The arrogance of the city

Chapter 184 Dress up to attend, just to miss you
On the same day, Yan Donglai sent someone to find a high-level painter.

According to Sun Qing's description, the artist spent more than an hour drawing the appearance of the double-knife killer, and after several revisions along the way, he tried his best to get close to the appearance in Sun Qing's mind.

After Sun Qing finally nodded to confirm that it was almost the same, Yan Dong took a look at the portrait. The man in the portrait was nothing special, but his eyes were slender and sharper, but if thrown in the crowd, he wouldn't be too noticeable .

After a brief look, Yan Donglai took the already indistinguishable portrait and asked people to copy it, then distributed it, searched the whole city, and offered a high reward, as long as the whereabouts of the characters in the painting were found, the reward would be 100 million!

Obviously, this time the king of the East China Sea was really angry.

With his order, the underground world of Donghai started to act instantly.All hotels, hotels, nightclubs, food stalls... Gradually, they were notified that there were some more men with stern eyes wandering around at various airports and train stations in the East China Sea.Even those low-level hooligans have their eyes brightened when they walk on the street.

As long as the double-knife killer is still in the East China Sea, it may only be a matter of time before his whereabouts are revealed.

There are tens of millions of people in the East China Sea. Although Yan Donglai has amazing energy, as long as that remnant hides in a corner and does not show his face, it will not be easy to find him. Li Futu also got a pair of For the portrait, he naturally wouldn't wait for news from Yan Donglai. After returning to Chunqiu Washington, he directly sent the portrait back to the underworld. The underworld has the world's top hacker team. Identification system As long as the double-knife killer has social activities and is not a shadow, it should not be too difficult to find out his identity.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Futu's cell phone rang. He looked at the phone, but it was not connected. Then he turned on the computer, entered a series of English letters, and logged in to a web page.After being prompted for access, he entered a complex password again.

Immediately, the webpage jumped, and the screen instantly became pitch black like blood, and a few bloody words that seemed to be handwritten were displayed on the homepage.

Welcome to hell.

A gloomy air seemed to penetrate the computer screen and rush towards his face.

In less than a moment, a video automatically popped up.

"Emperor Yan."

The man who appeared in the video was wearing a white robe with pale golden complex patterns printed on it. His complexion was as pale as snow. What was even more shocking was that his long hair and eyebrows were also snow-white. With that handsome face, It looks like an ancient legendary figure.

This kind of dress, in the international underground society, there is no second person.

Hell, Bai Wuchang!

Li Futu nodded, "Have you found out?"

"The major families of the Wa Kingdom have a tradition of cultivating family dead men from a long time ago. They will collect orphans across the country every once in a while. If the number is not enough, they will send people to other countries to find them. Because they are not in the local area, the means will be Quite simply, in order to save time and energy, there are many people who directly kill their parents and then take their children back to the country, teach them how to kill, and then let them kill each other. Through cruel competition, good seeds are screened layer by layer, and then brainwashed After successful brainwashing, if they can live to adulthood, they will be given family names and become honorable family members.”

Obviously, this so-called dead man is, to put it bluntly, a killing machine without a soul.

"In that case, the person in the portrait is the dead man of the Fujiwara family?"

"That's right, his name is Fujiwara Ren. He is good at wielding double knives. He has a strong reputation in Yakuza. He has dealt with many unspeakable matters for the Fujiwara family, but he suddenly disappeared in Japan two years ago."

"Fujiwara blade..."

Li Futu read silently, and then asked, "How is your strength?"

"Equivalent to a ghost."

Like Cui Pan, the judge who urged the judge to order, Bai Wuchang's tone did not have any emotional fluctuations from the beginning to the end.

In the ranks of the underworld, under the bull's head and horse face is the ghost king, and after the ghost king is the ghost messenger.

It seems that this Fujiwara blade is really good.

"Emperor Yan, do you want to issue an order to punish the Fujiwara family?"

When he said these words, there was finally a wave of fluctuation in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, which was terrifying and strange, it was a kind of desire for blood.

Now the situation in the international underground society is gradually stabilizing, and all major forces are developing steadily, and no one wants to easily start a war.As Bai Wuchang of the underworld, he has rarely had the chance to make a move. The bloodthirsty gene in his bones has been suppressed for too long, and he longs to be released.

