those romances

The fighting didn't stop because of Mo Qingxuan's appearance, but it became more and more intense.

"—you want to be the savior? No, your hands are stained with sin, and God will not forgive you."

There was another "click", and Mo Qingxuan snapped off the arm that swung the sharp knife, like breaking a rotten branch.He protected the young man behind him with a protective attitude, his movements were swift and unsparing, as if he was carrying a shattering force, his flesh and blood flew everywhere he went.

This is a feast for the eyes, Mo Qingxuan is so powerful, he seems to understand the fragility of the human body very well, he never misses a single blow, he maneuvers in the fighting arena with ease, every blow accurately avoids the most vulnerable parts of the human body, It was just knocked down, never hurting his life.

Just when the fight was over and he was about to lead the boy off the fighting ring, the ghost-faced man's cold voice followed like a shadow:

"—You can't go! It's not over yet."

Mo Qingxuan stopped and turned around.

"Only one can live, this is the rule."

Under the spotlight, two skull-like black holes opened on the pale ghost's face, and inside were two faint blue ghost lights.

"Ah……"

Mo Qingxuan suddenly laughed softly, as if he heard a very funny joke.

"You said that there are only two people who survived to the end on this stage."

The laughter was contemptuous and precarious, like a fluttering breeze.

"...Actually, it's fine if you die."

As the breeze fell to the ground, Mo Qingxuan's hand as hard as an iron hook came suddenly.

The ghost-faced man had been prepared for a long time, but when he dodged, he heard the sound of bones breaking, and then his body fell down involuntarily.

——However, it's not over yet.

Suddenly, clear applause sounded from the dimly lit dais, which was also mixed with a woman's coquettish laughter.

All the eyes looked at the past, and saw a tall and strong figure slowly walking out of the darkness, wearing a decent and serious suit, with a sharp mandible outline under the mask, which looked aggressive and stern.

"Little brother is very skilled, so I'm here to ask for some advice."

The man's pronunciation is very stiff, with a heavy accent, as if his tongue can't turn, and each word is short and hasty.

Mo Qingxuan immediately thought: "Japanese?"

Liu Chuanfang bent down to salute, then arched her upper body, clenched a fist with one hand, and split the palm with the other, making an attacking posture.

Mo Qingxuan didn't want to get entangled any longer, but at this moment, a knee-bending sweep came up head-on. He hurriedly pushed away the young man, raised his arms to block, the strong force made his bones numb, and he was forced to take a few steps back. Suddenly, the man suddenly turned around, changed legs, bent his knees and hit Mo Qingxuan in the abdomen.

Mo Qingxuan hid in time, and soon realized that this is Japanese judo, which lies in the skill and proficiency, not the comparison of strength.When he was a child, he often fought with his father, learned a few basic military and police fighting skills, self-defense was okay, if he encountered a vicious gangster and couldn't escape...

My father said: Then think about the relatives waiting for you at home, how sad they would be if you died.

Mo Qingxuan's expression suddenly changed, his fingers bent into grasping claws, and his deep and dark eyes fell on Liu Chuan Fangze's throat.The next moment, his elbow bumped against the young man behind him. The young man's body lightly bounced towards the guardrail like a kicked ball, and the cushioning rope relieved the strength from his body. The blurred limbs and broken arms jumped up together with the grabbing hands.

Liu Chuanfang slanted her figure, sweeping her legs high and was about to meet him, she never thought that Mo Qingxuan would hit the east and west, step on the boy who was like a ball bounced back by the rope, and leap forward, her light body was like a flying white kite lingering on the ground. In mid-air, he moved to the back of Yoshizawa Yanagawa in an instant.

The grasping hand changed from top to bottom, with one hand locking the throat, and the other hand was about to press Yanagawa Fangze's Tianling cover.

At this moment, the arm that fell in mid-air slanted to the side, like a poplar pierced by an arrow, and a cluster of bright red blood splashed from the white and moist skin.

- that's a bullet

However, without a moment's hesitation, Mo Qingxuan raised his knee and slammed it heavily against Liu Chuan Fangze's calf.

Liu Chuanfang was forced to kneel down in embarrassment

Amidst the sound of gasping one after another, Mo Qingxuan embraced the young man's waist, leaped high with the help of Yanagawa Fangze's shoulders, jumped over the guardrail, and rolled into the darkness where the figures floated.

--at the same time--

The smoking silver gun was aimed in that direction again, but this time his fingers had no time to press the trigger, because a piece of cold object lay across his neck soundlessly.

Alian knew that it was a small knife.

At this time, the spotlights went out together, and the entire "Holy Paradise" fell into a bloody, breathless night.

Southland in the distribution room: Yes!

