1 Dragon Hall Killer Twenty-Eight Nights
For safety reasons, I didn't let Wang Shi leave again, let alone open another room, but instructed the waiter to add two mattresses to the master bedroom, so that Xiwei, the Dragon Elephant Girl, and Wang Shi could sleep in the same room, while I was going to lie down on the sofa in the living room.
"Lock the door behind your back, and don't open it unless anyone knocks on me. "Before Sylvie closes the door, I tell her solemnly.
"Mr. Chen, you're very nervous, do you want me to talk to you for a few words and relax?" Xiwei frowned heavily, it seemed that her mind was more depressed than mine.
I shook my head slightly, "No need, your body-"
Her eyebrows twitched, and she pretended to smile happily: "I forgot to tell you, the Dragon Elephant Girl has already helped me detoxify, and she said that she will recover as usual in three days." Mr. Chen, before noon, I took it upon myself to ask the waiter to bring a case of good wine and put it in the wine cabinet, hoping that moderate alcohol can help you relax. ”
I glanced over to the wine cabinet and thanked her for her carefulness: "Thank you, you can sleep well, I'm fine." ”
Wang Shi's cheers came from the room, accompanied by the movement of counting banknotes. A little girl like her, who is used to working alone outside, probably only thinks that the banknotes are the closest and doesn't care about anything else.
"Well, you go to bed early, too. Sylvie sighed softly and walked into the bedroom, pausing for a moment before slowly closing the door and locking it.
Outside the window, there are still thousands of lights, and every rich person who comes to Egypt treats this place as a gold grotto in the desert, and is more excited than going to Las Vegas. After all, in the eyes of the wealthy in Europe and the United States, Arab girls are always shrouded in a layer of psychedelic brilliance, which makes them crazy all the time. Moreover, the Egyptian government has always advocated "opening up all the markets and keeping all the money in the pockets of the rich in Europe and the United States", so the respect and courtesy that the rich receive in the local area is absolutely beyond their imagination.
"I'm just a passerby—" I stared at the Persian white veil swaying in the wind in front of the window, and carefully recalled every word Wang Shi had said in my mind, "Leng Xin is in the stone wall of the 'big corridor' inside the pyramid, she can speak, she has a normal and sober mind, but she can't break free and fall next to Wang Shi, what does this mean? I went, and if I was lucky, I could see her image, and if I was unlucky, I would not see anything, and I would run for nothing. ”
The reason why I didn't immediately rush to the desert after listening to Wang Shi's narration is also based on the above sober analysis.
Wang Shi's snoring was the first to come from the bedroom, and it is conceivable that after having such a large sum of money, she will have the happiest dream.
I walked into the bathroom, filled the tub with cold water, and then took off my clothes and sat in, the biting chill causing me to shiver uncontrollably three or four times in a row, and my teeth rattle.
"The closer one is to death, the clearer the mind becomes, and for every degree of body temperature dropped, the intensity of one's mind increases by a factor of 0.7. Each and every one of you must think of yourself as a 'superman', living close to the limits of the human body's tolerance, and only in this way can you be more fortunate to live than most people—" I remembered the classic theory that the instructor had said, and the corners of my lips moved slightly, and I wanted to laugh out loud, but the muscles on my face were already stiff from the excessive cold.
On the earth we live on, all social behaviors follow the principle of "people die for money, birds die for food", and there will be no love and hate for no reason, and there will be no senseless killing. Therefore, I can clearly judge that at this moment, an invisible chain of wealth is connecting all the forces that have stepped into the desert. Of course, now it seems that the chain is loose and careless, but because the treasure has not yet appeared, and the contradictions and conflicts between the parties are not fierce enough. Suppose that if the treasure that everyone is concerned about suddenly appears, it will be an earth-shattering thunderous battle.
I relaxed and slid silently into the water, the cold water quickly encompassing my whole body, and with the biting chill on my temples and the Baihui points above my head, my thoughts became clearer.
