Worlds’ Apocalypse Online

This is already a slum, and not only are there no video monitors on the way, there aren't many pedestrians.

The other side picks a good spot, and the time is right for killing.

Ironically, this in turn obliterates the concern behind Green Mountain.

In the distance, an audible alarm sounded.

Gu Qingshan looked up and saw a small police shuttle coming from the air quickly.

There is no one around, no one can call the police. The police arrived so coincidentally, it seems that it was arranged long ago.

In accordance with normal developments, he was stabbed to death on the spot long ago, and then the police came down to collect a corpse, pick up a dagger and make a record of the scene, and then grass.

When Su Cher gets the news, send someone to check it out and you won't see anything.

By tomorrow, it is natural for someone to come forward and surrender, on the grounds that he was drunk and conflicted and that he was temporarily overworked.

Everybody's dead. What else could Suchelle do?

That's it.

Gu Qingshan glanced coldly at the small police shuttle and grabbed the only young man alive on the ground. His figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The other side.

Casino.

Niehun glanced at the cards in his hand and said: "Deal the cards, I'll follow. ”

The female dealer couldn't help but wipe the sweat off her forehead, take a deep breath and hand out the cards to the two players.

“Master Nie, you don't have to play this big.” The man with the big back sunglasses across the street said.

Behind the sunglasses, a shadowy figure hid behind the chair and couldn't even reveal his head.

Nie Yun didn't care: “It's only two million, you can't afford to give up cards. ”

“Two million is nothing, but you want the red card chick in my hand, I can't afford that.” The man with the sunglasses said.

“I can pay.” Nie Yundo.

Feeling the slight tremor of the shadow, the sunglasses man grinned bitterly: "I'm not selling this red card, you let her go, I'll give you two extraordinary things, how about that? ”

"" If this woman dares to throw a drink in my face, "said Nie Yun." I'm going to make her understand something. ”

A middle-aged man in a white shirt, wearing a black tie, walked in and whispered a few words in Nie Yun's ear.

Nie Yun slapped each other, coldly: “Who told me it was okay? ”

The middle-aged man shouted, “I'm sorry, Master, give me an hour, I'll arrange for someone to solve the problem. ”

"“ You've only got half an hour, "said Nie Yun. ”

The middle-aged man stopped and said, "Yes, I'll go myself. ”

He turned around and walked away.

“What's the matter, Nie Shao, let me take care of anything.” Big back sunglasses for men.

Nie Yun snorted, "What do you want? ”

The man with the sunglasses, “It's simple, I solved a problem for you, you let go of my red card. ”

Nie Yun thought about it and suddenly laughed: "Why don't we do something more exciting? ”

The man in the sunglasses called bitterness, but he said with joy: "Please tell me, Master Nie. ”

Normal dude, sunglasses men don't have to give faces at all, but Neiyun is the largest nobleman in Changning County, except Su family.

The man with sunglasses has been mixing black and white for many years, and he knows that if he wants to do something on this land, he must not offend the young man in front of him.

Nie Yun manipulated his communication light brain and projected the image onto a snow-white wall.

"'This is my man,' said Nie Yun. 'I just told him to turn on the live projection, and we can see him moving fast. ”

The man nodded in his glasses: "That's right. ”

"'He's going to kill a man,' said Nie Yun. 'We'll bet him how many moves he can use to kill each other. ”

The sunglasses man hesitated: "Who is the other person? ”

“A poor student —— yes, I bet my life.” Neiyun said, calling into the comms.

The sunglasses man laughed bitterly: "Your men are martial arts masters, which is to kill less than five stars of martial arts, but only with one move. ”

The Martial Artist reaches the level of nine stars before he has a chance to impact the Master Realm.

Once in the realm of the Master, the category of mortals has been completely farewell, even the army cannot cope with such existence, unless a group of fighter armor is dispatched to beat each other.

Martial arts priests and nobles have the same status, respected by all and admired by the world.

“Don't blame me for not betting or betting or I'll turn my face over.” Nie Yun was impatient.

“Well," the sunglasses man took a deep breath, "then I bet he couldn't kill the poor boy. ”

“That's right, if you win, two million is yours.” Nie Yun's face was full of pride.

“What if I lose? ”

"“ I want both the money and the red girl, "said Nie Yun. ”

The man with the sunglasses had a twitch on his face and was about to make an excuse, but heard a voice coming from behind him: “Bet on him. ”

The man with the sunglasses pressed down his voice: “What if you lose? ”

The shadow stopped trembling and said softly: "If you lose, kill all of Nie's people, then strip him clean and send him to make a real red card. ”

“I gave up my assignment and returned home," she added. ”

The man with the sunglasses was so cold that he knew that he was not going to put up with it.

He looked across the street at the arrogant and trekking Nie Yun and sighed, “Okay, I bet. ”

Nie Yun struck a loud finger and laughed with a glass of wine: “Good, let's just watch the killer hunt quietly - watching Martial Arts Master kill is also a pleasure. ”

On the other hand, the Martial Arts Patriarch, who was ordered to kill, is moving fast.

Late at night, the dim lights kept retreating from his side, and the city was falling asleep, and his movements were light and flexible, without making a sound, let alone disturbing anyone's sleep.

He is a great devotee of the Nie family, fierce and cruel, has always been the leader of all martial arts professionals in the Nie family, has also broken into fame in the early years, and is known by the martial arts as the "murderous tiger”.

The poor boy lives in a building in the ghetto, on the 22nd floor, from the third room on the left.

The killer is very clear about his mission.

Open the door, rush in, kill each other, that's it.

But he would never be careless. After all, all the people he had arranged before had no news, no contact and no place to find them.

It's a little strange.

Just thinking, the comms suddenly went off.

“Murderer, I have the man. ”

The killer was surprised and replied, "Didn't you just kill him? ”

“No, no, no, I think the price should be mentioned again. ”

Damn, it turns out, the tiger scolded.

Do I not have enough reputation to deter these underground garbage from temporarily raising prices?

The tiger smiled and tried to calm the tone, “Naturally the price can be talked about, where are you? ”

“I'll wait for you where the boy lives, I'm sure you know the place. ”

The comms are hanging up.

The tiger drank furiously and punched the billboard on the side of the road.

Don't you dare raise your price with me. Wait, my tiger's reputation is not barking.

He speeded up the movement and the whole person was like a grey meteor crossing the night sky.

Five minutes later, the tiger stood on the 22nd floor of the building, identifying the house number and kicking open the anti-theft door.