The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

Chapter 337 You didn't lie, you are really not.

Under the dark night.

An unmanned trail.

Sun Yifei carried a heavy schoolbag and stepped into this familiar trail lightly.

After school, he will copy the road every day, shortening the journey home through the wall.

I saw that he bent slightly, ready to go, and then a powerful run, stepped on the ground, the whole person was like a agile thin monkey, rising to the ground, crossing the wall of five meters high.

His body movement was perfect, and his body scratched a carp in the air. He cleverly avoided the glass stubble on the top of the wall, and the school uniform was not scratched a little.

However, at the moment Sun Yifei's feet were about to land, a few silver iron hands suddenly revealed from the shadow of the corner, as if waiting for a long time, holding the sound of breaking the air, and caught him with the disgusting intention.

"[Kamen] You were arrested, and you caught it without your hands?" Leng Yan's voice echoed in the night breeze.

Sun Yifei was shocked and his mind was blank.

His back was tightly shot, and the whole person fell to the ground with a groaning, tearing the shoulder strap of the schoolbag, and the book stationery sprinkled on the ground.

He hurriedly got up, and his back was hot, and he turned to see a few of his faces in the corner, and everyone held him in the corner, and everyone held the cold robotic arm to him.

Sun Yifei's heart jumped madly. He never encountered such a battle, and at this moment he was panicked.

He is an ordinary high school student. Although he has recently been a little bit of adventure, he picked up a bottle pill under a bridge hole. The martial arts strength has made rapid progress.

But he is really not a [mask], and even, he doesn't know what is [Kamen]?

Sun Yifei trembled nervous, and he explained rushed: "I am not [masked], you caught the wrong person."

The catcher surrounding him exchanged a look with each other. The eyes were full of gloom, and he was surrounded by tightening, and approached Sun Yifei step by step.

And not far behind them, a cold and cruel voice came over:

"Are you [Mask], not you said it, we have to be confirmed by our verification, we are not allowed to resist.

Sun Yifei's heart jumped like a drum, and he almost jumped out of his throat, and his body's instinct was urging him to escape quickly.

But the uniform uniform on his body was like an invisible barrier, which made him hesitant, and his arms raised his arms seemed to be filled with lead, and he fell heavily.

Sun Yifei struggled: "How do you verify."

A response to him was a few silver arms. They stretched out from different directions and tightly clasped his shoulders and necks. He firmly hugged him on the wall like an iron pliers, so that he couldn't move.

Then, they slowly opened a mouth, a dark arms expanded quickly in Sun Yifei's vision, covering his entire face.

Sun Yifei felt suffocating for a while, and the strength of the black hand was extremely horrible. With a strange smell of oil, he penetrated into his skin, as if to tear his face from his bones.

No, not like, but ...

The creepy tearing sound came from Sun Yifei's ears. The severe pain made his head cracked. He opened his mouth in pain and wanted to shout, but his throat was strangled. There was a burst of desperate panting.

In despair, Sun Yifei could only bite with teeth madly, but the entrance was all cold steel bars, which broke his teeth.

His His -His--

Chat!

The tearing sound of the separation of the flesh stopped abruptly, which was the crisp sound of the bloody flesh fell on the ground.

Sun Yifei's eyes stared loudly, and the flesh -and -bloody eyes almost fell out of Bai Senson's eyes. He couldn't see his face, but he could feel the wet touch of the wind blowing through the cheeks.

Feng Jue gently retracted his palms, staring at the face that faded away in front of him with an expressionless face. His eyes revealed a trace of complicated emotions, and then sighed and said:

"Congratulations, after verifying, you did not lie, you are indeed not [masked]."

Feng Jue waved lightly, Dong Ping led his palms like his palm, and Sun Yifei finally made a voice.

"My face, my face, ah ah-"

The voice was harsh, full of endless resentment and despair, and echoed the far away in the night, leaving pedestrians passing by in the distance shivering.

Most passers -by hurriedly accelerated and quickly hid away from the source of the sound, but there were two or three young people bravely and curious, and they sneaked their heads and walked into the dark.

Listening to the footsteps from outside, Feng Jue sneered at Sun Yifei's resentment eyes:

"Thank you for your cooperation, but remember, don't believe what others said in your next life."

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Feng Jue stopped looking at Sun Yifei after speaking, but turned to look at Dong Ping, and said with emotion:

"Why are you so naive now? The first few are all the first. Be more vigilant, hey- "

Dong Ping nodded in agreement, crushed Sun Yifei's throat with his palm, and then replied to Feng Ju:

"This is the sixth one. Except for one who dared to resist, the other students are very cooperative. At this rate, it won't take a few days for us to verify all the students on the list and complete the task assigned by the special commissioner."

At the same time, the other detectives worked together to twist Sun Yifei's limbs into a twist, and then threw him into a corner like garbage.

Dong Ping slowly bent down, picked up the face on the ground, gently put it into a sealed transparent packaging bag, and then stuffed it into a black handbag.

At the same time, he took out a list from it and drew a red line on Sun Yifei's name with a finger dipped in blood, parallel to the red lines above.

After doing all this, the few people restrained the coldness on their faces, their faces were collectively solemn, and they walked out with great heaviness.

Several young men who were looking around ran into the police officers with bad faces and stopped outside. Then, under their gaze, a cordon was quickly set up to separate them from the crime scene inside.

Dong Ping frowned, looked at the young men with sharp eyes, and asked in a serious tone:

"What are you doing? Did you see any suspicious people just now?"

The young men looked at each other and shook their heads together, obviously puzzled by Dong Ping's question.

Dong Ping didn't seem surprised by their answer. A trace of irritation flashed across his face. He spit on the ground in dissatisfaction and cursed:

"I'm a step late again, letting the murderer escape. Fuck, how many times has it happened, [Mask], this damned bastard!!!"

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