Time flickered, and three days passed.

Qian Hao has been with Yingying for the past three days, and the latter finally didn't care so much about Qian Hao's disappearance for three days under Qian Hao's soft grinding and hard bubbles.

On this day, Qian Hao received a call from Rumeng that he wanted to go back to work in the Red Pavilion, to put it bluntly, there was a task to come down, so he would go to the meeting first.

Qian Hao drove the BMW with the hood changed to the Red Hall.

"I heard you're on the news?" There was a hint of rejection under Rumeng's flat tone.

After all, as a member of Momiji, it's not a good thing to show your head too much.

Qian Hao didn't answer her words, just leaned against the car door and asked, "What's the task?" ”

"It's not a mission."

"Then you called me here just to get to work?"

"Not really."

"Don't go around the bush?"

"The word from above has come down, let you take the fifteenth. But—" Rumeng said and stopped.

"Going to kill Number Fifteen?" Qian Hao answered it himself.

"Yes. And it's likely that someone else will be mindful of this ranking. ”

"What if I don't sit?" Qian Hao squinted and asked.

"There are some reasons that you can't do. Now that you've spoken, you'll have to sit down, and it's only the fifteenth. It doesn't hurt you either. ”

"When?"

"Tonight. Daibein. ”

"Got it." Qian Hao said and turned around and got into the car again, lit the accelerator, and the BMW let out a roar and galloped away.

"What is the origin of this kid, have you found out?" Not long after Qian Hao left, the twelfth walked out.

"Nope. All the information obtained is likely to be false. Rumeng replied with a sad brow.

"What? Are you scared? Rumeng glanced at No. 12 and said with a smile.

"I'm going to be afraid of him? Fight with all your might, I won't be able to beat him? Twelveth shook his hand disdainfully and turned away.

Rumeng was left alone at the door of the Red Pavilion, always with a slight smile on her face.

At midnight.

Qian Hao drove his BMW with a roar to the large courtyard where major gatherings of red leaves would gather.

At this time, dozens of people gathered in the courtyard, but few of them stood together, all of them were in their own camps, basically wearing masks or hats and sunglasses to hide their true faces, but it is not difficult to see that which of these people has dozens of lives on their hands.

Qian Hao pushed the door and got out of the car, and his eyes swept towards the protagonist tonight.

The costume was still monotonous, wearing a casual outfit, and there was no way to hide his face, and he walked into the crowd.

After sweeping around, I didn't see any familiar people, and Rumeng didn't come. Moreover, this kind of party, there is no host, the content is very monotonous, kill the other party, sit in his position, you are the winner.

Simple and straightforward.

But Qian Hao found that the fifteenth did not appear.

"Where's the fifteenth?" Qian Hao looked around and asked.

"Dead." An old woman walked out with a cloth bag that was still dripping blood, and then directly threw the cloth bag at Qian Hao's feet.

A human head tumbled out, and it was the hairless head of Number Fifteen.

"Sixteen." Someone in the crowd recognized the old woman.

"I killed the fifteenth, and the old woman is the fifteenth now."

"This grandma, I'm sorry, I have to do it on the fifteenth." Qian Hao glanced at No. 15's head and said a little embarrassed.

"Then kill the old woman."

"This..."Qian Hao looked at the old woman, hunchbacked, full of wrinkles, and even no teeth, how could he do such a person. But she can be ranked number sixteen, and Qian Hao knows that the old woman's strength is definitely not ordinary.

"Isn't there anyone else going to do anything to the old woman? The old woman is not welcome. The old woman said and was about to leave.

Seeing this, it seemed as if the party was coming to an end.

Qian Hao's mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Mr. X."

"Kill her. Otherwise, your little beauty...", Mr. X hung up the phone as he said that.

Qian Hao's face changed, and he walked directly behind the old woman: "Don't force me to make a move." ”

The old woman hunched over with a strange smile on her face.

Suddenly, a black scissor stabbed Qian Hao's lower body.

Qian Hao was so frightened that he trembled all over and hurriedly flashed over.

This is the rhythm of breaking the roots.

When the others saw that there was a bustle, they returned to the place where they were going to leave.

The old woman looked like she was in a coffin, but her movements were extremely neat, and while Qian Hao avoided it, her whole body was close to Qian Hao's chest with a little tiptoe, and the black scissors once again 'clicked' towards her throat.

A backhand push, a swing with your feet, and an up-and-down attack. Directly dissolved the old woman's attack.

However, the old woman pulled up a black rope in her hand at some point. And the other end was already on top of Qian Hao's clothes.

Looking at the black rope on his chest, Qian Hao's heart was slightly cold, this rope was obviously rubbed with toxins, it can be seen from the color of the rope and the substance attached to the surface, if it was just worn on the skin, he would probably be hanging here.

As soon as the old woman exerted her strength, Qian Hao was pulled forward by a seemingly impossible force.

'Whew...'

The scalpel passed by, and the black cord was sparked and severed.

Looking at the scalpel edge, the edge has been corroded off a small piece.

Before Qian Hao was surprised, the old woman shook her hands and took a flying needle straight to Qian Hao's façade, and the tail of the flying needle was all tied with the same black rope just now.

The old woman could only control so many needles at one time, which made Qian Hao slightly surprised.

But what should be let has been conceded, and there are still so many people watching, if you don't show some real skills, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future.

In this way, Qian Hao suddenly disappeared in place.

said that it was disappearing, but in fact it was moving too fast, and the old woman didn't see how Qian Hao moved at all.

"I'm sorry, you forced me."

As soon as Qian Hao's words fell, he saw dozens of threads and ropes in the old woman's hands winding together, and then a huge force struck, and she took off her hand directly, staggering forward, and a scalpel was pressed against the old woman's throat.

The old woman's face became even more ugly, waiting for Qian Hao to give her a fatal blow.

"From today onwards, I am the fifteenth, and anyone who is dissatisfied can come to me at any time." Qian Hao coldly dropped a sentence, pulled out the scalpel, and planned to leave.

Who knew that the old woman not only did not thank Qian Hao for not killing her, but instead circled the black scissors under her hand and stabbed Qian Hao in the back.

The old woman showed a weird sneer on her face, and the black scissors were about to pierce Qian Hao, suddenly. There was nothing in front of them, and black scissors stabbed into the air.

Qian Hao stood behind the old woman with a gloomy face, and at this moment he was like a grim reaper, full of murderous aura. A touch of darkness shrouded the old woman, and in an instant, the old woman felt that her eyes were dark, and she fell down.

Qian Hao picked up the old woman's body and threw it in the trunk of the car, and galloped away under the gaze of everyone.