Nomenclature of Night

Liu Dezhu looked at the three bags of blood in the refrigerator, not knowing whether to laugh or cry for a while.

He took three bags of blood in his hand, and suddenly found that the words "non-remunerated blood donation site" were written on them. Without even thinking about it, his parents must be the same as him. Rush away.

Liu Dezhu once understood that it is impossible for ordinary people to buy blood if there is no disaster or disease. Whether it is a blood bank in a hospital or a blood station in the city, the blood bags they keep are strategic materials, and the in and out of the warehouse are very strict. .

Therefore, this can only be the blood of the parents.

There are irresponsible parents in this world, such as Qing Guozhong.

But such parents are really rare.

The love of most parents for their children seems a bit tragic in silence.

Parents can save money on their own in order to let their children go to a better kindergarten.

You can eat pickles and porridge by yourself in order to give your children better learning conditions.

You can even sell the house you are living in and rent a house by yourself in order to make up a down payment for your child's marriage house.

Although this kind of love has barriers, it is also very heavy, and may even overwhelm the child out of breath.

But this is the way parents can think and do.

In fact, Liu Youcai still can't understand what is going on with TimeWalker until now.

The question he often asks his colleagues is, if the time traveler crosses the two sides, will his children grow older than himself?

Is it too dangerous for my children to be in the world?

He doesn't care whether Liu Dezhu has become great, but he will try to understand everything related to Liu Dezhu.

Then he used his own way to understand and support Liu Dezhu.

It's like two bags of blood in this refrigerator.

Liu Dezhu saw a yellow post-it note on the back of a certain blood bag: Son, rest assured to drink, parents will buy it after drinking.

Liu Dezhu's nose is sore, it's only a ghost if you can buy it. His parents are both working-class people, so how can they know the person who manages the blood bank?

But moved to moved, after moving, the problem came...

Which bag is yours? !

And he has to make it clear to his parents. He really isn't a vampire, and he doesn't need to drink blood!

According to his estimation, judging by the amount of chats between the boss and the demon stamp holder, as long as it is stored properly, his own 300cc is enough for one month.

He was afraid of cutting the wound every day, not the amount of bleeding.

At this time, the communicator in Liu Dezhu's pocket vibrated. He went back to the house and saw a message from the boss: "What happened, how do you know that someone is going to kill you?"

Liu Dezhu replied: "I went to the unpaid blood donation station to buy blood today. I felt that a couple was watching me on the road. Then I got into the unpaid blood donation car and saw them slowly approaching with their hands in their arms from the reflection of the glass. In the movie, I was like the killer who was going to take out his gun. I was so panicked that I ran away without seeing their looks."

Qing Chen frowned, put aside everything else, and went to the free blood donation station... to buy blood?

What is this operation? !

But then again, Liu Dezhu is indeed much better now than before.

Liu Dezhu asked, "Boss, do you know who wants to kill me?"

Qing Chen thought for a while and said, "I have received news from my side that Wang Yun's family is ready to avenge you."

"Then what should I do?"

"Stay at home with peace of mind," Qing Chen replied, "Kunlun is guarding you. It is safest for you not to run around at home."

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Countdown to 126:00:00.

6 o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Xue is busy in the kitchen of Qingchen's home. Because it is the weekend, the food is extraordinarily rich.

Li Tongyun's grandma and grandfather arrived in Los Angeles at 8 o'clock tonight. Jiang Xue might not have time to see Qing Chen for several days, so she helped him clean the house.

Boom, boom, knock on the door.

Li Tongyun wanted to open the door, but was stopped by Qing Chen: "Don't rush to open the door in the future. It's dangerous outside now. You don't know who is standing outside the door."

Li Tongyun nodded obediently: "Well, I know!"

After all, Qing Chen opened the door and found Yangyang standing outside.

The girl raised her hand and showed a letter: "Another one."

Qing Chen was stunned, he was a little curious, did the holder of the demon stamp really want to dig his own corner?

