Apocalyptic Forecast

　　 Forty-six hours ago, Yingzhou.

　　 Existing time at 23:05, the sky was drizzling, and outside Kobe Jinling Street, a car with a Danba license plate quietly stopped at the intersection.

　　 The young man in the back row pushed the door out, holding up the umbrella unhurriedly.

　　 When the slightly immature face was raised, it was illuminated by the neon flickering in the distance.

　　 At the front of the street, two rows of big men in suits did not hold umbrellas, bathed in the rain, looked serious, shouted and respectfully leaned over to greet the visitors.

　　 "Wow, the pomp is so big?"

　　The hut in the forest blew a whistle and laughed: "Do you still want to be so magnificent when your family eats a meal?"

　　 At the position of the co-pilot, someone got out of the car.

　　The middle-aged man has a very strange style of painting. He is wearing sportswear, but he has a slanted Tachibana slung around his waist. His face was shaggy, his hair curled up, his back buckled, and he looked like an old monkey.

　　 followed the young man, grinning at the greeters on both sides.

　　 The cigarette at the corner of his mouth spit out on the ground and was stomped out.

　　 Just like that, followed the young man into the abdomen of Liuhehui.

　　 walked through the long quiet street, under the gaze of countless lights, stepped into the vermilion main entrance, passed through the hall, and moved straight forward.

　　 Being familiar is like going home.

　　 Along the way, Lin Jiu smiled enthusiastically, and greeted the acquaintances he was going with. It's just that, this time, those smiles that were full of enthusiasm in the past have become a little reluctant, and they retreat, not daring to speak much.

　　 And outside the hall, in the waiting area, the expressions on the strange faces that came out were also different.

　　 Silla people with tattoos, Russian people in sportswear, and Yingzhou people in suits and shoes who are as meticulous as office workers... Americans with bronze skin, and even dark Egyptians.

　　 Those outsiders who are separated from each other are all smoking and chatting, whether they are old or young, male or female, different.

　　 It's just that there is a cruel aura on his body without exception.

　　 is like a beast in the crowd.

　　 Hearing the approaching footsteps in the distance, the look in his eyes became bad.

　　 The old monkey behind Lin Jiu scratched his cheeks.

　　 But the hut in the forest turned a deaf ear to it and kept going.

　　 is unobstructed.

　　 Until the last door, he was stopped by the arm of a blood relative.

　　 The middle-aged man with his arms in his arms leaned in front of the gate, looking at the appearance of Lin Jiu, raised his hand and motioned him to spread his arms.

　　 "Why do you have to search your eleventh brother?"

　　The cabin in the forest widened his eyes suspiciously: "Such a student?"

　　 Lin Shiyi curled his lips: "Sixth Uncle said that others can do whatever they want, but Xiao Nineteen wants to search. In case of another fairy jump, his old man can't bear it."

　　 "Where can it be, haha."

　　The innocent hut in the forest, let his cousin search: "The teacher is not there, even if I have explosives all over my body, I can't hurt Liu Shugong a hair, right?"

　　 Eleven brother didn't answer, he searched him carefully, and finally released his hand, patted his shoulder, let the position open, and let go of the passage.

　　 The old monkey with the knife wanted to follow, but Eleven Brother raised his hand and stopped.

　　 The middle-aged man smiled mildly and reminded: "Idlers are not allowed to enter, thank you."

　　 "I carry the bag." The old monkey raised his eyes and explained seriously.

　　 Lin Shixi did not speak, but looked at him with a smile.

　　 The old monkey also laughed and looked at his neck.

　　 The fingers on the waist flicked.

　　 is like jumping on an invisible keyboard.

　　 looked at each other silently.

　　 until the forest hut in front of the door turned back: "There is no need to worry, Senior Komagawa, the whole family is just drinking tea... The Sixth Uncle will not harm me, right?"

　　 The second half of the sentence was addressed to the smokey and misty room.

　　 is in the house, in a solidified atmosphere, the long tables are already full of guests from all sides, and smoke is engulfing every cold and gloomy face.

　　 Only the old man at the end of the long table still smiles kindly.

　　 "Where is this? My Xiao Nineteen is on the site of Uncle Liu, who can touch your hair?"

　　 Then, the smile of the hut in the woods became more cheerful.

　　 walked in and closed the door.

　　 swaggered off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and sat on the last chair at the end of the long table, looking up at the faces around him, whether he was familiar or unfamiliar.

warm regards.

　　 "Is everyone here so early? Have you eaten? Don't just drink tea when you are old, it hurts your stomach."

　　 No one responded.

