Dark Blood Age

On the evening of the first day of darkness, the sun is particularly beautiful, the east side of the sky is deep blue as the sea, there is no cloud, the clean sky is haunted; and to the west, the vast sumptuous light reflects the clouds, the layers of barrier cloud peaks are brilliantly crowded together, like red cream folded on a birthday cake, and it is also like tens of thousands of firefly armies in red warfare.

Behind the magnificent, the bloody sun sinks into the clouds sea helplessly, glancing at the earth with love and reluctance for the last time, sending a ray of red light into a clear landing window hundreds of millions of miles away, falling in a room surrounded by smoke, turning into a hint of heat.

Here, as in the outside world, the shadows are rapidly expelling the light, seizing the warm and bright land where the sun stays on the table sofa and on the carpet. The bright and straight dividing line is like two fiercely belligerent armies, with the dark side as a rainbow, and the bright side losing ground.

Finally, at some point, tired and bright gave up the ashtray full of cigarette butts on the table and immediately swallowed all corners of the ash without hesitation in the long awaited shadow, which sparkled with cigarette butts in the dark as its flag of victory.

However, its pride did not last long, and a large hand that came across the sky pushed its “flag of war” down, extinguishing it instantly, causing it to become angry, provoking a blue smoke, spreading its teeth and claws, and pounding on the master of that big hand, the villain in its eyes.

The eye will succeed in entering the nostrils of the villain who dared to extinguish its "flag of war", sending a toxin called nicotine into the body of the villain, and it can't help but be proud to twist its tiny, thin-belt body, like a warrior about to be avenged, excited and happy.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the villain suddenly opened his "bloody mouth”, spit out a stream of turbid smoke, shamelessly and fiercely rushed towards it, easily tore its tiny body into three segments. He was angry and hateful but had no choice but to watch himself gradually spread away and drift away.

In the moment when it was about to disappear, it was tranced to discover that the turbid smoke in that airflow seemed to be the same as it was, and also had nicotine...

The smoke on the ashtray dissipated, the sun disappeared under the window, and the residual sun fell outside, when the lights in the room turned on.

In an instant, the shadows screamed backwards and retreated quickly, hiding behind the table sofa, trembling in awe at the icy light!

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Chu Yunsheng missed the sun, but got used to the dark.

It seems that only in the pitch black night can the power contained in his body be felt, giving him strong confidence.

He's going to make a move, at night.

The elevator down the twelfth floor didn't take long, but when another upstream elevator door opened, he was lucky enough to find out who he was looking for.

Despite wearing broad sunglasses and a pink mask, she was recognized by Chu Yunsheng.

Together, he has only seen two stars in his life, one Korean star stolen by Wang Wang of the Fire City, and the other, Lin Shuiyao, although she insisted on being a model.

But it had nothing to do with him at first sight, just because her sunglasses and mask betrayed her, it was called silverless.

Chu Yunsheng decisively abandoned the approaching downward elevator, stepped into this upward elevator, and for a moment at the door, he glanced at her, and she glanced at him as well.

He estimated the combat strength of several of her assistant colleagues' security around her.

She's guessing the guy in the black hoodie is acting weird, isn't he, Doggie?

Chu Yunsheng turned around and copied his hand in his clothes pocket. He faced the elevator door. Through a smooth plane, he could clearly see Lin Shuiyao's vigilant eyes.

Seven people, three women and four men, one elderly, the fighting power ignored, three women are also basically the only screaming lords, the remaining three men, one middle-aged, two young, all looking strong, don't know how the actual fighting power is?

The reason for such detailed estimation is the awkwardness of Chu Yunsheng's force.

Edgar once said that if he didn't do it, it would kill him. Chu Yunsheng was practiced in a blood battle, none of which was not the harshest, fastest and most powerful killing technique. He never learned or would have learned the skill of capturing uniforms.

In the sunshine era, the Reggie Hotel would be detrimental to him if a homicide broke out, and his safety would not be threatened.

Take 10,000 steps back and say that the black gas that can destroy the remains is used on a few ordinary people, which is a huge waste, which is not much, and it has to be used at critical moments.

So to deal with them, it can only rely on the thin body energy, using the figure of nine chapters from the pluripotent tribe and the tactics of sixteen chapters. Unfortunately, under three yuan, it is not possible to use authentic ancient book warfare techniques such as "Yuanqi hand”, otherwise it is not necessary to subdue the power of these people to blow ashes.

Of course, Chu Yunsheng does not intend to do it immediately now, and does not want to impress them so much as scare them away tonight, it will not be compensated. Following up the elevator is just wondering which floor Lin Shuiyao lives on, and wait until the second dark descent tomorrow to temporarily do it.

Midway down another woman, obviously irrelevant, the elevator soon reached the 28th floor, Chu Yunsheng identified Lin Shuiyao's floor, did not follow out, but suddenly turned around and said to her: “Can I give her a signature? ”

He neither asks who she is nor says who she is, asking for a signature directly, in which case he has read entertainment reports that, in general, these stars “obey” small, irrelevant requirements such as signatures in order to avoid fan radicalization in a small space.

“Yes.”

Lin Shuiyao reacted quickly and is expected to encounter such sudden events frequently. He stared calmly at Chu Yunsheng, empty-handed.

