Tales of the Blood Night

Monster was caught, as for how to deal with it, it was out of Zhan Yi's jurisdiction, and he didn't care either.

Another two days of lazy days passed peacefully, it was Zhan Yi's turn to rest this day, Bai Yu got up early in the morning, originally thought that Zhan Yi should still be sleeping, but he didn't expect to see him coming out of the kitchen with a glass of water When he came out, he wore a black shirt with a V in the middle, and his slim fit was eye-catching, so he could go out after putting on his coat.

Bai Yu ran to the window and looked up into the distance, "The direction of the sun today seems to be wrong."

Zhan Yi opened the closet, took out a black windbreaker from among the many styles that Bai Yu saw only slightly different, put it on, took a piece of bread from the table, went out, and told Bai Yu, "I won't be back until evening, Find something to eat yourself."

"Oh, wait!" Bai Yu pulled her back, "Where are you going?"

Zhan Yi shrugged slightly, "I'm resting today, private activities."

"How personal is it?" Bai Yu stretched out his hand and silently pulled his coat.

"Funeral." Zhan Yi said two words unhurriedly.

Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to hold it halfway, covered it lightly, coughed, and said solemnly, "My condolences."

Zhan Yi smiled, "I didn't say it was my friend who died."

Bai Yu blinked, "Then whose funeral are you going to?"

Seeing that Bai Yu was already dressed, Zhan Yi lightly hooked his fingers at him and walked out, as if he was willing to take him with him.

"That person's name is Tyron? Coster." Zhan Yi started the car and flew towards a direction that Bai Yu was very unfamiliar with, "He is one of the top ten most wanted criminals in the seventh district, and the highest level of red demon mutation so far. It has been about half a year for him, and today is the day of his execution and burial, it is estimated that no one will see him off, so I am very interested to see it."

"Oh..." Bai Yu understood, "What crime did he commit?"

"Tayron is one of the most famous murderers today, a serial killer. His habit of committing crimes is to kill good people." Zhan Yi looked at the rearview mirror and observed the traffic conditions in the air, while chatting with Bai Yu. It's a bit foggy today, so He wasn't driving fast.

"Specially killing good people?" Bai Yu seemed to find it ridiculous, "I understand what kind of people can be called bad people, but what kind of people can be called good people?"

Zhan Yi parked his car near a very remote factory area, got out of the car and walked, "Aren't those who have never done anything bad a good person?"

"The requirements are so low?" Bai Yu followed, walking beside him with his hands in his pockets, "Then your world is full of good people?"

"So what." Zhan Yi took off his sunglasses, went to an iron door and pressed a code, the iron door opened, and he and Bai Yu entered, "Good people don't necessarily like everyone."

"Where is this place?" Bai Yu looked around curiously, feeling like an abandoned factory area, desolate and a bit gloomy.

"The execution ground and the burial area." Zhan Yi led him along a clean cross road.

Bai Yu found that there were green grass on both sides, and there were many black stone tablets scattered in the middle of the grass.

"Are they the tombstones of prisoners who were executed at the execution ground?" Bai Yu was curious.

"Yes."

"Why are people nowadays less humane than the ancients?" Bai Yu shook his head and clicked his tongue twice, "No matter how heinous, should you still have the right to choose your own graveyard after death? Why are you buried in such a place?"

Zhan Yi slightly turned his face to look at Bai Yu, and after a long time, smiled faintly, "You really are the logic of a strong man."

Bai Yu raised his eyebrows.

"They want rights, so who will the people they kill ask for rights?" Zhan Yi shrugged slightly, "Killing people pays for their lives, but even if they pay for their lives, others won't be able to survive, so don't expect to make a comeback and go straight to hell .”

"Oh..." Bai Yu smiled, "You are indeed a more advanced human being, I like this kind of indifference."

The two were approaching, joking, and having a somewhat serious conversation, and stopped in front of a black brick wall.

Bai Yu took a closer look at the wall. It was more than ten meters high, and it seemed to go straight into the sky. There were reliefs of the eighteen floors of hell on the black bricks, which was very spectacular and shocking.

"Enough momentum." Bai Yu exclaimed.

"This is the gate of hell." Zhan Yi stretched out his hand and turned up the collar of his windbreaker, reminding Bai Yu, "There are four gates in the seventh district, all of which are good places."

Bai Yu thought for a while, "Well, in addition to the gate of hell, there is also a gate of peace for the extreme felons you mentioned earlier, so where did the other two gates come from?"

