soulful game

He compared the knife on Shen Qingshang's white belly, "Although we will not let him go after you die, we have ways to make his life worse than death. For example... I can draw a line on him right now , the blood will flow out little by little, and he won't be able to die for a while, but he will feel more and more cold..."

"Really?" Jue sneered and glanced at the dagger on the ground that made him kill himself, "Then you do it, I'll stand here and watch."

Apparently, everyone including Kunyu didn't expect that Ji would have such an attitude. According to Kunyu's observations lurking beside Ji during this time, he definitely cares about Shen Qingshang.how so?

"Okay, since that's the case, then you can enjoy it!"

It was too late and then too soon, Ke Ke waved the handle of the knife, and stabbed Kunyu behind him into the stomach!Kunyu's eyes widened in disbelief, but Keke had already jumped behind him, choked his neck with one hand, and pulled out the dagger from his stomach with the other hand, and put it on his neck.

The people sitting below all stood up, watching their leader being held hostage, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Although Kunyu was stabbed, it was not fatal.There was still a smile on his face: "Hmph, do you think you can escape by killing me? Before I came in, the people you brought at the door were already stunned by me, so I kept them temporarily The purpose of their lives is to cut them open with my own hands, and use the method taught us by the old ghost to let them know what will happen if they follow the wrong master!"

"What will happen if you follow the wrong master?" The door of the church was kicked open suddenly, and a Mexican came in with a submachine gun in his hand.Behind him were all the subordinates brought by Quan Ji. There were about 30 people, all of whom were elites selected from a hundred.

A smile finally appeared on Ji's face.Everything was as he had imagined in advance.

In fact, when Jue was recruiting this group of men, he had already guessed that the old ghost might put a chess piece into his camp, which was why he let Tu Xue go back to report the news.He was afraid that the location given by the massacre was false, so if the old ghost's pawn came to him, then he could learn the real meeting place of the old ghost organization by tracking the connection between the dark ghost and the lair.It's just that he didn't expect that a core figure like Kunyu would come in person.So he warned Shen Qingshang many times not to get too close to these people, and to drive him back to the country, because he was not sure whether there were dark ghosts among these people, and if so, which one.It wasn't until two days ago that he finally discovered the secret signal of Kunyu's contact with the old nest, and knew Kunyu's identity. The net that had been cast for so long finally came to the day when it was closed.He told all his men in advance to be alert to any behavior of Kunyu, so of course his drug didn't work.

Kunyu saw that everything had been revealed, and now she was in their hands. As a hostage, she also restricted the actions of other people in the organization.Is it really going to be caught without a fight?All the people here are high-level members of the organization. If the entire army is wiped out here, the organization will collapse. What face will I have to meet their spiritual mentor, the old ghost, after my death?

"Kill me!" Kunyu yelled at Ke Ke who was holding him hostage.

Ke Ke squinted her eyes and was about to make a move when she heard a woman's loud roar from beside her: "Don't! Don't kill my brother, I am willing... to surrender on behalf of the old ghost organization. As long as you let my brother go, I promise to disband the old ghost organization , I will never trouble you again in the future, and the killers we sent to all over the world will stop all actions from now on."

"Kunyan!" Kunyu glared at her younger sister bitterly.

"Brother... give up. Mr. Old Gui, he has already left us, even the master... the master has already left. Actually, there is one thing that I have never told you. Secretly told me that Mr. Old Ghost was not that kind of person at the beginning, he just started to stop having feelings for his apprentices and let them kill each other because his most beloved apprentice wanted to leave him, get married and have children to live a normal life , Weeding out the weak. So cruelty was not his initial belief, it was because the master was not reconciled when he was young, he felt that he could have become the most beloved apprentice of the old ghost, and he hated those who ended the life of the old ghost early. When he was dying, the master also said that deep down in his heart, he actually knew that even if Mr. Old Ghost was alive, he would not be able to become his most valued apprentice."

There are no ghosts in this world, only people have ghosts in their hearts.The old ghost was just an ordinary person, but after his death, a group of unwilling followers forcibly turned him into a god. They even pretended to be his name and developed an extreme killer organization.