"Tang Mei and Bai Li are still in a stalemate - the battle between the Snake King forces and the Tang Sect in Shuzhong has just begun, I believe Bai Li will not be so impatient and easily cut off the source, after all, Tang Mei once told us about the bizarre episode of the 'Immortal Warrior Feast'. The two of them should have a lot in common about the 'Prometheus Fire', and it is not even known that they have gone from sworn enemies to allies under the lure of treasure. ”
I exhaled, and a string of blisters gurgled to the surface, in fact, I had never worried about Tang Mei from the beginning to the end. She was able to lead Aunt Tang and other masters to cross the border in a big way, of course, she came prepared, and all the unfavorable factors were considered.
"What did Leng Xin encounter? What are those entangled and coiled bodies?" I don't know how many times I silently asked myself.
If it was just a poisonous snake or a python, I wouldn't have to worry about it, because I had previously carried out secret missions on the "Snake Island" in the East China Sea of Asia, and no amount of poisonous snakes would frighten me, but they were not snakes - my sixth sense told me that it was something I had never touched before.
"In any case, as long as there is a glimmer of life to save Leng Xin, you must do it without hesitation, even if it is at the expense of yourself. "This is my vow to myself, and I will do it without being corroborated.
After a thorough cold bath, I felt that my body was much more relaxed, and the burden on my shoulders seemed to be let go one by one, just waiting for Wang Shi to take Wang Shi to the Great Pyramid early tomorrow morning to concentrate on coping with the various tests that followed.
The moment I stepped into the living room from the bathroom, I felt the smell of wine, and my right hand immediately reached into my trouser pocket, clenched the handle of the fighting knife, and looked at the half-lying guest on the sofa.
"And then—" He raised his left hand, and a swarthy wine bottle flew towards me in a gentle arc in mid-air.
I raised my left hand and caught the bottle, and before I could make any movement, the cork on the mouth of the bottle popped open, and the mellow aroma of French brandy hit my nose.
"The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. Little brother, how about I borrow flowers to offer a bottle of Buddha to you?" the man smiled faintly and raised the bottle of gold-labeled Remy Martin in his right hand.
He has a pale golden face, his eyes are half-closed, his lion's nose is slightly wrinkled, and the upturned corners of his mouth form a "everyone is drunk and I am awake" sneer. The European-style sofa in the living room was extremely large, but when he lay on it with his hands and feet open, the sofa suddenly appeared extremely short and narrow, which showed the size of this person.
"Good. I responded with only one word and walked slowly to the window.
The window of the living room was wide open, the white veil was flying more and more rapidly, and the cold midnight wind was blowing directly on my wet hair.
"Don't go over and seal my retreat, it's useless, and I don't want to go for a while. Good wine, guests, beauties, good days, all four beauties, how can I be willing to leave? Little brother, your girlfriend is very attentive to you, and she knows to fill the wine cabinet and wait for you to come back, this kind of girl is really getting rarer-" He craned his neck to drink, his Adam's apple choked up and down, and he kept making a huge "grunt" movement.
I lifted the curtain and let the night breeze blow through my hair.
"Little brother, what are you thinking? That bottle of wine is very expensive, wouldn't it be a great waste to open it for you and not drink it?" he muttered to himself.
My right hand was always on the hilt of the knife, and the other party drank with three holes in his throat, which almost caused me to raise my arms and send the knife, but at the last moment I held back calmly. The other party should have no malicious intent, otherwise I was unguarded when I was lying in the bathtub, and he might have done it a long time ago.
"Dry. I held up my bottle.
"Do you know who I am?" the corners of his eyebrows twitched slightly, and a cold light shot out of his narrowed eyes.
"Yes. I smiled faintly, but then shook my head, "However, I don't have a good memory lately, or I can't remember what happened tonight after drinking this bottle." ”
"The famous Chen Ying will not be so easily depressed, hehe, little brother, I never dare to despise you, including when you sleep in the bathtub. Someone said that the things you have experienced could be written into a hundred legendary novels, but you rarely tell them to others, and tonight is just an opportunity, can you tell me some happy and vengeful stories, swords and bloody stories?"
I pulled out the knife in my trouser pocket, silently placed it on the windowsill, and then opened my five fingers and lit it up to him: "I don't have any other weapons on me, I only talk about drinking tonight, regardless of the grudges between the rivers and lakes, okay?"
He was stunned, suddenly rose into the air, and after two weeks of rolling in mid-air, he fell back on the sofa, and three boxes, a modified giant revolver, and a soft python whip with a golden body appeared on the coffee table.