He wondered in his heart, waiting for the holder to find out later that the other party was digging "Qing Chen" in front of Qing Chen, would he really not die?

"Have you read the content of the letter?" Qing Chen asked Yangyang.

However, the girl didn't seem to hear him, she looked straight at the food Jiang Xue had just brought on the table.

Braised pork ribs, shredded pork with green pepper, mapo tofu, steamed sea bass, hot and sour egg soup.

Qing Chen looked at the girl and asked, "Uh, do you want me to tell the other party to change the address?"

Before he felt that the holder would not send any more letters if he didn't get a response, so he didn't worry about it anymore.

But now that the holder harassed others, it made Qing Chen a little embarrassed.

However, Yangyang still seemed to be deaf, without the slightest response.

Qing Chen tentatively said: "Would you like to sit down and eat some?"

"Okay," Yangyang raised her foot and stepped in without hesitation, and passed by Qing Chen.

Qing Chen: "..."

He is eyeing his food!

But if you want to eat, just say it and pretend to be deaf and dumb!

Yangyang didn't regard herself as an outsider either, and sat down directly next to Xiao Tongyun, picked up his chopsticks and ate.

Xiao Tongyun looked up at her, and was about to say something, only to find that the other party had already eaten several spare ribs. She just shut up and picked up the vegetables so that the ribs would not be eaten by Yang Yang.

Jiang Xue gently took off his apron and smiled: "Don't worry, don't worry, I can do it again if it's not enough."

"Thank you, it's delicious, it's enough," Yangyang said vaguely.

Qing Chen sat opposite Yangyang, propped his chin and asked, "When did this letter arrive?"

"Three hours and twenty minutes ago," Yangyang said vaguely.

Qing Chen was stunned for a moment. The other party said the time so accurately, it means that the other party has already discovered the letter as soon as it appeared.

But the question is, why didn't the girl give the letter to herself at that time?

Wait, this girl won't just wait for a meal to deliver the letter, right? !

Qing Chen tentatively asked again: "Should I ask the other party to change the mailing address?"

"No," Yangyang put her chopsticks in her hand: "Send me that is very good, and I will send it to you when I receive a letter in the future."

"Why do you still speak out what is in your heart," Qing Chen was shocked.

A beautiful girl like Yangyang started to eat, but she was so stunned that she almost cried Xiao Tongyun by her side.

After eating the dishes, she pulled half a pot of hot and sour egg soup into a bowl, mixed with rice and ate the soup and rice.

He also burped.

Yangyang said: "You don't eat your meal for nothing. You don't lose money if you exchange a message for a meal."

"What information?" Qing Chen asked.

"Beginning this afternoon, Kunlun people began to gather in Los Angeles. These are all the transportation information that can be easily found, and it can't hide outsiders," Yangyang said: "So, the Wang family must be able to find that Kunlun's mobilization is abnormal. After today, Los Angeles will become an important town in Kunlun within a short time. If they really want to kill Liu Dezhu to avenge their daughter, it will be tonight."

Because after tonight, it may be difficult for the Wang family to find other opportunities.

"How many people does the Wang family hire?" Qing Chen asked.

"This is not clear," Yang Yang said calmly, "I only know that they paid a lot of money to get the extraordinary, and the cost is beyond your imagination."

"Wait, just to kill Liu Dezhu, as for such a big fight?" Qing Chen wondered.

"Don't underestimate the anger and sorrow of a father after losing his daughter," Yangyang said: "In your opinion, Wang Yun was wrong first, so he was more than guilty. But in the eyes of his parents, their children are always right. They think their daughters are here. When life is threatened, it is excusable to betray others, at least not to death."

After Wang Yun died in the inner world, it was not the end of everything.

Because her body will return to the surface world.

A living daughter suddenly turned into a terrible corpse in front of her parents, which is unacceptable to anyone.

"Remember, the Wang family is crazy," Yangyang said, "I don't think it is strange what they do tonight."

"What level is the transcendent?" Qing Chen asked.

