The poorly connected street lamp sizzled, and the warm yellow light flickered.
Jiuchun is a famous industrial city, but its business is not that developed.
The pedestrian street was empty, not a single person in sight.
"It's a pity...it's too late."
The girl sighed and looked at all the shops that were closed for rest.
"I was thinking of taking a walk with you."
She quietly turned her head to look at Wang Jin and murmured softly.
Hu Xiaobei felt a little guilty for losing control of his emotions just now, and now he was trying to find a way to make up for it.
"Go over there."
The young man didn't pay attention, but pointed to the bridge across the river.
The water was so calm that no one could see the turbulent undercurrents.
"Okay."
The girl nodded obediently and walked away with Wang Jin side by side.
They have never taken a closer look at this city after coming to Jiuchun for so long.
"The target went to the Cross-River Bridge."
In the darkness, eyes with light flashed past.
"receive…"
The intercom buzzed, then fell silent.
——
boom!
The hotpot restaurant collapsed.
A heavily armed modified Jeep rushed out of the back kitchen, and the engine made a loud noise like the roar of a tiger or a leopard.
"It's so thief, can you find this?"
The man driving the car curled his lips and his scarred face shook back and forth.
Finally, it turned into a ferocious tiger face.
His body also expanded, and his head almost hit the roof of the car.
Yellow and black hair came out from under the skin, and he roared while breathing.
Like a colorful tiger standing erect.
"In a society governed by the rule of law, how can there be so many fights in hot pot restaurants?"
"You should have gone straight up just now."
The tall man in the passenger seat scratched the feathers on his neck and his voice was as hoarse as a night owl.
Like Scarface, he is not the orthodox of the Five Immortals.
The special status does not bring special care, which makes some speculators very dissatisfied.
As a result, their originally gloomy and bloodthirsty characters became even more surly, and these guys gradually became the opposite of the Five Immortals.
It just so happened that there was an organization willing to take them in and pay them well.
Minions.
As long as you take Wang Jin's head there, you can sit in a pretty good seat.
The information is accurate, something is very wrong with this guy now.
Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, this money came easier than imagined.
"You'd better be careful, I always feel like there's something wrong."
Night Owl narrowed his eyes and the feathers on his neck stood up slightly.
"It doesn't matter, I will take action."
The scar-faced tiger smiled, saliva dripping from its fangs.
He has already started thinking about how to kill other competitors.
"Zi La...Crossing the River Bridge...Zi La..."
The car radio was intermittent. This was a signal they intercepted deliberately.
Before he could finish his words, the scar-faced tiger kicked the accelerator and went down.
The engine roared, and the jeep surged out into the night, like a beast that had finally let go.
——
"What are you thinking about?"
The girl picked up her messed up hair and turned to look at Wang Jin.
She rarely saw Wang Jin showing such an expression.
That handsome face always showed confidence and gentleness, as if everything was under control.
But now Wang Jin showed a trace of confusion.
It's not the kind of deceitful attitude he occasionally makes to deceive his enemies, but the real confusion that belongs to a seventeen-year-old boy.
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"Guess."
Wang Jin smiled and turned his head to look at Hu Xiaobei.
The shadow was elongated by the street lamp, and half of the body was submerged in the darkness and sank into the river.
"Wei Shan and Chi'er, the drama idiots who were caught."
"The minions of chaos, the missing leader of the land."
"And your body, silly boy."
The girl reached out and patted Wang Jin.
The two of them have a perfect tacit understanding and do not need to communicate too much about many things.
"Yeah, but there is more."
The young man shook his head slowly and put his hand on his eyes.
Suppressed, the eye temporarily changed from amber to pure black.
"Do you remember what color my pupils are?"
He looked at Hu Xiaobei with that eye.
"It seems to be...brown, with a bit of dark brown."
The latter tilted his head.
She remembered that Wang Jin's pupils would turn black only when he was fully mobilizing his inspiration.
But I don’t know when it started, black became the norm.
