Love is too deep, who was she crazy for
Love is too true, and for whose love chills
The wind of the cold night tore her heart ruthlessly, and her hurried footsteps filled the street. The silver flask in her hand never left her hand, and she was not drunk or returned and melted into the night...
Bright stars, under the bright moon. 【,
She is like a blue enchantress blooming on the edge of the tallest building in the city, her eyes are so cold, and her world is so dark!
There was a smell of blood in the air. Looking closely, she was already covered with stumps and blood, one after another cold dead corpses sleeping peacefully.
"You look at me in the sky, don't you?"
She silently raised her head, looking at the stars and bright moon in the sky: "Are you very heartbroken and angry when you see what I look like now?"
"Haha, hahahahaha..."
She smiled, she looked up to the sky and smiled like crazy.
Obviously this is a rainless night, why are there raindrops in the night breeze? What are they? Is it her tears
A person wanders in an uninhabited street like a ghost, like a fallen leaf being tempted by the wind to find no home, only looking for a goal, only killing can fill the helplessness and void in her heart, and only killing can stimulate her long-stopped heartbeat.
Moon Black Wind High Murder Night, when thousands of worms charge!
In the five-star hotel, everyone was asleep in the early hours of the morning, and the security guard in the monitoring room was also sleepy due to the early morning arrival, and it was his sleepiness that made him miss the dark shadows that flashed by in the screen. .
A red carpet-covered aisle, a pair of feet wearing blue high-heeled leather boots, stepped on the red carpet and came to the door of "402" room. Holding the door card in his leather gloved hand, he opened the door and walked in gently.
The room was pitch black, and the air was filled with heart-stimulating tension. Five flying needles were in her hands, ready to be sent by her master. Her cold eyes that can see through the darkness turned in the dark room, and her sensitive ears listened to all movements. Gradually, her footsteps were forced towards the bedroom step by step.
However, there is no one in the bedroom, no goal, empty!
Standing by the bed, she had sharp eyes and whispered: "How can there be no one? Is the target transferred?"
Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the living room outside. Although the sound was small, she couldn't escape her sensitive ears. Her cold eyes flashed sharply, and she turned around and ran out of the bedroom quickly.
But when she came to the living room, there was no one, there was no ghost shadow, and she was secretly suspicious: "Is it because I feel wrong?"
Suspiciously, she was vaguely disturbed. A pair of eyes patrolled the dark living room. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on the open curtain position. The night breeze blew from the window, and the curtain danced with the wind.
It turned out that the target had opened the window and fled!
"Interesting, interesting, but I have to see if I can escape tonight"
In the dark night, the street lights were awake and the city was asleep. A middle-aged man with a panic expression and a bathrobe in his body ran down the street, turning his head and shouting.
"Help, help"
She wandered leisurely on the moonlit night like a goddess of death, her unrelenting eyes locked on her prey, she took a sip from the silver flask in her hand, and her laughter that mocked everything has never changed.
"When the wine in the pot is exhausted, if you disappear from my sight, you will survive."
The chance of survival given by the god of death, the prey is extremely cherished, and desperate to use all his strength, sweating like rain to get rid of the bondage of the god of death.
"Haha, hahahahahaha..."
Laughter has been accompanied by the prey, so that the prey can never be taken away. He was so anxious and desperate that he finally saw a person, who was standing in a dark alley under the shining of a street lamp on the street.
"Help, help me, someone will kill me" as if grabbing the straw, the prey ran towards the people in the alley.
"Sorry, you shouldn't be her prey!"
This voice is so cold, so ruthless, like a glacier in a valley for thousands of years.
"The wine is gone." Under the street lights on the street, the goddess of death came to the alley, her eyes were ruthless and cold, and the flying needle in her hand was bright and dazzling: "Run, why didn't you run?"
The prey stood motionless at the entrance of the alley, with his back to the daughter of death. It seemed that he knew that there was no escape, and his life fell here, so he gave up the needless struggle.
Seeing that the prey didn't speak, the goddess of death threw the flying needle out of her hand without any hesitation. The flying needle pierced the air and shot the prey's head directly, taking its life. However, when the flying needle went, the prey did not scream, let alone the slightest dying struggle. The murderous daughter of the god of death began to wonder.
Suddenly, her eyes widened, and the body of the prey in the front alley actually fell in two.
This is split in half by someone!
Watching this scene, the death girl's scalp was numb, and she took a step back in fright.
The scene before it has shown that the prey did not die by one's own hands, but was split in half by another person and died.
"Your career as a killer is over."
A sudden sound came from the depths of the alley, making the goddess of death shocked, she flashed away for the first time, and at the same time she dashed away, five flying needles in her hand were thrown into the depths of the alley.
"Dangdang!"
The deep alley sounded the sound of flying needles being chopped down.
She flashed quickly under the street light pole in horror: Who is this person? Why do you know you are a killer? Is he also from the killer world
"Lan Ji, real name Su Wei, is 28 years old, female, joined Xue Da Luo at the age of 20, ranked 106 in the Asian killer list when he was 23, and ranked 99 in the world killer list at the age of 25 and a half. He retired from the killer world because of a man, and lived in an ordinary life for less than a year and a half. He entered the killer world again and became an unorganized and undisciplined vagrant killer. He killed countless people in a year. He debuted for eight years and has more than 700 missions. , The success rate is 95%. Good at free fighting, flying needles, daggers, a set of killing legs. Character is cunning!"
A voice of vicissitudes of life came from the dark and deep alley, every word shocked her heart, because she was Lan Ji Suwei.
She was so horrified, she was able to assert that this person must be a killer, and definitely not an ordinary killer, otherwise she would never know the killer list, let alone understand herself so clearly.
"You are the one who punishes the prison!"
Su Wei determined his source, and slowly walked out from behind the street light pole, but there were several flying needles hidden in his hand: "Did Xiao Wuya send you to help me kill? Or did Xiao Wuya have anything to say for you to take? give me."
The moonlight poured into the alley, reflecting on him in the deep alley. His face was cold, his eyes were a little vicissitudes of life, and his lips lightly moved: "No one sent me. If I really said I was sent, then it was your call. ."
"What?" Su Wei was taken aback.
"If I don't help you, who can help you?"
"If I don't care about you, who can care about you?"
"The killer is a way of no return. I don't allow you to step into this murder road surrounded by darkness, coldness, and mercilessness." As he spoke, he walked out of the deep alley step by step.
"Who are you?" She frowned slightly, vaguely aware of something, because although the voice had a taste of vicissitudes, it could not conceal the familiarity to her, not to mention the person in this world who can speak to herself like this. I'm afraid he is the only one in my heart.
She has been relying on killing stimulation to activate her heartbeat, but now there is no killing stimulation, her heartbeat is becoming tense, her breathing has become less calm, her eyes are fixed on him who is about to walk out, and she tries to say: "Don't tell me ,It's you?"
"it's me!"
"What?" Su Wei was shocked.
"You guessed it, I'm Nie Yun, I'm back." He came to the alley.
The moonlight illuminates his face clearly, and her eyes are incredulous.
He, it's him.
There was a touch of intolerance in his eyes, and there was still a bit of vicissitudes, and Junyi's face was strangely gentle, a little sad, a little bit sorrowful.