　　The cabin in the forest did not expect an answer.

　　 without embarrassment, he held his chin and looked at them.

The third-in-command of the K-party "Red Nose" Ronnie; Grand Pope Numahara Kenichi of the Illuminati sect; Dajin Kanichi, the representative of the Nuji regiment; Chen Libo, the red stick of the big circle; Johnson, the old godfather of the American Mafia; Egypt Silas, the drug giant...

　　 The chiefs with names in the underground of Kyoto are all gathered here today.

　　 even includes people who were not expected by the hut in the woods...

　　 He raised his eyes and looked at the place next to Liu Shugong, the graceful old woman in a suit: "Is the fourth aunt here too?"

"is not that right?"

　　 The fourth aunt smiled kindly: "I heard that Xiao Nineteen has a promising future, the old lady is worried, let me take a look. Don't worry, the fourth aunt is here, and no one can touch you today."

　　 "Then you have to rely on Siyi for blessing."

Lin XIX chewed the grapes in the fruit plate and let out a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, such a big battle would make me feel a little bottomless... Hey, why didn't I see Mr. Wajima? And the old lady Sada? Wasn't it okay when we met again? Why didn't you come today suddenly? Wouldn't you be really angry?"

　　 "……"

　　 In the brief silence, everyone's expressions became ugly.

"They're dead." Da Jin glanced at the seemingly innocent young man coldly: "One yesterday, one this morning...they were all the hands of an old monkey-like swordsman, don't you forget? ?"

　　The cabin in the forest was taken aback, couldn't help but pat his head.

　　 "Look at my memory..." He smiled awkwardly: "I saw you a few of you are still alive, don't you think they are also safe? Forgot, forgot."

　　 As soon as he said a word, everyone's expression became ferocious.

　　 Angry.

　　 If it hadn't been for Liu Shugong, who was the first to preside over the meeting, to suddenly raise his eyes and forcibly suppress those restless killing intent, I am afraid that some people in the venue today would draw a knife and be born and die.

　　 "Xiao Nineteen, everyone knows that you have been fierce lately. There is no need to show off your prestige here anymore. Give Liu Shugong a face and say a few words less."

　　 "Okay, okay."

Lin XIX reluctantly shrugged, tilted his head to spit grape seeds on the ground, and said casually: "If it weren't for your old man to speak, I wouldn't want to come at all today... It's meaningless if you come, just say the numbers. I can’t tell why, in case it gets quarreled and it makes face look ugly."

　　 "There are some things, how can you know if you don't talk about it?"

　　 Liu Shugong picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and he kindly suggested: "Everyone just wants to do business. There is no need for some trivial misunderstandings. The city is full of troubles, right?"

　　 "To be honest, I'm under a lot of pressure now to get to the point where a full-scale war starts."

　　The cabin in the forest shook his head: "Everyone is a big boss, we have a good life, no one wants to put their hands in other people's pots.

　　 What about the Danbo census and the registration of mixed household registration statistics. This is the arrangement made by the teacher before leaving. I am a student who only nods and executes. Where can I make irresponsible remarks? "

　　 He slapped his hands, and innocently defended: "Look, this is the task of the teacher, so why bother for me, right?"

　　 With a relaxed flick of two, five or six, he threw the pot into outer space.

　　 It seems like he wasn't the one who murdered the whole family a few days ago!

　　 Feeling those angry eyes that are about to split, Lin XIX has a cheeky, grin, showing a sincere expression: "Everyone, give me face, how about sending those beastly traits to register?

　　 Anyway, having been a tool man for so many years, and there is nothing to live for, just take it as something good and let them shine in the sun for a few days at the end? "

　　 He put his hands together, and once again suggested: "Is it okay to think about it? Just do good deeds and accumulate virtue."

　　 For the past few days, the entire underground world of Kyoto has been restless.

　　 The war lasted more than a month, the struggle without blood and the fight with blood but not the light, everything started because of this.

　　 From the Danbo census at the beginning to the registration of mixed household registration, and even the protection of human rights... every decision signed by the branch school is a digging into the pot of everyone here.

　　 Whether it is the processing and trafficking of prohibited drugs, the mining of illegal precious metals, the urgently needed test products in various underground laboratories, and even the custom industry, usury, food processing and so on...

　　The existence of every cheap human resource is the cornerstone of this city in the shadows, and it is a ‘normal’ that is hard to shake by anyone.

　　 This is not something that the rise of the inner circle of Tanba can change.

　　 If you act rashly, it will only make the predators in the muddy water react.

