"Hmph hum~ hum~ hum hum ~ hum~"

In the soft and vague singing, the erratic and slender figure passed through the neon lights and night of the city, like a weightless ghost, jumping between tall buildings and buildings. Every time he jumped,

Then a breeze lifted her body, as if she was flying in the sky.

Just like that, it landed on the apartment.

Ignoring gravity, she walked down the wall, kicked open the half-closed window, and jumped into the room where the lights were still on.

"Aran, I'm back."

What responded to her was a sword energy that was so refined that it was almost non-existent!

The merciless burst of hundreds of swords roared towards us!

The sword energy gathered together like a storm, filling the too-narrow living room and engulfing her completely. But soon, the countless sword energy that surpassed the sharp blade dissipated in a wisp of light.

An Ning stepped in and saw that familiar face...

Already, full of anger!

"Don't bully brother Ji Jue!"

"You actually lost your temper?"

An Ning was stunned for a moment, then nodded suddenly: "Well, we haven't seen each other for two years, Aran has grown up too."

While sighing, her figure suddenly rushed forward, appearing in front of An Ran without any warning, and easily dismantled and defeated all his long-prepared attacks.

Finally, she skillfully grabbed his wrist, twisted it, and pinned him down on the sofa.

Just like the results of countless duels.

Xiaoan was completely defeated.

Finally, she lowered her head and asked curiously:

"Are you trying to steal a man from your sister?"

Xiao An was stunned, and was so shocked that he forgot his anger, and shook his head vigorously: "I, Ji, brother Ji Jue and I don't have that kind of relationship! It's impossible for a man to be with a man..."

But An Ning came closer and looked directly at him.

"Yes, very yes!" She retorted flatly: "As long as it is true love, age, identity, and status are not problems, and gender shouldn't be a problem either, right?"

"Brother Ji Jue and I are not in a relationship where we are going to get married!"

"Oh ho?"

An Ning's smile became more and more cheerful, "If you are not going to compete with your sister for a man... then you will definitely help me?"

She paused, her smile became sweeter, and she let go: "After all, if my sister marries him, wouldn't you and Brother Ji Jue be able to get along day and night?"

"I……"

Xiao An was at a loss for words. She instinctively did not want brother Ji Jue to have too much contact with his sister, and did not approve of the two of them being together: "Brother Ji Jue won't like you!"

"Really? That's hard to say."

An Ning raised her slender fingers, twirled the broken hair around her ears, revealing her delicate cheeks, "After all, I'm pretty, even prettier than you."

"It's no use!"

Xiao An raised his head and straightened his chest and retorted flatly: "Brother Ji Jue never judges people by their appearance!"

"But I'm very talented and very strong. I'm probably ten to a hundred times stronger than you, right?"

An Ning held her chin, still smiling: "Besides, if I work harder and kick my second uncle away, after grandpa and dad pass away, maybe I will be the head of the An family.

When the time comes to rely on Anjia, won't he be able to get wind and rain?"

"So what?"

Xiao An glanced disdainfully and became more determined: "Brother Ji Jue never cares about power, nor does he compare others based on their strength or family background!"

"Really? Then it seems that I have no advantage in his eyes."

Although she said this, An Ning didn't seem to panic at all, her smile became more and more cunning, which made An Ran have a bad premonition in her heart. When she heard her soft words:

"In this case, wouldn't my only advantage be 'having money'?"

"Gu..."

An Ran is sluggish.

Stiff, swallowed.

This was the only point he could not refute after looking through the Book of Sacred Scriptures.

An Ning discovered the weakness, and An Ning launched an attack.

So, An Ning killed the game.

Enron has suffered a complete defeat and cannot make a comeback.

"Well, that's it! As long as I give him a lot of money, he will never forget me!"

An Ning pursued the victory: "I remember he can repair cars, right? Buy a car, it's too ordinary, I always feel like I can't leave a deep impression..."

As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number: "Hello? Dad, it's me. I have a man. Give me money. I'm going to buy the sports car factory of Huanyu Heavy Industries and give it to him...

"

It's over, it's over, it's all over!

An Ran was sweating profusely and her eyes were distracted.

It seems that I have seen Brother Ji Jue being bribed by his sister with money, and he has become a degenerate person who only knows how to enjoy and spend money every day without any ideals...

No, it can't be!

Brother Ji Jue must be rescued from his sister's clutches!

What to do? What to do! What to do?!

On the day before her sixteenth birthday, An Ran understood the meaning of hesitation and helplessness for the first time.

The fortunate thing is that... in the end, An Ning did not buy a car factory.

Because my father doesn't want to pay.

It's not that they are stingy with this meager meeting gift. But in the eyes of the middle-aged and elderly people who love pure love, it is not a relationship without formal confession and communication.

Long live pure love!

Xiao An made up his mind to work more, take more orders, and earn a lot more money for Brother Ji Jue, so that he can stick to his ideals and avoid his sister's sinful temptation!

Work hard! Work hard! Become stronger!

Leaving my weakness here...

This power is the reason to protect Brother Ji Jue!

And outside the window, the long night stretches on.

The moonlight gradually disappeared behind the clouds.

Darkness is as permanent as a nightmare.

.

Nightmares and hell are in the blood.

In Keats Hospital, in the inpatient building, at the end of the corridor where scarlet was flowing, a clear voice came.

bite--

The elevator door opened, revealing a tragic face with bare bones. He staggered, moved his left leg, and walked out step by step.