"Ha, I don't have any other weapons - but I know that your fists, palms, feet, and knees are the most powerful weapons, and it is said that three-time Muay Thai champion Samba has personally trained you, and even he is happy to call you a 'killing machine'?"
"Those are just the past, I am now just an ordinary person Chen Ying who lives in a corner of Hong Kong Island after fading out of the rivers and lakes, why should my predecessors mention it again?" In the eyes of others, my past is incomparably brilliant, but I can't imagine that it is just a burden for me, in fact, the days of returning to Hong Kong Island to live in seclusion are the most cherished in my life.
"So, you're really not interested in what the major factions are fighting for, just to find someone to get here?" he wiped his short half-gray hair, a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
I've explained the same question to different people many times, this time just nodding helplessly and silently.
"Little brother, I can trust your answer, but can so many people in the rivers and lakes who have killed the 'Prometheus Fire' with red eyes believe it?" he stroked his hair like a steel needle again, and let out a short, rapid "swish" sound.
I stared at his face: "Are you referring to the Yueqing Gang?"
He was slightly stunned: "How do you say it?"
I held up the wine bottle: "Wine is a confidant, don't go around." I can see that you have just fought with them, and that you have been wounded a lot, and that you have come to my room only to take refuge for a while. This time, the Yueqing Gang dared to attack Longtang without concealment, it can be seen that there must be greater invisible forces behind them, Yan Daxia, is my calculation still accurate?"
Wei Yueyan, the leader of the Longtang killer "Twenty-Eight Nights", is his name, a master of the rivers and lakes who was born in the Northern Shaolin Bone Burial Tower Monk Corps.
He got up slowly, clutching the wine bottle with both hands, and suddenly there was a trace of shame on his face: "You're right, half an hour ago, I did just suffer a heavy blow, but I didn't come here to hide from anything. Long before Professor Leng and them checked into the hotel, I was lurking here, and what Long Tang wanted to get was never allowed to be touched by others, so as soon as the people of the Yueqing Gang appeared tonight, it was an inevitable decisive battle. ”
My face was silent, but my heart was suddenly shocked: "Could it be that Leng Xin and Professor and his party deliberately used the Moonlight Hotel as their camp in a low-key manner, and there is also an ulterior meaning?"
On the surface, several seemingly unrelated things seem to be gradually emerging in a tangled myriad of threads, and the Moonlight Hotel in which we are is is a huge background that carries all the stories. When Sikong Xingxing and Cai Xiaofo mentioned the twin female killers of Longtang, the sixth sense reminded me - "Everyone will be involved, and no one will be able to get out of the whole body after that!"
There have been countless similar examples in the history of the rivers and lakes, along with the birth of a long-lost artifact, at least 10,000 people will die for it, becoming an offering to the artifact. After the artifact absorbs so many dead and undead, its supernatural power will become more and more powerful, and it will be passed on forever.
We shuddered, not for the night wind, but for the endless slaughter that was coming.
"Little brother, what are you thinking?" Wei Yueyan stroked his left chest, and under the cover of the black calfskin jacket, a criss-cross knife mark was draped across his left breast, which was the only weakness of the "Shaolin Golden Bell Jar".
"I was thinking that the person who could issue this 'Ontario Cross Knife' would not be from Vietnam itself, but from their American chapter and had served in the Special Forces for many years. Yan Daxia, what you encountered was-" I wanted to say the word "Li Tian", but after my eyes fell on that wound for the second time, I suddenly overturned my conclusion.
What could leave such a narrow and light wound must be a thin and narrow knife, not the kind of fighting knife that Li Tian commonly used. In the same way, if Li Tian made a move, Wei Yueyan might not be able to sit here and drink and chat.
"A woman—" We said these four words almost at the same time, and the wry smile on Wei Yueyan's face deepened.
He fell into the underworld after being expelled by the Shaolin Temple monk corps ten years ago, and after thousands of killings and tempering, he established his status in the rivers and lakes, becoming the head of the "Twenty-Eight Nights". Now, he is injured in the hands of a woman, the pain of the wound is nothing, what really suffers is his heart and self-confidence.
