Linjia City has always been known for its harmony. The city has been vigorously improving public security and developing cultural communities, which has earned it a good reputation among tourist cities. Although Linjia City's tourism industry is on the decline, no one has There is no denying the fact that Linjia City has been recognized and praised by everyone in terms of public security.
Of course, no matter how perfect the public security measures in Linjia City are, violence in dark corners is still inevitable. Wherever there are people, there will be conflicts. When conflicts occur, there will be irrational actions, such as fistfights and kicks.
However, Linjia City has not had a major gun conflict in public for a long time, causing the city's image to reach its peak in recent years.
One group is prosperous, the other is beautiful and harmonious. These are the indispensable self-praises of the leaders of Linjia City at the meeting. For this kind of city, as long as they make no mistakes, it is the leader's contribution, even if the city is standing still or even going back light years. , this can still be regarded as good leadership by the leaders, even though they did nothing.
However, the "peace" that Linjia City has enjoyed for so many years has been broken today!
Yin Xiong and Qian Mo are two completely different types of people. The former is eccentric and just nods in front of his boss, but the cruelty in his heart becomes extremely prominent after being tempered. Yin Xiong told Qian Mo that he would not see blood. , but I just said it! Everything has unexpected changes, and Yin Xiong naturally included everything in the changes, just like he took out the thin blade in his pocket.
Yin Xiong, who was walking on the main tourist route of the theme park, deliberately slowed down. The evil charm in the corner of his mouth was thinking about the cross scar on the side of his face. With two fingers of his right hand, he turned over the razor blade that was used several years ago. Yin Xiong was concerned about the surroundings. The tourists who took pictures did not notice it at all. Unlike Qian Mo who was 'assimilated' by the environment after returning to China, Yin Xiong could not find a sense of belonging in this atmosphere and laughed. This was Yin Xiong's disguise for environmental rejection.
"Three, seven, eleven?"
Yin Xiong stood in the middle of the road and turned around without any warning, which made the people behind him stunned. Especially the happy couple walking behind Yin Xiong were shocked and wanted to curse for blocking their way. Is this person crazy? But the scars on the other person's face and the flashing blade in his right hand made him swallow hard, and he quickly picked up his beautiful girlfriend and walked around this person. This person is crazy, and a normal person like him doesn't have the same understanding.
"Interesting, there are even people who use bare hands."
Yin Xiong's sudden turn gave him the opportunity to observe the rear. Those who followed him didn't react for a moment, and they acted in all kinds of ways. They either hurriedly took out their mobile phones to look at the black screen, or turned around to look at the dark night scenery, or even more like Yin Xiong. He turned around like a hero, but he looked ugly!
In ancient times, there was a majestic saying of "The wind is rustling and the water is cold", but it is a pity that the description is tragic. Yin Xiong, who is not well-educated, likes this sentence very much. He likes the atmosphere in it, and the gray tone dominates Yin Xiong's eyes. main ingredient
The corners of his mouth were raised in mockery. Judging from the appearance of the other party, he should be planning to deal with them in a place with "less people". Their original wish was not to make too much noise, but this was not Yin Xiong's idea.
The blade was suddenly clamped between his two fingers. Yin Xiong tried his best in vain in this busy area. The indifference in his eyes was exactly the same as Qian Mo's. It was very similar, not only in his back, but also in his fierce appearance. This is why Yin Xiong recognized Qian Mo. The reason is because they belong to the same type of people
There were two people within one meter, which is how dense the venue was. However, Yin Xiong was like a fish in water. He started to accelerate without any stagnation, and finally went straight to the nearest man who was "pretending" to look at his mobile phone. He raised his hand and said,
Everything that went downwards actually cut the man's throat with a knife, and everything that went downwards made a deep cut on his face, a knife mark deeper than Yin Xiong's own face!
"Ah! My face!..."
The man who was suddenly attacked couldn't bear the pain. He couldn't help but cover his face with blood flowing with both hands. He looked extremely miserable.
After all, the blade is a bit thin, not enough to kill someone instantly, but Yin Xiong just likes this, this pleasure of killing!
"You shouldn't show your hands to me. You know, there's an artery in your wrist, and I like to see the blood splattering."
The scene was extremely weird, even weirdly slow. When everyone was stunned, it seemed that only the person attacked by Yin Xiong had his normal reaction speed. This slowed down scene reflected the dynamics of the parties involved, and Yin Xiong was evil.
The corners of Mei's mouth moved slightly, and her voice was as sinister as Shura's
Rotating at an angle of 135 degrees, the blade in Yin Xiong's right hand suddenly turned into two pieces, which were clamped between three fingers for bleeding. Of course, two blades are suitable!
"Ssss-"
The world suddenly became quiet. There was no buzzing of joy, no chirping of jealousy, no gurgling of happiness. All that was left was the creepy sound of blood spraying. The alternative beauty was enough to make people's hearts tremble and their faces turn pale!
"Kill...Kill!!"
Thousands of words come together into one sentence, just this one!
Yin Xiong's face turned sickly red, he killed one person, and there were ten more! He enjoyed this pleasure, and his release was most vivid this time!
...
On the theme park avenue, Zhao Xiuli kept his fists loose. He didn't care much about the followers behind him. On this road where pedestrians bumped into each other, he walked easily and gracefully.
