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An elongated BMW 7 Series slowly drove out of the Shi family's compound and disappeared into the misty heavy rain.

Rouge sat by the window, looking out of the window in the fog, and there was a woman in the car, Shi Wanjing.

Rouge's hand is holding a small box of fat powder, which is very delicate and quaint.

Rouge is wearing a pale pink cheongsam, very charming, with her full aura, it is like jumping out of the glass world** is amazing, although it is small, but it has all five rhymes, Shi Wanjing couldn't help but marvel when she saw Rouge just put on this pale pink cheongsam, this child is so beautiful, if ten years pass, a flower will bloom completely, what kind of disaster will it be?

"Sister, help apply rouge." Rouge turned his head and handed out the fat powder box in his hand towards Shi Wanjing.

"Didn't you always call Auntie before?" Shi Wanjing took the fat powder box in Rouge's hand with great interest, in fact, the pale pink cheongsam was asked for by her when she first received Rouge, for Shi Wanjing, it was not a difficult thing to get such a dress that met Rouge's requirements, but the fat powder box made her very interested, she clearly remembered that Rouge didn't bring anything when she came, but the fat powder box didn't know when it appeared in her hand, where it came from, how it was used for, and Rouge didn't say, The mystery of this little child is no less than her aura.

"Because you're young and beautiful. That's why it's called sister. Rouge showed a smile at Shi Wanjing, gentle and soft.

Shi Wanjing suddenly thought of a sentence, although the proud son is small, he already has the posture of dominating the world.

Shi Wanjing opened the fat powder box, and it was light to start, and inside was a box of big red rouge, big red robe, red as human blood.

Outside Villa No. 7 in Jingshan, blood has flowed into a river.

Blood and rain were mixed together, and there was dirt, everything became filthy, and countless fresh blood flowed down from the fallen human body, washed by the heavy rain, and after being washed by the heavy rain, rivers of blood meandered under them, and countless rivers of blood spread along the terrain and then gathered into a bundle and flowed down the mountain. That's it

The sky was gray, but the ground was blood-red.

Zhao Huchen is half covered in rain and half in blood, and he doesn't know if it's his own or A Taiyi's, all in all, a piece of clothing has been completely scrapped, his upper body is naked, standing under the rain, and the A Taiyi on the opposite side has completely lost his previous master demeanor, an extremely long blood groove on his chest can't even wash away the blood stains in the heavy rain, Yin Hong Yin Hong constantly has blood coming out of it, and then quickly washed away by the heavy rain, his entire chest and abdomen are black and red with some blood stains for a year, that is his own blood, and some of Zhao Huchen's body, the whole blood groove is hideous and terrifying.

It was Zhao Huchen who exchanged it for a deep wound on his arm.

In the final analysis, Zhao Huchen earned.

Zhao Huchen, who is naked, is very impactful, whether it is visually or otherwise, he is not sturdy or burly, and even a little thin, but he is definitely not skinny, his back is crisscrossed and covered with scars, no matter how strong a person is, he can't help but shudder when he sees his body, what kind of ordeal does this person have to go through to survive so many wounds.

Both of them gasped heavily, breathing in the cold air mixed with wet air and squeezing into their throats, making it impossible to tell whether it was air or rain that was sucked into the throat, the mouth and nose were full of disgusting bloody smells, each other's eyes were gone, there was no rain, no sky, no earth, only each other was left, and there was only one thought, let him fall down and stand by himself.

"Keep going and you'll die." A Taiyi's voice was hoarse, and there was only one wound on his body, although it was serious, serious enough to affect his activities, but Zhao Huchen's body had seven or eight wounds, large and small, although small, but it would slowly take away Zhao Huchen's vitality, once the blood ran out, even the gods could not save him.

"You're going to die before then." Zhao Huchen smiled very cleanly and calmly, looking at A Taiyi, who was only supporting, his heart was trembling.

A Taiyi snorted angrily, and his body rose from the ground.

Zhao Huchen didn't move at all, his pupils staring at Jia Taiyi's body running up. That's it

In the rain, this scene is so tragic.

The extremely crisp symphony of "Qiang" can even clearly see the sparks shining out of the rain curtain in the humid air, as bright and eye-catching as a meteor against the gray background.

This time, it was Zhao Huchen who was standing, and it was A Taiyi who flew out upside down and slammed on the ground and splashed a piece of muddy water.

Zhao Huchen's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and the blood-red thread slid down the palm of his hand to the knife, as if the knife was crying, and finally, with a bang, the knife shattered into iron slag.

The rain curtain seemed to come with a sigh.

In the muddy water, A Taiyi stood up and roared angrily at the sky, like a wind demon.

Mohe didn't know when he was standing behind Zhao Huchen, quiet as a virgin, staring at A Taiyi.

Behind Mohe, there were six corpses lying on the ground, Zhang Rongkun and the shemale were leaning against the side of the car, and they could still move.

The door to the villa opened with a bang.

More than half a year a year, a hundred gray heads and a man with a solid body like a piece of cement came out, and the momentum was amazing.