"Compared to when I first joined the company, my inspiration has nearly doubled."
Wang Jin smiled helplessly.
His pupils will remain pitch black until the day he dies.
This small change reminds him all the time.
You are a patient.
"I get headaches every night and it feels like my brain is being torn apart."
"Xiaolin's disease is very dangerous, and so is mine."
"But she knows when she will die, I don't know."
"Under normal circumstances, inspiration does not expand, and the governing bureau does not have research data."
"I sometimes get anxious, especially recently."
"Because of that bastard."
The young man tapped his temple.
"One moment he asked me to rescue him, and the next moment he asked me to kill him."
"I think... my wish to bring him back to my mother may be in vain."
The air began to be filled with pollution, and Wang Jin closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"No."
The girl shook her head and gently leaned on Wang Jin's shoulder.
"No matter what, we have to meet before we talk. Isn't this your wish?"
"And you won't die, Hu Xian can tell fortunes."
She raised her head and showed a sly smile.
"The fool will live a hundred years... no, a thousand years."
"You will stay with me for a thousand years."
Hu Xiaobei seemed to have forgotten that Wang Jin was a human being.
Her eyes flickered and she stubbornly repeated her impossible wish.
"A thousand years...that's a lot of hot pot meals."
The young man smiled and stretched out his hands to ruffle his long white hair that smelled of gardenia.
Whoosh——
Snap.
Something suddenly flashed across the distance, and then exploded suddenly.
The sky is filled with fireworks.
——
"We're going to hit him."
The scarred tiger grinned and looked at the two figures on the bridge across the river.
They looked up at the fireworks, not realizing that death was coming.
"Wait...there's someone there!"
Night Owl narrowed his eyes and pointed forward.
At some point, a figure appeared on the road.
He was wearing a leather jacket, jeans, his hands in his pockets, and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses.
Judging from his clothes alone, he is a gangster.
But his face was pale and he didn't look like a human being.
After noticing someone approaching, the man blew out the cigarette he was holding and slowly turned his head.
"Run it over."
The scar-faced tiger snorted coldly and had no intention of stopping.
"Damn it...don't you people understand romance at all?"
The gangster cursed and took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of black and white eyes.
One of them quickly turned pale, with faint words appearing on it.
He looked through the windshield at Scarface Tiger.
The latter didn't even react and fell headlong on the steering wheel.
Life is cut off.
Even the Immortal Family cannot withstand this attack without any injuries.
"Damn it!"
Ye Xiao's eyes widened and he wanted to open the car door and escape.
Bang.
There was a soft sound above the head, as if something fell.
Phew.
The white spikes penetrated through the roof of the car and silently nailed the Night Owl to the seat.
squeak--
The tires rubbed against the ground, making a screeching sound.
Whoosh!
The girl holding a bun in her mouth flashed past.
So the jeep lay on the ground with all four wheels in the air, helpless like a young animal.
A few more seconds passed.
The jeep has become a place of spare parts.
"Huh...the fireworks are so beautiful."
Xiao Hui threw away the steering wheel in his hand and took out another bun from his pocket.
"yes."
Bai Jiu smiled and took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket.
"The mission was successful... Zila... Don't make any mistakes on your side..."
"Brother Ninth, don't worry, I've calculated the fortune."
A cheerful voice on the other side.
Shi Baibai held the incense stick in his hand and turned around to light another pile of fireworks.
Tian Gou shook his bank card and watched the truck driver unloading the goods little by little.
In the nearby alley, one after another, mixed-race men in gray suits slowly raised their heads and looked at the sky.
"Keep working, the Parliament will not accept idlers at dusk."
Cuiyu spoke coldly, but did not urge him immediately.
Raids and killings occurred in almost every alley in Jiuchun.
The hunt for Wang Jin disappeared before it even started.
The targets of the minions were severely contaminated, leaving them unable to fight back.
But he still watched the fireworks show unscathed, smiling from the bottom of his heart.