Chapter 45

There is such a kind of people in this world, they are like wild animals, as if they are born with the ability to track.

Seven days.

Without any information, Liu Yanbo found out Jiuye's daily life and found his nine private houses.

Liu Yanbo already knows what should be mastered, what should not be mastered, what is useful and useless.

There is also a kind of people in the world who are like ghosts, and the darkness is their stage -

the weather in summer is like a child's face, which changes as it is said.

Towards the evening, there was a sudden downpour, which lasted for three hours.

The night is deep and the rain has stopped.

Outside the window, it was as dark as ink, and there were several dim stars in the distant sky.

The room was blacker, with only a little scarlet light and dark.

Liu Yanbo leans on the head of the bed in his clothes. He is speechless. His eyes are shining like the night.

He hasn't been bloodthirsty for a long time.

He heard a slight sound, which was the sound of turning off the lights in the next room.

Yin hanruo is going to bed.

This is not a special function, but an instinct tempered by countless life and death.

Liu Yanbo snuffed out his cigarette end. He slowly got up and walked to the window, walking as light as a civet cat.

Open the window, the house is silent.

It's a miserable night.

When the breeze blows, the people by the window have already disappeared.

The killing is about to begin -

outside the western suburbs.

With the development of Haishi's economy, more and more people come to the city to seek opportunities to excel. The central area is already overcrowded, and even the most remote suburbs are overcrowded.

There are only so many opportunities, everyone wants to seize them, everyone is working hard, some get, some lose.

What is lost is not disheartened. It is still left to some day in the future, but the food and clothing in front of us must be solved.

The price of the prosperous area is skyrocketing. Whether it is to buy or rent, it is no longer affordable for people struggling at the bottom.

Clapboard room, simple facilities, narrow and messy, cobweb like paths extending in all directions

It is far away from the prosperity, but it is the place where many people dream of starting -

in the most remote place in the western suburbs, there is a striking and unique folk house, which has two floors, and is surrounded by a low-rise residential house with only one floor.

It's high, just like its master.

It's midnight, and the far away place is covered by night. Only this piece of houses is still full of lights.

They are like the most loyal guards, guarding their king, sleeping all night.

Good.

Jiuye's most secret nest is here.

This was the place where his dream began.

Only here, he will become unscrupulous, play the most beautiful woman, count the money can not be seen, hide people who should not

Here, he is the only one in charge.

Under the gloomy night, even the light seems to become bleak, which makes people feel depressed.

A sharp flash of lightning suddenly tore the night sky, and then thunder rolled in, as fast and violent as a drum of war.

Is it going to rain again?

On the balcony on the second floor, Jiuye shook his head helplessly. The weather tonight was as bad as his mood.

"Jiuye, it's going to rain soon. Come in." The speaker was an old man about fifty.

"How long have you been with me, old man?" Jiuye looked down at the brilliant lights and his kingdom.

"Thirty one years." The old ghost answers without thinking.

"In thirty-one years, you little devil of that time has become an old ghost now. When you are old, I am old too." Jiuye's face is full of vicissitudes, but his eyes are more and more fierce. "We haven't suffered such a big loss in a long time."

Slightly, nine Ye continues to ask: "Xue Long's injury how?"

"Completely abandoned. He can only spend the rest of his life in bed, no different from the living dead. " The old ghost lowered his head and lowered his hand. He couldn't see any expression fluctuation on his face, which was very insipid. "Jiuye, he is also suffering from living, or should I give him a ride?"

"Well It's a pity that it's a good idea. " Jiuye sighed a long sigh. There was a trace of intolerance in his expression. But soon, he recovered to the posture that an owl hero should have. "This revenge must be avenged."

This is the conclusion.

Jiuye's conclusion is an order, which is used to carry out.

The old ghost retreated to one side in silence.

When the first drop of rain fell, Jiuye finally turned around and walked into the house.

There was someone in the room, who had just come in. He sat on the sofa in twos and threes. His mouth was full of birdsong that he could not understand. Seeing him coming in, someone got up and asked in unskilled Chinese: "nine masters, have you found out the whereabouts of our young master?""Your young master is not in the hands of the police. He is being held in the military area."

As soon as the words fell, there was a bird's talk in the room. It seemed that there was a dispute. The quarrel was very painful.

Cough ～

Jiuye coughed gently. When all the people in the room were quiet and looked at him, he said slowly: "I have a way to let you save your young master, but before that, you have to kill one person for me."

Then he took a picture from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.

Someone took a look at the picture, and the harsh Chinese language did not affect his disdain: "just a taxi driver, but we still need our help?"

The person in the picture is no one else. It is Liu Yanbo. He is sitting in a taxi and laughing happily.

Nine masters really did not plan to be good. As he said, it has been a long time since no one let him suffer such a big loss.

Liu Yanbo's appearance not only made him lose a capable man, but also hindered his ambition to reunite with the underground world of HaiHai City, and made him lose face in front of his supporters.

People live a face.

Jiuye looks at his old face very seriously. The people who have hit him in the face have disappeared inexplicably. He doesn't want this taxi driver to be an exception.

"You'd better not look down upon him, or you will die." Jiuye never despises any enemy, which is one of the reasons why he can live to the present. "This is China, where crouching tigers and hidden dragons are located, which is not comparable to that of Southeast Asia."

Jiuye's impertinent words did not cause any dissatisfaction, because he was talking about a fact.

A rather obscene moustache stood up from the sofa, reached out his hand and took the photo in his companion's hand, glanced at it with a smile and said: "Jiuye doesn't know that our" undercurrent "people don't belong to any region. Any country in the world is our stage. Southeast Asia is, and Huaxia, the crouching tiger, hidden dragon, is no exception. Kill one on our stage People, in the words of Chinese people, it's as easy as a duck's back. "

"If you don't believe me, I'll kill the taxi driver for you tomorrow." The obscene man laughs and says the five words "taxi driver" very loud.

Arrogant!

Arrogance to blind arrogance.

Huaxia may not be the largest country in the world, but it is the safest country in the world. It is a forbidden area for killers and mercenaries. They dare to step in and kill without mercy --

a more violent thunder suddenly blows, and there is a violent storm and rain, accompanied by a more gloomy murderous spirit than the night.

"You will not have tomorrow."

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