This is already a slum area. Not only are there no video monitors along the way, but there are not many pedestrians.
The other party chose a good place, and the time is also suitable for killing people.
Ironically, this actually erased Gu Qingshan's worries.
In the distance, a piercing siren sounded.
Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a small police shuttle rapidly approaching from the sky.
There was no one around, so it was impossible for someone to call the police. The time when the police came was so coincidental, it seemed that it had been arranged long ago.
According to the normal development of the situation, he was stabbed to death on the spot long ago, and then the police came down to collect the body, picked up a dagger to make an on-site record, and then it was done hastily.
When Su Xue'er got the news and sent someone to check, she couldn't see anything.
Tomorrow, of course someone will come forward and surrender, the reason is that they got too drunk and started a conflict, and the attack was too heavy for a while.
Everyone is dead, what else can Su Xueer do
That's the end of the matter.
Gu Qingshan glanced coldly at the small police shuttle, grabbed the only young man who was still alive on the ground, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.
the other side.
casino.
Nie Yun glanced at the cards in his hand and said, "Let's deal the cards, I'll keep following."
The female dealer couldn't help but wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a deep breath, and dealt the cards to the two players.
"Young Master Nie, you don't have to play so big," said the man with the big back and sunglasses opposite.
Behind the man in sunglasses, a slim figure hid behind the chair, not even daring to show his head.
Nie Yun didn't care and said, "It's only two million. If you can't afford it, you can discard it."
"Two million is nothing, but you still want my red card chick, which I can't bear." The man in sunglasses said.
"I can add money." Nie Yun said.
Feeling the slight trembling of the slim figure, the man in sunglasses smiled wryly and said, "My red card is not for sale. If you let her go, I'll give you two more premium products, how about it?"
Nie Yun said: "This woman dares to pour wine all over my face, I have to make her understand something."
A middle-aged man in a black tie and white shirt came in and whispered something in Nie Yun's ear.
Nie Yun slapped the other party, and said coldly, "Who told me it's okay?"
The middle-aged man bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry, young master, please give me an hour, and I will arrange someone to solve the problem."
Nie Yun said, "You only have half an hour."
The middle-aged man paused and said, "Yes, I will go in person."
He turned and strode away.
"What's the matter, Young Master Nie, if there's something bothering you, why don't you let me solve it," said the man with the dark glasses on his back.
Nie Yun snorted and said, "What do you want to do?"
The man in the sunglasses spread his hands, "It's very simple, I will solve a problem for you, and you will let go of my red card."
Nie Yun thought for a while, then suddenly smiled and said, "Why don't we have a more exciting game."
The man in the sunglasses secretly complained, but on his face he said happily: "Young Master Nie, please tell me."
For ordinary playboys, the man in sunglasses doesn't need to show face at all, but Nie Yun is the largest noble family in Changning County, except for the Su family.
The man in the sunglasses has been mixed with black and white for many years, and he knows that if he wants to do something in this land, he must not offend the young man in front of him.
Nie Yun fiddled with his communication optical brain and projected the image on the snow-white wall.
Nie Yundao: "This is my subordinate. I just told him to turn on the real-time projection. We can see him moving quickly."
The man in sunglasses nodded and said, "That's right."
Nie Yun said: "He will kill someone, we will bet on how many moves he will use to kill him."
The man in sunglasses hesitated and said, "Who is the other party?"
"A poor student—by the way, I'll bet on my death." Nie Yun said, and ordered into the communicator.
The man in the sunglasses smiled wryly: "Your subordinate is a martial arts master, even if you kill a martial artist below five stars, you only need one move."
Only when warriors have reached the level of nine stars can they have a chance to hit the realm of a master.
Once you reach the realm of the master, you have completely bid farewell to the category of mortals, and even the army cannot deal with such an existence. Only by dispatching a group of combat mechs can it be possible to defeat the opponent.
Martial arts masters have the same status as nobles, respected by everyone, and looked up to by the world.
"If you bet or not, I will lose face if you don't. Don't blame me for not giving face." Nie Yun said impatiently.
"Okay," the man in sunglasses took a deep breath, "then I can only bet that he can't kill that poor boy with one move."
"That's right, if you win, the two million will be yours." Nie Yun said with pride.
"What if I lose?"
Nie Yun said: "I want both the money and the red card chick."
The face of the man in sunglasses twitched, and he was about to decline, but he heard a voice from behind: "Bet with him."
The man in sunglasses lowered his voice and said, "What should I do if I lose?"
The slender figure stopped trembling, and said softly: "If you lose, kill all the members of the Nie family, then strip him clean, and send him to be a real red card."
She added: "At worst, I will give up the mission and return to China."
The man in the sunglasses felt a chill in his heart, knowing that this guy didn't intend to bear it any longer.
He looked at Nie Yun, who was domineering and domineering, and sighed secretly, "Okay, I bet."
Nie Yun snapped his fingers, raised his wine glass with a smile, and said, "Very well, let's watch the tiger hunt quietly—it is also a kind of enjoyment to watch a martial arts master kill."
On the other side, the martial arts master who was ordered to kill was moving rapidly.
It was late at night, and the dim lights along the way kept receding from his side, and the whole city was falling into a deep sleep, but his movements were light and flexible, without making a single sound, let alone disturbing anyone's sleep .
He is the great priest of the Nie family, with a fierce and cruel temperament. He has always been the leader of all martial arts professionals in the Nie family.
The poor boy lives in a building in the slums, on the 22nd floor, the third room from the left.
The fierce tiger is very clear about his mission.
Open the door, rush in, and kill the opponent, it's that simple.
But he will never be careless. After all, the group of people arranged in front of him has lost all news, can't be contacted, and can't find their location.
There is something strange about this.
Just as he was thinking, the communicator suddenly rang.
"Fierce tiger, the man is in my hands."
The fierce tiger was a little surprised, and replied: "Didn't I ask you to kill him directly?"
"No, no, I think the price should be mentioned again."
Damn it, it turned out to be like this, the fierce tiger cursed secretly.
The garbage in the underground world dares to temporarily increase the price. Is my reputation as a fierce tiger not enough to deter them
The fierce tiger grinned, trying to keep his tone calm, "Of course the price can be negotiated, where are you?"
"I'll wait for you where that kid lives, I believe you know the place."
The communicator hangs up.
The fierce tiger roared angrily, and smashed the billboard by the road with one punch.
Dare to raise the price with me, just wait, my reputation as a fierce tiger is not for nothing.
He speeded up his actions, and his whole body was like a gray shooting star across the night sky.
Five minutes later, Jihu was standing on the 22nd floor of the building, identified the house number, and kicked open the security door.