The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 1361 Evernight Neon 21
The atmosphere of the lantern festival is getting closer to its peak, and under the surface of the warm celebration, the crisis is silently fermenting.

Damon was very popular with the girls tonight. After some exchange, he took the initiative to hold the hand of one of the masked girls.

The girl is tall and slender, and stands out among her peers. She calmly dragged Damon to the dark alley.

However, as soon as he entered, the girl released him, picked up a bag of clothes and stuffed it into his hands, and the person disappeared at the end of the alley.

Damon was as calm as expected, he changed his mask and attire, and sneaked to a side door.

A hand in the dark reached his arm: "Who!"

"I have an appointment with the old gentleman."

The man paused, the owner of the house turned off the lights early, and came to meet someone in Shili Street... The distinguished guest arrived, and the receptionist pressed the headset: "Please come inside."

Dimon is very cautious, but he doesn't know that since he entered the lantern festival venue tonight, his whereabouts have been monitored, and it can be said that it has never been interrupted.

In another wooden building, one hand tucked the curtains to prevent the light from the screen from penetrating.The light slanted on the young and handsome face, it was the little master of Hidden Mist Island, Guo Ziye.

When he is alone, he only needs to restrain his sarcasm and arrogance, and his whole person will appear mature and rational.Especially when his eyes were fixed in thought, the kind of calmness that he inadvertently revealed that only an elderly person had, was really out of line with this young body.

"Not bad..." he said in a low voice.

Both prey were caught in the net.

The reason why Damon came here for the appointment of the owner of the house has its own antecedents:
In this life, Hidden Mist Island has not obtained the doctor and information, the genetic experiment cannot be restarted, and the Guo family bloodline has withered. Even if the hole can be barely filled this time, it will definitely not be able to produce a qualified sacrifice for the next generation to present to the "Sea God".

Dimon is the closest person to the doctor. It is hard to be convincing to say that he has no idea where the doctor will hide important things.This is also the reason why the Patriarch has not let people go for a long time.

Damon seemed to be happy to accept the "fifth miss" as a double agent, but with the advancement of the Sea God Festival, the fifth lady seemed to be less interested in him.

Dimon's life was tough.

This was the temptation of the Patriarch, and it was also the result of Guo Ziye's deliberate interference.

Finally, Dimon reached out.

The owner responded quickly.

……

Guo Ziye sat back and glanced next door.

Miss Jiu was still young and was most sleep-deprived. After walking around all night, she was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, and was taken to a small room by Hiiragi to rest.Hiiragi returned to the main hall, just as Daimon on the screen slipped into the doorway.

Hiiragi looked down on this "weak" grass on the wall.

He swiped lightly and reported: "The old man set off an hour ago and confirmed his arrival at Shili Street."

Guo Ziye was still staring at the wall connected to the cubicle, so he slowed down and reminded him: "Three Caves of the Crafty Rabbit, people must not be in this building, and you should pay special attention to other directions."

Under Hiiragi's debugging, the screen suddenly turned.

Every ten meters in the damp passage, there was a hazy dark light, and huge black shadows flickered on the wall. There were two strong men in front of and behind Dimon, blocking the road, as if he was afraid of escaping.

The screen flips a few times to capture another spot.

The same figure.

This time, the "protagonist" in the middle is a man in Tang suit with an old-fashioned pace.He also wears a mask, and his figure is almost the same as that of the owner.

Guo Ziye took a few glances and sneered.

Hiiragi only felt that the recent eldest young master was unpredictable.

Why embarrass Dimon, and why not cut the weeds down?Today, he could have stopped Daemon halfway, but his master stopped him... Why?
Hiiragi hesitated and reminded: "Dimon has nothing on him."

If you want to attract the owner, you can only rely on providing information.

Assuming that Dimon has important information in his hands, he can become a guest earlier, and he does not need to cooperate with Fifth Miss.The problem lies in this information, either it will tie him to Hidden Mist Island and cannot escape, or it is just a pretense.

"I don't care what he can come up with... This guy, he just wants to leave safely now, it's not difficult." Guo Ziye sneered, "Why don't you come and beg me?"

Because this shortcut is the other side dare not take.