Zhao Xiuli looked at the night scene around him with his mouth wide open. The big man enjoyed this atmosphere very much. He liked this kind of environment. It was comfortable. Even if it was noisy, it still made people feel calm. This was something that was not found in the Middle East.
"Qian Mo should be a cat in a corner to deal with people." The big man's altitude allowed him to easily see many things that others could not see. Zhao Xiuli saw a five or six-year-old child falling next to the fountain, and after getting up, he fell down next to the fountain.
After running and falling down, back and forth twice, the child's mother walked over with a smile and tidied the child's dirty pants...
"Tsk, tsk, I don't know if the bloody feeling of the hand shield has been triggered again this time. I feel a little numb imagining that scene." Zhao Xiuli shivered inexplicably. He could imagine how disgusting that scene was. He had always been curious about the hand shield.
How could Dun's 'thin' body have such strong explosive power?
'Bang!' 'Bang!' 'Bang!' Activities at night always require fireworks. I don't know which child lit up the cheap fireworks. The fireworks that exploded above the setting off site were not colorful, or even bright.
Completely elliptical fireworks, but still attracted many people to look up and watch
The beautiful scenery is to create the atmosphere, and the beautiful scenery is not needed after the atmosphere is created!
The stiffness on Zhao Xiuli's cheeks gradually softened, and he thought with a smile: "Although Yin Xiong promised not to see blood just now, his violence is even worse than Qian Mo's, and he also loves to show off. It's a pity here.
The peace and warmth are so peaceful tonight.”
Zhao Xiuli continued walking without any pause, wandering aimlessly in the crowd. He did not look at or observe the people following him, because his fists were loose, not clenched. The big man,
They reject violence even more than Qian Mo and others.
"Huh!? Why is that big guy missing?!"
The romantic fireworks were still going off in the sky, and the laughter of children on the ground was still rising. Few people noticed that a tall and muscular man who was among the crowd just now had disappeared!
"You were clearly here just now, now!?"
The dozen or so people could no longer sit still and quickly pushed away the pedestrians who were blocking their way. With their ferocious faces, the crowd did not show any dissatisfaction. Human nature is to bully the weak and fear the strong.
"Damn, why are people missing?! What do you do for food!"
The leading man roared, attracting countless people around him to look at him. But at this moment, they couldn't care less about these glances. They just felt that it was really weird. A big man with a height of more than two meters was still in sight a second ago, but at this time, he had disappeared from the world.
!?
...
A park, two places where bloody killings took place, and three people quietly met
No one expected that Zhao Xiuli would use such a 'gentle' method to end other people's pressing. Among the three, Yin Xiong and Qian Mo were the most normal.
Wherever Yin Xiong goes, blood is everywhere, and the smell of blood is the only taste and smell in the place, which makes people's pores open and creates an exciting blood-red world.
That night, Yin Xiong's actions brought Linjia City to the headlines across the country. However, this is not a port city. No Guo Huaxing will suppress it, and no Li Qi will wipe it clean. But these are all
What to say later, not to mention that these had no impact on Yin Xiong at all. The news was broadcast, but no photo of his 'murderer' was shown. Everyone knew that someone did not want to make the matter too public afterward.
In the forest trails of the theme park, the smell of blood may not be enough to shake the blood-red ground brought by Yin Xiongduo, but the cruelty is definitely the best. Not every corpse is complete. The two survivors are Lao De and Lao Zhuang.
The old wrinkled face was so pale. They watched the man's figure leave in the dusk. They didn't even dare to see clearly what the devil looked like. Afterwards, they retired early!
"Yin Xiong, you are stained with blood." On a lawn in the park, Qian Mo stared at the "sky cannon" whose outline could be seen in the dark through the cracks in the trees.
"Hey, there were a few boys who reacted too quickly, and accidentally got into a fight with them." Yin Xiong spat. The nearly two-minute killing just now made him gasp for breath, and the fingers of his right hand were injured due to injuries.
He resisted and was unable to smoothly insert the blade into the enemy's skin. The resistance caused caused the blade to sink into his own finger, and it is still dripping with blood.
"The onlookers should call the police tonight. After we finish the work, let the brothers clean up and return to Hong Kong City overnight."
Qian Mo took out his cell phone and looked at the time. It was twenty-two twenty-two, still early.
"knew"
Yin Xiong shrugged indifferently and turned to look at Zhao Xiuli: "Big guy, it seems that your method is the most peaceful? Didn't you shrink here? Hehe, I didn't expect you to be such a coward and not start a few fights at this time.
, if it fails in the future, there will be no chance.”
"Use your brain." Zhao Xiuli made a non-standard military posture with his big palm, pointing at his big head: "It's not worth it for you to spend so much effort and cripple yourself."
A polar bear still talks about brains to me." Yin Xiong raised the corner of his mouth with disdain, but his eyes lit up when he saw Zhao Xiuli, big guy, it's not simple.
Qian Mo didn't pay attention to the conversation between Yin Xiong and Yin Xiong. As for violence or brain power, neither was the only way to solve the problem. Like Qian Mo, when facing more than ten people, he was still breathless, while Yin Xiong was more likely to just seek tension.
The stimulating pleasure, the injuries on the body... maybe it was done deliberately
"Everything ends in the same way. Sticking to one path is the perfect solution." Qian Mo turned around and had already made a decision about the 'Sky Cannon' behind him: "Yin Xiong, let the brothers assemble towards the south gate.