Prologue, King of Disorder

"Quick, run!"

A man and a woman in the shape of students ran through the dark streets, out of breath. The man wears a very ordinary white and blue striped shirt and plaid slacks, a very rustic short seven-point head, and glasses. The women wore white dresses, and their long hair fluttered in the north wind of early autumn. It's just that the dress seems to be very unsuitable for fluid mechanics in the case of running. And there were more than ten thugs behind them.

"Learn, senior, if we can get home safely this time, let's go back to our hometown and get married!"

"Shut up, bastard! In other words, if you hadn't mocked and said that you pretended to be a virgin, you said, "I stole my mother's money again, and I found Master Wang at the entrance of the village to burn my head", if I die, I need to suffer this kind of crime!! And the previous sentence is FLAG!! It's definitely a bad flag!! I'm angry, cough, cough, cough, cough."

"Ha ah ~ ha ~ The angry senior is so cute!! Oh no, my leg muscles are starting to spasm! ”

"Less nonsense! Don't just talk about this kind of misleading words, bastard! ”

"Don't run! Don't run!! "Due to physical problems, a few thugs have started to fall behind.

At this time, the fleeing man seemed to suddenly appear physically exhausted and stopped.

"Xiao Yun! Leave me alone! You go first! ”

It was too late, but it was too soon, and the man resolutely stood in front of the pursuers, and set up a formation of "taunt", "shield wall", and "tortoiseshell defense", which can be described as a one-man pass. Wanfu ......

"Hey! I told you to hurry up, what are you doing here, bastard! ”

"Ah~ As a woman as a senior, how can she leave her man alone!! Haah~ This wonderful bridge makes me excited again~~ It turns out that the senior's plan today is this kind of PLAY~ Ahhhh

"Why don't you die quickly, you perverted woman!" The man, who seemed to be very ashamed because his momentum had been completely destroyed, turned his head again and pulled the woman and began to run desperately, but because of the previous pause, the guys who had fallen behind seemed to see the hope of continuing the pursuit, and one by one they regained their spirits, panting again and again to keep up with the large army.

At the same time, because the vanguard also stopped briefly because of the man's inexplicable behavior. So the pursuers formed a trend of going hand in hand. Objectively, the momentum has indeed increased a lot... And the men and women who fled also mustered up their strength, trying to speed up and try to get away.

"Ha ah~ Ha ah~ worthy of... Senior... It's so simple that people are physically exhausted~Ah~ Waist also... Begin... It's sour~"

"If you want to keep your strength... Shut up... Did You Know... I'm going to complain... It's very tiring, too... Bastard! The last two words were unexpectedly clear.

The men and women on the run seem to have begun to become weak. What is very subtle is that the large force of pursuers maintains a distance between them and them, and at the same time, the physical strength of the gangsters as a whole is gradually showing signs of exhaustion.

"Haa~Haa~ Senior, I'm dying... Please, please—" The woman turned her head suddenly. "Stop chasing us..."

The woman's name is Zang Ruiyun. Because this name is very troublesome in terms of both the number of strokes and the degree of awkwardness, everyone calls her Xiaoyun directly. Objectively speaking, whether it is appearance or figure, Zang Ruiyun belongs to the type that can arouse men's desires.

So after hearing this sentence if there is nothing, there is no energy, and the gangsters who were about to fall behind suddenly seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Idiot woman! Your talent for pulling hatred is too high! The man ran as he spoke.

"Hahaha, it's our territory ahead!! I'll see how you run!! Ha... Haha, brothers, when the time comes, take this woman a hundred times....ah... A hundred times..."The leader of the gangsters has not forgotten to cheer up his subordinates, and it seems that he is also the type with certain leadership skills.

"Oh!!!!!!!" "Yes!! Top dog!! "The Boss is Wise and Martial!!" Not surprisingly, the morale of the gangsters was stirred up to a very bad situation for their prey.

