Chapter 18: Butterfly Steps

Wednesday doesn't know how many times he has been hanged, in short, the parts of his body have been cut down countless times, grown out countless times, and then chopped off with a clang.

"How so?" Wednesday also tried to learn the dark routine, but when he faced five people, he couldn't do it like the dark at all, even after using all his skills. On Wednesday, another game was launched, and I frowned and recalled.

"What's wrong?" said Wednesday was a game of dark play.

I did it myself, but I couldn't do it perfectly. Cover, I did it myself, and I did the attack, even more than I did in the dark.

Wednesday looked at the fluttering footsteps and felt a little pain in his head.

Is it the footsteps?Wednesday tried to look at the dark footsteps.

The screen changed, and Wednesday had no rush out against the five people opposite.

It's here, stop! Wednesday stopped at the dark stop.

And then here, Wednesday completely mimics the dark movements.

The formation on the opposite side quickly became chaotic on Wednesday.

It's here, rush!

Wednesday rushed out, and the long knife in his hand was also handed out, completely in a dark rhythm.

A sharp pain came, and Wednesday's palm holding the knife fell to the ground, and the palm of the hand was still holding the long knife.

Damn, I did exactly the same dark routine, why was my hand chopped off?

Wednesday had a tingling pain all over his body, then his eyes went black, the game was over, and he quit the game.

"You can look at his footsteps. An unfamiliar voice appeared in Wednesday's ears.

"Footsteps?" Wednesday muttered, then practiced back and forth in the space.

Here, out of the knife!

Damn, how can you go out of the knife here? Why is it so awkward?

Wednesday's knife did stab out, but his left hand was almost slashed by the knife in his right hand.

A few hours later, Wednesday threw away the long knife in his hand with a thud and screamed.

"Damn, what is this kid smoking? Damn!" Dark, staring at Wednesday in the space, he didn't know how many years he hadn't been scared.

"Haha, this kid is quite interesting. The dragon next to him had a pleasant smile on his face.

"Interesting?"

"Well, how long do you think it will take someone like him to learn your butterfly steps?"

"Haha, that's interesting. Dark, looking at Wednesday, touched his chin and said.

Butterfly step,Secretly enter the game,In order to "educate" Wednesday this unadulterated thing when it was created,Suitable for humans,Unfortunately, it's hard to learn。 As for the time that the dragon said, it will be a few years at least, and at most it will not be learned in a lifetime.

"It's over. Dark, watching Wednesday imitate his own footsteps again, and then did not stop where he should have stopped, but rushed forward a little. And it was this that sent Wednesday within the range of the attack of the two people opposite.

"It's not over. The dragon next to him was still staring intently at Wednesday, such an interesting thing, both of them had forgotten how much time they hadn't experienced it.

Wednesday's body, which should have been rushing to the left, suddenly retreated to the right rear, and then rushed to the right without looking back.

"Huh, haha, that's good. Secretly watching Wednesday's movements, he burst out laughing.

"You choose a good one, and teach a good apprentice. The dragon watched Wednesday's movements, his face full of envy.

When you reach the realm of darkness and dragons, it is a real high place that is unbearable and cold, and when you look at it, there is nothing you can see, whether it is a person or a thing. If you look at it, your fingers will become your own with a casual movement. The only thing that can bring them variables may be life, but unfortunately, there are really too few lives that can make them look at them.

"Well, well, it's a pity, I'm about to run out of teaching. There was a regretful expression on his dark face, but the dragon did not see a trace of regret in his eyes, and his eyes were full of pride.

"Wha! Roar, roar, roar, Lao Tzu is the first in the world, and Lao Tzu's magic power is boundless. Wednesday's contrived Lang laughed, and then ended the game in a pose that he thought was handsome. Looking at the five people lying at his feet, Wednesday had long since ignored the few knives he was hacked and the pain in his heart.

On Wednesday, there was no pause and I went straight to the game again.

Six-person ......

Seven ......

Seventy......

Ninety people......

100 people......

I don't know how much time has passed, but Wednesday finally completed the 100-person beheading with a body of injuries and unkempt hair.

The space shifted, and the darkness appeared in the apartment, and the time just entered six o'clock.

I got up, washed up, and soon Wednesday had finished breakfast, and I sat in the office, humming a tuneless tune in my mouth, shaking my head and looking at today's surgical cases.

Boom!

A box of files fell from the sky and slammed it on his desk.

"Your uncle, don't you know that people can be scared to death?" Wednesday didn't look up to find someone at all, and dragged his palm directly through the file.

Heizi, whose real name is unknown, is a native of X Province, and the boss behind the Longmen Bridge in X Province. At the age of 15, he was released after being disciplined in a juvenile detention center for a year, and on the day he became an adult, he teamed up with his brothers, dogs, tongs, and three knives to cut down a barbecue street in X City, X Province, hacking to death and injuring dozens of people, and then absconded with the money, and cooperated with local gangs to carry out drug manufacturing, smuggling, trafficking, and human trafficking after leaving the country. After returning to China a few years later, he became a business elite and rose strongly, and now he has become a well-known entrepreneur in X Province, with many enterprises under his name, and has close contacts with underworld organizations in X Province and surrounding areas. In February last year, due to the bidding for the Longmen Bridge project, a total of 6 people were killed by poisoning, shooting, car accidents and other cruel and inhumane means, and 4 people disappeared for unknown reasons. At the same time, this person is in the political circles of Province X......

Wednesday looked at the file in front of him, his brows furrowed more and more, he always knew that there were bad people in his world, because he would see bad people almost every day, deliberately hurting, killing, embezzling, abducting and trafficking women and children...... I've seen almost all kinds of Wednesdays, but Wednesday still didn't expect that in a world that seems to be singing and dancing, there will be people who are so bad, so bad that no one can move or dare to move.

The file in my hand disappeared, and the sunlight outside gradually shone in, not very bright, as if it was a little cloudy, and it seemed that it was going to snow again.

Wednesday held the ordinary glass in his hand, stood in front of the window, his fingers tapped the glass in his hand, the crisp sound echoed in the office, and the bitter taste of instant coffee in the cup drifted into Wednesday's nerves, a little bitter.

Wednesday's eyes gradually turned cold.