"This is not clear," Yangyang said, "but I don't think it will be a very high-level transcendent. First of all, there are very few high-level transcendents in Timewalkers, because there are not many transcendents in the world. Secondly, high-level transcendents all cherish their identity, making money is already very easy for them, and there is no need to look down on others."

Qing Chen frowned, it was a very dangerous thing to blur the enemy's level.

It might be good to say that if the opponent came to a grade below D, if it was a grade C, I am afraid that Liu Dezhu would have to die.

You must know that he borrowed so many rules in the Forbidden Land. The C-rank Cao Wei was seriously injured and hanged for more than 20 hours. Even with the power to fight back, Qinghuai almost escaped from the rules of the Forbidden Land. .

At the C level, the transcendent is really a bit transcendent.

Yangyang stood up and said: "I'm full, it's time to get things done. I believe it will be very lively tonight, remember not to be absent. I will first go to Liu Dezhu's house to see the situation, and be ready to watch this good show at any time."

After speaking, she went straight out.

Before opening the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned to Jiang Xue and said, "Thank you, the cooking skills are very good!"

When Yangyang left, Qing Chen opened the door and chased after suddenly remembering something.

However, he saw a shocking scene.

In the dark night, the girl stood outside the building looking up at the sky, and in an instant, the dust around her was stirred up by the invisible force and slid around.

The next moment the girl soared into the sky, like an off-string arrow, flying into the thick night.

Qing Chen stood silently, with only one thought in his mind: This girl can actually fly? !

Earlier when he was in the Laojun Mountain parking lot, he had guessed, guessing what the opponent is capable of.

At that time, Qing Chen's guess was gravity, because the gangsters became sluggish when they acted, as if the air was squeezed together and turned into a pool of water.

Qing Chen remembered the scene that night seriously.

The eyeballs of the gangster protruded outward, and bloodshot eyes appeared. Every clue shows that the opponent is under tremendous "pressure" in his body.

Therefore, from the battle alone, Qing Chen believed that Yang Yang's ability was gravity, and there was absolutely no problem.

But now, Qing Chen felt that the girl's abilities were broader than gravity: it was a force field.

The ability to manipulate the force field.

Analyzing from the shape of the dust that has just risen, it is clearly the mode of action of the magnetic field, and when the other party flies into the night sky, she creates a repulsive field under her.

Qing Chen squatted at the place where Yangyang took off, staring at the dust and dirt on the ground.

At this time, Qing Chen's eyes lit up, and sure enough, the fine metal material in the dust on the ground had already appeared to radiate outwards.

That is the shape of the magnetic field.

He suddenly became a little envious. Who wouldn't want to be able to fly? With this ability, don't he go where he wants to go?

In other words, Qing Chen has never had time to ask the teacher, after he becomes a knight, is there any chance to become a transcendent?

Wait, Qing Chen suddenly looked into the night sky, and the direction she was flying just now was the deserted Beiman Mountain. Liu Dezhu's house was to the south!

He returned home speechlessly and looked at the letter sent to the bearer of the demon stamp: Have you thought about it, what do you want? Hehe.

Qing Chen impatiently wanted to reply to the disgusting other party.

However, just when he was about to take the knife to let the blood, he suddenly laughed silently.

No, right... So this is the last temptation for the other party.

Because if "Qing Chen" was not the main messenger behind the scenes, and did not know Liu Dezhu, then "Qing Chen" should not have known that the way to reply was to burn blood.

Only Liu Dezhu and the people behind the scenes know the way of replying, and those behind the scenes will not be idle to popularize this kind of knowledge to "Qing Chen".

Therefore, the holder kept asking "Qing Chen" what he wanted, but never told "Qing Chen" how to reply.

If Qing Chen replied, it would be clear.

The young man was breathing deeply at home. Now the world has become completely unrecognizable and in crisis everywhere. When dealing with monsters hidden in the dark, he must raise his twelve minutes spirit.

Thinking of this, he tore up the letter directly.

