It's messed up.

The entire industry city has been completely messed up.

The shadow of death hangs over everyone.

Clouds gradually blocked out the sun, and the city was gloomy.

Yecheng has never been a peaceful city.

Bizarre murders, bizarre urban legends, and dangerous criminal organizations are all hidden in its bustling traffic and neon flashes.

Today, it is a disaster for ordinary people.

But for others, it's a feast!

Narrow streets are secluded, with the occasional few wild cats passing by.

A few crows flew under the low eaves, adding a bit of danger and weirdness.

The dangerous speech of Solitaire drove the residents out of the house in search of a group of nine.

This street is an extremely poor neighborhood in Yecheng, and the streets are filthy on both sides, but now, neatly dressed residents and ragged homeless people gather together to 'huddle together for warmth'.

But...... There are also sneaky people who hunch over their waists, hidden in the darkness, their eyes sweeping dangerously over everyone.

At this time, a tall man in a black trench coat walked slowly from the depths of the alleyway in a strange but elegant posture.

His figure was very thin, his long hair was scattered on his back, and he leaned forward slightly, his shoulders trembling slightly, as if he was coughing.

The person with ulterior motives hiding in the shadows accidentally caught a glimpse of the man's face, and his face turned pale and he didn't dare to look more.

At this time, behind a roller shutter on the street, nine people gathered together.

A dim orange light illuminated the long black iron table with a drawing on it.

The eyes of all eight fell on the only man seated.

Only the one who was seated, dressed in a decent suit.

"This is an opportunity," the man in the suit looked solemnly at the people around him, "no matter where that person on TV is, it's a great thing for the nine of us." Yecheng is basically paralyzed now, and we have only one goal, go to the bank, take the money, and leave, understand? ”

The men in the suit should respond in unison: "Understood! ”

"Boom—"

Almost at the same time as they answered, the roller shutter door burst open with a loud bang.

The dim sky light was reflected behind the visitors.

A thin, slender man leaning forward slightly raised his right hand and pressed against the roller shutter.

"Ahem...... cough cough cough ......"

A slight cough came from his throat, and his long, slightly curly hair trembled with his cough.

"Who!"

The face of the big man in the suit at the head changed, and he stood up suddenly!

The eight people around immediately took out their pistols and aimed them at the door of the roller shutter.

"Ahem......"

The man let go of his hand holding the roller shutter and walked from the door to the orange light.

At this moment, everyone saw the face of the thin man in front of them.

Good white ...... Not a single trace of blood!

What's even more weird is that his mouth is strangely red, like a ...... Smeared with a layer of blood.

Under the orange light, the man slowly raised his head.

A pair of bloodshot eyes...... Half calm, half crazy!

After catching a glimpse of the nervousness and seriousness of the group, he smiled, licked his already bright red lips, and whispered, "Shoot?" ”

's voice was very clear, but his tone was full of weirdness, coupled with his pale complexion and creepy temperament, it really made this group dare not act rashly.

"Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't dare?"

The man in the suit led by him was not frightened, and immediately loaded the bullet, walked directly to the man, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at his eyebrows.

However, the man turned a blind eye to his threat, and actually grabbed the drawing on the table and glanced at it.

"Robbing a bank?"

He seemed to be asking, but then without waiting for the other party to answer, he chuckled in a low voice: "What a pathetic ambition." ”

"-"

The room full of people was immediately furious, and all the bullets were loaded and pressed against the man.

"Believe it or not, if you pretend to be a ghost again, Lao Tzu will beat you into a sieve today!"

"Really?"

The man raised his eyes and glanced at the man in the suit, as if he felt a little uncomfortable, and pushed forward, but the gun in front of his forehead retreated.

"You ......"

The man in the suit stared, and he just wanted to say something, but suddenly!

I saw a flower in front of him, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist!

The hand holding the gun lost strength in an instant.

However, the sound of the gun hitting the ground did not sound, and when the man in the suit came back to his senses, his gun was pressed against his own forehead.

And the man with the gun turned into the long-haired man opposite.

"Let him go!"

"Bastard ......"

"Put down the gun!"

The men in the suits panicked.

"Who gave you the picture?"

The long-haired man didn't pay any attention to what they meant, and said to himself.

"I ...... I don't know what you're talking about......"

was put on the head by the gun, and the sweat of the man in the suit suddenly flowed out.

"And ...... These guns," the long-haired man casually pointed at the man in the suit on the head, "you miscellaneous fish, you don't look like people who can use guns." ”

"Boss! I'm going to kill him! ”

"Damn, this grandson ......"

"Shut up!"

The man in the suit yelled, and the room fell silent.

"A low-level crime dominated by emotions," the man looked at the man in the suit with pity, "it's really pathetic." ”

"Who the hell are you? The police? ”

The man in the suit was mocked by him like this, and his face was already annoyed.

"Me?" The man raised his head, two eyes, half calm and half crazy, he swept the faces of the crowd.

"A living dead."

The man in the suit smiled with a sarcastic smile on his face: "It turned out to be a madman." ”

"Shit, suddenly come in and pretend to be a ghost, and die!"

Next to him, a strong man suddenly glared at him.

However, before he could make an attack, he clutched his throat and fell to the ground.

"Ho-help-save me-"

The strong man clutched his throat desperately, his eyes were full of fear, and the corners of his mouth kept spilling blood foam, and he had fallen to the ground crookedly.

Everyone looked at the long-haired man in horror, he just stretched out his left hand quickly, and the three fingers instantly crushed the strong man's Adam's apple......

"See what I mean?"

The long-haired man spoke again.

Although his tone was still calm, the man in the suit had goosebumps all over his body.

"Yes...... It was given to me by a young man...... He asked me to create a case and cause a riot in Yecheng......"

"Looks."

"I don't know...... He ...... with a mask."

"Why do you know he's a young man?" The long-haired man continued to ask.

"I saw his hands...... His hands are very young...... That's right! The man in the suit wiped the sweat from his head, "He's a doctor, he should be a surgeon!" ”

"Reason."

"He had marks on his fingers from long-term use of sutures and a knife wound on his hand......"

"Good."

The long-haired man smiled and slowly retreated towards the door.

"I'm satisfied, so let's continue your low-level criminal behavior."

After speaking, he threw the gun away, and the man in the suit hurriedly caught it, and a group of people were just about to shoot, but found that the door was already empty.

……

At the end of the dark and narrow corridor, Yang Wanlong stood there quietly.

He held on to his last hope and wanted to find a way for Bai Yanren.

However...... Discovered when he entered the chamber.

The door that closed the white man had been opened.

And in the house, there was no one.