Damon, or Xianghuai, had gradually developed doubts after he woke up, began to pry into the secrets of his soul, and began to ponder which decisions in his past life had been influenced by him Guo Ziye.

Xianghuai tried to use the proving ground to solve the hidden danger, not only to win his former boss here, but also to kill the mysterious man parasitic in his soul.

On the first day of the questioning test, they briefly confronted each other. Xiang Huai was defeated and kicked out of the eldest young master's body. In order to keep the qualification for the assessment, Xiang Huai used a secret method to select an anchor point and forcibly stay, and he became the basement. Prisoner Damon.

Not completely unprofitable.

The process of soul collision brought Xianghuai into contact with some memories, including Guo Ziye's life on the island when he was young.Therefore, he has a certain understanding of Hidden Mist Island, and also knows that this island will eventually sink.

He just didn't know the exact reason.Because that was the deepest secret of the Guo family.

Xiang Huai lost both anger and powerlessness.

He resented that he failed to restrain the dormant guy, and he actually made people turn against the guest.At the same time, he was shocked to discover that Guo Ziye had been included in the underworld just like him!He escaped!

Why escape from the underworld?

Xianghuai has been relying on the Lord of the Underworld for hundreds of years. Knowing the difficulty of this matter, he cannot imagine how Guo Ziye did it.A stomach full of doubts, but it is obvious that the other party is in Ming, and he has the advantage, how can he dare to send it to the door.

Guo Ziye clearly saw the twists and turns in his heart, and didn't care much, he only believed that Hidden Mist Island must sink.

It's not bad to leave Xianghuai by the way.

So he continued to exert influence on Xianghuai's soul, blocking the flow of information from the underworld, not letting him know the hidden rules of the trial ground, and then guiding Xianghuai to use his abilities to make waves...

It's a pity that the younger generation will only use some humble servants to do experiments and make small troubles, and the punishment mechanism has not been triggered so far.

If you're not out, change the game.

"Let me see how long you can last..." Guo Ziye stared at the long shadow flickering in the passage.Sometimes it is the controlled Daemon, sometimes the protected old man, the two sides are approaching.

He turned to his most trusted subordinate: "You set off early this morning, and I want you to send all the invitations in person, not a single guest is allowed."

The second command was: "Wait for him to come out and get rid of him."

Hiiragi: "..."

The owner will not let him assassinate the owner of the family alone. This "he" is Damon.

Strangely, Hiiragi noticed that there was some incomprehensible connection between the master and the kid.

The master could easily let Damon die on the island, but he always kept his balance and cooperated with the fifth young lady.

Yes, they are one-sided in this matter!They tested him, played with him, watched him, admired his struggles and resistance... Hiiragi couldn't figure out why.

Whoosh!
Throwing something head-on, Hiiragi glanced at the outline through the bag, subconsciously frowning - he used to use cold weapons.

"Just use it, wouldn't you fold yourself in?" Guo Ziye looked at him playfully.

Hiiragi's knife-sharp brows trembled: "Impossible!"

"okay."

Guo Ziye didn't stop looking at it, that kind of eyes showed nostalgia, as if he was talking to another person through him.

Hiiragi was suspicious when he heard him repeat the previous order: "All the guests I invited must come, or you won't come back."

"No problem." He was confident.

"Hiiragi, since you came to me, you have never let me down... These two things are very important, I can't trust anyone else, so you can only do it."

The young master, who is used to giving orders, has a sincere tone. He lowered his tone. In this wet and cold night, it sounds like a trace of warmth that is enough to soothe the soul.

They were not completely superiors and subordinates, Hiiragi stubbornly took him as a savior, but he felt that sometimes they were more like a pair of old friends who were in harmony, blood and smoke on an old map harmoniously intertwined.

Across the staggered time and space, he was talking to a fallen shining soul... That soul is also called Hiiragi, and has been gone for a long time.

Guo Ziye stopped looking at this familiar face.

Even if there is only an illusory projection in front of him, he should thank the existence in the void for helping him realize a regret.

Hiiragi breathed in a hurry, but the joy of being recognized didn't go to his head. He subconsciously touched the stack of invitations in the inner bag and warned himself not to miss it. Finally, he took out the weapon from the bag with great care and checked before departure.

