As soon as Lin Ze's words fell, his hanging arm was raised, and his five fingers were clenched into fists, smashing straight into the blood ghost's heart.

The punch drained all the strength around him, mixed with the sound of whistling wind, and hit the blood ghost without reservation.

Click.

The sound of the sternum shattering suddenly sounded, and the bloodghost's face, which had been so cold and stiff by the punch, also distorted.

It hurts. It really hurts.

The bloodghost felt the pain as if in a dream, a heart-rending pain. He knew that his sternum was torn apart by Lin Ze's punch and stabbed into the heart. I'm afraid I won't be able to live.

However, he did not feel a trace of panic. Instead, a strange smile spread across his face. It is said to be weird because of his smile, but the corners of his mouth are slightly pulled, like the convulsions of ordinary people after being greatly stimulated.

The bloodghost was an orphan, at least he thought so.

When he was eight years old, he couldn't stand the torture of his alcoholic father and stepmother, so he killed two people in a fit of rage, and a fire burned down the house.

The first time he killed someone, he was trying to survive.

When he was nine years old, child labor was strictly prohibited in China, and the bloodghost, who had been working as a dishwasher for a year, lost his source of livelihood. One day, the blood ghost came across a middle-aged man who was holding a stack of money in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. Say to the blood-ghost: Take this knife and kill the woman across the road, and the money will be yours.

The bloodman picked up the knife and killed the woman.

It was the second time he had killed someone, and that year, he was nine years old. And the reason why he killed people was to have money to eat.

The bloodman couldn't remember how many people he had killed, all he remembered was that he killed his own father with his own hands that night twenty years ago. From that day on, his heart died. What is alive is only a shell without a soul.

The strength of the body was quietly leaving, and the blood ghost's strange scarlet eyes revealed a trace of loneliness, and he pulled out the iron knife with a swipe on the ground, and under a stumble, he couldn't stabilize his body and knelt on one knee, plunging the iron knife into the hard floor to support the crumbling body.

Lin Ze didn't continue to attack, he ripped off the corner of his shirt and wrapped his bloody palm. Prevents shock due to massive blood loss.

Looking up slightly, he saw the blood ghost kneeling on the ground, silently lighting a cigarette, slowly sitting next to him, leaning against the wall, bending his knees, staring at the blood ghost and saying, "Do you want to smoke?" ”

"Pump."

Lin Ze took out the cigarette again, stuffed the one in his mouth into the blood ghost's mouth, lit another one for himself, took a deep breath, and soothed the restless blood.

"My name is Lin Ze." Lin Ze looked at the blood ghost and said lightly.

"Blood ghosts." The bloodcred had a cigarette in his mouth, but he didn't smoke, just let the cigarette burn.

"What about your real name?" Lin Ze asked.

"I don't remember twenty years ago." The blood ghost turned around softly and sat next to Lin Ze, leaning against the wall, but a strange red tide appeared on his dark face.

"How many years have you been a killer?" Lin Ze was chatting with a friend he hadn't seen for years, not like a sworn enemy who was still fighting fiercely a while ago.

"Nineteen-" The bloodcreature frowned slightly, stiffening. "Twenty years."

"Twenty years..."Lin Ze sighed lightly, sighed, puffed out a puff of smoke, and said softly. Do you have any wishes? ”

"I'm an orphan." The blood ghost simply spat out a word, his arms falling limply on his laps, and the green smoke of the cigarette curling from the corner of his mouth covered his grim face.

"Me too." Lin Ze chuckled lightly and refilled a cigarette with some heaviness.

"Bury me in the suburbs, in a place full of flowers." The blood ghost seemed to exert all his strength before he spit out such a last word.

"Okay." Lin Ze took a deep puff of his cigarette.

"Okay—good." The blood ghost recited it twice in a row, and then there was no sound.

Lin Ze sat silently on the ground, smoking a cigarette, staring at the blood-stained iron knife.

Blood was dripping from the knife, dripping to the ground. The autumn breeze blew slowly, dropping a few yellowed leaves, falling into a pool of blood, and dyeing them bright red.

After smoking the cigarette, Lin Ze stood up, tore open the cigarette case, took out the last three cigarettes, and instead poked his finger into the floor and dug out three small holes. Light three cigarettes and put them in.

Then, Lin Ze looked at the blood ghost's gradually cold face, he maintained a slightly bent posture on one leg, his arms rested on his knees, his hair covered his closed eyes, the cold wind blew, but it could not wake him up.

"Let's go." Lin Ze muttered softly.

――――

"What? Annihilated!? ”

Jin Yuan heard his subordinate's reply and angrily slapped the case. glaring angrily at the subordinate who reported the news, he pulled his collar and yelled, "Are you sure this is accurate news?" ”

"Yes—yes." The little brother was so frightened that he trembled, but he knew that Jin Yuan was a violent and cruel boss, and if something went wrong, he would punch and kick his subordinates, and it was not strange to be disabled.

"Lian Xue-" Jin Yuan paused, seemingly very jealous of the name, and said cautiously. "He's dead, too?"

"It should be dead." The little brother said worriedly. "When we arrived, we only found the bodies of the nine killers, and as for his, we didn't find it, but judging by the blood at the scene, he should have been killed."

