"Oh, it's Zhongjiu?" Nakahisa's voice was so loud that the guild had to take the microphone away from his ear.

Hearing the president's name say Nakahisa, the people in the chairman's room immediately became nervous, and someone had already stood up from their seats, ready to take a knife from their clothes.

The president waved his hand, and someone immediately walked out of the room.

Zhong Jiu's feet stepped on the snow road in the shantytown, facing the snowflakes falling from the sky and heading towards the main building.

"Old man, it sounds a little cold!" Zhong Jiu continued to talk as he walked, "I'll just say it bluntly, you promised the Meda Busoya government in the past, and you and the Spring Orchid Guild will do your best to serve Meda Busoya, I don't know if it counts now?" ”

"Of course, it's your business, don't worry, where are you?" The president asked tentatively, and at this time, the subordinate who had just gone out had returned to the room, bringing a handheld signal tracker that was transparent from front to back, and he pressed the center of the device, and the tracker and the president's mobile phone flashed blue at the same time.

Zhong Jiu didn't directly answer the president's question, and said with a smile: "In that case, how about arranging for me to leave the old city of Mirage early tomorrow morning?" ”

"Well...... Now is a special period, it's not easy to do, you have made such a big incident, and you can't be even, and now most of the old city is controlled by the Revival Society, and we can't do anything about it. The president replied, "Why don't you come to me for a while?" We haven't seen each other in a while. ”

At this time, the tracker under the chairman's hand has tracked the location of Zhongjiu's mobile phone signal and found that it is in the Spring Department Store! He showed it to the president, who paused slightly, then bowed his head, and his men nodded, and went out.

"Really?" Zhong Jiu scratched his head: "That's really a headache!" He suddenly lowered his voice: "The remnants of biological and chemical weapons from the period of the Asian-American War that are reproduced today, as far as I know, only Harun Zhilan was smuggled after the war, but I wonder how the Revival Society will use it today?" ”

The president didn't reply immediately, and then laughed, "Everyone is just asking for money, you know." ”

Zhong Jiu: "Hey, you taught me before, wealth can carry a boat, and it can also overturn a boat." ”

The chairman laughed dryly: "It's a pity that I deserve to be a good student." ”

Zhong Jiu found that seven or eight old boys walked out on both sides of the front, each holding a piece of knife in their hand.

He slowly closed the phone in his hand with one hand and looked at the old boy in front of him.

"Wow, aa The Crazy Boys roared angrily, brandishing knives and slashing at them.

Zhong Jiu threw the phone at the leader of the old boy, hit him in the face, smashed him on his back and fell backwards, Zhong Jiu had already rushed forward, snatched the knife in his hand, cut him down with a knife, and then slashed and slashed with the old boy who caught up behind, and in a moment several people in front of him were cut off in different places, and the stumps fell to the snow and were stained with snow.

A troubled boy who rushed up was strangled by Zhongjiu's neck and became Zhongjiu's shield. Zhong Jiu strangled him and walked forward, and behind him lay several teenagers with stumps and broken arms rolling on the ground crying and calling for their mothers.

Zhong Jiu was also covered in blood at this time, a dagger was still stuck in his shoulder, and the blood left behind stained the white tiger embroidered on the back of his clothes, Zhong Jiu didn't have time to care, spitting white gas, roaring left and right between the snowflakes and slashing left and right, it was really like a white tiger descending from the mountain!

"! Come on!! You gangsters!! Dare to come and cut Lao Tzu, I will let you have the courage to come, and you will not be able to go back! ”

The Gu Confused Boy who was strangled by Zhong Jiu's neck had already rolled his eyes due to lack of oxygen, and several people in front of Zhong Jiu were walking left and right, but no one dared to step forward by Zhong Jiu's momentum, Zhong Jiu saw that he was deadlocked, and simply put the knife on the neck of the person in his hand, and as soon as he used his strength, the person was wiped on his neck, and blood spurted out from his throat several meters away, splashing on the face of the gangster in front of him,

"Wow!" The thugs hurriedly raised their hands to wipe away the blood that had splashed into their eyes, and as soon as they opened their eyes, they saw that Zhong Jiu had already screamed and slashed at him!

In the restaurant, the main meal has ended, and a blind musician wearing Yaning's traditional lapel and semi-open-breasted cardigan, with a skirt and a shawl on his shoulder, sits in the side corner of the restaurant and begins to play the traditional musical instrument Sanxian.