"You ought to know the origin of that woman, little brother, tell me, lest anyone in the 'Twenty-Eight Nights' be killed or wounded. He stared at me eagerly.
I avoided his question and asked with a smile: "Yan Daxia, 'Twenty-Eight Nights' Biji, it's enough to turn Cairo City over, what else is there to worry about?"
Twenty-Eight Residences is the number one killer camp under the command of Long Tang, and it will never be dispatched as a whole without a major event, so I have reason to suspect that Long Tang will launch a major operation in Cairo.
"You haven't answered my question yet?" Wei Yueyan smiled, and her critical gaze slowly rested on my face like a blue blade.
"Yes, everyone has the right to keep some of their privacy, and I'm not obligated to explain it to my friends from the Dragon Hall. I heard that Mr. Zhuge Changqing, the 'Iron and Blood Military Master' beside the dragon head of Longtang, has a very deep study of Zhou Yi gossip, innate retreat techniques, and even any kind of prophecy technique in ancient and modern China and abroad, maybe it is convenient to call back, what can he tell you - but, don't touch my friend, otherwise everyone will not look good!"
I heard a strange noise in the bedroom, and suddenly clenched the bottle, and looked back at him with the same cold gaze.
"Hehe......" he looked up and sneered, a little disdainful of my hostility, "Little brother, there are three girls in it, who do you care about the most? The ancients often said that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, but you soak in the bathtub alone and take a cold shower, it is too beautiful, right?"
"Don't touch my friend—" I lowered my voice, my face sinking as the resentment that had accumulated in my chest grew to a desire for catharsis. Actually, I'm only worried about Xiwei, and for some reason, the more I try to arrange her situation, the more she puts her in danger, so my heart is full of apologies to her all the time.
"I'm not going to touch your friend, and the advisor hasn't ordered anything to do to you. Little brother, don't think too badly of the people of Longtang, if you really want to be unfavorable to you, you won't be safe at this moment-" He smiled rather conceitedly, as if he wanted to leave me enough room for imagination.
At this moment, I keenly observed a slight tremor in his chest pocket, it was a mobile phone that was set to vibrate for incoming calls, it must have been news from Wei Yueyan's companion.
"Little brother, if you're worried about those three girls, why don't you open the door and take a look? I know, the most beautiful girl didn't really lock the door, hehehe, the lord is here, since the other party has a hint of a good invitation, why don't you hurry up and return the favor?" he turned sideways, hiding the vibrating phone.
I placed the bottle on the windowsill, walked silently to the bedroom door, gently grasped the chrome spherical handle, and slowly swirled the bedroom door, and the milky white lamp light flowed silently.
Xi Wei was lying on the big bed, the dragon elephant girl and Wang Shi were sleeping on the mattresses under the window, and the quilts on the three of them were well covered, without the slightest sign of being disturbed. The large windows of the bedroom were closed, the curtains and curtains were intact, and of course no enemies would break in. I hesitated, dodged through the door, and walked to the suite bathroom on the left.
"The situation is not very good, the enemy is too strong, and I suspect that there are several governments involved in this...... What does the military advisor say? I mean, don't touch people who are not easy to mess with, Chen Ying is unfathomable, and it is not so simple to deal with. In short, the purpose of our actions in Cairo is to never cause trouble, and when the opportunity is not good, immediately retract the defense, understand?"
Wei Yueyan's voice was very low, but I still heard most of it, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake my head: "Am I unfathomable? Why do I always feel that I haven't caught the core of Leng Xin's disappearance case from beginning to end, but has fallen more and more into the whirlpool torrent?"
The bathroom was clean and tidy, and a bouquet of pink roses that had not yet had time to wither was placed in the corner of the sink, and the dark fragrance floated invisibly.
"It's fine. I let out a sigh of relief, turned and walked out.
Syvi suddenly rolled over, sighed heavily, and threw one arm out of the quilt, revealing the golden petals embroidered on the cuffs of her pajamas. The light of the floor lamp was dim, and for a moment it made me feel like a dream, as if she would wake up in the next second and gently call my name.
"Leng Xin, Miss Leng......" She was dreaming, and turned over again, her dark hair shook, and half of it covered her face.
