Zero looked even more lonely and lonely in the darkness.
There is only one dim streetlight on this bumpy road, and nearby are some construction sites that are still under construction. The outsourced workers on the construction site are used to coming to this restaurant called "Golden Snake Man" for a drink after get off work.
Zero stood in the alley opposite the Golden Snake Langjun restaurant. It was so dark that he could hardly see his fingers. Not far from the alley, a wretched old man and a middle-aged "old chicken" were doing erotic transactions, making dissolute sounds from time to time.
Zero turned a deaf ear and stared straight at the "Golden Snake Man" sign. It was a red sign with some ordinary dishes and beer drawn on it, and then the four characters "Golden Snake Man" were written in cursive.
No matter how you look at it, these have nothing to do with the four words "Golden Snake Langjun". Golden Snake Langjun is a character in Jin Yong's martial arts novel "Blue Blood Sword". He has exquisite martial arts, but he lives a life of poverty and loneliness. Even his last
He was unable to possess and protect the woman he loved, and finally died tragically in a secret cave that no one knew about. He was a completely tragic figure.[
Of course, all this has nothing to do with Ling. He just remembered a friend from the past who liked to read Jin Yong's novels.
Zhang Yujie.Zero has firmly remembered this person's appearance and name in his mind.
Tonight, he came to kill someone. This was not his first time killing someone. After killing him, he could take his beloved girl and fly far away, stay away from here completely, and live in seclusion in a place where no one knew his identity.
The pair of clients and prostitutes behind him finally finished their work. The wretched old man walked away from the other side, but the middle-aged prostitute walked towards Ling Shiran.
"Ouch." The middle-aged prostitute touched Zero's back with one hand: "Young man, your muscles are very good. Do you want to play with Auntie once? It's free."
Zero raised his head and looked at the prostitute in front of him, whose wrinkles could not be covered even with heavy makeup, and said, "Get out of here!"
The middle-aged prostitute had long been accustomed to such insults. She smiled disapprovingly and walked out, looking for the next hungry target.
Zero pressed down the peaked cap on his head and walked out, heading in the direction of the "Golden Snake Man" restaurant.