Blood was dripping from the empty and broken sleeve of his left hand.

"Isn't this day a little too exciting?"

Old Lin raised his left hand that was made of black smoke and sparks, touched his face, and forcibly connected the broken jaw, smoothed the broken skin, and pieced together the original appearance.

In the reflection of the window, he looked at his ugly appearance.

And just behind the elevator door is a hell filled with corpses and scarlet, without any sound.

"spit."

He lowered his head and spit out scarlet blood.

Step by step, I walked through the corridor filled with corpses.

Finally, the door to the ward was opened.

Amidst the mess, a tired sigh could be heard.

"It's too late, Lao Lin."

On the ground, between the overturned cart and the mess of cables and infusion tubes, Chen Xingzhou raised his head and greeted hoarsely: "What happened?"

In his arms, the nurse struggled violently in the strangulation with her hands, spitting out scarlet blood bubbles. Her spasmodic palms pulled Chen Xingzhou's face randomly, leaving scratch marks that were deeply visible to the bones.

In this way, the end came in embarrassment.

No more sound.

"It looks like the situation is good. The operation was successful. The panacea is not in vain."

The equally embarrassed partner grinned and asked mockingly: "Why bother to live and die for nothing?"

"Ever since I was seven years old and started working for the bosses when I was eleven years old, I have understood one truth - a man should die without a burial place, be clean and tidy, and win thoroughly and with dignity.

noodle.

Who is a man if he doesn’t even dare to risk his own life?”

Chen Xingzhou let go of his hand with difficulty, ignoring the scarlet color flowing out of his abdomen, coughing and wheezing, and finally raised his head, "Is there any smoke?"

"Smoking now? Are you looking for death?"

Lao Lin curled his lips and fumbled with his remaining right hand in his pocket for a long time before throwing away the cigarette case and lighter.

A wisp of green smoke rose from the firelight.

White mist slowly spit out.

Chen Xingzhou lay comfortably in a pool of blood at the foot of the bed, ignoring the colic in his internal organs and the shadow of death, as if he had no worries at all: "You look many years older. Will my life after death be so bad?"

"It can be said to be relaxed and happy. Without a troublesome boss, every day feels like retirement." Lao Lin replied nonchalantly: "On the other hand, that boy Yubo has been very tired these past two days. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on anymore, right?"

Chen Xingzhou was silent for a moment and said softly: "I was the one who dragged him down."

"No, I think his only hope now is that you die as soon as possible."

"ah?"

Chen Xingzhou was sluggish.

Lao Lin shrugged: "He plans to listen to his friend's advice and donate the money to the Sogo Church. Then he will start his life over again by himself."

"Haha, hahahahaha, cough cough cough cough..."

While he was choking and coughing, Chen Xingzhou couldn't help it anymore and laughed loudly: "Didn't I make a very good friend? It's very good, very good. Now I feel relieved even if I die."

"In other words, the disaster will last for thousands of years, but your life will still be long."

"It doesn't sound like a good thing."

"Just listen to it, you're not a good person either."

Lao Lin stretched out his one arm, pulled the half-dead Chen Xingzhou up from the ground, and placed him in a wheelchair. Then he took out a potion from his pocket, aimed it at his neck and injected it again: "Don't get too happy too soon, the outcome is still unclear.

.”

"No, I have already won..."

In a trance and dizziness, Chen Xingzhou grinned and murmured softly: "I compete with God for my fate. I am the winner. The winner of this round is mine!"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes."

Lao Lin nodded helplessly, watching as his pale face gradually turned red, and he gradually regained consciousness and regained his senses after taking the expensive medicine.

Until the last trace of smile disappeared from his face.

He regained his composure again.

He became the Chen Xingzhou he was familiar with again.

And in the blood outside the door, footsteps sounded, and figures one after another walked out of the darkness and stood in the corridor, waiting quietly.

Until Lao Lin pushed open the door, a wheelchair drove out, running over a pool of blood.

"Let's go, everyone."

Chen Xingzhou nodded calmly and greeted his long-lost subordinates, "Go meet your old friends and give them some good news."

He said: "Tonight is too long. I'm afraid everyone won't be able to wait until dawn."

Outside the window, the last ray of neon and light went out in the middle of the night.

In the infinite darkness, there is only blood and death.

This is the cruel ending.

They left behind a messy ward and corridor, and just like that, disappeared into the darkness.

Fifteen minutes later, Lei Yaoxing received news that the two teams of Jin Wujiu and Li Wentong had been wiped out, and Chen Xingzhou was missing and his whereabouts were unknown.

Two hours later, the doctor from Haizhou Guangyao Hospital personally signed the death certificate and delivered it to Lei Yaoxing outside the emergency room.

After lingering for half a month, Lei Wuye finally died.

"One step slowly, one step slowly."

Lei Yaoxing stared at the piece of paper in his hand, raised his head, and looked out the window at the thickening night. At the end of the endless darkness, the result waiting for him was already faintly revealed.

But unexpectedly, he was calm.

"Let's mourn."

He said, "Some things must end and come to an end."

Four hours later, there was a sudden thunderstorm and heavy rain.

After the sudden rain hurried away, a faint ray of dawn appeared at the end of the sky, illuminating the blood that had not been washed away.

For everyone, a night that was so long that there was no end came to an end.
Chapter completed!