　　 Therefore, what happened is not difficult to imagine.

　　 is like turning into the enemy of everyone in an instant.

　　 hits a wall everywhere, enemies all over the world.

　　 From the beginning of relaxation, followed by temptation, then friction and the final explosion, the blood washed the places where the light could not be found time and time again.

　　 It is clear that the order of no accident has just ended, and all-out war is coming once again.

　　 Everyone stood on the edge of the cliff.

　　 looked at the slightly immature face and his smile.

　　 did not respond.

　　 Liu Shugong stayed out of the matter, did not say a word, just drank tea quietly, as a mediator, doing this is the best of his benevolence.

　　 Success or failure in the future has nothing to do with him.

　　 But other people's sights quickly turned towards the head... Beside the sixth uncle who looked like a clay puppet, the middle-aged woman who smiled kindly.

　　 "Actually, everything is not to the point of life and death."

　　 Fourth aunt finally spoke, and said with a smile: "If you don't hurt your harmony on the rivers and lakes, don't hurt your harmony."

Xiao Nineteen was young, and it was the time when he made meritorious deeds. The people here are all uncles and uncles, who can help... Since Danbo wants it, everyone has the mixed species on hand and put it together and give it back. Isn't Tamba that? "

　　 The unspeakable Yingzhou dialect with Wu Nong's soft language can't be spoken softly, but when the slender phoenix eyes glance at the person below, they are vaguely threatening.

　　 Six uncles still didn't say a word, just drinking tea in silence.

　　 The heart-pounding depression lingered in the hearts of everyone, causing their expressions to change...

　　Mom sells batches, and asks for half of it from her own hands as soon as she speaks!

　　 This is completely different from what I said beforehand, OK!

　　You people from the Lin family are really improper!

　　 But now, either the jade will be burned, the fish will die, the net will be broken, or half of the black people will be let go. Is there any other choice?

　　In the brief silence, everyone finally made a sway.

　　 "If this is the case, so be it."

　　 The first to speak was the dark-skinned Egyptian Silas. In his chemistry laboratory, the group of mixed species that planted grass and made medicine was the fastest to change. Even half of the old, weak, sick, and disabled would not hurt anything.

　　 Instead, Ronnie's face changed with the red nose.

　　 Recently, most of the profits of Huangquan Biliangsaka's hybrid smuggling were in their hands. Suddenly asking him to let go, it was almost cutting his flesh.

　　 But the situation is stronger than that of people.

　　 Seeing everyone nodded slowly, even the people of the Illuminati sect chose to submit, what can he do...

　　 can only grit his teeth and nod.

　　 After a brief silence, Lin nineteen looked at those faces and finally let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Finally, I looked at the head.

　　 still not sure.

　　 "Aunt Si, you can call the shots, half?"

　　 The graceful woman nodded calmly: "Don't worry, as long as there is one missing, the fourth aunt will supply you."

　　 So the hut in the forest laughed.

　　 probed around again.

　　 "Everyone thinks so?"

　　 For a time, everyone nodded one after another, not wanting to be in this situation.

　　 "If this is the case, everyone, have a cup of tea."

　　 In the entire conference room, above the long table, the only young man with the right to war laughed, took the lead in holding up the teacup, and saluting:

　　 "How about today's matter if it is over?"

　　 Facing his invitation, those gloomy faces that were originally bereaved, forced a smile from the host and the host, wanting to end as soon as possible.

　　 As for the days to come, it will still grow.

　　 There is always an account that can be calculated slowly.

　　 In this way, in the scent of tea, everyone's laughter became kind and harmless.

　　 It’s fun.

　　 Whether it was jerky or skillful, he drank all the tea in his cup to show the establishment of the covenant.

　　 Finally, the forest hut put down the tea cup in his hand.

　　 wiped his mouth.

He says:

　　 "Then go to war."

　　 accompanied by his words, there was a faint roar.

　　 The light of fire suddenly came from the rain-shrouded city in the distance.

The moment he made the decision, from Kyoto to Osaka, from Hiraizaka to the distant Tsushima, Sishima, and Hokkaido... countless huge vehicles rushed out of the darkness, and in the carriages that were pushed away, there were waiting for a long time. The Jidaos held swords in their hands and attacked their intended opponents.

　　 All-out war came at this moment.

　　 The harsh alarm bell burst from the Liuhehui headquarters, and a sharp scream came from outside the door.

　　 For a while, everyone's complexion changed, including the fourth aunt who was still smiling just now. The big men whose expressions changed suddenly drew out their weapons and aimed them at the faces of the hut in the forest. They were already furious at this time.

