The night is thick, and the moonlight flows into the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, adding a touch of femininity to the room.

Chen Yan lay lazily on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night sky outside the window with fascination. Holding a goblet in his hand. At his feet, the guards and the big guy lay upside down, covered with wounds, blood flowing from the wounds, and finally sketching strange patterns on the ground.

The smell of blood in the air was strong and fresh. It's quiet, very, very quiet.

Chen Yan likes this kind of quietness, every time his heart will calm down, and his thoughts will drift to a time and space that he can't grasp. It felt like a dream. Chen Yan has some psychological abnormalities, which he himself knows, because of the lack of childhood memories, he always feels that the world is very malicious, only when he sees the smiling faces of those children in class, or when he spreads killing under the moonlit night. He thinks the world is a little cute.

"Nasty reality, why don't you ruin miè? Didn't the Mayan prophecy say that December 22, 2012 would be your end? Why do you still want to save zài? ”

"If you don't have this moonlight, you're really nothing."

Chen Yan raised the wine glass to his lips and showed a blank smile. The old housekeeper didn't know when he had come behind Chen Yan, waiting quietly, he was familiar with Chen Yan's habits, and he also knew that Chen Yan was at a loss at this time, and he couldn't even distinguish between dream and reality. Only when he waits for himself to sober up can he communicate normally. And anyone who interrupts this process has become a dream.

"That's the end of tonight's work, right?" I don't know how long it took before the smile on Chen Yan's lips dissipated, and he said lightly.

"Yes, young master, it's time for us to go." The old butler replied respectfully. "It is estimated that someone will be found in a while, and our people will need time to evacuate."

"Tell them to go first. I will not retreat with you. Chen Yan replied and slowly stood up. He looked a little lazy, a little decadent. There was a hint of fatigue after letting go. "After this work, I want to rest for a while, don't come to me if you have nothing to do."

As he spoke, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, his body disappearing into the moonlight like a phantom.

In the room, the old housekeeper looked dizzily at the direction in which Chen Yan had disappeared, his eyes flashing with shock and admiration.

"Young Master Chen really deserves to be the strongest powerhouse in the organization. This is the kind of ability that even I can't capture. Suddenly, a soft voice rang out in the room, followed by a woman coming out of the shadows in the corner. It was the woman in red who danced with Chen Yan before.

It's just that at this moment she changed into a dark tight, which changed with the light of the environment. It's like there's no real shadow.

"Thorns. You stare at the young master like this, be careful that he kills you together. The old butler reverted to his indifferent attitude. Said mercilessly. "Don't think that your assassination technique can evade the young master's perception. The reason why you are still alive is because the young master thinks you are still valuable. ”

"Hee-hee, do you think I don't know? I dodge every time the young master goes crazy. Thorn replied. Then he twisted and walked to the door.

"The retreat has begun, so feel free to stay here if you still want to."

The room fell silent, then empty again......

………………… (Everyone, howl, my dividing line is here again, I heard that my younger brother dividing the line also plays a role in this book, please take care of it)..................

At this time, Chen Yan was strolling through the streets of the city, his white dress collapsed in the crook of his arm, and in the distance behind him, the shrill sirens continued to sound.

Chen Yan is a killer, an extremely unqualified, but very powerful killer.

He is said to be unqualified because he has almost never participated in the training of killers, and all the taboos and rules about killers are not followed. said that he is powerful because it is a miracle that he can survive so far, and the success rate of the mission is still very high. Others become killers because of helplessness or money, and he becomes a killer purely for interest and relief.

He needed to kill because that was the only way he could relieve his headache.

Chen Yan suffers from a malignant brain tumor, and every day his head hurts from time to time, and when he is in class, when he writes on the blackboard with chalk, no one knows that he is enduring unimaginable pain. Temporary peace can only be found when he cuts someone's throat with his fingers and watches the blood flow out. He thought he was going to die soon, but unfortunately he was alive and well so far, and not only that, but as time went by, he gradually realized that he had become different from ordinary people. Awaken some abilities that no one else can imagine. One of the most special things is his eyes.

He can see many things that ordinary people can't. A few...... It is absolutely impossible to explain it scientifically, and it is a real thing.

For example, now, Chen Yan saw a shadow lying behind a passer-by next to him, desperately drilling into the body of that passer-by. Passers-by didn't feel anything, and no one could see the shadow. But the shadow noticed that Chen Yan was looking at it, so two points of light lit up in it, and there seemed to be a faint roar.

Chen Yan smiled slightly and ignored it.

He's used to those eyes. The more you see, the less real the world feels. Every day, he shuttles between the real and the false, and he feels that his life is a dream. I don't know when I'm going to wake up.

It's starting to snow......

Chen Yan raised his head and felt the slightest coolness. The snowflakes are beautiful and are black...... Chen Yan is a little strange, there is also snow this season?

No, it doesn't matter, Chen Yan's heart jumped...... What matters is why are snowflakes black?

Chen Yan stretched out his hand and took a piece, and sure enough, it was a black snowflake. It's just that the snowflakes are not as cold as usual, not only do they not melt, but they are covered with a faint black mist, and when you look at it, you can see that the whole city is falling with such black snow. Black snowflakes fell from the sky, staining everyone, every building, every object.

There was a faint fishy stench in the air, and a low roar seemed to sound in the distance.

Chen Yan shook his head, trying to sober himself up. He thought he was dreaming again.

Pedestrians shuttled around, and everyone had some snowflakes piled up on them to a greater or lesser extent, but no one noticed. Chen Yan stopped a pedestrian and pointed to his shoulder. "What's that?"

The pedestrian looked differently at his shoulder. "Nothing."

"Don't you see the snow?"

"Where's the snow, aren't you crazy?" The pedestrian took a few steps back, a wary look in his eyes. Not only him, but all the pedestrians who saw this scene avoided Chen Yan far away, as if there was something strange about Chen Yan.

For this scene, Chen Yan could only smile bitterly.

They can't see ......

Yes, in this world, only you can see these things and feel these things. The black snow, the roar in the dark. It's all for yourself.

It must be a hallucination...... Chen Yan shook his head. Try to be more sober.

But it didn't work. The black snow in the sky is still falling, more and more, more and more densely. The streets were covered with black snow, and snow packs gradually appeared. Then crawl out of a blurred shadow. Chen Yan couldn't see their forms clearly, he could only see these ghosts crawling onto pedestrians like ghosts, and then trying to burrow into their bodies. In the vague and flickering shadow, a cruel gaze flashed from time to time.

The city is sinking...... No one is noticing......

Chen Yan suddenly had this thought. He didn't know why he suddenly encountered such a strange thing, but the fact in front of him was that the whole world was unknowingly contaminated with black snow, and he was the only one who was sober.

It's not a dream, it's not an illusion.

Why?

What the hell is going on?

Chen Yan looked around, trying to find a clean place, but found that he couldn't find it at all. Just like that, the whole city was covered in snow. It was black everywhere I looked, and the smell of fish in the air was getting heavier and heavier, but only I could smell it.

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out in the sky. Chen Yan looked up, only to see that the entire sky was gone, replaced by a huge and incoherent whirlpool. The whirlpool hovered above the city, spitting black snowflakes.

In the whirlpool, two points of light quietly lit up, like a pair of demonic eyes.

"What's that?"

Chen Yan couldn't help but look at those eyes, and then fainted......