Close Mad Son-in-law

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Inside the bar, there was dead silence.

The night at five o'clock in the morning is the darkest.

And in this secluded bar, this small space filled with blood is particularly horrifying.

"Sorry, it blocked your money."

In the darkness, a voice that was cold into the bone marrow sounded.

Like a dark demon, every word is heard: "But I won't let you go for nothing."

Whoosh!

In the darkness, a figure rushed behind the two killers like an electric flint.

With a light sizzle, the throat was cut and the blood flow continued.

"I have admired the scenery of hell, but you haven't."

Flop!

Two more killers fell to the ground.

The strong **** smell is unusually pungent. Plasma covered the smooth floor, making it slippery.

"I'll give you a ride."

Hum!

A cold light suddenly appeared, and the voice that seemed to come from **** floated into the ears of every killer.

"It's free."

Keng!

The dagger pierced through the throat of the last assassin, and it pierced the door with a clang and buzzed.

The hustle and bustle of the bar is calm.

The corpses all over the floor are disgusting and shocking.

Their facial expressions may be horrified, helpless, and hopeless. Death status is different, just like Shura Purgatory.

The sound of inaudible footsteps sounded.

A slender figure appeared beside Chu Yun, his head hung down, his voice calm and ruthless: "The list of killers performing the hunt tonight totals 308 people."

After a short pause, the ruthless voice rang again: "Eight people are still at large."

"Please indicate."

Patter.

Chu Yun lit a cigarette, walked to the bar to pour himself a glass of wine, pursed his lips and said, "Cut the grass and remove the roots."

"Yes."

The men in black come quickly and go quickly.

As if he had never appeared in a bar, the atmosphere was weird.

Smoked, drank alcohol.

Chu Yun buckled the wine glass on the bar and left through the back door.

He wiped the blood from his face and took a new set of clothes from the corner of the wall and put on it. Leave this cold and humid backstreet calmly.

Just turning a corner, a ray of light brushed his face.

In the east, the fish belly gradually became white, and the rising sun rose into the sky.

There are food stalls near Pub Street, as well as breakfast stalls. Especially for bad people who buy drunk late at night.

Chu Yun, who had been drinking all night, was a little hungry and chose a breakfast stall with a better sanitary environment. He did not forget the breakfast agreement with Su Mingyue.

And Su Mingyue always pays attention to eating healthy, unsanitary things, she does not eat.

"Young man, you just came over from Bar Street?" The old man brought a bowl of beef noodles, a drawer of xiaolongbao, and a bowl of soy milk. Asked bluffing.

"Yes. I was cruelly abandoned by my girlfriend last night. I got drunk late at night and almost drank stomach bleeding." Chu Yun took a sip of spicy beef noodle soup and stuffed a small dumpling in his mouth. Shook his head and said. "The world is not worth it."

"Then you didn't hear anything from Nightingale?" the old man said in a low voice. "It is said that gunshots have been heard, and many people have died."

Chu Yun swallowed the steamed dumplings and said in a deep voice, "Is there such a lively watching? That's a shame. I got drunk at the rhinoceros concert in the next street, and slept in the toilet after a big drink in the middle of the night. Until now I still feel sore in my back, and I don’t know if someone kicked my feet in a prank."

"Then you are lucky." The old man sighed. "These young people are really ignorant. Their parents have worked hard to pull them up, but they are drinking and making trouble here, fighting and fighting."

"People live for a breath. Buddha fights for a stick of incense." Chu Yun said in a deep voice after eating two bites of noodles. "If I find the **** who kidnapped my girlfriend, I will sink him into the Huangpu River!"

The old man glared at Chu Yun: "Don't talk nonsense! To kill is to pay for your life!"

"Want to persuade me? Yes. Breakfast is free, I am obedient to you." Chu Yun took a sip of soy milk and grinned.

"You silly boy haven't woken up the bar yet?" The old man shook his head to cook the noodles.

Police cars came one after another on Pub Street.

The Nightingale Bar was also surrounded by groups, pulling up the cordon.

The passing crowd looked sideways and whispered. With the warm sun flooding the ground, the backlit Nightingale Bar was filled with a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere.

"Not a single body."

A police officer frowned and said: "The floor is also very clean. It may be too late. The broken tables and chairs are just returned to their original positions, and the old ones are not traded in."

"Do you still care about this?" another police officer pinched his nose and said. "How many **** people have died, and how much blood has been shed? It's like someone bake a basin of plasma in a microwave oven, I'm almost suffocated."

Pedaling.

The sound of rapid footsteps sounded.

Several police officers turned their heads and saw Qi Jun walking calmly with a serious face.

"How is the site investigation?" Qi Jun asked in a deep voice.

"There are fighting marks, bullet holes, and the tables and chairs are very damaged. But there are no blood stains, and no fingerprints can be found. It should be handled by professionals."

The police officer pursed his lips and said, "A colleague from the Forensic Department will come to collect evidence. I believe we can find valuable clues."

Qi Jun nodded faintly, surveyed the scene for a while, and then turned away.

In the early hours of last night, he called Sister Chong, but the answer he got was not to move, but this whole night, he didn't shut his eyes and called Chu Yun frantically. The other party kept shutting down. It made him feel very nervous.

Stepping out of the bar, Qi Jun let out a suffocating breath. The smell of blood is too strong and it is pungent to make it difficult to breathe. He waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to stand by and control the scene of the crime. Only then got in the car and left, ready to go back to the bureau to discuss with the leader.

The car drove across the street, passing by Chu Yun, who had breakfast with his back to the road.

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After eating and drinking, Chu Yun ordered cold noodles and a cage of scallion-flavored roasted wheat. Soymilk has equipment and materials at home, so there is no waste of money.

After paying the bill, Chu Yun just turned around, and a low-key car slowly drove up.

This is nothing at all. There are a lot of rich people in Pearl City. Even Chu Yun drove a Mercedes-Benz, so why would he take another look?

But when Chu Yun's gaze fell on the license plate, he stopped. It's not going to go, it's not going to stay.

The car she rides in Yanjing has this license plate.

In Mingzhu, except for the prefix, the last five digits are exactly the same.

It was the letters and numbers that Chu Yun was so familiar with.

c1217.

Chu Yun's birthday.

The car slowly stopped on the side of the road, but no one got off.

The window slowly dropped, but after halfway down, it stopped abruptly.

There are not many sceneries that Chu Yun can see. UU reads www.uukanshu. com, but the eyes that seemed to be poisoned made him feel uncomfortable.

The last time he was outside the Su family compound, the car didn't approach, so he chose to leave without hesitation.

But this time, the car stopped in front of him.

Chu Yun had no choice but to step forward.

"Have you had breakfast? I invite you." Chu Yun smiled. But it is perfunctory.

"why?"

A handful of sounds rang in my ears, but it seemed to be transmitted through electric waves across thousands of miles.

Magnetism, but no emotion.

No matter how good the sound is, it is also daunting.

"What and why?" Chu Yun still had a smile on his face, pretending to be patient.

"Why do you want to live like a bereaved dog?"