In the end, Kunyu collapsed. He couldn't find his faith in confusion, just like a person lost in the night.The other high-level organizations present were also stunned when they heard this.Even their spiritual leader had collapsed, and they seemed to have lost their reason to fight desperately in front of the elite men brought by Ji.

In the end, Shen Qingshang walked out of the church carrying the seriously injured Shen Qingshang.

The sun was shining brightly outside.Shen Qingshang suddenly remembered that at Heishi's funeral last fall, he walked out of a gloomy church like this.The difference is that he was alone at that time, and now he has someone by his side that he wants to rely on for the rest of his life.It was a bleak late autumn at that time, and now it is a bright spring.

The author has something to say

It begins with church and ends with church.Don't forget the original intention, only then can we always succeed.The first time I wrote an article, I did it.

over.Marriage and bridal chamber, as well as some unresolved past events, will be placed in the episode.

postscript

[Note] This article will talk about creative ideas and mental journeys.If you don't want to read the author's thoughts, you can directly click "Next Chapter".

Clearing my throat——huh~ It's the first time in my life that I finished writing a book, and I feel very excited inside, so even if no one wants to read it, I still have to make fun of it.

I have always been a loyal reader of Tanmei novels, and my favorite authors are Mr. Deep Sea, Above Huai Shui, and Winora.I read and read a book in my spare time every day, and I gradually feel dissatisfied. I think why the people in the book don’t follow my ideas.I really didn't know that I could write before, I didn't know until I started writing, and now I don't know how my 12 words flowed out of my hand.I didn’t understand until now what is meant by “articles are made naturally, and you can get them by chance”—of course, I think this debut work is still quite immature, and I dare not call it wonderful at all, but the kind of the last sentence I don’t know the next sentence. What to write in one sentence, but after writing the previous sentence, the feeling that the next sentence will automatically emerge in your mind is really wonderful-as if someone in your mind is holding your hand and talking to you.It's as if the characters in my writing are alive, once they step on the stage, they will start their performance by themselves. I just saw it and recorded the picture in my mind.

Tell me about my mental journey.

This novel is not long, and I only wrote it for two weeks.At the beginning, I would be very concerned about my click-through rate. I would always check to see how popular it is and how many favorites it has.Then I saw that the numbers were bleak, and I was so sad at one point that I wanted to give up writing.I can’t help but communicate with my friends who are also writing essays, some of them said, “Your essays are not real enough, this is not the true heart of a gay (this is my non-straight girlfriend)”, “Your fighting scenes are not enough Wonderful (this is a male friend who likes to watch fights)", "You are not enough Mary Sue (this is a very popular romance writer friend)", "Your xxoo person at the beginning is not a genuine attack (this is after watching Readers who abandoned the pit at the beginning)"...

I was getting more and more confused, and even thought, maybe the type I like is far from the type that readers like.I don’t think I can write things that my friends suggested to me. I like Qiangqiang, but I don’t like Mary Sue. I think no matter whether it’s Gong or Shou, you can’t love without reason. The character of Shou must also be strong and rich. Attractive; I'm not a man, I don't know men's psychology; I don't have a virgin complex, and I even like a bit coquettish type, and I don't mind "being unclean".

But one afternoon, I suddenly figured it out, this novel was originally my brain time for self-entertainment, and it was just a faithful record of the brain time I enjoyed.As for how many people have the same strong taste as me and are willing to accompany me to swim in my inner world, what does it matter?So starting from a certain chapter, I have never paid attention to the click-through rate, nor have I studied about the archives, regular updates, and which time period the most people will watch. I am just kidding myself.

Now that this article is written, there may be many small bugs after careful scrutiny, but overall I am quite satisfied, because I have solved the general mystery.The most important thing is that I have integrated my previous life experiences and ideas into it—it is myself.

For example, I like the jazz "Dead Leaves" at the beginning, for example, the United States where I have studied abroad, for example, I have been to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau for mountain climbing, for example, I like to do yoga and soak in hot springs.My favorite man is the type who is mysterious, seductive, and can tell stories.For example, in one chapter, the fire rope used for attacking was played by an Argentinian named Ivan when I went camping with my foreign colleagues and did yoga by the campfire when I was an international volunteer in Thailand.The shock I felt at that time, and the vitality symbolized by the flame