An incandescent lamp suddenly lights up in the storage room where the desolate moonlight is reflected in a small window

"Alian..."

The young man in an ordinary T-shirt and trousers raised his foot and kicked. The boy in the rose gold mask immediately fell to the floor, and fog-colored dust rose from the marble tiles.

Those water-washed ink-colored pupils were full of murderous intent at this moment, and the thin lips outside the mask spit out one word at a time:

"It's this hand that hurt him, how should I get revenge?"

Ya Lian originally had an arrogant and conceited temperament, and was very annoyed at being controlled by others. She slipped out a knife from her sleeve and swung it at Shen Tu's face, but this was really vulnerable in front of Shen Tu.

The two small knives collided in the air, and the exquisitely carved dagger snapped off.

Ya Lian raised her neck and asked unwillingly: "Are you with that Mo Qingxuan, the killer?"

His Chinese is very good, and his enunciation is correct, as if he has received professional guidance.

Shen Tu said: "No, he is different from me"

The sharp knife slashed at the face, and the mask was cut in half, revealing a feminine, beautiful, proud and clear face.

Different from the deep and three-dimensional faces of European and American men, Ya Lian still has a trace of youthful immaturity, and her lips, which are bright red and pink like red roses, are pouting arrogantly, looking very unconvinced.

Shen Tu continued:

"...I learned how to kill people"

The frightening and cold murderous aura on his body was too strong, YouQi took away the delicate and small silver gun, and turned the gun to Alian's face.Yalian's arrogant and dismissive expression immediately showed signs of collapse.

"You, stop!"

Alian's teeth were chattering, and she said:

"If you want to kill me, those people in the venue will be finished!"

In his shocked and terrified sight, the muzzle of the gun slowly moved down along the beautifully shaped swan-like neck and the "thumping" throbbing chest, and he pulled the trigger with his finger.

"what--"

Like a bloody rose blooming in milk, it is thrillingly beautiful.

Shen Tu didn't stop there, he pulled the trigger again and said:

"Double Reward"

On the winding mountain road, a black car was hidden among the branches and leaves.

Qin Ge almost wanted to applaud him: "Hero! How did you survive? Why didn't this bullet hit your brain? Let the water inside flow out, so that you can wake up."

Nan Guo trembled: "That's brain matter..."

Immediately, two fire-breathing eyes swept over

"...I know, I shut up."

Qin Ge continued indifferently: "This monkey, take it back to the dormitory from Nanguo, wash it, and change into a clean and decent outfit. Don't let people think that we are abducting people in 621. You follow me to the hospital."

The young man was unkempt, sallow and thin, and shrank in the back seat. Based on the principle of "calling what he looks like", Qin Ge named him "Monkey".

Su Changqing's arm was simply bandaged, but at this moment, under Qin Ge's cynical attitude, he didn't dare to take a breath.

When Shen Tu got into the car, he noticed the undiminished smell of gunpowder in the air, and was puzzled:

"how?"

Nan Guo, who covered his mouth and dared not speak, secretly pointed at Qin Ge, and then at Su Changqing.

At this time, Su Changqing sighed: "I'm quite afraid of death."

"—Then you are still ahead! None of those people in the club are richer and more powerful than you, but you are the only one who will risk his life. If a bullet hits your forehead or your heart, you think you are still alive Opportunity?! You are just a poor student, let me put it bluntly, there is an old mother and silly brother at home, if something happens to you, how do you let them live?"

The two at the lowest end of the biological chain——Shen Tu and Nan Guo were silent

"Give me some peace for a while. Rehabilitate my wounds! Do you hear me!"

Su Changqing murmured: "You are really good at training people."

Qin Ge raised his chin, disdainful: "I can't compare to you."

"...I can't say something nice, you are too indifferent."

Qin Ge's expression turned cold: "..."

"It's the same in the southern country. Actually... well, I know it all, but I can't turn a blind eye. I read such a passage..."

Su Changqing struggled to get out his phone, but no one was there to help him at this moment, Nan Guo was silent, Shen Tu stared at it quietly, their eyes all fell on Su Changqing.

Su Changqing leaned on the back seat, tilted his head as if trying to read the handwriting on the screen of the mobile phone, followed the memo word by word:

If the sky is dark, live in the dark;

If it is dangerous to make a sound, keep silent;

If you feel powerless to shine, then curl up in a corner.

However, don’t justify the darkness when you get used to the darkness;

He repeated: "Don't mock those who are braver and more passionate than yourself."

The whole car is silent

Su Changqing closed his eyes helplessly, with an unbearable sadness appearing on his pale and gray face, his tone was so timid, ashamed, and cautious, and he said:

"Don't blame me anymore, I just want to... have a clear conscience."