"Wow~Wow~"

The sound of rain beat like an iron rod and a drum frantically against the hot city, and the noisy city air was raging with disgusting evil.

Under the rain, colorful umbrellas render the monotonous gray road, and the street is full of people.

Groups of people who are glamorous on the surface, but in fact are steamed by invisible pressure to survive in the city.

Tons of filth, gradually outlawing the remnants of humanity.

"Ah!!h

In the rainy night, a desperate scream pierced the surrounding darkness.

Then, a smashed BMW whistled like a sharp anti-theft alarm, and the broken roof of the car had been shattered, leaving only the unspeakable unwillingness on his face; The eyes that slowly faded away, helplessly staring directly at the crowd who were screaming and fleeing from the frenzied screams of sudden fright, but only a lifeless hollow remained.

The roof of an entertainment venue.

Several strong men with black dragons tattooed on their bodies surrounded three men who were tied behind their backs and kneeling in the rain.

Not far from the top of the building, four strong men in black suits each held a black umbrella.

But instead of putting it on their heads, they used four umbrellas to cover an old man in a wheelchair who was already in his last years, completely ignoring the fact that he was already soaked in the pouring rain.

On the side stood a man with glasses in a decent suit, with a smug expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth turned up proudly, as if he had ruled out some serious troubles.

The old man in the wheelchair was slowly smoking the old-fashioned soft box, indifferently looking at his proud henchman not far away, and leisurely asking the three people who were tied up and kneeling in the rain.

"Solve it quickly, so as not to have too many dreams at night, and if you can't ask, throw it all down for me."

The old man exhaled a puff of cigarette and said in a thick and vicissitudes of voice to a handsome man holding a long knife not far away.

Next to the three kneeling people surrounded by everyone, a handsome man with an extremely cold expression replied in a voice as low as a lion's roar.

"Yes!"

"Ah!!h

"Bang!"

Another high-end car joined the symphony of sirens tonight, the pouring rain silently washed away, and the poor people who were shattered gradually faded their vitality, and roughly wiped off the bright red on the red ground.

The originally glitzy street downstairs was left with a panicked and frightened crowd of people in chaos, screaming and running, desperately trying to get away, and the two unrecognizable corpses on the tattered roof of the car.

"Bell!"

One of the long-faced young men kneeling was startled by the long knife that suddenly stuck straight into the ground in front of him, and the rain continued to flow down his bruised face into his gasping mouth because of fear, making him feel even more difficult to breathe.

"Uh......"

A hand with a leather leaky glove lifted his head with his chin in place, and a handsome face washed by the rain appeared in front of him.

"No, don't kill me...... ......"

Hearing the sound of pleading from the mouth in his hand, the handsome man grasped the long knife in his right hand, and gently lifted the handle of the knife with his thumb, revealing the suffocating sharp blade hidden deep in the scabbard.

"Where is Nan Yuhuan?" The handsome man's tone was very calm, but his magnetic voice was chilling.

"I ......, I ......," the long-faced young man stumbled, struggling with pain inside.

Except for looking at the treasure knife in his hand lovingly, the man's handsome face did not have a trace of other expression, but the still faint tone added a coldness: "Where is Nan Yuhuan!" ”

The killing intent full of bloody smell makes people shudder.

"Please, I really don't know!! Please spare me! ”

The man who was already hovering on the verge of death desperately pleaded with the man in front of him who was approaching like death, and he almost exhausted his life's pleading, just for this cold figure to be able to move in the slightest.

Asked the same question for the second time, he clearly felt that the handsome man in front of him had run out of patience, and the hidden murderous aura made his original will to resist begin to collapse a little.

Another bearded man kneeling next to him saw his cowardice for a moment, turned his head and shouted frantically to him: "You can't betray Brother Huan!" Otherwise, how can you be worthy of .........?"

"Shhh

Before he could finish his sentence, his roar was interrupted by a flashing of blade light, and the bearded man's hideous expression was frozen on the head that had fallen to the ground.

The corpses kneeling there, blood splashed everywhere like a blowout, and the frightened young man with a pale face was instantly dyed half blood red.

"Are you going to listen for the third time?"

The long blood-soaked knife slowly slipped back into its scabbard, and the handsome man turned his head to look at the young man who was trembling madly.

This person who was close to collapse felt the violent killing intent dormant dormant in the body of the person in front of him, and a trembling feeling that had never been tasted in his life swept all his consciousness wildly, and there was still a trace of luck belief in resistance, which fell apart in an instant.

"I ......"

Once again, the young man was speechless, his heart going back and forth between life and another important person.

"Three!" The handsome man's face suddenly darkened, and the countdown to the young man's life came out of his mouth.

"I really don't know! Please! ”

"Two"

The tortured counting made the young man miserable, but the handsome man's time was like a pendulum, slamming into the young man's heart one after another.

"One"

"Rub!"

The treasure knife in the handsome man's hand was ejected an inch again, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard sounded so terrifying.

"Whew!"

"Who!"

Between the lightning and flint, the knife that should have cut off the young man's head turned in the other direction in a blink of an eye, and the sharp silver knife came out of the handsome man's hand, turning into a silver line and heading straight for the old man smoking under the umbrella not far away.

"Bell!"

A crisp metal crash dissipated in the dark rainy night.

The blade of the knife was obliquely inserted into the concrete floor behind the old man, and the four black-clothed bodyguards beside him had just reacted to what was happening, and hurriedly blocked the old man's surroundings, holding the cuff pistol in his hand and closely surveying the surrounding environment, forming four tight human walls.

And the man in the suit and glasses who had just returned to the fox and pretended to be a tiger was so frightened that he knelt behind a bodyguard like a cat and a mouse, grabbed the bodyguard's wet trouser leg tightly with both hands, and looked around in a panic.

More than a dozen tattooed strong men not far away also lowered their bodies, and at the same time kept reminding each other to "protect the ninth master", and in an instant, everyone present quickly took out their pistols on their waists and looked around for the attacker just now.

The man known as the Ninth Master turned his head to look at an iron arrow on the ground that had been discounted by a flying long knife, and his originally extremely indifferent expression suddenly became hideous, he threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground violently, and said viciously with a grin: "I have won the scheme!" ”

The handsome man who was watching in the direction of the Ninth Master in the distance, hearing the Ninth Master say this, also seemed to be thinking about something, but only for a moment, he suddenly realized something important, and suddenly turned his head to look at his feet.

The young man who had almost become a ghost of his own knife just now had disappeared for some time, and the handsome man looked around, but he could not find any trace of the young man escaping, and a fierce knot condensed in his eyebrows.

"Ninth Master, let me calculate, these people are all cannon fodder." The handsome man turned his head to the Ninth Master and said.

Hearing the handsome man say this, the Ninth Master suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth angrily and said, "Grass! The goods at the mouth of Lao Tzu's South Lane! ”

At the same time, sirens were heard from far and near downstairs, and a long line of police cars flashed their lights and whistled.

"These locals are very arrogant, it looks like I'll have to meet them myself another day! Withdraw to the sixth child first, and then discuss other matters. The Ninth Master's cold tone made everyone shudder.

A group of people quickly packed up some things that should not be left, and then quickly left the roof, under the guidance of the eyed man, quietly turned into an extremely hidden dark passage, bypassing the police who were close at hand, and after a short period of noise, the roof of the building returned to the rainy night.

The sound of the rain still resounded everywhere the rain fell, and the night was still the same, but from the beginning of the panic to the return of everything to the beginning, no one noticed the pair, clasping the edge of the roof, scarred hands...