"Aunt Jiang Xue, go to the station to pick up Xiao Tongyun's grandma and grandfather after you have eaten. Remember, don't go out after you get home."

After speaking, Qing Chen changed his clothes and walked silently into the night outside.

He cannot be absent from the excitement of tonight.

There was a damp smell of water in the air, and the black clouds above the sky were brought to the south by a gust of wind.

It was windy in the cold November weather.

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"Parents, how should I explain to you? I'm really not a vampire, and I can eat garlic," Liu Dezhu said seriously, "I don't know whether a vampire can eat garlic, but I can."

A family of three sits at the dining table. The food on the table looks weird, such as fried duck blood with leeks, duck blood vermicelli soup, blood tofu, and hairy blood.

The four kinds of dishes have common characteristics, and the word "blood" is highlighted.

Liu Dezhu patiently said: "Of course I know that you are doing it for my own good, but I got the blood to write a letter, not to drink... It's not easy to explain to you, anyway, just trust me."

Liu Youcai and Wang Shufen looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Shufen smiled and gave her son a bite of fried duck blood with chives and said: "During the day, it scares me and your dad to death. It's not good, it's not good."

Liu Dezhu thought of the warmth shown by his parents, he smiled and said, "Dad and Mom, don't worry, our family's life will be better soon."

"What do you mean?" Liu Youcai asked strangely.

"Have you not heard that many people brought back medicines from the other world and sold them for a lot of money," Liu Dezhu said, "I have gained a firm foothold now, and I can naturally bring something to improve your lives."

"It's okay, don't worry about me and your mother. You can eat and drink yourself, but don't force it," Liu Youcai took a sip of wine.

"Don't force it," Liu Dezhu said cheerfully, "I know big people over there."

"By the way, is there any danger for you over there?" Wang Shufen asked.

"There is nothing dangerous over there for the time being," Liu Dezhu replied, "Actually, sometimes it is more dangerous in the external world than in the inner world."

Now that Liu Dezhu has a good relationship with Qing Chen, as long as he hugs this thigh tightly, the benefits are naturally indispensable.

In prison 18, Lin Xiaoxiao and Ye Wan are the rules, and no one dares to do anything with him.

At this time, Liu Youcai suddenly wondered: "I haven't figured it out too much. How did those time travellers bring things back?"

Liu Dezhu explained: “There is a mechanism during the crossing. For example, I put a bottle of medicine into my mouth one second before crossing. When I come back, the medicine can be brought back by me, and when I spit it out, I can sell it for money.”

"Oh," Liu Youcai nodded, "It turned out to be'Import and Export Trade'."

Liu Dezhu was shocked, Shentemo Import and Export Trade!

But let's not say, this term is really appropriate!

Liu Youcai hasn't had a good chat with his son for a long time. He thought for a while and said, "There is no alcohol at home. I will go out to buy a dozen beer later, and my father will have a good drink."

Wang Shufen complained: "He is still a student."

"What's wrong with the students," Liu Youcai said, "My son is 17 years old. I was in the army when I was 17 years old."

As a result, Liu Dezhu suddenly said, "Dad, don't go out tonight."

Liu Youcai was curious: "What's wrong?"

"It's very dangerous outside tonight. Don't go out anyway," Liu Dezhu explained: "As long as we stay at home, we are safe."

Liu Youcai and Wang Shufen looked at each other.

Only then did they realize that something big was going to happen tonight.

When talking.

In the dark, a small drone is slowly flying over the fence of Xinglong Community.

A black package fell below it, so the flight was a bit slow.

But the people who control this drone are extremely skilled, but they see that it is light and agile, like a homing pigeon, passing through the heavy buildings and the darkness of night.

When it came to a building, it suddenly began to forcefully increase its speed.

Stabbed loudly.

The drone accurately found a room with only the screen window pulled, pierced the screen window with a sharp propeller, and the entire drone fell into the room.

The drone fell to the ground, and black grease poured out from the black bag it fell, gradually spreading over the damaged drone.

