Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

The dance floor in the bar is shrouded in dim lights, as if covering the entire space with a mysterious and hazy veil.

Here, young men and women huddle together closely, dancing wildly to the dynamic rhythm of music.

Their movements are passionate and energetic, and every twist and turn exudes the breath of youth and endless passion.

In this ambiguous atmosphere, people's eyes would intersect and collide from time to time, creating sparks in an instant.

Those glances were like electric currents, conveying the unspeakable desires and longings from the bottom of each other's hearts.

Whenever their eyes met, they would smile knowingly. This tacit understanding made people's heart beat faster, as if foreshadowing that some unknown story was about to unfold.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but suddenly, a man dressed in extremely flashy and eye-catching clothes walked out from the dance floor in a swaying manner.

He walked with exaggerated steps to a sofa and sat down heavily.

Then, he unceremoniously stretched out his arms, pulled the beauty sitting next to him into his arms, and kissed her hard.

Then, he raised his head, looked around, and asked loudly to his other companions: "Hey! Why hasn't Brother Xu come back yet?"

At this time, another man with shiny earrings in his ears responded: "That's right! It's strange that it takes so long to go to the toilet."

Hearing this, the man in flashy clothes laughed out loud, and then joked: "Haha! What's so strange? Maybe Brother Xu is in love with a beautiful woman at first sight, and the two of them ran directly to the toilet to have sex."

His words caused the people around him to burst into laughter, and someone echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, with Brother Xu's personality, he might really be able to do this!"

Everyone laughed and joked again, and one of them waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, forget him for now, let's continue playing, and we can call him when we're ready to leave."

Therefore, this group of rich second-generations immersed themselves in the carnival fever again amidst laughter and joy, enjoying to their heart's content the happiness and excitement brought by this unrestrained night.

When the clock struck one in the morning, the atmosphere in the bar was still lively.

At this time, many young men and women who fell in love with each other walked out of the bar hugging each other and headed towards the hotel not far away.

Suddenly, the mobile phones in the pockets of the rich second generations vibrated slightly at the same time, as if it was some mysterious call from the depths of darkness.

Everyone unlocked the screen curiously, and their eyes were instantly focused on the sudden unknown text message.

With trepidation in their hearts, they clicked on it gently, and a strange recording began to play:

“This is the first person.”

This nonsensical remark was like a cold wind blowing through everyone's hearts, causing these second-generation rich people who usually lived a life of luxury and were so arrogant to frown in unison.

Just as they were looking at each other and were about to start talking, a sharp and piercing scream suddenly sounded from the direction of the toilet, breaking the already tense and suffocating air.

“Someone’s dead…Someone’s dead…”

The extremely terrified cries kept echoing in my ears, like the whispers of a devil, making people shudder.

Everyone's faces turned pale in an instant, and all kinds of horrifying scenes emerged involuntarily in their minds.

Thinking of the companion who had not returned yet, their heartbeats became more and more rapid, and their feet seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and they all walked quickly towards the toilet at the same time.

When they finally arrived at the toilet door, a strong smell of blood hit their noses, making them feel sick.

Through the half-open door, you can see a large pool of bright red blood flowing in the toilet cubicle, like a flower of death blooming in the darkness.

The man called "Brother Xu" by the rich second generation was now hanging upside down in an extremely twisted and terrifying posture. His wide-open eyes were full of fear and despair, and his mouth was wide open as if he wanted to say something, but he would never be able to make a sound again.

The horrific scene before their eyes was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart. They were frightened to the point of being stunned. Their bodies took several steps back uncontrollably, and they all gasped at the same time.

"Brother Xu is dead..."

No one knew who among the rich second generation spoke first, but this sentence was like a thunderclap, exploding in the crowd.

The man standing in the front had legs that seemed to have no bones left, and they were trembling limply, as if he would collapse to the ground in the next second.

His face was filled with fear, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he muttered to himself, "I'm really scared to death. I just came out for fun, how could this happen? How could I die?"

The others were equally frightened. Their faces were as pale as paper and their mouths were wide open, but they couldn't utter a word.

They stared at the lifeless body on the ground with wide eyes, and their bodies involuntarily stepped back.

To be honest, they are no strangers to death.

Before this, they had also witnessed scenes of loss of life.

Some people accidentally killed someone while having fun, or they accidentally hit and killed someone while driving under the influence, but the dead were all strangers who had nothing to do with them.

Therefore, every time something happened, they could easily settle the matter by relying on their family's wealth and power.

However, this time the situation is completely different.

The person who died was none other than their daily companion who ate, drank and had fun together - Brother Xu!

He left this world so suddenly and became a cold corpse.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety.

I don't know how much time passed, but the silence in the crowd was finally broken.

The man with the earrings seemed to come to his senses. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Don't panic! Call the police first, and then notify the Xu family!"

His voice echoed in the empty field, with a slight tremor.

Half an hour later, the shrill sound of sirens came from far away, and then several police cars rushed to the scene at lightning speed.

At the same time, people from the Xu family also hurried over.

The police quickly set up a cordon and began to investigate the scene and collect evidence.

The group of rich second-generations were taken back home as soon as their families got the news.

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