3. Regenerate the world

The decision to assassinate Zhuo Langsheng, the crown prince of the Zongheng Consortium, was not out of a hasty impulse, Ye Feng had thought about it many times before, and from the beginning, he just planned to teach Zhuo Langsheng a lesson with his fists, thinking that Xiao He'er was venting evil anger. Of course, at that time, Night Wind's imagination was still stuck in his own great blood, gambling on his life and future, just for a look that Yiren might not be moved.

Later, the situation took a turn for the worse, and the bloody nature had already been diluted by the subsequent development of events, due to the change in Xiaohe'er's attitude, the thoughts of self-harm, self-pity, and self-abandonment appeared from time to time, and the night breeze at this time gradually sprouted murderous intentions.

In reality, Yefeng is an employee of the logistics company under the Zongheng Consortium, although he is only 26 years old, he joined the company at the age of 18, and now he is a master who handles orders and customer maintenance. He is quiet by nature, ordinary-looking, and down-to-earth and reliable, but he has won the trust and appreciation of several older supervisors.

Similar to all middle-income office workers, the Zongheng consortium operates a huge and complex business, and the employees of hundreds of subordinate enterprises do not know the prince surnamed Zhuo, and even if Zhuo Langsheng is an immortal, it is impossible to know all the more than 10,000 employees under it.

What's more, the face of the demon road has been carefully repaired, even if the friends who are familiar with each other on weekdays, they don't know anyone without an appointment in the game.

At six o'clock in the afternoon of August 25th, after getting off work, Night Wind did not enter the magic road to take care of the game characters as usual, and went straight to the little crane's house to visit, and was warmly received by his parents as usual.

After the parents left, only the night breeze and the little crane were left in the room, the little crane didn't like to take care of him, the night breeze has a quiet personality, has always been extremely bad at talking, and I don't know how to comfort and explain, for a while I said to peel a fruit, and asked her if she was thirsty, if she wanted to eat and drink something, in short, there was nothing to say, the vocabulary was empty, the sentences were fragmented, and it seemed clumsy, and it was completely not capable and calm in the daily work.

Of course, the little crane put the disgust on her face, and the night wind was even more anxious, but there was no way to reverse the situation, so she had to sit quietly, simply shut her mouth, and didn't speak.

"I know what you're thinking, don't you just want to move me? If you want to sleep, I'll just say okay? Are you a man? ”

"There are so many men who have slept with me, do you think it's just a genius? Don't think too simply, okay! ”

"The whole world ignores me, they all think that I am self-inflicted, just ignore me! You're the best! Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are mine? ”

"You think you are a humble gentleman, I am a cousin of a good man! I died for him, but he never took me to heart, how much better do you think you are than him? I'll ...... you I'll tell you! In my eyes, men are all birds! ”

"I just asked if you want to sleep with me? Do you want to?! Do you have a kind of acknowledgment? Do you dare to admit it? ”

"I don't admit it, not because I don't dare." Night Wind's voice was hoarse and sad, "I swear to God!" Believe it or not, I don't have that idea. ”

"Forget it! Don't pretend to be innocent with me and pretend to be pitiful! Xiao He'er said disdainfully: "I've tried to die, do you think I haven't seen the world?" Pretend with me! ”

"I'll follow ...... I'm going to talk to him about it. The night breeze lowered its head and snorted, not knowing what to do.

"Talk about Ni than talk about it!" Xiao He'er suddenly flared, and her voice became a little sharper, "How many times have you talked to him, is there a fart?" What are you? He'll ignore you, hell! ”

Night Wind felt a little heat in his temples, and his eyelids fluttered, but he still hung his head persistently and did not say a word.

"I'm telling you, if you're a real man, come with me now, and then fuck me off! Never let me see you! The little crane shouted, "Don't think I owe you! ”

"I don't!"

"So what do you want? Do you dare to kill the Son of Heaven? Don't mention it in the Demon Dao, you don't have the ability to do it......"

When she left Little Crane's house and walked out, her parents also stepped forward to say hello and warmly invited him to visit next time, Night Wind also turned a deaf ear, and the long-buried thought in his mind suddenly appeared very eye-catching: kill him! Kill him! I want him dead!

Night Breeze walked down the street as if wandering, stopping in front of a free call book six blocks away, and he walked up the steps of the call book and dialed out the number that was imprinted in the depths of his soul.

It was still the beginning of August, and the first phase of the Demon Dao Martial Arts Conference had just begun, and at that time, Night Wind was still in the player's gang to slay dragons, and the Dragon Slayer Guild was probably just a concept. He also doesn't remember what happened, but he happened to meet a player who claimed to be very wild, and could get his hands on controlled knives, psychedelic drugs, and guns and ammunition, and after the two talked casually, this person seemed to be interested in Night Wind and gave him a mobile phone number.

This player hadn't been on the Demon Path for a long time, and Nightwind had never dialed this number, and he didn't think he had reached this point. But today, he feels that his life has finally turned to another node.

The phone rang sixteen times, and no one answered. The night wind was unwilling, and after hanging up, he called again, but no one answered. Ye Feng made up his mind that he must do this tonight, so he found a remote commissary, bought a slender watermelon knife and wrapped it tightly in a black paper bag, and inserted it tightly into the elastic band of the sweatpants on the back waist, and then stopped a taxi, and only remembered after getting in the car did he remember that he didn't know Zhuo Langsheng's exact residence, so he casually asked the driver a few words.

It's a pity that the driver concluded that the prince of the Zhuo family lives in the suburbs of the city, and there are six city gates in F City, which direction is the suburbs, and the talkative driver is not sure, but he promised to help him inquire, and call up the old car screenshot LCD screen to inquire online. Night Wind suddenly became vigilant, and hurriedly excused himself, thanked him and got out of the car.

got into the second taxi, the driver was younger and more talkative, his tone was very smooth and full of ruffians, claiming that there was no place in F City that he didn't know, and the anecdotal gossip was also catchy, and the prince of the Zhuo family had recently been infatuated with a female singer, and often spent the night in a private club in the northwest suburbs, and the night breeze was a little reassuring. However, when the car went out of the city, at a corner of the street, the driver made a wrong turn, and only realized two minutes later, taking a shortcut to cross back from a floating bridge, and the night wind was vaguely uneasy.

At the place where the bridge was crossed, a maglev subway rushed by, suddenly stopped, and the narrow body blocked the road of the taxi 100 meters away. The night breeze is silent, expressionless, and his heart is still filled with unwavering faith. More than once, the young driver turned on the timer, grumbling and spewing dirty words at will. Night Breeze sat in the back seat and said nothing.

(End of chapter)