This is Cai Yonglin's last hole card.

Leaning against the car door, the shemale saw the man, and his eyes were full of horror.

It's like a mountain jump that has been choked by the throat.

"Zhao Huchen, are you really going to sit back and wait for Cai Yonglin to die? Lao Tzu just gave up and lost this life to leave you, let Yang Ting see, Lao Tzu is by no means easy to mess with, hahahaha" On the second floor of the villa, Cai Yonglin shouted like he had lost his mind and gone crazy.

"You go first." Mohe said calmly, looking at the man who came out of the villa, his eyes were almost boiling.

But both of them know that a Tai B has made them tricky, plus a mysterious man who is only strong but not weak, they are probably more than lucky.

"Die, you have to pull down the back." Zhao Huchen chuckled, opened his mouth, and as soon as he spoke, the blood beads on his mouth and nose fell like pearls with broken threads, and his shape was terrifying.

Mohe no longer insisted, his eyes lowered, and then he raised it violently, shaking off a splash of water, and he had already embraced the heart of death.

"The passbook I gave my sister was enough for her to live comfortably in any city for the rest of her life. I'm satisfied, you. Mohe asked softly.

"Me?" Zhao Huchen's grandfather's face suddenly appeared in his mind, Master's, Master's, Yang Caiwei's, Han calligraphy and painting, too many people, and finally said softly, "I owe too much, I can't pay it back." ”

"Housheng, what's your name?" With a short figure, the man stood in front of Zhao Huchen with a deep voice.

"Zhao Huchen, Piff, what is your surname?"

"He is not a senior brother, and he can't carve a rotten wood. The surname is Qiu, Qiu decayed wood. You go now, I won't stop you. The man said calmly.

"I haven't eaten meat or drunk wine for 20 years, and at the end of the hearty drunkenness is worthy of 7,000 days and moons, horses, knives," Zhao Huchen laughed.

"A good horseman, a good hearty, a good knife" The man's momentum is like a dragon out of the sea, and the steaming momentum goes straight to the sun and the moon.

At the same time, under the open space, a delicate small paper umbrella spit out of the ground little by little, like a white lotus blooming little by little towards the sun, slowly blooming, blooming, to the time of extreme splendor, it is the supreme glory period with the sun and the moon.

The paper umbrella in Jiangnan is always extremely beautiful, there is a child under the umbrella, wearing a pale pink cheongsam, very small, too small to be suitable for such an occasion, she is still a child.

The child's face was lightly powdered, and his lips were scarlet, like a red robe, like human blood, which was the bright red of rouge.

A pair of cloth shoes embroidered with white lotus under your feet, lightly stepping on the muddy water but not contaminated with any dirt, one step a lotus, one lotus a world.

What a peerless thing it is.

This scene, everyone present, in this life, is unforgettable.

Present, there are a few people who have a good death, before they die, there is still such a scene in front of them, the heavy rain is pouring, the heaven and the earth are about to fall, a paper umbrella with the only beautiful color in this world slowly spit out the horizon, and then a child, wearing a pale pink cheongsam, red rouge, and a pair of white lotus cloth shoes under her feet The child walked, she seemed to be the only bright color in the world based on gray, which made people moved, heartbroken, ashamed, and finally prostrate.

The child walked up to Zhao Huchen step by step, stood still, smiled slightly, and felt distressed, "Uncle, Rouge is here." ”

"You weren't supposed to be here." Zhao Huchen squatted down, rouge holding a paper umbrella, for her, for her uncle, to open up an isolated world.

Zhao Huchen was too embarrassed, he didn't dare to touch Rouge's head as usual, nor did he dare to touch her face, for fear of shattering this heart-shaking perfection, the corners of his mouth were rouge, bewitching like Shuradao, but Rouge was a child from the pure world, like a Buddha holding a knife.

"The rouge that the master gave me, he said, within seven days, if you wipe the rouge, it will be Shura's entry into the world, if you throw the rouge, you will cut off the dust and become an immortal." Rouge smiled at Zhao Huchen, with tears in his eyes, grievances, distress, and resentment, but he had no regrets.

Without waiting for Zhao Huchen to react, Rouge turned around, looked at the man who was as imposing as a dragon, and said softly, "Qiu Yumu, you still remember the Chen family." ”

"Chen Taiji", a man whose momentum was as shocking as a dragon, changed his face greatly.

Rouge nodded, her reaction, conversation, and temperament at this time were not at all like her on weekdays, was it really the effect of rouge? This is a dreamlike scene, how to accept it.

"Since I admit it, I will collect your corpse today, and the rest will be settled in the debt, and I will calculate it slowly in the future."

Rouge turned around lightly again, completely ignoring the man whose complexion had changed drastically, leaving a back, the paper umbrella was still in his hand, stretched out his hand, gently stroked Zhao Huchen's face, stained a drop of blood, and wiped it on the corner of his mouth, the rouge was redder, the red robe was redder, and the demon knife was even more demonic.

"Uncle, Rouge doesn't regret it."