With another sneer, the drone that was modified by humans burst into white smoke and sparks, bursting out huge heat.

The moment the black grease came into contact with the drone, it burned with a dazzling fire.

The fire began to spread.

Sitting at home, Liu Youcai just found out a bottle of Moutai that has been treasured for many years: "It's okay if you can't go out for a drink. Today is worth celebrating. Let's drink this bottle of Moutai!"

But when Liu Youcai finished speaking, he saw his wife's expression become serious.

He thought for a while and said, "Well, this is a gift from someone, not what I bought with the money from my private house."

"No," Wang Shufen raised her head: "Did you smell a burning smell?"

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"Tonight the Meteorological Observatory issued a red rainstorm warning. Experts said this is a rare autumn rainstorm in ten years. The rainfall may reach 50mm in the next three hours. Please take measures to prevent rain and rain..."

The sound of the radio came from inside the taxi. Kitty reached out and changed the channel. After the sizzling voice, the voice of the audio novel sounded: "Da Jinya asked, Master Hu, what did you mean by the last sentence you just said? , Is it not good to build this fish bone temple in the valley..."

Moisture floated in through the cracks where the car windows opened.

Kitty sat in the car listening to novels with gusto, and looked around from time to time.

At this moment, a voice came from the headset in his left ear: "Kitty Hawk, is there anything outside?"

"No, the aunt who danced the square has confiscated the stall," Xiaoying responded: "But I said that the aunts are so trendy now, I have never listened to the songs."

However, Lu Yuan’s voice resounded in the communication channel, and the other party said coldly: “Get your energy up, and in two hours, the comrades in the special service team who are out on mission will arrive in Los Angeles. Someone will give you a substitute and stand. Good for the last shift tonight."

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

"Close... the road team, I saw the room upstairs of Liu Dezhu's house was blazing, it was very big, and there was heavy smoke coming out of the window," Hulu said.

Lu Yuan calmly said: "I have also seen it. This is not a normal fire situation. The fire burns too fast and too urgently."

Kitty said: "I just heard the weather forecast that there will be heavy rain tonight."

"This is someone who wants to force Liu Dezhu out. They know that Kunlun has already occupied favorable terrain here, so they want to move the battlefield, or drive out the entire building, causing chaos," Lu Yuan continued to analyze: "Heavy rain is coming soon, the fire will not spread particularly fierce, but no one can hold the dense smoke indoors, and the residential buildings will soon become chaotic."

The killers hired by the Wang family didn't want to delay any longer.

The other party had prepared well and wanted to use fire to create chaos in the second half of the night.

But the sudden rainstorm disrupted everyone's plans. They must do it before the rainstorm came, or there would be no chance.

"Kitty doesn't need to be at the door anymore. It's very dangerous for you to be there alone. Get out of the car and start to meet with Bingtang, ready to go to war," Lu Yuan commanded.

However, at this moment, Kitty suddenly saw through the car window in the dark night outside, a black figure standing not far away, staring at him closely.

The other party was wearing a black poncho, and his face was also covered by the brim of the poncho.

The auras of the two parties seemed to be locked, and they both waited quietly, but no one knew what the other party was waiting for.

Bingtang's voice came from the communication channel: "Kitty, where are you? Come and meet."

But the little eagle in the car didn't say a word, and sweat dripped slowly from the corner of the temple.

The fire on the distant building grew stronger and stronger, and thick smoke billowed from more than a dozen windows.

suddenly.

In the dark clouds above the sky, the water vapor quickly condensed after meeting the cold air, and finally converged into a drop of water, which floated downward.

The drop of water passed through the clouds and through the long high altitude.

Finally, there was a click.

Smashed on the hood of the taxi.

The smell of soil in the air quickly spread, and the rain seemed to have pierced the sky, and the curtain of rain fell from the top of the head, and the sky became darker.

In the distance, the aunts who danced the square hurriedly put away the speakers and ran away one by one.

