Age of the Mist

Chapter 637 Rainy Night, Chase, Live Hell
Tick, tick, golden raindrops fell into the heart lake, watering the one-inch virtual lotus.

Crash, clatter, the cold icy rain fell on Tokyo, dripping in the cold night.

A dark alley, littered with rubbish and a stench.

Bang!
A person suddenly rushed out from the small door on the side.He panicked and staggered.He looked left and right with a face full of fear, while running away with all his might.

The poor-quality leather shoes were splashed with water, and the cheap suit was soaked by the rain, and he had completely ignored it.

Someone is chasing him.

In the alley behind him, under the dense neon lights, in the cold wind that blows the bones, like a ghost, silently and viciously following him, ready to tear him to pieces.

"Don't, don't look for me, don't look for me..." The man ran in a panic, suddenly his feet slipped, he rolled in the sewage with a crash, and hit his head on the trash can, he was in a panic.

But he didn't have time to tidy up, he got up with hands and feet and continued to run in a panic.

In the darkness behind, he seemed to hear footsteps, unhurried and murderous.

"No, it's none of my business, it has nothing to do with me!!"

The man yelled in Japanese, threw a few empty bottles and cans into the darkness like crazy, and then continued to flee in panic amidst the clinking of the bottles and cans.

He fled.

Then run away.

From alleys to streets, from quiet places to crowded places.Coming into the crowd, the man subconsciously felt a little safe.But his panicked eyes swept across the crowd, and suddenly he saw a figure behind the crowd.

The man was wearing a black leather jacket and walked towards him unhurriedly, with a serious murderous look.

"Ah!" The man yelled, pushed away the surrounding crowd in horror, and continued to flee forward.

He ran and ran, I don't know how long he ran.

He ran on foot, he grabbed a motorcycle, he wrecked the motorcycle on the side of the road, and continued on foot.The surrounding scene was constantly changing, but that black figure seemed to never change, just hanging around him so unhurriedly, hunting with incomparable patience, just like... a wolf.

Yes, it is a wolf.

Wolves are a group action, and that black figure, no, to be precise, the group of black figures is also a group action.

Like a pack of wolves, they drove the man in a panic alternately, making him dizzy, making him at a loss, and making him subconsciously flee in a direction he thought was safe.

Finally, he fled to an old factory.

When the man rushed into the factory gate in a panic, he suddenly stopped, his face pale with extreme fear.

This factory, he knows.

Many people know it.

This is the battlefield where Daxing wiped out the new Yiyi.

And now, in the small square in the middle of the factory, among the old and rusted industrial pipelines, someone was eating.

It's raining, and it's raining with an umbrella.Large tent umbrellas support a dry area with a large dining table.There was a man eating at the dining table. This man was tall and composed.In the shadow under the tent, like the king of Hades who is killing his life.

There were men in black standing around him and guarding him. These murderous men in black were enough to attract attention no matter where they appeared, but now, in front of this person who was eating, they seemed insignificant.

With a bang, the factory gate closed behind him.

The man in the suit shivered and turned around suddenly, only to see a strong man coming from the direction of the factory gate in the rain.

"If you dare to betray my brother, I'll fucking kill you!" The strong man roared angrily, and rushed forward ferociously.He didn't need any weapons, just punched and kicked the man in the suit.The man in the suit was thrown into the rain as soon as he met him, and then he was grabbed by his collar and punched hard.

"Ah—! No—! None of my business—! Nothing to do with me—!" the man in the suit howled, but to no avail.The furious and strong man held him in the rain and beat him continuously. He swung his fists angrily and threw a series of water splashes. In the blink of an eye, the man in the suit was beaten to pieces, and blood overflowed in the rain.

"Brother." A shiny boy walked up to the person who was eating, and said in a low voice, "It's ready."

"Yeah." The eating man nodded.

Liangzi beckoned, and immediately several men in black walked over with plates.The silver dinner plate was placed on the big table, and the bright silver cover was lifted, and inside was delicious food that was delicious in color and fragrance, emitting aroma in the cold wind.And such a large amount of delicacies disappeared in pieces from the mouth of the living Hades, and he ate the amount of several people by himself.

Boom, the beating on the other side is coming to an end.

The man in the suit was covered in blood, his eyelids were swollen, his teeth were broken and fell off, and he was struggling to crawl in the icy rain.He slowly crawled to the front of the tent, tried his best to kneel down to the King of Hades who was eating, and said in Chinese with difficulty: "Zun... Brother Zun... It's none of my business, Brother Zun..."

"It's none of your business?" The pretty boy next to him immediately snorted and laughed: "Are you thinking we are stupid? The salesman was kidnapped in your casino. How did Xin Lanyi find you at your door so accurately? And a big A living person was kidnapped from your place, and there was no warning beforehand and no news afterwards, how dare you say it’s none of your business?"

When the strong man next to him heard the name of the seller's father, his face became more angry, he raised his foot and stomped at the man in the suit, wishing he could just stomp him to death.

Then, the big man who was eating put down his chopsticks.

Boom, with a sound, the strong man stopped.

A handsome guy is a rotten boy, a strong man is a hot-tempered D, and this living King of Hades who eats is none other than Hei Zun.

Looking at the man in the suit, Hei Zun wiped his mouth and said, "Kawamoto-san, today is a beautiful day. The same weather and the same location give me the opportunity to do the same thing."

what's up?

The man in the suit instinctively felt that something was wrong, but before he could speak, the men in black all around had rushed up to him and set him up.Beep, beep, beep, it's the sound of cars.There was a light coming through the rain curtain, it was pot pie, he drove over a forklift, and an iron frame was lifted on the forklift.

The man in black frantically pinned the man in the suit to the iron frame, then locked all his hands and feet with a click, locking him firmly to death.

Hei Zun stretched his hand under the table, and when he raised his hand again, he had already grabbed a samurai sword in his hand.

Phew, the saber was pulled out of its sheath, the pattern on the saber was similar, with some dark purple patterns on it, it was a good saber.

And when Hei Zun came, holding the handle of the knife and lifting the knife, the boundless mighty power pressed down on the man in the suit like the sky collapsed.The man in the suit had a terrified expression, and he was already trembling with fear. He felt that the legend of the man in front of him was not only exaggerated, but also far less than one-tenth of the real one.

This Black Venerable is not a human being, but a demon and a ghost!
"The black samurai said that his sword skills are good, but mine is far better than his. Let's use the same knife to do the same thing." As soon as the words fell, he stabbed with the knife as fast as lightning, and with a poof he went straight Stabbed the man in the suit twice.Then he pulled out the knife, and fresh blood flowed out from the wound.

Hei Zun swung the saber to shake off the remaining blood on the blade, and put the saber back into its sheath.He looked at the man in the suit, and his voice was flat and oppressive: "If you say it's none of your business, then tell me whose business it is. From now to the rescue limit, you still have four minutes and 50 seconds, cherish the rest of your life. "

Boom, a countdown clock was placed on the table.

Bang, the pot cake tapped the button, and the man in the suit was picked up by the forklift.

"Brother Zun! Forgive me, I dare not say, I really dare not—!"

The mournful howl echoed in the wind and rain, reflecting the chaotic background of Tokyo.

(End of this chapter)