The word "Zhu" was issued, and the whole family was slaughtered.

This is a well-known proverb in the international underground.

Since the establishment of the underworld, a total of five punishment orders have been issued.Every time, with the blood flowing, there are corpse marks all over the field. It can be said that anyone who has seen Zhu Ziling has already gone to hell.What Bai Wuchang meant was obviously asking whether to start a war with the Fujiwara family.

When the hell is full, the dead will return to the world.

As long as Emperor Yan nods his head slightly, he will be able to lead the people from the underworld to the Wa Kingdom and set off a bloody feast!
People in the underworld will never care who their opponent is.From hell, to hell, death is a perfect belonging for them.This is what is most terrifying about them.

This is a group of lunatics who live to harvest souls, a group of ghosts that shouldn't exist in this world!

Li Futu naturally saw the longing in Bai Wuchang's eyes. At that moment, a strong impulse surged in his heart, and his pupils gradually turned blood red.

As the leader of the underworld, if it comes to bloodthirsty desire, no one is stronger than him, but in the end he restrained it.

Once the order of punishment is issued, it means that he will regain his identity as Emperor Yan and bid farewell to everything here.

Thinking of the vivid faces of Shen Manni, Yan Donglai, Su Yuan, He Caiwei, Mu Yudie... the blood in Li Futu's eyes gradually dissipated, and his eyes gradually became clear.

He hasn't enjoyed enough of such a peaceful life.

"Not yet..."

Li Futu murmured, not knowing whether to tell Bai Wuchang or himself.

Bai Wuchang's eyes turned into the original dead silence again.

Just when Li Futu was about to close the video call, Bai Wuchang suddenly said again: "Emperor Yan, there is news... I think I should tell you."

Unbelievable hesitation appeared in Bai Wuchang's tone.

Li Futu couldn't help frowning: "What news?"

Through the screen, Li Futu could see that Bai Wuchang's eyes suddenly became strange.

"Grandma Meng... seems to have gone to the Dragon Kingdom."

……

After closing the notebook, Li Futu couldn't help lighting a cigarette, feeling overwhelmed.

Po Meng seems to have gone to the Dragon Kingdom.

Bai Wuchang's last words still echoed in his ears, and Li Futu couldn't help but see a monstrous figure, with weird purple pupils and waist-length purple hair flying all over the sky... It was a figure that made him feel terribly afraid. woman.

What is she doing in Long Country?
Wouldn't it be for yourself?

Thinking of this, Li Futu took a deep breath, his eyes were rare and serious.Although he is the leader of the underworld, he has nothing to do with Meng Po, who was born in a certain mysterious race.

In other words, in more common terms, he may not be able to beat Po Meng.

As a seven-foot man, it is a bit embarrassing to say that he can't subdue a woman, but it is a fact that has to be admitted.

In the underworld, Meng Po is a very special existence, basically no one dares to provoke her, even Emperor Yan often can't command her.

Li Futu knew very well that Meng Po was an extremely unstable factor. Compared with that Fujiwara Blade, Meng Po's 'threat' to him was infinitely more terrifying.If she wants to do something, I can't stop her at all.

The more Li Futu thought about it, the more he had a headache, and in the end he could only carry forward the spirit of Ah Q to comfort himself.

Didn't Bai Wuchang say "maybe it's coming?" That means it's not sure, and it's not sure if Po Meng didn't come.

Thinking about it this way, Li Futu's brows eased a little, and the so-called self-deception is probably nothing more than this.

Afterwards, Li Futu picked up his mobile phone, called Yan Donglai, and told the other party the exact identity information of Fujiwara Ren. After knowing this, it was better than looking for a needle in a haystack with a secondary portrait.Yan Donglai was obviously surprised, but he didn't ask Li Futu where he got the news.

After finishing the call with Yan Donglai, Li Futu went to take a shower, and when he came out, he found that there was a missed call on the phone.

Yao Chenxi.

Li Futu smiled bitterly, wiped his hair with a towel in one hand, and picked up his mobile phone with the other to call back the call of the beautiful teacher who he thought was just a nod at first.

"I was taking a shower just now, sorry..."

"It's ok."

Yao Chenxi was very calm. She stood on the balcony of the teacher's apartment at Donghai University, looked at the starry sky above her head, and asked softly, "Are you free tomorrow?"

