Wild temptation! After a full-level hacker boss is selected into the special agent team

Li Changzhou's head was already dizzy under the alcohol. He looked at the wine glass in his hand and was thinking about some self-deprecating words such as "Three people in the shadow". Suddenly he felt a pain in his hand and subconsciously put it in his hand. The rim of the cup in his hand was thrown out.

Li Changzhou was stunned when he dropped the cup.

There was a dark shadow on the table just now, and when I quickly turned around, I saw a cat's tail flashing at the customer's feet, and then the cat disappeared into the crowd.

cat?

Where did the cat come from? Li Changzhou shook his head helplessly. The wild cat was probably just like him, unloved and homeless.

"Sir, do you need help?" The waiter hurried over and helped pack away the things and liquids. "Do you want me to help you get another order?"

Just when Li Changzhou was about to speak, he saw a few more marks made by the cat's claws on the back of his left hand, at the tiger's mouth, and a tingling warmth came from above.

Somehow, Li Changzhou seemed to be more clear-headed, and he felt something in the dark.

"Sir?" The waiter called Li Changzhou again while holding the fragments.

Li Changzhou came to his senses: "Huh?"

The waiter asked patiently, "Do you want me to order another one for you?"

Li Changzhou shook his head, "No, thank you."

"Okay, I wish you a pleasant meal."

Unexpectedly, after the waiter left, a figure among the crowd swaying to the music turned around and walked towards Li Changzhou.

Li Changzhou was about to stand up to pay the bill. When he saw the figure appearing in front of him, he changed again and said with an unhappy expression: "You're late."

"Really? I thought you wanted to get high by yourself for a while. It seems I was overthinking it." The woman's red lips said sarcastic words extremely harshly, "I didn't expect you to be able to restrain yourself in this situation. Emotions, ah, I remembered, if that wild cat hadn't disturbed your good deeds, you would have gone crazy on the dance floor by now."

Li Changzhou frowned, "Jing Yuan, you are still so annoying."

The woman known as Jing Yuan raised her body, stretched her hands into the air, and stretched her body. Her hot figure looked extremely ambiguous and attractive under the ultra-short black suspender skirt studded with reflective diamonds. Attention.

She flipped up her black wavy hair with the back of her hand. Under the ambiguous gazes of the people around her, she leaned close to Li Changzhou's ear and breathed to Li Changzhou, "Brother Xiaozhou, don't tell me that you came to me today just to talk to Li Changzhou." I drink."

Li Changzhou smelled the woman's fragrance and stepped back unnaturally, "I got it."

"Oh?" Jing Yuan showed an extremely excited look, "Where is it?"

Li Changzhou's expression flashed, and he put his right hand in his pocket and never took it out, "I put it in a very safe place."

Jing Yuan showed an ambiguous smile, "That's awesome, brother Xiaozhou, you are indeed the talent that the boss has chosen. After I report the situation, I will take you to see him. As for that thing..."

Jing Yuan blinked and gently pecked Li Changzhou's earlobe, "It doesn't matter if you take it first."

Li Changzhou quickly flashed past, but the woman's warmth was still left on his earlobe. He endured the nausea in his heart and said, "Then let's do this for now."

He still hates being touched by others.

He also hated the contact between Huang Mao and Mu Fengquan, but he had to endure it in order to take revenge.

But now, he doesn't want to endure it anymore.

Immediately, he stood up quickly, paid the bill and walked out of the bar.

Jing Yuan sat on the spot and snorted, "Really, I can't help teasing."

Zhou Zishan had already returned to the ventilation duct, shook his cold shoulder off his back, and told him: Go and talk to that woman.

Then, Zhou Zishan jumped up quickly, crossed the pipe skillfully, and followed Li Changzhou out of the Suture Bar.

Ling Lie, who was still just a gecko, looked at Zhou Zishan's leaving figure, his red eyes reflecting the feasting and feasting in the bar.

Li Changzhou came to the river alone, crossed layers of reed swamps, and walked to the wooden plank road. He drooped in a corner and cried out in a broken voice in the deserted night.

Tired of shouting, Li Changzhou sat down again and looked at the seal ring on the index finger of his right hand. The cowardly expression just now flashed away and was replaced by a ferocious look.

He wants to become stronger, and he can no longer be so strong at the mercy of anyone.

If you want to become stronger, you have to be ruthless and ruthless...