Kitty saw the killer slowly approaching him in a black poncho, but stopped again.

Dozens of aunts rushed over, covering their heads with their hands, as if they were about to rush into Xinglong Community in the rain.

They passed between the killer and the taxi, as if a short curtain was drawn between the two.

With a click, Kitty gets out of the car quickly, he wants to prevent the killer from taking the people hostage!

But the moment he opened the door of the car, he was involuntarily stunned.

After the group of aunts ran over, the killer in the rain still stood in place.

The sight of each other was unobstructed, but the killer stood blankly on the spot, with a playing card inserted above his head, and blood was flowing out of the crack in the skull that was torn by the poker.

A blood line like lightning flows from the opponent's forehead to the chin.

The assassin's eyes widened, and he seemed a little unbelievable.

On the other hand, Kitty discovered that the poncho on the other party was taken away at some point. The killer who was originally wearing the poncho revealed the black jacket under the poncho at this time.

The dead assassin fell on his back and fell heavily into the stagnant water after the torrential rain fell.

Kitty suddenly looked at the back of the aunts, just in time to see someone in the crowd quickly putting a black poncho on their body, and in a blink of an eye they got into the community.

Xinglong District is very large and is one of the earliest commercial residential buildings in Los Angeles, with a total of more than 60 residential buildings.

In weekdays, I haven't felt how complicated the terrain is, but now Kitty feels like a maze, and he swallowed people in an instant.

Kitty closed the taxis and ran to the killer while saying in the communication channel: "Road team, there is an unknown person entering the arena. I was just stared at by a killer at the gate of the community, and this person suddenly danced in the square. Inside the aunt, not only the killer was killed, but the killer's poncho was also taken."

"Where is the other person?" Lu Yuan asked solemnly.

"He went to the community, I think it might be a friendly army," Kitty said.

He squatted down to check the killer's injuries, only to discover that the opponent's forehead was just a normal playing card.

It's so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary.

Just now Kitty was too far away to see clearly, thinking it was a special murder weapon, but at this time the pouring rain fell, and the poker was dampened by the rain and collapsed on the killer's forehead.

Kitty looked into the depths of Xinglong Community in astonishment. How did the other party manage to put a piece of paper poker into the hardest human skull?

He opened the wet poker, and the joker, whose face was stained gray by rain, was laughing silently.

The red lips seemed to grin to the ears.

"Road team, this person who entered the arena is extraordinary," Kitty said, "The level is unknown."

Lu Yuan asked, "Is there a wound on the spleen of the deceased's body?"

Kitty opened the killer's black jacket: "Road team, no wounds."

Lu Yuan was a little confused, but this was different from what they predicted.

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There was more than one residential building that ignited the fire.

In just a few minutes, the three residential buildings were on fire, and even the heavy rain could not disperse the dense smoke.

The concrete structure originally used to shield the building from wind and rain, but now it isolates the building from the inside and outside. The outside is full of downpour, and the fire inside is indeed spreading and smoldering rapidly.

The majestic rain curtain outside the building blocked the noisy sound, but the Liu Dezhu family in the building could hear the rapid footsteps in the corridor.

Everyone is rushing down.

"Mom and dad, go," Liu Dezhu ignored Qing Chen's instructions, not because he didn't want to be obedient, but because someone forced him to leave.

Although I don't know what dangers I will face after going out, it is better than burning to death in a building.

"It's too rainy outside, wait for me to get an umbrella!" Wang Shufen said.

"When are you still holding an umbrella?" Liu Youcai pulled his wife and rushed outside. As soon as he opened the door, everyone saw black mist surging from the ceiling of the corridor. The smoke and the burning air impurities caused everyone to choke.

There was a mixture of shouting and gasping in the corridor, and everyone was fleeing desperately.

Their old quarter has only seven floors and no elevator.

There is only one staircase up and down as an escape route.

Liu Dezhu rushed into the room and rushed out again: "Towel! Cover your mouth and nose!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man who rushed downstairs, who was panicking, accidentally touched Wang Shufen's body with his shoulder when he passed Liu Dezhu's house.

