also surging.

What is it? What is it? How is it so familiar?

There was a slight swelling in his brain, as if he was about to wake up, and Luo Yi only felt that his temples seemed to come to life in an instant, and the moment the word "familiar" flashed out of his heart, the blood vessels trembled like thunder.

Hodd, like a wave of gold, exploded in his mind, and the dazzling Venus squeezed in from all directions in Hodd, blurring Luo Yi's vision in an instant, and his eardrums were also shaken to a burst of numbness, accompanied by a pinprick buzzing sound, sharply surrounding all around.

It pounded at Loy's fragile nerves in waves, imprisoned for so long that even Roy could feel the fierce longing in its heart from the intensity of its impact. One blow, one blow, another blow!!

Luo Yi only felt as if a sledgehammer was smashing down on his head again and again, the swelling pain came from the inside out, the scene in front of him began to be illusory, and the boundless points of light exploded and then contracted, falling together, with the sharp stabbing sound in Luo Yi's ears.

Luo Yi's face was already red, and green tendons twisted and burst out from his temples, filling his eyes with fine bloodshots.

His knees slammed on the ground, his fingers clasped to the ground, and Luo Yi trembled in pain, sweat like rain dripping from the tips of his nose and the tips of his hair, wetting the road in front of him, but almost instantaneously he was dried by the extreme heat.

What the is going on?! The cruel torture made Luo Yi involuntarily roar loudly in his heart, and just when Luo Yi was about to collapse, another powerful attack suddenly came to his mind, but it was like a big hand, and everything was stuffed back fiercely.

This...... ......

His body was still trembling, Luo Yi's brow had not yet calmed, and the discomfort in his mind had not yet eased him.

After a few minutes, the creeping back finally staggered up from the ground with difficulty.

Luo Yi, whose legs were floating, was still a little unstable.

His lips were so white that he rubbed his eyebrows with his fingers trembling, this habitual action was natural, and even Luo Yi himself didn't know when it started.

It was like a kaleidoscope in front of me, and it was full of colors. There are vague shadows flickering by, vaguely, as if it is sky blue, and the tip of the nose overflows with a faint lilac.

It's familiar, it's not like an illusion......

The confused eyes gradually dispersed, and Luo Yi continued to move forward mechanically, and the whole person seemed to merge into the vast world.

The yellow sand is rolling, and he walks alone.

One person constitutes the most vigorous calligraphy on the paper.

April 8, 2019.

The most prosperous hotel in Yanning City is none other than the Ramadan Building, which is famous for its antique atmosphere among diners.

Feed on the moon. The mood of the owner of the building is also elegant.

There is no overly splendid decoration, a carved sandalwood wall gives people a unique charm, under the beaded curtain of flowers, from time to time there are beautiful waiters wearing cheongsams walking by, vaguely, it really seems to follow back to the ancient times of poetry and books.

Then go to the private rooms in the Ramadan Building, but this is like a small guest room, which has all kinds of living utensils, ink and paper products, but all of them are ancient.

In addition to the ordinary private room, in the middle of each elegant private room, there will be a hollow copper beast small furnace, or for gluttony, or for the sting, as well as ancient beasts such as dragons and phoenixes and unicorns, burning with fragrant incense inside, and warming people's hearts.

The difference between these beast furnaces also represents the difference in the level of the room. For example, those rooms with dragons as symbols are not something you can enter if you have money, and the most important thing here is identity.

How many people have admired the ingenuity of the owner of this hotel, which so cleverly evokes the most primitive vanity in people's hearts, so that the top private rooms in Ramadan can always be kept in a full state. In fact, this is not surprising, think about this world, there is no shortage of people who think they have an identity.

Zhao Yunhao is a person who thinks he has a very high status.

Speaking of which, Zhao Yunhao's own status is actually not too high, he has worked hard in the municipal government for more than ten years, and he is only the position of an office director. But his wife has a great background, even in Beijing, she is also a person who can speak. In this way, in this small city, there are really few people who dare to provoke him, so it can be regarded as a husband and wife.

And today, with his wife's face and his own soft grinding and hard bubble strategy, he actually booked the Pixiu Hall in the Ramadan Building, which couldn't help but make Zhao Yunhao overjoyed, you know, the last time the mayor invited his descendants, it was just a table in the Golden Lion Hall, and that made people don't know what it looked like, but now he actually booked a Pixiu room that is even more advanced than the Golden Lion Room, doesn't this mean that his face is bigger than the mayor?

Thinking of this, Director Zhao couldn't help but feel a little fluttery. The calls came out one after another, and after a while, as long as they had some friendship with Zhao Yunhao, they all knew that Director Zhao was going to entertain guests in the Pixiu Hall of Ramadan Building at noon, and as for the money, Director Zhao was not worried. Although the high price of food in Ramadan Building is scary, the official, who has no more or less gray income in his hand, can afford a meal.

Those government officials, who were originally eating in the office and waiting for death, heard that there was food to eat, and it was still in the Pixiu room of Ramadan Building, and in less than five minutes, they all rushed over, of course, they had to flatter Zhao Yunhao a few words, and praised Director Zhao so much that he smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he didn't even dare to say it, but in his heart, he was very useful.

