2. Death with regrets

At all the moments, there is a calm Ye Xiuwen.

This was Dai Xijiu's first thought.

The man who shot her once in the Rucheng River can now stand in front of her without shame and crash a second shot.

However, this shot was fired without evidence.

Dai Xijiu's face was calm: "Impossible." ”

She turned around and looked over, her expression calm: "There is only one roster of the Jian family, and when I got the roster, I was sealed with one shot, and no one knew, how could you have it?"

When these words fell, Ye Xiuwen's gaze finally fell on Dai Xijiu, casual and lazy, without half a bit of coercion, looking at it for a moment, but suddenly, smiled.

With a smile, the thin lips were lightly pulled, the thin color was pulled through a good arc, and the eyes were shimmering by the fireplace firelight, and there was a bit of unfathomable exquisite beauty between the weird.

Dai Xijiu shook his head in an instant, and a chill rose straight from the back of his head, and then, the next moment, Ye Xiuwen suddenly moved.

The body is together, the speed is extreme, the burgundy cloak is raised by the wind, scattered and falling, falling from his shoulder, like the poppy rose in full bloom in the dark night, as if the unpredictable smile is still frozen in place, between light and shadow, Dai Xijiu's back waist has climbed over a pair of hands, the body is in a belt, straight back, but it was supported by a light force, gasping, raising his eyes, close at hand is a delicate and very breathtaking face, obviously the corners of the mouth are no longer half a minute arc, deep eyes, but with a smile that seems to be wrong, the long eyelashes droop between the snort brushed Dai Xijiu's forehead and eyebrow bones, the voice was deliberately lowered, brushed the side of the ear, with a slightly dull tone between the charm"Isn't it now?"

Dai Xijiu's body was half-upturned at the moment, and he was completely held in the palm of his hand, similar to hugging is an endless ambiguous posture.

Beauty grace, there is always an endless price to pay.

The first time, she took her life.

In an instant, Dai Xijiu's eyes darkened, and he reached back to his waist, rubbing the corner of the rough paper between his fingers, holding it tightly, and then glaring at Ye Xiuwen fiercely, with a vivid look of annoyance and shame: "Ye Zunshou, are you doing this earth-shattering and fierce just to scare me?"

Ye Xiu raised his long eyelashes slightly, leaned down slightly and leaned closer to Dai Xijiu's side face, his voice slid over her ears like silk, his eyes were scattered and cold, and a tear mole in the corner of his eyes was very clear: "It's your honor to be so lighthearted by me." ”

Dai Xijiu pressed the thing that had been pinned to the back of the cloak. She thought that no one would have thought that she would go against common sense and carry the roster with her. At this time, the palm of his hand was already sweaty, and his words were especially meaningful: "Ye Zuntou's kindness has always had to pay an endless price to accept, so it is not necessary." ”

Ye Xiuwen felt the strength of the other party's fingers tearing and grabbing, did not let go, looked at Dai Xijiu, his eyes were light, with a suspicious smile, he let out a low "um", and the end note was soft, which was an extremely dull and sexy voice: "Shouldn't you feel dead without regrets?"

It's amazing that a man can pronounce a single tone so sultry, and he can also have such a proper self-awareness.

Because it was so amazing, Dai Xijiu couldn't help laughing, all kinds of things in the past came flooding in, looking at Ye Xiuwen, his eyes lit up: "If I'm not mistaken, I seem to have died once." ”

This sentence is a real threat, if you dare to take it, I will say it, you shot it when the mission failed in Rucheng.

In the next moment, she only saw the corners of Ye Xiuwen's mouth slowly hooked, and the bright crystal lamp carried through an elegant and delicate arc, and then the strength of the waist disappeared with a bang.

Dai Xijiu fell to the ground without any suspense, his back hurt, and he jumped on a corner of paper with one hand, propping up the cold marble floor, and looked up at the past with cold eyes.

What kind of man is this, he never plays cards according to reason.