"Impossible!" Jin Yuan roared and roared. "How is that possible!? He is a world-class top killer, there is no one in Huaxin City who he can't kill, impossible, you are talking nonsense! ”

The little brother saw that his boss was howling like a sheep, and he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came in from outside the study, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a straight suit, and he looked very decent and gentle. Of course, that's why you didn't look at his gloomy eyes.

"Boss, no matter what, tonight is the time to collect money. We can't mess with that bodyguard. You know, the money we received this time is the last capital we have to climb up. If it doesn't go well, our plans will all go up in vain. This middle-aged man seems to be Jin Yuan's strategist, and he has pointed out the most important problem at the moment.

"That's right—you can't mess with yourself." Jin Yuan patted his head vigorously, trying to keep himself awake. Sitting back in his chair, he took a hard puff on his cigar, only to find that his arms were shaking. He could not let go of himself, but he could not let go of the death of the bloodghost.

Who are the Blood Ghosts? He wasn't particularly clear. But he knew that the blood ghost was an international killer who could pull himself to the top of the throne. Blood ghosts are said to be the top killers of smash hits in Europe. There are very few people who can compete with him in assassination ability. However, he was most likely killed by that damn bodyguard of the Han family!

Jin Yuan really couldn't accept such bad news, and he felt that he couldn't explain it to his superiors.

"Boss, it's six o'clock now. The payment time is set at eight o'clock, is it time for us to prepare to go to Qinhuai Tower? The middle-aged man asked tentatively.

"You go and arrange the car, remember, the place and time of collecting the money this time must be kept absolutely confidential, if something happens, I will only ask!" Jin Yuan flicked his hand and drove the middle-aged man out.

He sat on the chair in a daze, the expression on his face flickered brightly and darkly, and the smoke from the cigar choked slightly, but Jin Yuan ignored it, just sat on the chair in a daze.

The reason why the priest gave up the mission at the beginning Jin Yuan didn't know, maybe the priest knew that he couldn't kill him, or maybe it was some other reason. But now he knew that the Han family's bodyguard was a super-first-class top master. Otherwise, even the world's top killers like blood ghosts will not be able to hunt down?

Thinking that he had erected such a terrifying opponent, Jin Yuan's heart twitched a little.

"The plan is important, and the rest can be pressed first!" Jin Yuan suddenly got up, his eyes shining with scorching brilliance.

This is a great opportunity for him to take the position, he has almost enough money, as long as the funds are enough, coupled with the support of the leader of the southern district, he has a good chance to become the boss of the northern district in one fell swoop, and share the world equally with the leader of the southern district.

Thinking of this, the pride in Jin Yuan's heart overflowed and filled his chest.

He has been waiting for this day for many years, and since he came out to mingle, he has firmly believed that he will one day be able to sit in the position of the leader. In recent years, he has almost used the posture of unloading the mill and killing the donkey to collect money, just to have enough wealth to ascend to the throne. The leader of the North District - what a tempting position, as long as he can climb up, he can be on an equal footing with Qiao Ba and become one of the two heroes on the road in Huaxin City.

As for the guys who have been offended by themselves recently, won't they lick their toes like pugs?

Jin Yuan grabbed the mobile phone on the desk, dialed the middle-aged man's number, and said lightly: "Inform all the big bastards, bring money to Qinhuai Tower!" ”

――――

Scar was very restless drinking and smoking in the field, he hadn't received the news from Brother Xiaolin yet, it was now seven fifty, if Brother Xiaolin didn't enter the Qinhuai Building smoothly, it would be a big trouble.

You know, Scar promised that brother that he would increase his power by at least five times tonight. In other words, if the two join forces, after successfully capturing those territories and forces tonight, the forces will be comparable to half a dragon head. And their little brother is also sharpening his knife, just waiting for tonight's charge.

According to the rules of Huaxin City, the most straightforward way for a certain bigwig to occupy a piece of business is to plant a flag. Plant the flag in your name, and the forces in the region will carefully consider whether to follow you or rebel against you. If the strength is not enough, they will join you and make a fortune with you. Resistance, then it needs to be suppressed in various ways. The simplest is force.

But generally speaking, this kind of means of planting flags is rarely used by the big bastards in Huaxin City or the big brothers on the road. They survived to cross the line to make money, and the slightest carelessness would trigger a large-scale firefight. The average boss simply doesn't want to bear such a loss.

As for this time, Scar cooperated with Lin Ze, intending to use this way to occupy Jin Yuan's territory. Without him, Jin Yuan and those big bastards have gone to Qinhuai Tower, these territories have no leader, if Brother Xiaolin goes well, Jin Yuan will die tonight. Then, the chances of taking the opportunity to become big and becoming the big brother in this area are quite high.

It's just that, until this moment, Brother Xiaolin still hasn't heard any news, which can't help but make Scar a little flustered. Worried about whether Lin Ze would be able to enter Qinhuai Tower smoothly.

Dudu-

Scar's phone on the wine table vibrated and he grabbed it.

It was a text message from Lin Ze, with only one sentence: "Act in an hour." ”

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