Fugitives and pursuers alike are on the run non-stop. Before you know it, the surroundings are getting more and more desolate.

The tall buildings around it also began to gradually shrink, replaced by warehouses and illegal houses looming in the darkness.

The men and women who ran for their lives always held hands and did not separate, but the lineup of pursuers finally and inevitably grew longer and longer.

"Haah~Senior~ I'm about to die..."

"Huh... Ha... Again... Hang on... After a while..."The man also looked like he was about to run out of energy.

Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up.

"There! Hide there! The man pointed to a warehouse in the dark, but it seemed to be abandoned, covered with creepers and the like, and there were no locks or back doors.

In the dark, the open door of the warehouse is like a giant mouth that wants to be devoured.

"Ha Ah ~ Ha Ah ~ Senior, although this... It's pitch black... PLAY in the Wild....I won't refuse... Ahem, ahem"

They didn't seem to notice that the choice of entering here could be completely described by idioms such as rushing to the doctor, fighting the trapped beast, and catching turtles in the urn.

With the last of their strength, the two men rushed into the darkness and closed the rusty iron door with a loud bang.

Ten minutes later.

The vanguard of the thugs entered the dark warehouse.

The door to the warehouse won't open. Was it the dog man and woman who were on the door by themselves? Or was it locked from the inside with the help of a broken lock in disrepair?

The thugs finally took turns with a few people with more residual physical strength, and finally smashed the door open.

With the help of the faint moonlight and the flickering and flickering defective street lamps hundreds of meters away, no human figure was seen.

On the back of the backhand door, there is a rusted and broken iron latch. In front of him, there was only darkness like an abyss.

"I'm going to wipe the black paint here...."This is the first one to come in.

"How do I find it, you ask? Listen, the first one catches the woman, I'll give him the second power..."This is the leader in the middle of the group.

"By the way, if you have a mobile phone or something, you can take a picture." With that, some dim light began to appear in the dark warehouse.

"Look, boss! What is that? "A sharp-eyed thug, pointing straight ahead... Still a little to the left? The vague sense of direction is also a bit broken. At this time, all the guys who fell behind followed.

At the same time, such a voice sounded in the void.

"Ahh

"Bang!"

It was the sound of a huge iron plate falling. By the time the thugs reacted, the only door in the huge warehouse had been sealed. Indescribable feelings began to sweep over me.

"Click"

With the sound of this voice, the dark warehouse suddenly became bright, completely grounded. The harsh white light even dazzled the thugs a little.

"It's really annoying to have light or something, but if you think about it, it's rude to greet guests in the darkness where you can't see your fingers..."

The thugs were struggling to adjust to the sudden white light. Try to look at the source of the sound.

But when the vision finally returned from blur to normal, they could no longer look away.

The man he chased before was not even a "prey". In the motive of the pursuit process, he was only in the awkward position of "beating him down and then getting a woman".

But now the man was sitting sideways on a brand-new single leather sofa and wearing a long black trench coat. The man was holding Erlang's legs. With his right hand supporting his head, and in the other hand holding a glass goblet, he slowly shook the liquid inside.

Red.

The color of the liquid in the wine glass, the color of the shirt placket that can't be concealed under the trench coat, and...

A scarlet spree.

The beautiful woman who seemed to be called "Xiao Yun", who had been the main target before, was now sitting in front of the sofa in a very ugly position, her head resting on the man's body, her eyes wide open, but unfocused.

In a pool of blood.

The original snow-white dress has been dyed bright red, and the original black and supple long found that it is becoming a little messy.

This scene of red and black makes people shudder.

"Huh? You seem to be focusing only on this disgusting woman who is dead, huh? ”

"Ah, it's really surprising to say, such a woman is still a virgin~ Hehe, it was really the right decision to not touch her before. Otherwise, wouldn't I have been able to taste such delicious blood food? ”

The thugs were still in shock, and only the leader spoke.