Ye Xiuwen stood in front of her like this, the old British suit, well-cut, very luxurious, every button was delicately buttoned and smooth, meticulous, the cuffs were pinned with a black and gold carved family cufflinks, the fingers were slender and white, holding a slightly yellowed palm-sized tie-dye rice paper book, looked at it, and then smiled slightly, the tone was a carelessness that made her hate: "Then there will be no regrets about dying." ”

Dai Xijiu turned around and knelt directly on the ground in an instant, and looked at his head: "Grandpa, when he was in Rucheng, it was he who ......"

"Daisy, you were shot and dying in Rucheng, it was Ye Zun who rescued you back and personally operated on you for ......treatment" Before the words were finished, they were interrupted by an old voice, Dai Xijiu's eyes flickered, and the words that subverted the truth continued, but the voice was already displeased: "Now, how can you commit such a violation of the rules without knowing grace and knowing the rules!"

Dai Xijiu stared at Ye Xiuwen in a blink of an eye, his eyes were suddenly sudden, at this moment he was already sitting at the top of the seat, his long legs were elegantly superimposed, the chair as red as dark blood supported his back, and his complexion was fair, and his delicate and slender fingers took the white porcelain cup from the palm of the attendant, and the warm and hot air was rising, lining his face with a bit of more stunning bewitchment, as if he felt Dai Xijiu's gaze, slowly lowered his eyelashes, and took a sip between the cups, and the smile and Xuan couldn't be more tolerant: "No thanks." ”

A mean and vicious man is not scary.

The scary thing is that he can be so elegant and calm at the same time, and even the smile is so delicate and beautiful, which makes people intoxicated.

Dai Xijiu didn't even think that the person who got along with Rucheng day and night with extreme gentleness was actually the head of the Dark Temple, the Elvis family, the most bloodthirsty and cold gun.

The people who are targeted by this muzzle usually do not end well, and unfortunately Dai Xijiu is one of these usual.

The voice that came from the darkness was clear and concise, with the cold-blooded ruthlessness characteristic of the Elvis family tradition: "Don't say anything, kneel, reflect." ”

Dai Xijiu instantly raised his head: "But what's wrong with my mother?"

There was no answer in the darkness.

Fu Zhi's faint and colorless eyes fell on Dai Xijiu's body, then he got up, bowed slightly towards Ye Xiuwen, and turned away, the sound of wheelchair pushing slowly sounded.

Everyone in the venue bowed deeply, and gave a gift to the head of the family, Dai Xijiu clenched his hands into fists, and finally slowly bowed his head.

The footsteps sounded, something fell on the back of the shoulder, and the corner of the eye saw the corner of the burgundy cloak, and then looked up, what I saw was Ye Xiuwen, who was squatting on one knee in front of her, and the side face was reflected in the light with a beautiful arc, and the thick eyelashes cast a bright shadow, and the fingers moved to help her tie the shawl and bow tie, and the tone was actually a little sighing and gentle: "Jiujiu, don't you understand? Your uselessness is your mother's biggest fault." ”

This very familiar tone, even with the addition of a cloak, in the cold night of deep winter, only made Dai Xijiu feel cold all over, she almost stubbornly raised her eyes to look at him, trying to find half a trace of the past in his face: "Why save me?"

Ye Xiuwen's gaze always fell on the bow tie, and after tying it, he was extremely satisfied, and smiled slightly: "It's not the reason you think." ”

He approached the side of her face, his snort brushing lightly over her ear, and his voice was as soft as a love whisper: "Everything is fake, forget it, Dai Xijiu." ”

Such an extremely gentle and beautiful voice can say such extremely cruel words.

Dai Xijiu was silent for a moment, and a thin layer of water finally condensed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were a little dry, trying to pull out a little smile, but suddenly his face turned pale and he coughed suddenly on his chest, his eyes flashed a little pain, his long eyelashes were closed lightly, his body suddenly lost his strength, and he leaned back.

The gunshot wound has not healed, and after several twists and turns, it is reasonable to faint.