No muffler.

To make things bigger?

Hiiragi thought for a moment, then grabbed the things and strode away.

He understands, this is the beginning of the transformation of Hidden Mist Island.

The bullet coming out of his barrel would be the first signal... It's a pity that he couldn't stay and participate in the follow-up.

Hiiragi felt vaguely that something was missing.

Looking back on this section again, the young man finally realized that this time the instruction he received was missing a sentence at the end.

"Go early and return early".

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In the market, Lan Shuying pulled Miss Six with one hand, and brought a gift juice from the stall owner, and bought the same.

Miss Liu was not willing to answer: "I said I'm not thirsty!"

Lan Shuying likes to tease her to show her teeth and claws, she blinked and said, "I didn't ask if you were thirsty, I bought everything, just take it."

Weird.

This is the only one in the whole street that sells drinks.

The packaging is in a high-quality glass bottle. The light-colored ribbon on the bottle mouth is slightly moistened. At first glance, it smells fruity.

Lan Shuying was thoughtful.

essence?No, that should be a second layer of cover up.

As soon as the stopper was pulled out, the breath rushed out of the mouth of the bottle, so strong that it seemed to be covering up something.

Miss Six moved her nose slightly, her eyes flickered with suspicion for a moment, and she quickly lowered her eyes when people around her didn't notice her.

"Something's wrong." Lan Shuying looked at the glass bottle.

Miss Six was heartbroken.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" She turned to the little girl with a smile.

"……what?"

"There are a lot of food and entertainment on this street, but there is only one that sells and drinks. If you want me to say, other people are not good at doing business."

Miss Six breathed a sigh of relief: "You haven't sold anything before, you don't care what others do."

"I haven't sold it before, but... all the application materials of the merchants are in my cabinet." Lan Shuying asked her again in a relaxed tone, "I really don't want to say it?"

Sixth Miss feels uncomfortable, hey, even in front of the master, she has never felt so guilty!No, don't be shy!
"I have nothing to say!"

Lan Shuying pressed the cork back, shook her head, and revealed the mystery: "I said, why would I be willing to use such a good bottle with something mixed in? You don't have to be nervous, it has nothing to do with you, I know it."

Miss Six: "..."

"You make things, but you don't put them."

Miss Six: "..."

"I guess I don't dare to put deadly things. It's a good season. I just want to add some blockage to me, so drinking it will make me embarrassed."

"right?"

Miss Liu gradually became numb: You have finished speaking, what else do you want me to say?
It is impossible for these people to trust each other, because she is afraid that if she tells the truth, she will be the first person to be suspected.

Two glasses of juice, one with problems and one without.It happened that she was handed to Fifth Young Miss, not to kill her, but to slap her in the face.

Miss Six looked up to the heights along the line of sight beside her, her pupils trembled slightly, and she bumped into a baby face mask with a weird smile!
The mask was obviously put on indiscriminately, in the style of a child, with a pink and white chin on the edge, adorned with an exquisite red bean-like mole.

"It's her..." Miss Six gritted her teeth.

The girl was a little younger than her, with long hair fluttering in the sea breeze, wearing a white skirt, and carrying a three-point ghost.Seeing that they found out that the drink was useless, she simply lifted the mask and made a face provocatively.

Lan Shuying also recognized that this was a competitor of the same generation. He probably figured it out, but he was only angry when she was playing as a monkey some time ago, so he came to the Lantern Club to let out his anger.

This can be light or heavy.

Before he could figure out any regulations, there was a sudden gunshot nearby, followed by screams.

Miss Six:!

baby face:! !
Lan Shuying: ...?
　To briefly talk about the reason for the interruption, two things happened last year. One was that the elders in the family were diagnosed with breast cancer, and the other was that my depression relapsed.I always wanted to finish writing the ending and post it in one breath, but I resisted when I opened the document, and felt very bad after writing it out. There was almost no progress except to produce a scrap manuscript of 10,000+ words.Today, I saw a friend in the group asking if there was any update, and she answered the conversation by herself as soon as she finished asking, saying forget it, happy 520.I suddenly feel a little... emmm, post it, if it’s a big deal, I’ll be scolded for writing badly
　　
　
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