"You've even got a wig!"

The man reached out and grabbed hard, only to hear a cry of pain and tug at a handful of bloody hair.

He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became furious: "Wow, look at it! This oriental imp is so ruthless?

Do you think you've fooled Uncle Levy's eyes like this?

You're dreaming!"

"-You're dreaming!"

Next to him, two of his men brandished their weapons and cheered in unison.

Dean curled up in the corner with his face covered, looking at them, "Y-what do you want to do? Who are you?"

"You don't know who I am?"

The mace man was furious, raised his mace, and declared fiercely, "-I am Levi the One-Eyed Demon Knife!"

The Stuffy Man then shouted, "I'm John of the Night Wind!"

"I'm the bloodthirsty Excalibur Rabbi!"

The last person was named, and then the three of them stood together, assumed a posture that looked imposing, and shouted in unison:

"That's right, we are the Fallen Morning Star, the Prince of Sin, the Dark Triumvirate!"

Silence, long silence.

After a long time, a faint voice came from the ground:

"You ...... What is it?"-

Dean didn't know if it was his own brain problem or if he was suffering from three neuropaths. For the sake of his own life, he could only endure humiliation and beg for mercy:

"Friends, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person. I don't know you. ”

Syllable!

"Don't lie smartly!"

Levi was furious and slapped his hand: "Where is there anyone in Xiacheng who doesn't know our three dark brothers?"

Dean was blinded, and subconsciously covered his face and shook his head: "No, it's not!"

"Huh?"

Levi's eyes widened, and he grinned: "It seems that you are going to have a hard mouth!

Bang, bang, bang, bang! bang! bang!

A series of painful voices suddenly sounded in the dark alley.

Ten minutes later, Levi gasped and asked, "Say! Are you an Oriental ghost?"

"You—You've really recognized the wrong person......"

Dean screamed, only to see a stuffy stick coming at him.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Ten minutes passed.

"I am! I am!"

This time Dean finally learned to behave, hugged Levi's thigh with blood on his face, and cried hoarsely, "I'm that Oriental ghost!

"Hahaha, you've finally confessed!" Levi smirked, "I said a long time ago, your crappy disguise can't hide my eyes!"

Beside him, John suddenly asked curiously, "But boss, isn't the Oriental imp's hair white, and why is his hair burgundy?"

"Huh?!" Levi frowned, anger on his face.

Dean hurriedly screamed, "Don't hit me! I dyed it!"

The rabbi looked at his face and felt that something was wrong, so he turned around and said, "Boss, his age is wrong...... They all look like they're in their thirties. He's not going to lie to us, is he?"

"Huh?!"

Levi frowned, "You lied to me?"

Dean gave up on his knees and fell to his knees with a pop.

"To be honest, I'm actually growing faster. ”

He endured the deep humiliation, tears in his eyes, and choked up: "Although I look so old, I am actually only fourteen years old......

I'm really that Oriental ghost, please don't hit me again......"

"Hmph!

Levi nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "John, tie him up and send him over to Boss Luo, so that he can see the strength of our three dark brothers!"

As he spoke, he slammed a stick on Dean's head, knocking him unconscious.

"How many are these?" he asked.

John's face was smug: "Seventeen, I'll count it!"

"Hahahaha!"

Levi crossed his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky and laughed: "We caught so many Oriental imps in one day, and none of those pieces of waste were found, it seems that the lower city of Avalon is full of waste! This time is the day when our three dark brothers rise!"

"Flutter!"

The bystanders in the darkness finally couldn't hold back anymore and couldn't help but pound the wall and laugh wildly.

"Who's there! Get out!"

Levi was furious and raised his mace: "Do you know who we are?"

"Uh-huh, yes, yes. ”

The black shadow forced a smile: "One-eyed Demon Sword Levi, Night Wind John, Bloodthirsty Excalibur Rabbi, you are Dark, flutter...... I'm sorry, I can't go on, let me laugh hahahaha!!"

The figure covered its mouth, struggling to cover it, and chuckled.

"You're looking for death!"

Lévy was furious, and the mace in his hand smashed his head and face, but it was smashed into the air!

Smashed?!

He was stunned for a moment, looked ahead, and after being swept by the mace, the black shadow stirred, like a wave of water, and was about to dissipate.

"This friend, don't just start talking and do it suddenly, okay?"

In his ear, a hoarse voice whispered softly:

I think we should lay down our swords and have a good talk. ”

Levy was startled, turned his head suddenly, and smashed it out, only to hear a scream. It turned out to be John who was knocked to the ground by him!

"What's wrong with you, Boss?" Rabbi looked blankly at a man shouting into the air, feeling that something was wrong.