Chu Yun Sheng flipped his pockets as if he had nothing to gain and said, “I'm sorry, I forgot my paper and pen, but I really liked your new film, what's its name? Like what?”

In fact, he did forget what his name was. When Yu Xiaohai said it once, he just had a slight impression that he hadn't even seen it.

Lin Shuiyao smiled helplessly. A fan who claims to like himself can't even remember the name of his work. Can this be called liking?

It's not a paparazzi, it's just a man trying to get close to a hormonal attack.

Nor was she going to tell him, just to keep her voice down: "Thank you, goodbye. ”

After Yan Bi, he owed himself and walked out of the elevator room from Chu Yunsheng. Several assistants behind him skillfully jammed the space between her and Chu Yunsheng until the elevator door closed again.

Chu Yunsheng also laughed and smiled for a long time. He had long forgotten Lin Shuiyao's voice. When he came back at night to get a call from a room, he needed to check the sound and use it when finalizing the room number.

Out of the St. Regis building, Chu Yunsheng bypassed several streets as a nine-chapter diagram, and ruthlessly knocked out all the cameras at all nearby roadblocks with a black sword. He repeatedly traveled in a speedy fashion until it was determined that no one could follow him anymore, unless he had the same speed and stature as himself.

Then quickly in the blind area where the camera was completely destroyed, a taxi was picked up and sat in the back, asking the driver to go straight to Songjia Villa, where Zhaoling had taken him.

There are some things he doesn't want Ken and Song Ying's father behind him to know, so he took a little effort to take covert action, the darkness is his world!

As soon as the driver heard the address, he laughed and said that it was Fengshui treasured land, where senior government officials lived.

In such a place, it is impossible to enter through the front door, he has no formalities or documents, and the armed police outside the door let themselves in.

After disembarking, he wandered around the villa herd in secrecy, searching for one of the darkest and quietest corners, waiting for the vehicles to come and go away, then retreated a short distance, suddenly worked hard, using black gas as the energy, using nine chapters of the figure, like ghostly speeding into the wall full of security systems, combined with sixteen chapters of figure fighting technique, filling the legs with black gas, spraying the ground vigorously, bouncing off the ground, lightning sweeping over the wall up to three meters.

This is the black gas that has to be used, and the thin body energy may be possible, but it is too little to do anything as light as a swallow.

After entering the area, he continued to maintain the way of Zhang Tu Jiaomei, avoiding the patrol personnel, along the memory, touched the Song Yingjia's downstairs, like a spirit cat at night, climbed the wall, cut the lock of a window with black gas, and quietly drilled in.

Chu Yunsheng didn't have much time, Yu Jian's gang lost their target, and soon he would re-locate his location, such as by leaving his phone at the St. Regis Hotel, via cameras on other roads and other means.

It's about 11: 00 and 12: 00, except for some nightcats and some bitter people who should be asleep.

But he entered the bedroom, and there was no one on the bed, but before he came in, he saw that Song Ying's room was lit, and if that position hadn't been exposed to the sight of a patrol, he might have climbed directly through that window.

Standing behind the door of the bedroom, Chu Yunsheng listened carefully to the movement for a while, making sure that there was no one in the hallway, opened the door carefully, flashed his feet to the door of Song Ying's room, and tried to open the handle.

The door is not locked backwards and there are lights inside.

Chu Yunsheng held his breath and flashed in. His eyes converged, quickly sweeping all corners of the room.

But there's no one in the room!

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and frowned, a slight sound of water flowing into his eardrum, the sound coming from the private bathroom in the room.

Turns out it's in the toilet.

Chu Yun sighed relieved. It would be a shame if so much black air was wasted if a trip was not made in vain.

The bathroom is next to the door, opposite Song Ying's beige bed, and opposite is the floor-to-ceiling window, the curtains are closed.

Chu Yunsheng immediately quietly walked to the landing window to check the situation outside to see if there were any traces of people waiting for him.

There was little movement outside, with only one patrol officer holding a flashlight and looking around, sweeping the lights against the wall from time to time.

Chu Yunsheng immediately tightened the curtains and turned around. At this time, a footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door, immediately alerting him.

The footsteps at night are very clear, you can hear every step. Chu Yunsheng, who stayed in the dark for a long time, is very sensitive to the sound. When the footsteps stop, he can immediately tell that the people in the corridor are parked outside Song Ying's room door.

Chu Yun looked back through the gap of the curtains and looked outside the building. The patrol had not yet left. The back of the curtains could not be hidden, but the shape could not be hidden elsewhere. In the rush room, Aunt Wang's voice came from outside the door:

“Ma'am, I made a little snack and brought it in for you. ”

After that, she didn't wait for Song Ying in the toilet to reply, and threw the door open.

Chu Yunsheng's heart sinks. Either kill her or shock the Song family. The one between the two is not suitable.

At the moment, he suddenly burst into nine chapters, pointing his toes at the beige queen bed, sweeping up like arrows, rushing to the toilet door, opening the door, closing the door, reaching dead to cover Song Yin's just opened mouth squatting on the toilet.

Everything only builds up between winks, like running clouds and flowing water, fast as lightning.

But all of a sudden, Chu Yun rose to the head with a cold sweat flow!

The one sitting naked on the toilet, staring at him with a beautiful pair of eyes as if talking, surprised surprise in panic, shameful shame in surprise, unknown panic in shame, wonderful.

Because those eyes are not Song Ying's!

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