Ye Xiuwen did not hesitate to hold Dai Xijiu's back with one hand, the next moment, his eyes were slightly dark, and a thin smile appeared in the secret, and the other hand was suddenly raised, and he held Dai Xijiu's palm wrist holding the blade, Dai Xijiu instantly opened his eyelashes, turned over and pressed, and knelt down on Ye Xiuwen's hand on her back, and pressed Ye Xiuwen to the ground with all his strength, and his elbow slammed into his neck, with a wicked expression: "Ye Xiuwen, it's not just you who can pretend, and it's not just that you can turn your face and be ruthless." ”

Almost instantly, the black-clothed people on the side rushed up, drew their guns in unison, and aimed at Dai Xijiu in unison.

Ye Xiuwen was completely lying on the ground at this moment, he had no intention of resisting, his eyes were lightly stained with a smile, he crossed behind Dai Xijiu, looked at a group of people and others, and his voice was full of lazy leisure: "I'm dead, any of you can take over as the head, what are you doing standing here and ruining your future?"

What Dai Xijiu didn't expect was that his voice fell, and the people on his side who had just desperately defended the Lord hesitated for a moment and actually faded away.

Ye Xiuwen slowly lifted his eyelashes to look at her, his neck was choked, his breathing was a little laborious, his jaw was slightly raised, the arc was cold and hard, even if his face was a little pale, he was still like a paintbrush outlining a beautiful and thrilling style: "Dai Xijiu, you can see clearly, this is Elvis." ”

"There is no emotion to speak of, there is no righteousness to speak of, only power and ability. ”

"If you want to get what you want and protect the people you need to protect, you can only have more iron-blooded wrists, more cold and poisonous hearts, and higher status than those who hurt you, so that you are qualified to satisfy your desire to protect and realize your compassion. ”

Dai Xijiu's hand against his neck was a little harder, and he suddenly sneered: "What do you mean, am I just one of the necessary means for you to move to a so-called higher status?"

Ye Xiuwen smiled lowly: "Jiujiu, have you ever thought that if you didn't say it when you were soft-hearted and asked routinely, it was me who shot it, maybe, I wouldn't dare to stand here today and contend with you with confidence." ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head and coughed, his voice was a little weak, his expression was not the slightest embarrassment, and he saw a few suspicious bewitchments in his smile: "If your mother dies, it is because you can't bear to deceive and play with a man who deceives and plays with your feelings, and it has nothing to do with others......"

"Don't say it!" Dai Xijiu interrupted sharply, his expression was in a trance, only for a moment, Ye Xiuwen's hand holding the blade was instantly released, and he skillfully knocked Dai Xijiu's elbow numb point, and he couldn't see how to move, and then came back to his senses, Ye Xiuwen was already half-kneeling behind her, and his delicate fingers strangled her neck, which was similar to hugging endless ambiguous posture, and his breath was completely his breath, and his voice slid down, like a hundred years of red wine, which was gentle and elegant, but it made Dai Xijiu unable to stop being cold: " If you hate me, you will find a way to kill me, and if you want to save your mother, you will do whatever it takes. ”

As soon as these words fell, the wrist on his neck was immediately released, and footsteps sounded behind him, followed by a series of majestic gunshots.

Daisy Jiu turned her head in an instant, her pupils dilated to the extreme, and she became suddenly stunned.

In front of him were figures that fell immediately, and blood splattered from their chests, and the bright red color dyed the Elvis Council Hall into patches of shocking red.

Ye Xiuwen stood on the high platform, his back was straight, the light and shadow of the rising temperature hit the side face, the arc was beautiful with a trace of coldness, the fingers of the gun were as warm as jade, fair and slender, the posture was elegant to the extreme, and his voice was cold: "The nine groups of the dark hall, the protector is not good, and all of them will be executed." ”

Dai Xijiu stood up in an instant, pulled Ye Xiuwen's shoulder, and his voice was shocked, and he was suddenly incredulous: "A person can actually be as cold-blooded and poisonous as you." ”

The light and shadow of the slight life carried over Ye Xiuwen's face, and there was actually a little paleness that he had rarely seen, and at this moment he raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled lightly: "So what I want to do, I can usually achieve it." ”

Dai Xijiu slowly stepped back and looked at him, with such a gaze, as if he was looking at the dirtiest and deepest thing in the world: "To be a person like you, you can imagine how many human bones you have to pile up in your hands." ”

I don't know what the reason is, Ye Xiuwen's face turned a little whiter, as if he was breathing, he turned his head and coughed in a low voice, his eyelashes trembled very lightly, and the corners of his mouth had a very light arc, and when he walked by Dai Xijiu's side, his face actually derived a little coldness: "If you don't become a person like me, you will become a human corpse." ”

This sentence fell, and without half a minute of hesitation, he walked away slowly.