So much so that both of them rolled and fell down the stairs.

"Mom!" Liu Dezhu looked anxious.

He rushed down the steps to support Wang Shufen, but saw that his mother's ankle was irregularly twisted and it was obviously broken.

"Pillar, leave me alone, run down first and let your dad help me," Wang Shufen said anxiously.

"My dad can't help you," Liu Dezhu said and put his mother on his back, then shouted at Liu Youcai: "Dad, what are you doing in a daze, run!"

At this time, Liu Dezhu was really fortunate that he had been injected with genetic medicine. If it hadn't been for the genetic medicine to enhance his physical fitness, he might not be able to move his mother back.

A family of three ran downstairs. The middle-aged man who hit Wang Shufen struggled to get up. Liu Dezhu wanted to kick him, but finally held back.

Wang Shufen was lying on his son's back. After the fracture, the wound was paralyzed first, and then the heart-piercing pain that followed.

But she didn't say a word, for fear of breaking her son's heart.

Liu Dezhu, who was carrying his mother, ran down the stairs while still muttering: "Mom, don't be afraid, we are on fire upstairs, and there will be nothing wrong with running down. I am no ordinary person anymore. Not tired."

Suddenly Wang Shufen felt that the pain in his ankle was not so much anymore.

When a family of three rushed out of the corridor, hundreds of residents had already gathered here.

The fire came so suddenly that most people didn't have time to take their umbrellas. The dense raindrops hit everyone. Everyone looked up at the black smoke on the top of the building, looking helpless and at a loss.

People with mobile phones hurriedly dialed 119. Those who didn't have time to bring mobile phones could only wait in the rain.

At this moment, Liu Dezhu looked around with his mother on his back.

Nowadays, Liu Dezhu is no longer so ignorant. He knows that someone set fire to force him out to kill him in the chaos.

But what about the killer?

Xinglong District has four main entrances and two small entrances because of its huge relationship.

In the heavy rain, six teams wearing black ponchos were silently entering the community from six directions.

They have six people in each team, and they are slowly walking into the community in a standard infiltration tactical formation.

Three people rushed in, two on the flanks, and one on the back.

Under the black poncho, everyone's face was shrouded in the brim of the hat, and the palms of the killers gathered in the poncho, either on the handle of the gun or on the handle of the knife.

The rain fell on their gel poncho, splashing water, making a crackling sound.

The killers stepped on the stagnant water, but were not disturbed by the noisy external environment.

In the westernmost team, the leader at the front suddenly felt that something was wrong. He looked back, but found nothing unusual.

But soon, the leader realized what was wrong.

He repeatedly confirmed the number of people behind him, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.

Yes, there are six.

With him, there are seven.

The pupils of the leader under the brim of the hat suddenly shrank. Although everyone was wearing the same black poncho, there was one more person behind their team!

In an instant, the team leader drew out the dagger outside of the thigh and rushed back. He passed through the tactical formation, and the dagger under the poncho pointed directly at the last person!

There was rain dripping under the brim of the poncho, and as he turned fiercely, a crystal spray was thrown out.

When the assassins noticed something was wrong, they stepped aside, and only the last one stood in sway.

Not right!

The leader saw clearly in the dark, the person at the end had closed his eyes and died, and the poncho had a huge hole in the spleen on the right abdomen of the opponent.

Previously, the dead assassin had been held by others in the team, until the leader found the problem, the opponent released the palm of the assassin.

When he realized this, someone from the side kicked him with his leg raised.

With a bang, the leader's body flew out.

This foot is too heavy, and it is not the power that ordinary humans can explode. The leader feels like he was hit by a truck, and his bones are about to fall apart.

He flew to the left, and the rain curtain falling from the sky was too late to fill the vacancy, so layer after layer of rain was like being knocked through a human-shaped hole!

The leader was in the air, looking at the murderer through the hole, a thunder and lightning snaked across the sky, lighting up the night sky for a moment.