　　 Even Liu Shugong's tea-drinking movement stopped in place.

　　 The dark pupils lifted up.

　　The high-ranking person on the road of evil industry looked down and looked at the kid who made trouble in front of him indifferently.

　　 "Xiao Nineteen, where are you making trouble?"

　　 "Do what you should have done, Liu Shugong."

　　 In front of those muzzles, the forest hut tilted its head, lit the cigarette at the corner of its mouth, and blew out a cigarette lightly: "The mediation meeting is over, the peace talks have failed, and the tea for the guests is drunk. What else can I do?"

　　 He grinned and smiled mockingly.

　　 "Of course it's a war."

　　 In the dead silence, another pair of cold eyes looked here.

　　 "Xiao Nineteen, is this teasing me?"

　　 Si Yi's smile disappeared.

The graceful face became cold and gloomy, without the blood of a living person, only pale like burnt ashes, long hair curled and squirmed like a snake, choosing people to eat: "Or, you have grown up, You have a good life, you don't even pay attention to the fourth aunt?"

　　 "Where are you Siyi, I don't want to offend your old man."

　　 Lin XIX took off the cigarette in a puzzled manner and pinched it out in his hand, "Look, I am very grateful for your care, and I very much agree with your idea that peace is the most important thing, and I especially agree with your idea.

　　Just, the only problem is here. "

　　 He raised his finger, pointed at himself, and asked his elders in confusion, "When did I **** say it—just half of it?"

　　 At that moment, his respect disappeared.

　　 A fierce flame burst out of his eyes, cruelly rising: "Come here today, I respect you as an elder, but which green onion are you? When is it your turn to talk about Kyoto?"

　　 Behind him, the door panel suddenly shattered.

　　 seems to be cut off by an invisible sword.

　　 A awkward figure fell in, staggered back, supporting the table, almost unable to get up. Lin Shi, who had been guarding the door, opened his mouth, vomiting blood, and raised his broken right arm, pointing at the figure who walked in through the door.

　　 The warrior with curly beard and hair, like an old monkey.

　　 The loose and loose sportswear has been dyed red with blood, and it has become so sad, full of cracks and gunshot wounds. The blood flowing on that face could not hide the darkness below.

　　 Cursed corpses spread on his face.

　　 Still, I dare not smile.

Withstood the Six Uncle’s killing intent, he walked into the hall step by step, tilted his head and said to the young man beside him: "Everything outside has been taken care of clearly... but your cousin cut a hand by accident. , It's okay."

　　 "It's okay, it's okay."

　　The Cabin in the Forest glanced at his embarrassed cousin, and indifferently retracted his gaze: "The surgeon of the Lin family is the best in Dongxia, but if you take a breath, go back and sew two stitches and rest a few days.

　　 On the table next to him, Lin Shixi suddenly roared, propped up his body, trying to catch him.

　　 But then, a palm suddenly stretched out, firmly grasping his face, and pressing him to death on the table, like holding a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

　　 is as stable as iron tongs, and he should not be shaken in the slightest.

It is the hut in the forest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ everybody, you guys come to tell me to talk about things, I talked, you want to ask me for tea, I drank it, you want to be sincere, I gave it... but you Tell me what? half? "

　　 Regardless of the pulling of his cousin’s other hand, he raised his bloodied face, looked around at everyone here, and told them every word:

　　 "I **** run so far to come here, do you think I'm here to beg from the shantang!"

　　 "Today, here, I will say it for the last time! Give me all the hybrids in your hands!"

　　 "Either, all, or die!"

　　 The sharp knife was pulled out, shaken his hand, and nailed to the long table, buzzing, reflecting the stiff faces.

　　 "And you, Liu Shugong——"

　　 The ferocious young man raised his eyes and looked at the old man at the end of the long table indifferently, like a young snake spitting out a message to a python, with the same darkness and tyranny.

"You want the site, and you want to reach out to Danbo, you can tell me, why push a idiot at home out to talk? You have to remember that no matter how many people die today or how much you lose, it will be given to the fourth aunt This idiot is stupid!"

　　 The screaming screams sounded.

　　 Scarlet bursts.

　　 Because his hand holding the knife was suddenly pressed down, the sharp knife cut a deep gap on the table, and cut off the cousin's other hand.

　　 A severed hand flew up and landed in front of Fourth Aunt's furious face, with five fingers still twitching, seeking help in vain.

　　 And below, the young man holding the knife glanced at her face, and did not hide his contempt and disgust: "Would it be useful to wear a suit and tie and take the big brother on the phone?"

　　 "Eat shit!"