The sound of footsteps behind him was heard in his ears, and Dai Xijiu didn't have the courage to look back at it, even a glance.

A little crimson, following Ye Xiuwen's footsteps, one step at a time, fell on the long steps, mixed into the pool of blood flowing around.

Erves, the main house.

Even if there is no light on a snowy night, there is still a faint light in the room, especially visible.

The European-style window is exquisitely carved, it is the unique black and gold of the Elvis family, a woman, with long hair and a shawl, is outlined by the extremely attractive and exquisite curves of the woolen bag group with excellent texture, leans over the windowsill, swaying a goblet in her hand, sipping slightly, looking at the person standing in the dark in front of her, her voice has a slightly sexy nasal voice, even if she asks, there is still no trace of distortion on her face: "You mean that the operation failed? Ye Xiuwen and Daisy are not dead?"

The man in the darkness bowed his head, "That's right, miss. ”

The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, and her voice was a little unpredictable: "How is it possible, it stands to reason that he was just bloodied by his godfather today, and he should be the weakest time, how can it be that the whole group didn't kill him......"

"Although the operation failed, Lord Ye was still shot. ”

The corners of the woman's lips hooked slightly, and her eyes brightened a little strangely: "I just said that it shouldn't be so strange, it's finally a little normal." ”

Speaking of this, she took a sip of the goblet, her red lips were bright: "How many people are left in the ninth group?"

The low-pitched man in the darkness hesitated for a moment, and some of them withdrew: "The whole army ...... Submerged. ”

The woman's expression was instantly stunned, the goblet was pinched by her for a moment and thrown out, smashed into a puddle of smashes, walked over a few steps and lifted the collar of the person in front of her, and said in a ruthless tone: "It took three years to step by step before inserting into the hands of the people in the Dark Temple, and it was actually killed by Ye Xiuwen more than half of it in one night?

Speaking of this, the woman took a deep breath, her face immediately returned to her delicate appearance, took a new goblet and poured red wine, her demeanor was elegant, she shook it for a moment, and her voice was still nasal: "Ed, you said that my weak sister is always immortal?"

Ed pondered for a moment: "Miss, in fact, I don't really understand, Miss Daisy doesn't have the intention of competing for the head of the family at all, you ...... Why do you have to kill her?"

The woman smiled grimly: "She doesn't want it now, who can guarantee whether she wants to do it in the future? If you don't get rid of her when she doesn't have any power, will she wait until she learns to make waves before making a move? Not to mention that the existence of her and her mother's oriental blood is a supreme insult to the noble Elvis family." ”

Ed bowed his head: "Miss, it may be easier to deal with it separately from Lord Ye." ”

The woman chuckled, walked to the sofa recliner and sat down, her long legs folded, her eyes staring at the goblet in her hand, her eyes sparkling, and her tone was unpredictable: "I was going to kill him and let our people replace him......"

"However, Ye Xiuwen has been the head for more than two years, and at the end of the three-year period, he will choose the Lord to serve, such a good gun, since it is constantly broken, I will find a way to use it. ”

Ed approached and took a blanket to cover the woman: "It's just, Miss, after all, there are two young misses, Gillian and Daisy, not to mention that we don't know Lord Ye's thoughts, we may need to make more preparations......"

The speaker, whose voice grew quieter and quieter under the woman's gloomy gaze, finally disappeared, and she seemed to be satisfied with the result, and drank the red wine from the goblet with an elegant gesture: "I have never gotten what I want in Lionse. ”

After saying this, her eyes fell on the huge family badge carved on the wall, and her tongue gently crossed the wine between her lips, and she was very tempted: "When I think of Ye Xiuwen, I feel very excited to be able to serve me like you." ”