"One is the gate of heaven, and the other is the gate of tranquility." Zhan Yi told Bai Yu, "The gate of tranquility is used to detain patients diagnosed with mutated forms of mental illness, and the gate of heaven is quite special."

"What's the matter?" Bai Yu smiled.

"I'll tell you when I have a chance." Zhan Yi walked along the black wall to the end with Bai Yu, opened an iron fence, turned a corner... an extremely open flat land.

The black special metal floor was at least the size of four or five football fields, flat and smooth.At this time, the fog has dissipated, and the mirror effect of the floor reflects the blue sky and white clouds.

And in the middle, far away, there is a very independent torture platform, about ten meters high.

Standing on the square torture platform was a man in white clothes without any shackles on his body.

He stood in the middle of the execution platform, with his hands in his pockets and his face upturned, admiring the blue sky. When he heard the "creak" sound of the iron fence being opened, he turned his face away.

Seeing Zhan Yi at a glance, the man raised his hand and waved it lightly, as if to say hello.

Zhan Yi also slightly raised his hand, but he also greeted him like an old friend.

Bai Yu stroked his chin and looked at the man in white on the torture platform in the distance. He looked quite young from a distance, with a tall and thin figure, and he looked good, like an ordinary promising young man.

"You really don't look like a bad guy." Bai Yu raised her hand to cover the sun.

"Originally it wasn't." Zhan Yi said slowly, "After BN mutated, he became heinous."

"Dudu..."

At this time, a short siren sounded.

Bai Yu looked around, "What's the sound?"

"It's time." Zhan Yi gently waved his hand to the people in the distance, signaling - byebye!

Following Zhan Yi's movements, the man raised his face and opened his arms and shouted, "Zhan Yi! I really love you!"

Bai Yu told him to startle.

Zhan Yi raised his good-looking eyebrows and nodded, patted his chest to signal his acceptance.

"Next time..." The man suddenly lowered his head and looked directly at him.

At the same time, I heard a sound of "fu", similar to the wind, or the sound of blowing out candles.

A burst of blue flames instantly surrounded him.

Bai Yu was surprised, "Fire torture?!"

"Haha!" Tai Lun finally laughed, pointing at Zhan Yi, "Let's play again next time..."

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind passed by, and the flames were extinguished. In front of Zhanyi and Baiyu, Tai Lun's complete person instantly turned into a puff of white smoke blown away by the strong wind. In the air, there was only the smell of sunlight, nothing else.

Zhan Yi watched the flame go out, patted Bai Yu who was in a daze, "Let's go."

"You modern people are quite cruel." Bai Yu said to himself, "Just burn it like this, leaving no bones left?"

"It's enough to have a stone tablet. You're going to hell anyway." Zhan Yi walked out, leaving the gate of hell and stepping onto the path. He stopped suddenly after walking a few steps.

Bai Yu followed behind him absent-mindedly, and bumped into him without paying attention.

Zhan Yi didn't move, Bai Yu still put his arms around him symbolically to prevent him from falling.

Zhan Yi ignored him, still looking straight at a certain direction, separated Bai Yu's hand from his waist with both hands, and threw it behind him.

Bai Yu shyly withdrew his hand, not quite understanding what Zhan Yi was looking at, and followed his gaze to the distance... On that piece of grass, in front of a certain tombstone, there was a person standing.

The cemetery is empty, and someone sweeps the tomb, which is indeed fresh.

In the distance, the person standing in front of the desolate tombstone was also a man, dressed in white, he felt somewhat similar to Tyron who had just been burned to ashes, but if it was a prisoner, he probably wouldn't hang around there.

The man looked quite young, with short red hair, maybe red blood?He lowered his head, staring at a tombstone in a daze, without flowers in his hand.

Zhan Yi looked at him for a while, then turned and left.

Bai Yu didn't know, so he followed behind, "Yi Yi, what's wrong?"

Zhan Yi opened the gate of the cemetery, "The tombstone he saw belonged to Tyron."

"Didn't Tai Lun just die?" Bai Yu was curious, "The efficiency is quite high, and there are tombstones."

Zhan Yi frowned, "Tai Lun's six relatives are all dead, how could anyone come to see his grave?"

"Maybe he's just wandering around." Bai Yu shrugged, "That's not right, you pressed the code when you entered the door, and he also knows the code, is it a police officer?"