The leader was surprised to find that the face under the murderer's hat was very young.

Unbelievably young.

It is Qing Chen.

However, the most unacceptable thing for the team leader was that the teenager's attention was no longer on him, as if he had already determined that he could no longer have combat effectiveness.

But when he saw that Qing Chen was short and avoided the dagger coming from his side, he walked around behind someone in an instant. The poker between his fingers slid through the rain, and only lightly slid, the killer's neck was bloody. The thread burst.

Rain water, blood water, muddy together fell on the ground, and can no longer distinguish each other.

No one knows why this paper poker card is as sharp as a knife in that young man's hand.

No, sharper than a knife.

Qing Chen silently moved the assassin's throat cut in front of him with one hand, and slowly moved to the right.

The killers looked silently, silently surprised in their hearts.

The weight of more than one hundred kilograms is in the hands of the other party, as easily as a bucket of cooking oil.

The three killers looked at each other in the night, this is an extraordinary one!

At the same time, they pressed their hands to the handles of the guns at their waists.

However, the young man's figure was hidden behind the corpse, showing only a small part of his face.

None of the three killers was sure to shoot in this situation.

In the darkness, the brim of Qing Chen's hat kept hanging down, but his breath was unprecedentedly stable.

The four people moved slowly, and everyone was constantly changing their center of gravity, and the air between each other was pulling, like a string that was about to tighten!

Qing Chen had already touched the pistol on the waist of the killer in front of him.

It's just a matter of time.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the sky again.

The three assassins all heard a strange breath that went straight to their hearts in consternation.

In the cold night rain and autumn, the darkness under the boy's hat exhaled an arrow of white gas.

In the electric light, everyone can see the flame pattern blooming under the brim of the hat!

"No running," Qing Chen said calmly.

Time did not know how long it had passed. The leader, who was struggling to get up in the rain, suddenly heard footsteps approaching on the stagnant water.

He slowly turned his head and saw that his companions had all fallen in the rain.

The murderous young man was squatting beside him, not knowing what was wrapped around his wrist.

The leader wanted to get up, but his skeleton was sore.

In the torrential rain, Qing Chen pointed a gun at the temple leader's temple and asked, "What is your name? If you say it, you still have a chance to live. If you don't say it, you will die."

The leader was extremely painful, and he had a premonition that after he had said his name, his fate would be in the hands of others.

But the cold muzzle on his temple reminded him that there is no destiny without a name.

"Xu Yicheng."

In the dark night, the body of the team leader was like a puppet, standing up against the pouring rain in a posture that completely violated the common sense of the human body.

His long misplaced bone crackled.

...

...

In a certain building, Lu Yuan stood quietly in front of a window.

The situation of the battle continued to be heard in the communication channel: "The 01 combat squad has waited until the East Gate sneaked into the killer."

"The 02 combat team has waited for the North Gate Killer."

As if Kunlun had already known the whereabouts of the killer, their people had already made an ambush on the way these people had to pass, waiting for the killer to be caught.

Lu Yuan said in the communication channel: "The target has a firearm, don't keep your hands, and kill it on the spot."

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

However, at this moment, Lu Yuan asked on the communication channel: "06, have you not waited for the killer at Simon?"

"Road team, no."

It's weird. According to the intelligence, the killer should come in from the six doors, but why didn't the killer be encountered in 06?

"Go and check, they must have entered the community, they must be found," Lu Yuan commanded: "Be careful and safe."

He frowned and waited quietly, but five minutes later the communication channel rang again: "Lu Team Lu Team, the killer on Simon's side is dead!"

"Dead," Lu Yuan suddenly raised his head: "How many died? Did you kill?"

"Five died, and one person was missing. We didn't kill him," 06 reported the situation: "Two people had their throats cut, two were killed by gunfire, and one had a ruptured spleen. The killer had one less gun. It should be taken away by someone."

Lu Yuan's eyes lit up, and the boy really came.

...

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