Li Futu thought of the other party's intention in an instant, and sat down beside the bed, "The wedding banquet is tomorrow?"

Yao Chenxi hummed.

"When?"

"Twelve noon, Kaile Hotel."

"No problem, I'll pick you up at the gate of the school in the morning." Li Futu said straightforwardly.

"Let's just meet at the entrance of the Kaile Hotel..."

Li Futu smiled bitterly and said, "We're not engaged in underground party work. Is it necessary to hide? That's it. I'll wait for you at the gate of your school at 11:30 tomorrow."

After saying that, before Yao Chenxi could speak, Li Futu hung up the phone.

Yao Chenxi slowly put down the phone, looked at the darker night sky than before, and took a deep breath.

For her, tomorrow is a farewell and a new life.

……

Eleven noon the next day.

A wild horse appeared on the street in front of Donghai University on time.

Of course, Li Futu couldn't be so stupid as to block the gate directly, but parked his car diagonally opposite the gate of Dongda University.

At around [-]:[-] noon, Yao Chenxi came out of the school. The famous beautiful teacher of Tunghai University changed her professional attire today. She was wearing a black and white off-the-shoulder dress, with her hair curled up to reveal her delicate features. , the slit design shows the slender legs, and the bow on the chest makes the chest more plump. Compared with the past, it is less solemn and more elegant, which can be described as full of femininity.

Along the way, the students passing by kept looking sideways, and many of them greeted her enthusiastically, with compliments such as "Ms. Yao is so beautiful today..." and so on.

Yao Chenxi smiled back politely, approachable and amiable.

It is not unreasonable for a teacher to overwhelm so many young girls from Tunghai University to be selected as the Four Beauties.

When she came to the school gate, she looked around, but she didn't find Li Futu's figure. She was about to take out her mobile phone from her bag when a car honked from across the street.

Yao Chenxi followed the prestige and saw a Mustang with double flashes.She reacted and walked over.

"As a teacher, you are really reckless..."

Seeing the woman sitting up by the sliding door, Li Futu sighed softly.

"Are you complimenting me?"

Yao Chenxi turned to look at him.

Compared with the bright white suit that night at the bar, this man is no longer so dazzling at this time, but he is still wearing expensive and decent formal clothes, looking like a gentleman, gentle and elegant.

"of course."

Li Futu nodded with a smile, "Your students are really lucky. If all the teachers are like you, then no students will desert in class. I'm afraid that the road to national rejuvenation will be accelerated by several gears."

"Grumpy."

Yao Chenxi turned her head to look forward again, but a smile could not help but appear in her eyes.

As Zhang Ailing's famous saying said, a woman, no matter how calm and nonchalant she pretends on the surface, as long as a man takes a step with her, the weight of this man in her heart will be very different after all.

Li Futu drove away from Tunghai University and started heading towards Kaile Hotel.

"I think today you are not here to bless, but to smash things."

While waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection, Li Futu looked at Yao Chenxi beside him.

Yao Chenxi frowned slightly, "What do you mean?"

Li Futu smiled and said: "You are so beautifully dressed, I am afraid that the bride's limelight will be overwhelmed by you at that time. Isn't this just throwing things at you?"

Yao Chenxi was taken aback. Even though she reminded herself to keep calm, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but bend, and then she gave Li Futu a blank look: "You're the only one who talks too much."

It has to be said that at that moment, Li Futu actually had the illusion of facing the goblin Mu Yudie.

What a charming teacher of the people.

Shaking his head and smiling, Li Futu restarted the car when the green light came on.

Kaile Hotel.

The entrance has already been decorated, full of flowers and beams of joy, a red carpet is spread on the ground, and blessings to the couple are displayed on the display screen. It can be seen that there is an endless stream of guests who came to congratulate. Greeted personally at the door.

Li Futu stopped the car and looked at the woman beside him: "Ready?"

Yao Chenxi nodded, glanced at the hotel door, with a calm expression, pushed the door and got off the car.

Standing outside the car, Li Futu stretched his arms.

Yao Chenxi looked at him suspiciously: "What are you doing?"

Li Futu blinked, "I'll let you hold me back, I won't lose if I lose, right?"

Yao Chenxi bit her lip, and finally took Li Futu's arm, forced a smile on her face, and walked towards the festive hotel gate.

I dress up.

Just to miss you.

(End of this chapter)