End of Mystery

Xiao Xiao was angry in his heart.

After all, he was the victim, and it was the people from the Red Eye Club who found him first and wanted to kill him.

However, now that they came here, they looked angry, and even pointed guns at themselves without saying a word.

Don't they know how stressful it is for a newcomer to be pointed at with a gun?

So Xiao Xiao didn't intend to speak while being pointed at with a gun by the other party. No matter what he said, he seemed too passive. Therefore, when others looked at him with a calm face, he had already quickly thought of how to respond to the other party—— Of course, he is not a character who likes to cause trouble. In fact, as a newcomer, he planned to show his sincerity to every stranger.

But the circle of foreigners seems to have no habit of reasoning.

Also in the process, he noticed Yang Jia's expression.

Although she had already been pointed at her temples, her expression was still calm, but her pupils shrank slightly.

The extremely sensitive state allowed Xiao Xiao to see her confidence and everything was under control.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Xiao noticed the man with the ivory cane, and the man's eyes stopped looking at him.

Instead, he looked at the man in the jacket, who seemed even more alluring, as if he was trying to exert some kind of influence.

And the man who pointed the gun at him looked angry, but in fact, his Adam's apple seemed to be a little nervous, and his legs were trembling slightly. What's more, don't look at his angry face. It looks like the safety on the gun is not on.

It turned out that the other party didn't really want to come up and shoot himself, but was just used to talking to people like this.

Then talk to him like this!

...

...

There was a "beep", and the sound of pulling the trigger sounded.

The people present stood up abruptly, their faces were livid, and some emojis were even out of shock.

And the face of the man in the jacket who was pointed at by Xiao Xiao was even more frightened.

He was so frightened that he took a step back, the gun in his hand almost fell to the ground, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, and his chest heaved unceasingly.

There was a whimpering sound in his throat, it seemed that he screamed out of fright, but he just held it back.

Everyone present was really scared by this scene, and it was even beyond comprehension:

What the hell is going on?

How could he pull out his gun and point it back so slowly when he was being pointed at by a gun, and even actually shot?

Why didn't Ma Nan shoot him first?

...Oh, Ma Nan really shouldn't, he is impulsive, but he is not stupid...

So, what the hell is this thing that Yang Jia brought?

"Crack...crack..."

There was the sound of the trigger being pulled in the air, and Xiao Xiao clicked it twice, but no bullet came out.

Then Xiao Xiao showed a strange expression on his face, and said with a smile: "Oh, I forgot, all the bullets in my gun are used up."

"you……"

The man in the jacket was panting heavily, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground.

He froze for a few seconds before realizing that he had been tricked.

The Adam's apple rolled violently, and from the corner of the eye, everyone around looked shocked and watched this scene nervously.

Only Yang Jia and the man she brought here had faint smiles on their faces.

For a moment, an indescribable sense of shame suddenly flooded into my mind.

Some kind of obvious banter and a strong sense of shame, it was as if he stripped himself naked in front of everyone.

"you you……"

He roared in a low voice, the veins on his forehead were exposed, accompanied by large beads of sweat.

Suddenly he gritted his teeth and pulled the bolt of the gun violently, then raised the gun again and pointed at Xiao Xiao's face.

This time, invisible rage affected him, and he really dared to shoot.

But at this moment, Xiao Xiao still only smiled and looked at him calmly.

"Horse man, stop."

But at this moment, the white fur man with a pair of bewitching eyes suddenly spoke in a low voice.

But at such a furious moment, the man in the jacket even vaguely had the urge to disobey his orders, just wanting to regain his dignity.

However, this time, Yang Jia who was standing next to Xiao Xiao's face darkened and his pupils shrank slightly.

The man in the jacket suddenly felt that the gun in his hand seemed to be hundreds of times heavier.

The invisible weight was on his hand, not only could he not raise the gun, he was even trembling and almost dropped it on the ground.

But he was still working hard, wanting to raise the gun and pull the trigger towards Xiao Xiao.

But with his efforts, the muzzle of the gun was not raised, but his nostrils felt warm, and suddenly nosebleeds flowed out.

Gradually, the nosebleeds flowed more and more.

He didn't even realize it, the harder he tried to raise the gun, the thicker the blood in his nostrils became, and it had completely stained the white T-shirt inside his jacket, and suddenly he felt dizzy and dizzy. It's a feeling that your soul has been hollowed out.

When he fell, he lost control of his body and turned half a circle before seeing Yang Jia's eyes.

There seemed to be a door frame-like structure in those eyes, deep and mysterious.

Immediately afterwards, the jacket man's eyes turned black, and he was about to fall to the ground.

"Horse man..."

And the people around also saw this scene, couldn't help being startled and terrified in their hearts, they got up and rushed forward one after another.

The crowd was excited, and the sense of crisis came from all directions, and Xiao Xiao seemed to be pointed at by a sharp sword.

He remained calm, took a step aside, and hid behind Yang Jia.

But Yang Jia, who stood among the crowd, frowned slightly, her eyes slightly cold.

The next moment, just as they were about to rush forward to help Ma Nan, there were people who looked at Yang Jia fiercely. At the same time, they felt their bodies tremble. They were obviously not hit by anything, but they seemed to be hit by tremendous pressure , the body froze slightly, and then the body seemed to lose control. As they worked hard, blood suddenly spurted from the nasal cavity, and the flow became more and more serious.

"How is this going?"

Everyone was startled and terrified, subconsciously wanting to regain control of their bodies.

But the more they struggled, the more their nosebleeds flowed wildly, as if their own vitality was being forcibly pulled out.

