Kill God

"Master Chen Zheng is so majestic, the old man is not here... After all, I should let my partner know a little bit about this underground matter?" Gong Zuchen said leisurely: "I am a businessman, but I never do business. Trading at a loss."

"Since we went back underground, there has been no involvement between us, has there?" Chen Zheng adjusted his mood, but his hands trembling slightly while playing with the gun.

"There's no need to test, it's just the two of us..." Gong Zuchen didn't say the word "person", and continued to smile: "I wonder if Young Master Chen Zheng would dare to shoot?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people in the room raised their guns neatly, waiting for the order to shoot.

Chen Zheng was silent for a while, tilting his head to look at Jue Ying: "An Ming, you really belong to the night..."

"I'm laughing." Jue Ying nodded lightly, ignoring the tension around him.

Gong Zuchen once told him briefly that there are three types of people in the world, one belongs to the daytime, one belongs to the dusk, and the other belongs to the evening.

People who belong to the daytime can live on the ground aboveboard, people who belong to the evening can only linger underground, and the dusk is like him, who once nested underground but returned to the ground.

People who live in the evening are outlaws who ignore all rules and are brought to trial if caught.People who live in the twilight have their roots deeply rooted in the ground, and a single thread affects the whole body. It may take the next three generations to fully enter the daytime.

And the night is the shadow found by people walking in the evening.

As far as human beings are concerned, all special lives belong to the life of the night, because they cannot be observed during the day.

At this time, Gong Zuchen didn't panic at all in the face of more than a dozen guns, and said inscrutably, "Master Chen Zheng still remembers him, but if someone reveals something that shouldn't be revealed..." After finishing speaking , Gong Zuchen swept around the people present.

Lin Qi and Chen Zheng looked at each other, and they nodded slightly. Chen Zheng looked back at Gong Zuchen: "We should be able to chat."

"Of course." Gong Zuchen didn't expect the goal to be achieved easily. Today, he wanted to take Jue Ying around for a while, by the way, to express that he understood what the old man did back then, but he didn't expect that Chen Zheng still remembered An Ming, even better than himself. Expected results are better.

The three turned around and left the room, Jue Ying looked at the dozen or so people in front of him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "You have already been given up by him."

The dozen or so people are all high-ranking people here, and they are naturally not stupid. When they found themselves unable to move, their eyes were full of panic, and they opened their mouths as if they wanted to say something, but they couldn't make a sound.The higher the status, the more afraid of death.

"I'll give you a chance to live." Jue Ying smiled, with a faint purple in his eyes.

……

Early the next morning, Jue Ying was sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, Gong Zuchen surrounded Jue Ying from behind, and said in a low voice, "You are really my lucky star."

"What's the matter?" Jue Ying opened his eyes and put on his glasses.

"He's nothing to be afraid of anymore." Gong Zuchen jumped over the back of the sofa and sat next to Jue Ying.

Jue Ying didn't believe that Gong Zuchen wanted the loyalty of those dozen people just to talk about cooperation, but no matter what he wanted to do, Jue Ying himself didn't care much.He just wants to observe and doesn't want to participate in many things, because there are too many things he can do, and once he gets involved, things will change.

"Don't worry, as long as Wen Zhen is the principal, there won't be a second investor in charge of Dongfang Economics." Gong Zuchen took Jueying's shoulders, and because he was not stopped, his movements slowly became presumptuous: " Are devils as lovable as you?"

Completely fulfilling Wen Zhen's wish, Jue Ying just relaxed when he was touched aggressively. He stopped the hand that was already touching his chest, and glanced at Gong Zuchen with his scarlet eyes: "The cooperation is over, I'm leaving."

"There are still a lot of things to do in the follow-up, you don't think it's over so easily, do you?" Gong Zuchen turned over and pressed Jue Ying, and looked at him seriously: "Human, you are the best at tearing up the established contract."

"So?" Jue Ying doesn't think there is any problem with this posture. Some people feel oppressed by the small space, and some people feel safe. Feel.

"So the cooperation is not over yet." Gongzuchen looked at the unresponsive Jueying, his eyes became deeper, the body that was originally propped above him began to approach slowly, and his hand lightly stroked his cheek, as if it was about to press directly on Jueying Ordinary, but immediately he backed up quickly, raised his hands above his head, and joked: "Don't be angry, just don't touch you."

The fangs in Jue Ying's mouth retracted, and he glanced at him blankly, then turned and went upstairs.

Gong Zuchen smiled, seeing Jue Ying going upstairs, he knew that he would not leave for the time being, and while he was relieved, he felt a little helpless about his tent.

