Someone Speaks Ill of You

Two o'clock in the morning.

Qingshui alley, the second community.

The induction lamp of a certain building suddenly lit up with the muffled sound of a fist hitting the wall.

The two figures walked from the shadow of the big tree to the light.

One of them is tall, holding a cold knife, and his face is gloomy; one of them is wearing a flower shirt and holding a short knife with a smile on his face.

"Brother Jie, don't get angry, we will definitely not let this matter go, and that kid has offended Senior Wei again, and he will never run away."

The man in the flower shirt laughed and walked into the building.

Zhou Zijie stopped suddenly and looked at him with gloomy eyes: "Senior Wei still needs to kill that kid? Do you think I can't do it alone?"

"Kill...Kill?"

The face of the man in the flower shirt changed, and then he woke up, glanced back and forth, and whispered: "Senior Wei just found Brother Jie, is it just for this matter?"

Zhou Zijie raised the knife in his hand, stroked the sharp blade, and said with a stern face: "Senior Wei just let me find out about that kid's family situation. Everyone has seen what happened tonight. It is impossible for Senior Wei to treat him personally. The kid did it, but he could do it to his family in secret. I'm different. I've lost my face. If you don't kill that kid right away, I will live in shame and ridicule every day!"

The man in the flower shirt whispered: "What does Jie want to do? I will accompany you to the end."

A look of sorrow flashed in Zhou Zijie's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to smash the kid's body! Tomorrow night, you will go to his house with me. This shame, I don't want to delay a day!"

Hua shirt frowned, and said with some worry: "But that kid, it doesn't seem to be easy to deal with."

Zhou Zijie smiled coldly: "That's why we are going to his house. He is not the only one in his house. You also saw it during the test just now. He only dodges and dare not attack me personally. In his house, there is him. The family is here, I see where he can hide!"

Huayi laughed and said, "Brother Jie is right, we just need to catch his family and see how he runs! But..."

Zhou Zijie snorted coldly: "Don't worry, it's your advantage. Although everyone might suspect that we did it, but without evidence, who can do anything to us? And my uncle, and Senior Wei, of course not. Will sit idly by."

The man in the flower shirt suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, relieved, and agreed: "Moreover, that kid is an ordinary person who has not yet been awakened, and he is not a member of the Awakening Department. No one will keep pursuing it. Brother Jie, then we will act tomorrow night. , When the time comes, you will avenge that kid, and I will kill his family!"

The sensor light in the building suddenly went out again.

The two whispered for a while, knocked on the door of the first house, and began to search.

There lived a pair of elderly people who were not allowed to enter. They were pushed to the ground. They shouted for help. Zhou Zijie slapped and fainted.

The two went up to the second floor again, and after tapping the door a few times, there was no movement inside.

"Brother Jie, there should be no one living, do you need to check it?"

The man in the flower shirt asked.

"Huh!"

With a flash of light, the door lock was directly cut off!

Zhou Zijie walked in with a knife.

The man in the flower shirt also followed in.

After the two came out, they went up to the third floor.

A young couple rented on the third floor. They were awakened by the violent knocking of the door. After opening the door, the young man yelled and held a stick in his hand.

The man in the flower shirt sneered, kicked him in the stomach, and kicked him directly into the room, lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"what--"

The woman lying on the bed in the room screamed, thinking that she had encountered a robber, and hurriedly picked up the bedside phone to call the police.

The man in the flower shirt stepped up, grabbed the phone, threw it on the ground, and sneered: "Little girl, don't be afraid. Routine inspections will not hurt you."

After speaking, holding a broken knife, he began to search under the bed and in the corner, then opened the cabinet and turned over the clothes inside.

The young girl was wrapped in the quilt, her face pale and trembling.

Zhou Zijie went to another room and searched carefully.

"Yo, can you wear this dress? What does it look like?"

The man in the flower shirt cut out a thin underwear from the closet, hooked it with his fingers, looked at the young **** the bed wryly, and smiled.

The girl hid in the quilt, shivering all over, and started crying in fright.

"Hey..."