"Who the hell are you?" At this time, the leader suddenly noticed that the man's face and hands were unusually white, while his lips were bright red. The chase in the dark was not unnoticed before, and at that time it was just an adjective like "little white face". But now, under the constant warnings of his intuition, he suddenly thought of another way of describing it.

It's like a dead body.

So he changed his tune.

"Or what are you?"

"Hahaha! Unexpectedly calm, I actually asked my most important secret directly in such a cooperative manner. ”

"But—" The man sitting on the couch changed his position, kicked away the slumped girl, and leaned forward.

"Guess what...."

When he said this, the man smiled maliciously. At this point, the thugs except for the leader finally went from fear to shock, and after hearing the conversation between the leader and the man, the process changed from fear to shock to fear.

The leader of the gangsters seemed to confirm what was in his mind, and his face turned pale.

There was silence in the empty warehouse. Suddenly, the leader of the gangsters seemed to suddenly understand something, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. I want to open my mouth to say something.

But it was interrupted.

"Okay~, now that the Q&A time has passed, it's time to start the long-awaited show!" The man stood up. Drain the liquid from the cup and casually toss the empty goblet behind you.

"To show my pity for the ants."

The crisp cracking sound woke up the thugs in a trance.

"In my name, Nikoas Cherbevich Dracula, proclaim."

"Those who are present," the man pronounced the accent on the words.

"You can survive alone."

"The rest will be killed by their loved ones."

"There will be chaos and struggle, collapse and destruction."

"At this point, the ritual begins."

"It's called: Death of the Lonely Moon!!"

With that, all the lights went out.

"Calm down! Calm down, everyone! It's just a trick to deceive! Listen to me, let's put it first....! The thug managed to attract the attention of his men. It's a pity that before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by something new and incomprehensible.

The floor, which had been empty, suddenly emitted a faint red fluorescence. Gradually, a six-pointed star array was formed that surrounded everyone.

There was a soft "flutter" sound.

The thug looked at his abdomen in disbelief, and through the fluorescence on the floor, he saw the tiny metal tip suddenly protruding from his stomach.

"You... It's—" He tried to say something, but was interrupted by a throat slap.

There was silence. By the time everyone had tried to focus on their leader, the sneak attacker had already taken advantage of the darkness to hide back into the crowd.

"Ah!!!!h Someone finally lost their minds, and the bloodshed and the death of the leader irritated everyone. I don't know if it's affected by the red fluorescence, but some people's eyes have turned red.

The howls, the cries for mercy, the muffled sound of a sharp blade entering the human body, the sharp gasps of the suffocating person trying to inhale air, the sound of the human body falling, the crisp sound of broken bones, the ** of the dying crying for help.

It lasted for half an hour.

When the scene finally fell silent, the six-pointed star painted on the ground was almost completely covered and could not be seen as it was, leaving only a little intermittent fluorescence to show the Shura field.

"Knot... Is it over? ”

"Hahaha, hahahaha... Ah Keung... Brother Bao... Brother Li... Hahaha, it's over, it's over. ”

"Hey! I won! I'm the one who can or leave! Feed! ”

As the "victors" who were on the verge of a mental breakdown made a declaration, all the lights in the warehouse suddenly turned on, and the vast space was as bright as day again.

"Slap, slap, slap" This is the applause of those who were pursued before.

"You're doing well."

The victor sat on the ground and watched it all. His right hand and one leg had lost mobility. The blood on his mouth was not his own, and he had previously bitten the throat of a companion with his teeth.

"I, I'm going to live, I, I'm the winner... Oh hehe, ahahaha!!!!! "Empty eyes.

"I'm going to live. I want to live. I want to live. I want to live ......" incoherently.

He saw the man slowly approaching, and then watched as the man injected a needle into his neck, unable to resist. Gradually, he felt his eyelids grow heavier and heavier, until he lost consciousness, and he was still staring at the man's face.