The three strings are Yaning's traditional musical instruments, and the speakers are wrapped in snakeskin and made of silk strings.

The blind girl nodded politely to the darkness in front of her, leaned the body of the piano on her right leg, pressed the strings with her left hand, and plucked the strings with her right hand with a plectrum made of rhinoceros horn.

Then one of his men came in again, bowed his head and whispered in the president's ear.

"President, the situation is not under control."

The chairman waved his hand, and all the deputies beside him got up, pulled out the sharp blade in his arms, and walked out of the room one after another. Only one person was left standing behind the president and the lawyer, and the music was as usual.

Not long after the deputies walked out, the entire building suddenly lost power, and the building instantly fell into darkness, and he couldn't see his fingers.

"What the is going on??!"

"The power is off?"

"Someone must be making trouble!"

Everyone was in a state of confusion, and suddenly someone let out a scream like killing a pig, and the person next to him felt a hot liquid splash on his face, and reached out and touched a bloody breath to his nose, and before he could shout, he was instantly cut down. It turned out to be Hong Yuesheng, who was wearing ultraviolet glasses, pulled the electric switch, took advantage of the chaos to attack the hall, and formed a front and back attack with Zhongjiu. At this time, the others had to wave the steel knives in their hands in the darkness and slash indiscriminately, but they were all deftly dodged by the thin Hong Yuesheng, which caused more cannibalism.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, someone shot blindly, but hit his own person on the opposite side, and he didn't care who screamed, and pressed the trigger continuously.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

In the same dark meeting room, only the president, his lawyer and a bodyguard were left, gunshots rang out from time to time outside the meeting room, and there were screams of people, so frightened that the lawyer's legs trembled, and even the urine came out, and slid down the tube of his pants, he didn't dare to squeak, glad that the darkness covered other people's eyes.

The screams outside the room, the screams, the popping of knives into **, the crackling of broken bones, the shattering of furniture, the sound of people falling to the ground when they die, can be heard very clearly in the dark.

God brings light, and the devil brings darkness.

Eventually, these voices faded into fewer and fading,

"Ka, Ka" is like hell on earth, and finally the light tube overhead is lit up again after a few rings.

The parlor was still surrounded by the sound of three-string music, and the lawyer heard footsteps approaching outside the parlor, and then the door was kicked open with a "bang".

Standing in front of the door were Zhong Jiu, who was in strong shape, and Hong Yuesheng, who was slightly shorter with the ultraviolet headlamp pushed overhead, both of them holding the steel knives they had snatched, covered in blood—most of which belonged to others. Behind them, there were dozens of injured people who fell to the ground or died, or writhed on the floor with severed limbs, and there were also those who were not seriously injured, but they were all so frightened that they hid in the corner, trembling when they heard the two steel knives rubbing against the ground.

The deputy behind the chairman waved his knife and rushed towards the two, but was immediately cut to the ground by Zhong Jiu and Hong Yuesheng, who had already killed the red-eyed.

Seeing this, the lawyer stood up and was about to run to the back door, but the chairman reached out and pressed the lawyer's shoulder.

"Sit down." The president remained calm, "Musician, keep playing." ”

President, with strength in your hands,

"Ouch yo yo!" The lawyer fell to his knees with a low wail, and it was hard to imagine that at the age of the president, he still had such strength.

The blind musician was not in the slightest concerned about the situation around him, and continued to play, and the song had arrived: "The Dance of Paper".

"It's coming." The chairman looked at Nakahisa calmly, as if the head of the family was welcoming the off-the-job juniors home.

"Well, here, thank you for such a grand welcome ceremony, I am really flattered!" Zhong Jiu still had a hippie smile on his face, nodded to Hong Yuesheng, and the two scattered slowly around the dining table in two directions to approach the president.

The president pursed his lips: "Why are you so cruel, many of the people you killed were from your uncle who grew up." ”

Zhong Jiu continued to approach the president with a long ear: "Do things with clean hands and feet, isn't this what you said in the past, old man?" His face suddenly sank, his eyes bloodshot: "Just like you just did to me." ”

The president laughed: "Life is in the world, a puppet." If we want to survive, we can only judge the situation. It's not against you, don't blame me, blame the world if you want to blame, the jungle eats the strong! ”

As he spoke, his body became unexpectedly unusual, his arms became longer and longer, the body hair on his arms stood up like black needles, his palms became larger, his nails became extremely sharp, and he sank deep into the lawyer's shoulders.