The man in a flower shirt put his underwear under his nose and smelled it, threw it directly on the bed, went to the next desk, turned a few drawers, suddenly raised his head, looked at the poster on the wall in front of him, and said in surprise:" Hey, what kind of high-tech painting is this, so lifelike, it seems to move?"

The poster is of a young and handsome male star, looking at him with a cold face, the whole background looks immersive, and the person in the painting seems to be coming out.

The man in the flower shirt stretched out his hand and touched it curiously, then turned to look at the shivering **** the bed, and smiled wryly: "Little girl, tell me, which one is more handsome, me or this star?"

With tears in her eyes, the girl looked at him in horror, her teeth trembled and she couldn't speak.

"Then me or your trash boyfriend, which one is more handsome?"

The man in the flower shirt asked with a smile, the broken knife in his hand, gleaming with the cold light under the light.

The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, stammered, and when she was about to speak, her eyes suddenly widened.

In the poster on the wall, the star suddenly moved!

The man in the flower shirt suddenly felt something wrong, and immediately turned his head and looked at the wall!

"Huh!"

Hanmang flashed, and a dagger suddenly stretched out of the poster and plunged directly into his throat!

The dagger was held in one hand, and his arm protruded from the mural. Then, a figure wearing a black cloak and a black hat walked out of the painting ghostly.

The man in the flower shirt widened his eyes and made a "hohoho" sound in his mouth. He moved his mouth like a dried fish. The broken knife in his hand made a "clang" and fell to the ground.

"Huh!"

As soon as the dagger moved, his head flew directly from his neck and fell to the ground.

Blood was sprayed, and the headless corpse stood there stiffly for a few seconds before falling to the ground.

And that figure in black, walking past his blood-sprayed corpse, there was not even a drop of blood on his whole body.

The **** the bed suddenly softened and fainted.

"Who!"

Zhou Zijie, who was searching in the next room, suddenly heard the movement and hurriedly rushed over holding the knife. As soon as he reached the door, he saw the scene of his companion falling to the ground spraying blood in a different place.

"Evil... Evil Awakener?"

Zhou Zijie's voice was trembling, and the knife in his hand suddenly swung towards the room.

But the figure in black suddenly disappeared in place.

This ghostly body method suddenly made his heart "cock", and suddenly the figure that had just fought against him appeared in his mind inexplicably.

"Huh!"

He swept his body suddenly and quickly backed away. The knives in his hand turned into a series of exercises, illuminating the whole room and protecting the whole body. Then he broke the glass on the window with a "bang" and jumped out directly.

"Senior Wei!"

Before landing, he shouted hurriedly: "Evil Awakener!"

The sound spread throughout the dark community.

But as soon as his feet landed, the ghostly shadow suddenly emerged from the ground, and the dagger in his hand slammed into his thigh with a "swish", and suddenly moved horizontally, his right leg was suddenly covered with blood. Flew out.

"what--"

He suddenly screamed, his body tilted, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, while the knife in his hand hurriedly slashed towards the dark shadow.

But the dark shadow disappeared again.

"Huh!"

Hanmang flashed, he held the knife's arm, and suddenly flew out of his shoulder.

The blood spurted, and he let out a scream again, without any resistance.

The moment he fell to the ground, the dagger had already touched his forehead, just as the sharp arrow touched his forehead in the last moment of the previous contest with the young man.

"You...you are..."

Zhou Zijie's eyes suddenly widened, his whole body trembling, and he looked at the face in front of him in disbelief.

The face hidden under the black hat and black mask could not see any expressions, but the familiar voice of the young man quietly sounded in his ears: "Vengeance never stays overnight, staying overnight is not a gentleman..."

"Huh!"

With a flash of cold light, his head rolled down from his neck.

Blood splattered.

But the black shadow standing nearby, hunting in his robe, was not stained with blood.

He was holding a dagger, standing there, in the shadow of the trees, beside the blood of the corpse, like a ghost in the night, like a demon in hell, like a ghost in the moonlight, he can see, can’t touch, he can see clearly, but Looking at it vaguely, it seemed to exist alone, and it seemed to merge with the night.