Lévy was still furious, ignoring John's screams. He stared at the non-existent black shadow in front of him, brandishing his weapon frantically:

"What a god-trick thing! Get out!"

As the mace swung in anger, the shadow kept changing, turbulent like a wave of water, as if it would dissipate in the next moment, but then heal again.

Like the illusion that comes after staring into the darkness for too long, that shadow gives people an illusory sense of non-existence. But now, the illusory figure that shouldn't have existed clings to Levi's back, like a vengeful spirit possessed.

Levi roared, he couldn't stand this crazy feeling, he clenched the weapon in his hand, and slammed it forward!

Only a scream was heard, and the shadow dissipated.

But behind the dissipating shadow, there was a rabbi who was smashed in the face by a mace.

"Boss, why did you hit me?"

The bloodied rabbi stared blankly at Levi, his eyes filled with tears and grievances, and then fell to the ground with a squeak.

Lévy was stunned.

There was silence, and the only sound in the alley was his heavy panting. A gust of wind passed through the alley, blowing through the raised stone slabs, and there was a faint laughter.

Only then did he hear a faint melody in the wind...... It was like a black river of despair rushing, and the high-pitched and manic sound melted into the wind and became extremely subtle. But the subtle voice echoed in his ears, stirring his nerves, turning into a black river and drowning his reason.

The madness, despair and desolation of the melody echoed in his brain, stirred his nerves, and awakened the most terrifying memories in his heart.

"Rubbish, shit, you can't do anything!"

The roar seemed to sound again, as if the man who would beat him up in a frenzy after drinking had returned.

He screamed and turned his head sharply, but there was nothing behind him.

Immediately afterward, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't see anything.

In the darkness, the memories in his mind became clearer and clearer. It was as if he had returned to the past, and the darkness that had been precipitated in his heart had awakened, pulling him to feel the cruel abuse, the scars of whips and sticks, and the despair of powerlessness......

"Get out of here! Get out of here!"

Levi screamed, his mace swinging wildly, but he couldn't hit anything. Eventually, he collapsed to the ground, waving his hands wildly, as if trying to scratch the non-existent ghost to death.

But the devil hovered in his heart and only sneered.

"Who is it!

He roared hoarsely, picked up the stones on the ground, and threw them around frantically: "I fought with you!"

"So, I'll tell you to calm down. ”

Next to him, a lazy figure leaned against the wall.

The moonlight pierced through the high wall, shedding silver glow and illuminating half of his body. But half of his body was shrouded in a dark hideous gown, and even his face was hidden under a wide-brimmed top hat, except for a slender, white palm exposed in the moonlight.

He held an iron-gray cane in his hand, which was propped up on the ground, and the moonlight shone on it, as if it had also vibrated and rippled faintly.

Even Ye Qingxuan himself didn't expect that just a figure made by a simple musical note 'mirror', and the 'first measure' of "Black Friday" undercontrolled Levi lightly, causing him to kill his companions, and he almost became a madman.

This sense of relaxation comes from the aid of the 'Nine Heavens Ring', which is designed to assist the musician in the precise manipulation of the ether when the instrument is created. With its assistance, Ye Qingxuan was able to play the music engraved in his mind.

It can be said that Ye Qingxuan, with the assistance of tools, has realized 'plural note performance' in disguise, directly skipping years of practice and reaching the 'rhythm level'.

But it's a pity that Black Friday has a total of five bars and five different effects, and his ability can only choose one of them, and he can't do whatever he wants like a real musician, mix and match at will, and even five effects appear at the same time.

This piece uses the negative emotions in the melody as a medium to affect the five senses of others. What he just used was only the first measure, visual interference.

If the whole piece were used in its entirety, he would be able to make people even blind to him, to hear them, even if he stabbed them in the chest in front of them, and they would not feel any pain. In the end, he can only die in confusion.

This kind of evil and weird style is even more black musician than a black musician!

Especially when playing this song, Ye Qingxuan felt that his personality had also become cold and gloomy. Not only others, but also its own spirit.

Ye Qingxuan really wanted to know what kind of idea his father had to create such a dark music back then.

It's just that now, he has more important things to ask.

In the alley, the cane slammed on the ground, and the melody suddenly jumped, jumping from the first measure to the third. A surging despair spread along with the melody and rushed into Levy's mind.

Lévy only felt a light in his eyes, and he could see things again. But his body was paralyzed and he couldn't move. There was a man who stepped on top of him, looking down on him condescendingly, his face shrouded in shadow.

"Good evening, sir!"

The silhouette of the figure looked well-dressed, like a nobleman, but how could a nobleman appear in the filthy lower town? The strange cut and texture revealed the ferocity of the beast, but the ferocity and gentleness fused together, and became something indescribably weird.

"Truth be told, there's something I want to get an answer from you. (To be continued.) )