People gradually arrived, ordered the table, and after three rounds of wine, everyone gradually became acquainted, and some meat jokes aroused a burst of laughter among the people, and the audience began to be happy. It's normal to go crazy with alcohol.

Zhao ...... Director Zhao," Lin Qiuse's face was glowing with oily red, his eyes were squinted, his tongue was knotted, he had drunk a lot of wine today, and his brain began to dizzy. "I ...... I, Lao Lin, have never admired anyone in my life, but ...... But you, count ...... Count it as a ......"

Lin Qiuse's position is similar to Zhao Yunhao, but it's a pity that he doesn't have a powerful wife, and now he wears a pair of glasses, with a loyal and honest look, and he really doesn't look like a treacherous person. But no one knows what is going on under his thin little body.

Zhao Yunhao was very happy when he heard this, and poured a few large glasses of wine for Lin Qiuse, and the guests and hosts were happy for a while.

As the saying goes, full of warmth and lust. As soon as there was a lot of wine, Zhao Yunhao was involuntarily a little stupid in his heart, plus the waiters in this Ramadan Building, all of them were carefully selected, and those who could enter the Pixiu Hall were even better, Director Zhao couldn't help it.

Even if it's just a pleasure.

After searching for a long time, Director Zhao finally found a little girl who looked young and astringent, not to mention anything else, just from her shy expression and the twisted walking posture when wearing a cheongsam, you can see her shy personality, and shyness is just a bully.

What's more, this shy girl's appearance is also first-class, and Director Zhao can't help but admire his vision.

Secretly smiling, the head of the spirit worm, Director Zhao, who no longer knew where he was, immediately took action, and when the little girl came to serve the food, the claws of An Lushan, which had already been prepared, were buckled to the plump and straight buttocks wrapped in silk in time.

According to Director Zhao's speculation, just touch it, presumably with the girl's temperament, she is embarrassed to say anything.

Broken eggs often happen at unexpected moments. Director Zhao's good luck ends here.

The following story tells us that the words "I think" and "I think" are really not to be said.

Director Zhao was still intoxicated by the soft touch, which also caused him to miss the extremely wonderful look on the waiter's face, okay, wonderful~

It all started with a heroic over-the-shoulder fall, in the eyes of everyone who was extremely stunned, the cheongsam woman was stunned at first, and then reflexively Huo De opened the horse's steps, exhaled and opened the sound, accompanied by a full of coquettishness, Director Zhao's body weighing 200 pounds crossed an extremely graceful arc above everyone's heads, and then, only to hear the crackling sound of dishes breaking......

In the splash of soup, everyone avoided in panic, and saw that the two hundred catties of meat smashed the table and slammed it to the ground.

All this happened too fast, and everyone saw that Director Zhao had become a pile of mud under the table, and for a while, no one in the audience spoke.

Director Zhao was hit by this, but he was also much sober. Although there is a lot of resentment in my heart, what can I do? Let's not talk about today's fault with himself, even if the waiter beat himself up for no reason, he didn't dare to say anything, plus it was not a glorious thing to be dropped by a little girl because he took advantage of him, and the bones in his whole body seemed to be broken, so Director Zhao simply didn't get up, pretended to be dead on the ground, and hummed angrily.

Director Zhao, he decided to endure it, but some people couldn't stand it. Lin Qiuse, who was sitting on the side and patting his mouth until his mouth was dry, saw this situation, and thought that a good opportunity to show his merit had come. So with the strength of alcohol, Director Lin patted the already broken table, and immediately stood up, looking at his flushed face, it was really scary.

"Who the fuck are you bosses! Call him! How do you do as a waiter, huh?! I, Lin Qiuse, have lived for so long, and I haven't seen you like this, today you either give me a explanation, or leave someone for me! ”

Everyone was shocked by Lin Qiuse's appearance, but they didn't know what Director Lin was going to say, but now when they heard him speak, they didn't feel admiration and pity for him - slapping the table in Ramadan Lou really requires a skill and courage......

The little girl who fell was also a little panicked, you know, today is her first day of work, she doesn't have a comprehensive understanding of the energy of Ramadan Tower, and the first day caused such a big trouble, she can't help but panic...... The family was not rich in the first place, so she came out to earn money, but who knew that such a thing happened, but, however, it was not her fault that the person treated her like that...... People and people are just legitimate defenses......

Although this little girl's skills are good, her temperament is extremely weak, she was still at a loss, and she was frightened by Director Lin, the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and for a while, the little face immediately turned red, and the two watery eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and she was almost about to cry.

The tension was tense, the room was unexpectedly quiet, Director Zhao secretly complained because Director Lin's words offended Ramadan Tower, but Director Lin was indispensable for being complacent, and everyone had their own thoughts.

"Hey, this guest is so imposing, but I don't know what to call it?"

At this moment, with a sneer, a figure suddenly pushed open the door and slowly walked in step by step.