There were rapid footsteps, and Wei Feng, who heard the call for help, rushed over from the building not far away with three disciples.

"Huh!"

The wide sword in his hand, about 3 meters long, lit up with a dazzling light.

He looked at the corpse on the ground, then at the figure whose whole body was hidden in black in front of him, clenched the sword in his hand, and said sharply: "The evil awakener?"

The three disciples behind him also hurriedly dispersed, the weapons in their hands lit up, surrounding the evil awakened person.

"Who rules evil and justice? Black and white, and who rules? I am black and white, and you..."

"Just a corpse."

"Huh!"

The figure hidden in the black disappeared again.

"boom!"

The sword in Wei Feng's hand slashed directly into the blank space in front, and the dazzling sword light almost illuminated the entire community!

But that figure suddenly appeared from the soles of his feet!

"Huh!"

He reacted swiftly, the sword in his hand suddenly turned around and pierced to the ground, with a "chirp", pierced into the head of the dark shadow!

He was overjoyed, but the black shadow turned into an afterimage with a "poof" and disappeared.

"Huh!"

One of his ears suddenly flew out!

As the blood was splashing, he roared and slammed his sword towards the back!

But behind, there was no one.

He held the sword tightly in both hands, widened his eyes, and looked around. The blood shot from his ears, the pain was painful, but he didn't say a word.

He held the sword in his hand and began to tremble.

And his three disciples stood not far away, looking at his hideous and embarrassed appearance, they were all afraid of going up.

They couldn't see that figure at all.

"Huh!"

The sword in Wei Feng's hand suddenly slashed out behind him, and then slashed out in front of him suddenly, rounds of blades shot out!

The surrounding trees crashed to the ground.

The residents in the community turned on the lights, and many residents poked their heads out of the window, only to see a figure below screaming frantically, swinging a sword and slashing, looking very powerful, as if they were filming.

"Huh!"

With a flash of cold light, Wei Feng's other ear also flew out.

In the blood spray, he screamed sternly, like an exposed lion, roaring again and again, with a long sword in his hand, slashing everywhere!

He couldn't see that figure at all.

Fear hits suddenly!

He suddenly woke up!

"Huh!"

The sword in his hand burst into light, enveloped himself in it, and quickly retreated towards the door.

When he slashed back again, the ground under his feet suddenly collapsed, and he staggered and hurriedly jumped from the ground.

"Huh!"

When he landed again, his feet suddenly flew out of his legs.

As the blood sprayed, he knelt on the ground with a "puff", screamed sternly, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the ground frantically.

The three awakened people had already been frightened out of their courage, and their faces were pale and trembling in the distance. They did not dare to step forward or leave.

"Come out! Come out to me!"

Wei Feng had long hair scattered, covered in blood, like a hideous ghost, going crazy, brandishing a long sword in his hand, knelt on the ground, and hacked everywhere.

"Huh!"

Hanmang flashed, his arm and the sword in his hand suddenly flew out.

In the splash of blood, the figure finally emerged from the darkness, standing in front of him silently like a ghost.

"what--"

He gritted his teeth and roared, stretched out his other hand, and frantically grabbed the figure in front of him.

"laugh!"

His remaining arm also flew out.

He screamed bitterly, staring wide-eyed, trying to see the enemy in front of him clearly, but he couldn't see anything.

He knelt on the ground, trembling all over, his painful face distorted, panic and despair, resentment and unwillingness, all written on his face.

"You...who are you?"

He quivered, roared, frantically, gritted his teeth trying to crawl over and tear off the mask on the demon's face.

However, he no longer had his hands, and he couldn't even climb a step.

He is not reconciled, not reconciled...

"I am familiar with this community. I know where many residents are. If I want to come and check it, I can always..."

The demon in front of him suddenly made a familiar voice, and suddenly said something he had just said before.

His body shook suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked at the figure hidden in the black in disbelief: "You...you are..."

The figure slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed his messy long hair. Senhan's dagger was placed on his neck, lightly cut, and he whispered: "I am the night, devouring the darkness..."

"Huh!"

With a flash of cold light, his head rolled down.