The dizziness could not be stopped before their eyes. They saw Yang Jia standing in the middle of the living room. There seemed to be a distorted and blurred light group around her body. The sense of space was broken. Yang Jia's figure became blurred and mysterious, as if A deity that cannot be seen directly.

A huge sense of panic and despair surged up in their hearts instantly, and their will was almost destroyed in an instant.

"Enough, Yang Jia..."

At this moment, there was a sudden shout of fury, and Ling Ping, who was sitting on the sofa, opened his bewitching red eyes:

"Did you come here today to show off your strength?"

"..."

"Is that enough?"

Compared with Ling Ping's fury, Yang Jia still looked calm and met his blood red eyes.

She remained calm, but the invisible pressure was still there, and everyone around her was tortured and half-prostrated on the ground, with painful expressions on their faces.

"Brother Ling Ping, I respect you."

Yang Jia looked at Ling Ping calmly, looked straight into his eyes, and said softly: "Because when I woke up, you had already started to follow the old president, but how many times the old president saved you, now you , but don’t even have the idea of ​​revenge for him?”

"you……"

Ling Ping saw Yang Jia's dark and deep eyes, and seemed to be a little bit stressed.

I wanted to answer, but couldn't come up with a complete sentence.

"It's fine if you don't take revenge."

Yang Jia continued: "I know you are afraid, and I understand the instinct brought about by your deep human nature."

"but……"

She suddenly showed a sneer: "You can be afraid, you can hide, you can forget the teacher's help to you, but I am willing to come back to take over the class of the old president and inherit his ideas. Not only will you not help me, you will even help me." To stop me?"

Every time she said a word, the dissatisfaction in her voice increased.

The pressure of the people around them was also increased, and some of them were obviously weak in resistance, and fainted on the ground with a thud.

As for Ling Ping, he didn't know whether it was the pressure emanating from her body or her words that forced him, he was startled and angry, and couldn't bear it any longer. A slender and sharp western-style long sword was pulled out from inside. The sword seemed to have a certain quality of life and bloodthirsty desire, and it stabbed Yang Jia in an instant.

"Snapped……"

The air was almost divided into two halves by this sword glow, and a greedy whisper emanated from the sword.

But Yang Jia faced the sword light, but suddenly raised her right hand.

The palm of the black glove gently held the blade, and then slowly twisted it.

The sword body groaned in pain and twisted violently, as if struggling desperately, but it was twisted 180 degrees by the expressionless Yang Jia, and finally the tip of the sword faced Ling Ping's direction, and, straight pointed to his eyes.

"Yang Jia..."

Ling Ping was startled and angry, and also noticed that Yang Jia was wearing black gloves at this moment.

He didn't know whether it was fear or anger in his eyes, blood was already oozing out, and he suddenly roared forcefully:

"Don't force me!"

"..."

At this moment, the red eyes burst into a strange light, and blood flowed from the corners of the eyes.

The whole room seemed to become depressed, the chandelier on the ceiling began to swing slowly, and the light and shadow swayed.

Xiao Xiao turned his head and saw a wine glass on the table, cracks were slowly appearing.

Immediately afterwards, a strange sense of distortion had spread to the entire three-story building.

At this time, in the bar on the first floor, it was time for carnival, and the sound of explosive music resounded throughout the audience. Some people held their glasses high and twisted their bodies. Some people yelled loudly to the music, and a fat orange cat jumped lightly on the table. In the meantime, stealing the salmon from the guest's plate, there were three or four people squeezed into the narrow bathroom compartment, their bodies entangled like snakes.

But at this moment, everyone stopped.

Whether it's the figure on the dance floor, or the bartender mixing the drink, or the tense men and women in the bathroom.

They seemed to lose their minds in an instant. They raised their heads blankly and looked towards the third floor of the ceiling.

At the same time, there was a strange red light in the eyes, and a strange and delicate temperament was entangled together, gradually becoming more substantial. It seemed that there was something terrible and weird in the intertwining of huge spiritual forces. will be born in it.

"Forcing you?"

And at the same time, Yang Jia looked at Ling Ping's eyes that were bleeding blood, and suddenly smiled:

"Brother Ling Ping, you are not strong enough for me to force you."

"..."

The next moment, something seemed to shake slightly in the depths of her eyes.

In an instant, the surrounding air became violent, and the huge turbulence radiated out from the living room as the center. The windows and the chandelier on the entire third floor suddenly shattered at the same time, and huge glass shards sprayed to the surrounding streets, like a dense cloud. The colorful rainstorm followed, and immediately after that, on the first floor of the bar, the wine glasses in everyone's hands, as well as the bottles on the wine rack, also exploded at the same time.

The sharp shattering instantly scratched the palms and cheeks of everyone standing around in a daze.

These eyes have become monstrous, and some kind of raging malice is about to emerge, and at the same time, they are shocked by this huge force and fall to the ground. The red light in the eyes begins to fade away, replaced by a painful, blindfolded The fear of the shadows.

"you……"

Ling Ping suddenly closed his blood-red eyes, his expression was pained, and fresh blood flowed from his nose.

But Yang Jia's voice seemed unusually calm at this moment, and said softly:

"I have always maintained respect for you, just because you used to be the old president, and you are also my companions."

"But in fact, after you betrayed the old president, we are no longer companions."

"The people behind me are my companions!"

"..."

As she spoke, she glanced back calmly, and Xiao Xiao, who was hiding behind Yang Jia, puffed up his chest in cooperation.

Yang Jia's voice suddenly became heavier: "I speak the truth, but my reasoning is only for my companions."

"I came here this time to tell you, don't try to think of him again."

"Otherwise, no matter the reason or who makes the move, I will come over and kill all of you here."

"Including the cat that the wine cares for!"