New York is lit up at night, but beneath this beautiful landscape lies an unimaginable ugliness, every day and every night, every moment of the day. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Under the nightlight, in the room in the villa, heavy metal music is playing continuously, and with the music, on a large bed, a white man and woman are snoring, babbling and popping, with the two of them upside down, a luxurious atmosphere is released.

"Suddenly!" There was a gust of wind in the room, blowing on the man's bare back, which made the man tremble and snort, while the woman was still crying tactfully, but after finding that the person on her body did not move, she couldn't help but open her eyes, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes, but she didn't dare to express it.

"Fake!" The man got up, panting heavily, but he couldn't help cursing twice, if it wasn't for the sudden cold wind, he could have held on a little longer.

With displeasure, the man stood up, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, and then took the remote control of the air conditioner, turned up the temperature in the room slightly, and at the same time beckoned to his female companion on the bed, but he didn't get a response even a few times, and he smelled a faint fragrance between his nose.

"Hey!" The man was a little angry, poured beer into his mouth, and at the same time went to the bed and shouted, reaching out to slap the naked woman to vent his frustration, but he didn't want to shoot an empty shot.

"To be honest, as a man, even if you have premature ejaculation, you still do it to women, this is really yours." A voice came from the side, and the man couldn't help but turn around, looking at the side of the room, and couldn't help but be startled.

On the same bed, on which was lying a woman with a jade body and eyes tight--the woman who was sleeping soundly was not his female companion, but in front of the bed, there stood a young man he did not know, about sixteen years old, with a pale face as white as jade, green eyes, and a faint smile on his face.

The man ......looked at Ou Kang and couldn't help but be startled, not why, because he was obviously standing by the bed, but what was going on with the bed over there, he obviously didn't take drugs.

The man glanced at the bed next to him, and then at the bed next to Ou Kang, except for the girl above, the two beds were exactly the same, but he remembered that in his room, there was obviously only one bed, but now there was one more, and there was a kid who had never seen before.

"Boy, I don't know how you got in, but you'd better leave now before I'm angry!" The man was not a layman, looking at Ou Kang, the muscles on his face twitched, turned around, walked to the door, and opened the door, but he couldn't help but be startled.

There was no corridor outside the door, and there was no other passage, but a wall, the wall was newly painted, snow-white, and it made people panic, who would repair the wall behind the door, what was going on, he obviously didn't take drugs, how could there be such an illusion.

"If you want to go out, please go this way!" Ou Kang looked at the man who was stunned by the ghost, but still calm, and couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand to point in the direction of the door.

The ......man looked at Ou Kang, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, looked at the door over there, held his breath slightly, walked along the wall of the room to the door, and when he passed by a cabinet, he suddenly reached out, took out a pistol from the cabinet, shot Ou Kang, and then ran out without looking.

"Being blinded by a ghost is so fierce, he really deserves to be a well-known drug lord in New York!" O'Com looked at the man who ran out bare-chested, and couldn't help but laugh.

The man was bare-chested, did not take the elevator, held a pistol, panicked, ran down the five floors in one breath, his heart was beating fast, sweat was dripping on his forehead, his eyes were looking around, he stepped back, he wanted to rest against the wall, but he was defenseless and leaned against a person behind him.

"You can really run!" Listening to the voice, the man looked back, and couldn't help but feel like a ghost, Ou Kang, who had obviously been shot by him, was standing there intact.

"Fake." The man looked at the intact Ou Kang, his eyes flashed fiercely, the pistol in his hand was raised, and the trigger was pulled one after another.

"Ahh The man didn't count as knocking down his opponent, he stepped forward and aimed his gun at the man, and he wrenched at the man until the magazine in his hand was empty, and then he stopped.

"You're so ruthless!" The voice from the side almost made the man feel his hair stand on end, and when he turned his head, he saw that O'Con was sitting on the railing of the stairs intact, smiling at him.

"Who the hell are you?" The man gasped, raised the gun in his hand, stared at O'Con, and looked down again, where there was half a bloody person on the ground, only a concrete floor that had been hit by bullets and was full of pits.

"It's gone, and you can't hide bullets in your body like this." O'Connell looked at the bare-chested man with the gun and couldn't help but pout.

"Shet, who the hell are you? What do you want to do? The man looked at Ocon naked, and withdrew the magazine of the pistol in his hand, and indeed there was not a single bullet left.

"James Lucas, the big drug lord in New York, doesn't you know me? I've come to you to borrow something. Ou Kang looked at this bare-chested, still unafraid drug lord, and couldn't help grinning.

"How much do you want to borrow? Or do you want to have the goods? Or maybe it's arms? James directly admitted defeat, and was gasping for breath to ask, but after gasping twice, he smelled a fragrance, and couldn't help twitching his nose, and after two more strokes, he found that the aroma smelled very good, and his breath was not so panting.

"Your life." Ou Kang looked at the man with his nose twitching, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and the drug lord who was snorting his nose suddenly fell to the ground, and the bones in his body seemed to have been sucked away.

Looking at this fallen drug dealer, Ou Kang also ignored himself, lifted his clothes, took out a pennant from it and shook it open, on the flag was he painted a sigil with blood and gold dust, and there was a faint flow of black gas around the corners, and a fingertip-thin black smoke shot out from the tip of the rod, and he turned around the drug lord's body, and immediately hooked the other party's soul.

The soul that was forcibly hooked out was just a faint phantus, still conscious, and wanted to pounce on Ou Kang with his teeth and claws, but he could not stop inhaling the small pennant and taking away the soul of the other party, Ou Kang rolled up the small flag, and then took out a saber, and stabbed the other party's corpse that had been frozen to death, and picked up some blood from the small flag.

As soon as Xiaoqi was drenched in blood, a black mist suddenly appeared, and after absorbing the blood, it disappeared again, and Ou Kang took the flag into his arms, took out the medicine bottle, poured some pin bone powder, and completely dissolved the whole corpse, Ou Kang left by himself, muttering in his mouth as he walked.

"After a few more days, you can go to Obadei's situation."