He already had problems in his heart, and he could only relieve the pressure by abusing his bed partner, that's why he yearned for An Zhi so much. A person who would not go bad after being abused could be regarded as his antidote.But Jue Ying is different, this is the first time he has such a longing for a person... Well, it's not a person.

Just a touch can cause him to have a physiological reaction. For Gong Zuchen, this is a kind of love.

Not to mention how Gong Zuchen solved his physical problems afterwards, Jue Ying in the room wrote a letter to that person for the first time, but he was not sure whether the person who had forgotten him would agree to his request, Especially with some bad memories between them before.

After a while, Jueying got the reply letter and laughed out at the contents above.

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On the other side, Tisbell is observing her memories at a girl's home. This girl is very similar to Lin Tong. They are struggling on the verge of death, but it is not their fault.Tisbell felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought that Lin Tong's final choice was still death.The more he wanted to help, the deeper they would be in pain, as if happiness was a kind of torture to them.

"How can you be happy..." Tisbell murmured.

The girl didn't hear his words, and the knife in her hand easily opened the blood vessel. She looked at the blood red in her hand and chuckled.After a while, the blood flowing out of the wound slowly decreased, and her smile disappeared as the bleeding decreased.

Seeing her skillfully applying the bandage, Tisbell felt very distressed. He couldn't help but wanted to stop her from continuing to harm herself, but seeing that smile, he stopped for some reason.Tisbell was very familiar with that smile, it was a happy smile.

The girl boarded a website, and she seemed to be whispering something softly in her mouth.

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The man did not find Jue Ying in the cafe, but he was sure that Jue Ying had been here for a while—though not for long.So after careful consideration, he opened a room in a nearby hotel and would observe this cafe in his free time.

The phone rang suddenly, and the man glanced at it. It was a paragraph:

[I will use a blade to cut out the beautiful liquid, gently cut open my own blood vessels, and watch the blood gushing out, it feels so beautiful.The slow flow of blood and the coldness of the body bit by bit will be my only salvation in the face of survival.I won't die, I'll remember to bandage the blood before it dries.

Pain is the most noble curse to me, blood is the most beautiful flower, they flow slowly, gorgeous and beautiful.In order to live on, I will repeat this move forever.Constantly... constantly opening new wounds.

One day, I will die from it.

Such beauty is like a blessing from a goddess.Warm...and cold.Blessings like me, souls that cannot be freed... so please allow me... allow me to die in such a perfect way one day.Gorgeous blood bloomed from my body, and pieces of my body withered, so that my soul could be redeemed.Only then can I prove that I have truly lived...]

The man chuckled and tapped his fingers on the screen quickly.

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The girl looked at the reply letter from the computer and laughed, her smile was clean and beautiful, as if she had found the way to heaven.Tisbell was puzzled by her smile, but he was relieved when he thought about girls playing computer games for a while every day. He seemed to understand how he could bring her happiness.

The girl turned off the computer very cautiously, changed her clothes and left the room.After a long drive, she arrived at a cafe. She first ordered a cup of coffee in the cafe and kept fiddling with her mobile phone.

"Tisbell?" Il was a little surprised to see his old friend.

Tisbell glanced at the girl before turning around, and was taken aback when he saw Yi Er: "Is this your storefront?"

"Go upstairs and talk." Il looked around, knowing that it's not a good time to talk when there are people around.

"Yeah." Tisbell glanced at the girl again before following Il up the stairs.

After sitting for a while, a message popped up on the girl's cell phone, and she immediately paid the money and left without attracting anyone's attention.

There was a knock on the door of the man's room, and he opened the door without any surprise: "Sit."

"My name is Qian Siqi, and I am your faithful believer. Thank you for your visit." The girl smiled, tears streaming from her eyes: "It is the greatest redemption for me to dedicate my soul to you."

"Thank you." The man rubbed Qian Siqi's head: "I will set you free."

"You are my god..."

……

Tisbell and Il didn't talk for long, and the two initially reached a consensus. Although Il had fallen, in Tisbell's eyes, Il was more trustworthy than other angels.

"Qian Siqi..." Yi Er raised his phone to reveal a photo of a girl: "Is this the girl you mentioned?"

"Yes, the management system's system is really easy to use, and it can be found out so quickly." Tisbell smiled: "She has suffered a lot, but it's not her fault. I want to bring her happiness."

"It's not necessary..." Yi Er looked at the subsequent message, and put the phone flat on the table: "One minute ago, the underworld recovered her soul, and she is... dead."