Port Mafia cadre slaughtered online with halo

Prologue

The sound of the waves was layered on top of each other, just like white waves rolling on the shore layer by layer. It kept ringing in that person's ears. The waves were so loud that some people couldn't even hear other sounds. .

Custom high-end leather shoes step on the soft, soaked sand.

Maybe it was too long, and his shoes sank a few centimeters.

After struggling to beat the front waves to death on the beach, the back waves scrambled towards the shore, soaking the bottoms of the pair of high-end custom-made leather shoes and black trousers.

The owner of the leather shoes and trousers didn't seem to notice or care. He just looked down at the things in his hands, and his blurred shadow was reflected on the turbulent sea.

In his hand is a thumb-sized glass bottle.

There was a small light yellow note in the glass bottle. The note was rolled up and wrapped around red silk thread again and again, and finally a bow was tied at the end.

The man raised his hand, and the glass bottle fell into the sea water, drifting away with the receding waves.

After the man dropped the glass bottle, he turned and left without hesitation. The sound of the waves covered up the sound of his wet shoes stepping on the sand.

When the figure of that person disappeared into the distance, a figure suddenly appeared on the sea.

He stood in the air, and all he could see was the thrown away glass bottle.

The moment he appeared, it seemed that even time stood still.

The turbulent sea surface and the glass bottles floating with the sea water all stopped.

He bent down and stretched out his too good-looking hand to the glass bottle.

A white bandage was wrapped around the half of the wrist protruding from the cuff of the high-end tailored suit.

He picked up the glass bottle, but didn't open it to look at the note inside, but held it up and down in his hand and shook it back and forth.

Perhaps he had had enough fun, and when he let go, the glass bottle fell into the sea.

There was a slight ripple on the still sea surface, which seemed to be the fluctuation of time.

The time that seemed to be standing still seemed to start to turn, and the glass bottle wobbled and drifted into the distance.

The person standing in the air disappeared at the moment of time turning.

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On the cliff facing the sea, there are two unnamed tombstones, one standing intact, and the other lying on the ground with no arms or legs, accompanied by soil and fresh grass. There is also a bunch of white chrysanthemums beside the tombstone, as if just Someone paid homage here.

The man above the sea appeared here.

He first squinted at the standing tombstone, put down a white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone, then took out a carving knife, squatted down in front of the incomplete tombstone, as if he had carved something on it.

After a while, he dug another hole in the same place, and buried the tombstone together with the white chrysanthemums, leaving only a corner of the incomplete tombstone exposed.

After doing everything, he stood still for a few minutes, then turned and left.