"Woo-a-aaa The lawyer wailed, and with a click, his shoulder blade shattered.

Hong Yuesheng unexpectedly saw the expansion of the muscles and bones of the president's body, causing the old man's body to break through the tunic suit, Hong Yuesheng turned his head to look at Zhongjiu.

Zhong Jiu: "Hell, old fellow, I didn't expect you to be so old that you were actually experimenting on yourself!" ”

At this time, the musician happened to pluck the strings, accompanied by crisp string sounds, to the fast-paced ** section of the "Paper Dance". With a wave of his hand, the chairman threw the lawyer out, overturned it along with the dining table, and smashed it into Zhongjiu and Hong Yuesheng.

Nakaku dodged the lawyer and swung his knife to split the dining table and tablecloth that flew over, but he didn't expect the chairman who had been Yaksha to follow the dining table that had been separated in half, and grabbed it fiercely, whistling and scratching at Nakaku. Zhong Jiu hurriedly lowered his head to dodge the heavy blow of the president, and swung his knife to slash at the tendon veins in the left leg of the gigantic president—even if it was a ** made by Yaksha, the tendons were still his weak point. The knife slashed the tendons and veins on the legs of the chief, and blood shot out, but the strength was not enough, and although the flesh bloomed, the tendons were not broken.

Hong Yuesheng also pounced at this time, the two of them jumped and squatted like butterflies, and suddenly fought with the president left and right, dodging and slashing at the president's legs, back, and muscles in various arms, and for a while the broken sawdust, cloth, and blood in the room flew in the meantime, but the three-stringed singer was unmoved. After a few rounds, the president's right hand slammed back, hitting Hong Yuesheng, who was knocked into the wall behind him and rebounded to the ground.

"Whew......" Hong Yuesheng raised her head in **, her mouth was already full of blood. He tried to prop up his body with his hands, and inadvertently skimmed the crane outside the window next to him.

Dodging the attack between the two, the chairman became more comfortable, and finally seized an opportunity, and his right hand pierced through Nakaku's defense and grabbed Nakahisa's throat. With a bang, he pressed Zhongjiu against the wall and lifted it up in the air with one hand.

"Whoa!!" The president looked back to the side, and it turned out that Hong Yuesheng had smashed the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window of the hall and jumped out of the window.

The president turned his head, and the green tendons that Zhongjiu had already grabbed were exposed, and he was almost breathless.

The president smiled dryly, "See? When your companion sees that the situation is not right, he leaves you. There is no friendship or family affection in this world. People are just icing on the cake with love, but it is difficult to send charcoal in the snow! ”

I don't know if it's an illusion or reality, the style of the three-stringed music next to it becomes more and more illusory. Zhong Jiu looked at the president, the chairman at this time, tall and thin, maybe because he was too old and forcibly changed, his skin was very shriveled, tightly wrapped around a huge torso, his face was deformed, his cheeks were deep, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and his eyes were shining with ice blue.

The president looked at him too, tilted his head, scrutinized it, and made a voice from his throat—unlike normal, his voice was hollow, as if it came from the distant past: "Boy! Thou hast pointed the sword at me, unfilial grandson, and thou hast a virtue with thy disobedient mother! ”

As he spoke, the president's claws tightened, and Nakaku's eyes widened as he kicked his feet, but he had no strength. The steel knife in his hand thumped weakly on the chairman's hand, and his consciousness faded away with the music of the three-stringed music......

In his vague consciousness, Nakahisa saw that in the endless darkness, there was only a faint light in the distance.

Under the light, there is a cradle in which there is a baby. And the Yaning woman who was rocking the cradle next to her sat with her back to the light, her face kind and familiar.

"Mom......"

Nakahisa recognized the woman, and he walked a few more steps and found that the cradle was actually his childhood self.

Nakahisa discovers that he can also look at his mother with the eyes of a baby, a little blurry, not so real, as if he is looking at the world through the surface of the water. The baby stretched out her tender hands, grabbed one of the woman's fingers, put it in her mouth and sucked it. The soft light shone through the woman's figure on the baby's face, and he saw the woman smile sweetly and said, "Zhongjiu, you're back." ”