At this moment, a sparse voice came from behind.

He turned around and saw that the reeds were swaying, as if there was something hidden in the dark depths.

Li Changzhou stood up reflexively, took out the knife from his pocket, and showed a fierce look in his eyes.

"Meow."

A black cat with blue eyes popped its head out of the reeds. Its pointed ears were itched by the reed poles, and it twitched twice extremely sharply.

This kitten is extremely cute and beautiful, with round and big eyes, extremely clear, as if it has the purest soul in the world.

Li Changzhou sneered, "What did you think it was? A cat."

In this case, if you bump into me, don't blame me for opening you up!

Li Changzhou walked towards the black cat, put the knife behind him, slowly squatted down, stretched out his left hand, and placed it in front of the black cat. He smiled softly, but his eyes flashed with crazy cruelty. "Kitten, don't be afraid. Come here and let me hug you..."

The little black cat looked straight at him, motionless.

Okay, that's it, don't move, don't move... Li Changzhou squatted down, and his thin left hand was trying to slowly rest on the little black cat's head.

Zhou Zishan looked at Li Changzhou quietly.

Just before he joined Ling Lie in the afternoon, he saw and accepted the mission from the [Justice League].

A grave-filler discovered Huang Mao's corpses scattered in Hongcheng, and used his powers to restore the murderer's every move and appearance at the crime scene, and passed it on to the [Justice League] mission list.

Until just now in the bar, he had no intention of murder.

Li Changzhou put his hand on Zhou Zishan's head. The cat hair in his hand felt very good. Li Changzhou murmured something in a low voice, "You are homeless too, right? You have no one to love either. With me Same."

"You look very thin, and you haven't had much to eat, right? Just like me..."

"Kitten, what's the point of living in this world? Why am I always not recognized by others when I go crazy to create something? Why do they always look down on me?"

"My first painting was bought by someone for 10 yuan. He said he could use it as a tablecloth."

"My second painting, someone tore it up and said it was worse than toilet paper..."

The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one...

"...You don't understand, little kitten, you don't understand."

"You should have claws too, right? You followed me from the bar, right? I remember your smell, it smells a little like chamomile."

"I want to become stronger, do you? You care about me so much, do you want to..."

When he said this, Li Changzhou's expression changed, and he raised the sharp knife in his hand with a crazy smile, "Do you want to be my stepping stone? Let's start with you, this little kitten!"

"Yeah."

The knife rises and falls, the white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.

Zhou Zishan lowered his head and looked at Li Changzhou, who was lying in the reed swamp with his hands covering his neck and said nothing.

He is now wearing another identity. He is only 170cm tall, looks very thin, and has an unattractive appearance.

"You...ahem...how...so fast..."

As he spoke the syllables, the blood rushed out.

Li Changzhou was trying to look around to see where the cat had gone, but he could never find the cat.

Blood oozed crazily from the gaps between his fingers, and his words were intermittent: "I...I...ahem...I don't want to die...I..."

At this moment, Zhou Zishan's eyes tightened and he clenched the knife he had snatched from his hand.

The signet ring was shining, sucking Li Changzhou's blood crazily.

Once again, Zhou Zishan cut off Li Changzhou's index finger with his sword and lifted the seal ring aside.

The numb feeling on his scalp just now disappeared.

I really don’t know what this signet ring will look like if it sucks Li Changzhou dry.

As the seal ring left his hand, Li Changzhou's last-minute hope of survival finally disappeared.

Those eyes were gray, reflecting the bright moon and reeds above their heads.

Zhou Zishan cut off a few reeds with his knife and passed them through the bloody signet ring. After wiping the blood off the ring, he drilled the reed rod through the middle of the ring and put the ring and the small reed rod together. Into pocket.

Immediately, he took out his mobile phone to take a photo, uploaded it to the [Justice League] forum, and collected the bounty.

Only this time he wasn't as happy as usual.

Looking at Li Changzhou in silence, the moonlight fell on Zhou Zishan's back.

Shadows fell long on the ground, turning the bright red bloodstains into black. The hands that created the genius paintings lost their life.

however.

That oppressive feeling like a awn in the throat appears again!

Zhou Zishan suddenly raised his eyes.

In the distance, on the riverside landscape nearly fifty meters away, stood a tall man.

Across the long reed marsh, the two looked at each other from a distance.