Zhan Yi didn't make a sound, saw a black ultra-luxury aircraft parked by the side of the road, and his eyes clearly drifted over.

"Wing Yi." Bai Yu reminded, "This car is more handsome than yours."

Zhan Yi's eyelids moved slightly, as if a little excited, "New model!"

Bai Yu actually saw a faint interest flashing in Zhan Yi's eyes, this kind of expression is slightly childish, but not common.

Zhan Yi put his hands in his pockets and squinted his eyes to study the model of the vehicle. He quickly took out his phone and called his friend at the car dealership, "A new car has arrived?"

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say.

Zhan Yi looked serious, very serious, "I want two, both silver and black."

Bai Yu interjected, "I want white too!"

Zhan Yi picked up the phone and snapped his fingers at Bai Yu, "It's in stock, pick up the car right away."

Bai Yu is in a good mood, and what a prodigal son really suits his appetite!

As soon as the two walked to the side of the car, they heard the sound of the door opening behind them.

Looking back, I saw the man who was sweeping the grave just now opened the door and came out. His movements were very slow, as if his joints were not very convenient to move, or was he weak?

Zhan Yi had already gotten into the car at this time, looked at the man through the glass of the car window, and sized him up carefully.

What caught Zhan Yi's attention was the person's walking posture.

What made his posture seem inconvenient to walk was the habitual dragging of his legs, which seemed unable to bend his knees.This posture may seem to ordinary people to think that his joints are sick, but Zhan Yi looks very familiar.

Prisoners usually wear handcuffs and ankle shackles, especially for heavy prisoners. The anklets bind the knees, allowing people to use the movement of the hip bones instead of the movement of the knees, thus making it difficult for the prisoner to move.If this kind of shackles are worn all year round, the joints will change, and the ligaments and muscles in the knees will be necrotic, which will cause this phenomenon... Could it be a prisoner who has just been released from prison?

The man walked to the side of the cool black aircraft, stopped, did not open the door to get into the car, but turned his head and looked at Zhan Yi's car.

To be precise, what he was looking at was Bai Yu beside Zhanyi's car.

Bai Yu also looked at him at this time, the blood-red hair of the other party was as red as a transparent flame under the sun, this kind of red was so strong and unusual, it seemed very unreal, this kind of red, ordinary red blood would not have.

His pale complexion and three-dimensional facial features showed his non-human identity, but his eyes were the brown of ordinary human beings, nothing special.

Bai Yu and him looked at each other for a while, the atmosphere was a bit weird.

At this time, someone got out of the car, it seemed to be the driver, and he opened the door for that person, looking very respectful.

The man lowered his head, bent down and got into the car... His legs and feet seemed to be more convenient than before.

Zhan Yi's heart twitched slightly - that's right, if his legs and feet were really so inconvenient, it would be impossible for him to walk from the center of the cemetery to the door so quickly... Seeing how brisk he got into the car, the moment he entered the car door, the corners of his mouth still showed A meaningless smile came.

Zhan Yi frowned—on purpose!

After the opponent's aircraft was launched, it flew towards the center of the seventh district, and quickly disappeared.

Bai Yu also entered the car.

"You know him?" Zhan Yi asked.

Bai Yu shook his head.

"Anything to say?"

The corner of Bai Yu's mouth twitched, and said, "It looks so annoying."

Zhan Yi laughed, turned around and drove in another direction.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Bai Yu was surprised, "He provoked you!"

"He provoked you, right?" Zhan Yi replied indifferently, "I'm rushing to the garage to pick up the car."

Bai Yu was shocked immediately, "Sure enough, you have grasped the point! I admire your prodigal style, gogogo!"

Zhan Yi didn't say anything more, he realized that Bai Yu was hiding something.

Bai Yu didn't say anything else, he found that Zhan Yi had concealed something.

As for what the two of them tacitly avoid talking about, it is the doubts they each discovered.

What Zhan Yi noticed was the driver who came down to open the door. There was an obvious tattoo pattern on the part of the wrist exposed between the glove and the sleeve.He has seen this pattern before. Not long ago, the Ange Monster he caught had this slave logo on his shoulder. Obviously, the two are related. He noted down the license plate. Go back and investigate slowly, so as not to overwhelm the enemy.

But what Bai Yu was hiding was those brown eyes and that short blood-red hair—it seemed that the upper echelons of the blood clan were hiding a lot of secrets.