My heart was stabbed all of a sudden, and a sharp pain rushed straight up from the dantian, and my internal organs seemed to be flipped over with a "bang". She didn't forget Leng Xin's existence in her sleep, but I almost fell into an inexplicable hallucination just now, transferring my feelings for Leng Xin to her.
The dragon elephant girl was also turning over, her arms sticking out of the quilt, and her ten fingers forming a strange handprint above her head. Only Wang Shi'an curled up quietly under the quilt, making an even sweet snoring sound. When I think about it, a girl like her, who works alone outside the home, must be the happiest when she gets a large amount of wealth of her own, and every second of her dreams are surrounded by joy.
On the contrary, successful girls of Leng Xin's class often forget the most essential happiness in life, and have been tirelessly pursuing lofty goals that may not be attainable in their lifetime until they lose themselves.
"Miss Leng, Miss Leng......" Xiwei probably dreamed of something, and her murmur suddenly increased.
I walked briskly to the door, wiped the cold sweat from my forehead, and stopped focusing on her. In Cairo, a beautiful desert city, maybe she and I just met in the water, passed by in a few months or even weeks, and never saw each other again. Therefore, even if there are occasional light waves in the heart, it should not continue.
Wei Yueyan had already finished the phone call and was frowning and pondering.
"What's the matter? I didn't lie to you, did I? Long Tang wouldn't touch those girls, hehe......" He laughed slightly awkwardly, but he couldn't hide a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
I adjusted my mood and smiled faintly: "The woman you met may be the legendary 'Lightning Ji' in the rivers and lakes——"
He changed color, the wine bottle trembled, and he almost fell to the ground: "Oh? I see, I see. ”
Wei Yueyan became famous ten years ago, and if it weren't for his outstanding features, Long Tang would not have made him the leader of the Twenty-Eight Nights. This kind of unparalleled master Su Ri must be moody, but today he has lost his temper in front of me again and again, and the reason for this is probably that the situation is indeed so serious that it cannot be controlled. Thinking about it on the other hand, which side of the force will make the Dragon Hall master embarrassed so much?
"Little brother, hasn't 'Lightning Ji' already been recruited by the Pentagon?" he frowned and thought for no less than twenty seconds before asking cautiously.
I nodded, and he poured a large sip of wine on his back, not bothering to wipe the wine marks from the corners of his mouth, and then asked: "So, isn't every one of her actions dispatched by the Pentagon?
As the world's number one superpower, the United States has always prided itself on being the "policeman of the Pacific and the guardian of the earth." Based in the Americas, the United States has long extended its precise and keen tentacles into the three continents of Asia, Africa, and Europe. It is no exaggeration to say that whether it is the North and South Poles, up and down the ocean, or outside the center of the earth, as long as human activities can reach, there will definitely be Americans involved. Therefore, a humanist once said such a meaningful sentence - "There are actually only three kinds of people on the earth, namely, Americans, friends of the United States, and enemies of the United States."
A white light suddenly flashed outside the window, and a circle of light with a diameter of less than half a meter silently shone on the roof of the living room, reflecting the crystal chandelier brilliantly.
"Huh?" Wei Yueyan was startled again, and just looked up, the second aperture appeared again, closely juxtaposed with the first, exactly the same.
The extreme range of the powerful flashlight was more than a few hundred meters, so it was not surprising that someone was standing somewhere downstairs and sending out an aperture signal, but Wei Yueyan's face had changed drastically, the wine bottle fell on the carpet, and half a bottle of spirits was gurgling outward. His right hand was in his arms, his left hand reached into his trouser pocket, and he bit his lip into a state of imminent alert.
A shrill whistle sounded suddenly, druffling all the noise of the night, and clearly reaching my ears.
The end of the whistle faded down, and the second man's whistle sounded, and they all fell outside our window. The sound of clothes sweeping the wind and nervous wheezing became one in an instant, and a girl shouted urgently: "Uncle Yan, Uncle Yan, the enemy is too piercing, just behind, just behind-"
The wine bottle that had been placed on the windowsill was kicked away, and it hit me head-on, and a girl in white entered through the window like a dragonfly, unable to restrain her rush, hooked the chandelier with her left hand, and swung around, and the short gun in her right hand pointed steadily at the window.