Someone Speaks Ill of You

It's nine o'clock.

Luo Fei and Luo Jiajia returned to Qingshui Alley.

The night wind was bleak, and the leaves on the branches were rustling.

When he reached the gate of the community, Luo Fei stopped and said to Luo Jiajia: "You go back first, I'll find the monitor."

Luo Jiajia paused, holding the white sweater bag in his hand, and handed it in front of him.

Inside is the lady's sweater he bought, 580 yuan.

Luo Fei was taken aback for a moment, and looked at it with a strange expression: "Don't you think I bought it for the squad leader?"

Luo Jiajia looked at him, her dark eyes glowing with a deep and charming light under the dim street lamp.

"I bought it for you."

Luo Fei didn't want to joke with her anymore and pushed the clothes back.

"Go back, go home and try it, it must look great."

After speaking, he walked towards the alley in front.

"still coming back?"

Luo Jiajia asked suddenly.

Luo Fei stopped, looked back at her and said, "What do you think?"

Luo Jiajia was silent for a moment, raised his hand, and slowly took off the mask from his face, revealing that suffocating and peerless face that was beautiful even at night, and looked at him and said: "I slept with her. Just come back, okay?"

Luo Fei looked at her blankly.

In the quiet alley, the two stood like this, as if the street lamps on both sides of the road were separated from each other, silent, looking at each other.

Time seems to stop at this moment.

There is the bleakness of the early autumn night breeze in the air, and the warmth of the dim light.

The fallen leaves swirled and danced between the two, just like an elf dancing gracefully in the dark night.

"can."

Luo Fei did not explain.

Luo Jiajia only entered the community, and the tall and charming back figure gradually melted into the dark night.

Until she entered the building, went upstairs, and opened the door, Luo Feifang continued to walk forward.

The footsteps behind him stepped on the fallen leaves, making a slight noise, and did not turn into the community, but followed him all the time.

Luo Fei walked past the gate of the community where Mu Qianxue lived and did not stop.

Keep going.

After another community, there was a dark alley in front of me. There were no street lights, and the air was filled with a rotten smell of rubbish.

Luo Fei was familiar with the smell and felt cordial.

He stopped at the end of the alley, turned around, and looked into the darkness behind.

A figure appeared, gloomy like a ghost.

He was wearing a black outfit, of medium build, with long shawl hair, and holding a knife in his hand, a knife gleaming with coldness in the dark.

"For your sister, I was brought here alone. My sister and brother are deeply affectionate. I am very touched. So, I can leave you a whole body."

The man's knife is very steady in his hand, even if he speaks, it still doesn't move, as if it has been embedded in his palm.

Two car lights suddenly lit up in the dark, slowly approaching here.

A black car drove over and stopped behind the man holding the knife.

The car door opened and a man in a black suit walked down.

"Luo Fei, I gave you a chance, but you don't cherish it. So don't blame me."

The man in the suit was standing next to the man holding the knife, his expression was plain, his tone was also very plain, as if he was chatting with an old friend.

"Don't worry, after you die, I will help your sister deal with your funeral. Then, I will help you take care of your sister and take care of her forever. Don't worry, I will treat her well and won't let her suffer. I'm wronged because she deserves it."

"Of course, if she is disobedient, I will have a way. What I like is her face, her body, as for her heart, it doesn’t matter whether she is here or not, it doesn’t matter whether she has it or not. I can make her become A puppet, a slave, a machine that will always listen to me without any thoughts."

"Anyway, she will live, live well. At least, better than following you now."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of the man holding the knife next to him, and said, "This is the awakened one, I guess you haven't heard of it? This is the sorrow of the poor. No matter how hard you work, it won't be worth it. Folding banknotes. You are indeed good at hitting, but in front of him... you are nothing."

"Mr. Nie, my time is precious."

"let's start."

Nie Yuanguang looked at the teenager on the opposite side: "Don’t worry, this alley, including the streets outside, won’t be recorded by cameras. So, Luo Fei, don’t worry about our exposure, let alone your sister’s change. To become a widow."

‘"Huh!"

The knife light flashed, and the man holding the knife rushed up, and suddenly jumped, and the katana in his hand chopped out a white pike, and instantly enveloped the boy inside.

Nie Yuanguang turned around and walked towards the car.

The result has already come out, there is no need to continue watching.

In fact, he didn't like those **** pictures, if he had a choice.

"boom!"

The samurai sword fell heavily to the ground.

But there is no one there!

The man holding the knife stood there, stunned for a moment, and turned around abruptly.

"boom!"

A fist flew out of the darkness suddenly and hit his chest hard!

"Crack!"

He broke his ribs, flew out, hit the wall behind him hard, and fell off.

Nie Yuanguang, who was about to walk back to the car, suddenly turned around.

The man holding the knife just landed, his figure flashed, and he jumped up from the ground again, with an angry shout, the samurai sword in his hand suddenly turned into a dense shadow of knives, covering the entire alley in front, all slashing towards the young man. go with!

But the boy suddenly disappeared in place.

The face of the man holding the sword changed and he hurriedly stepped back, his back pressed against the wall, the samurai sword in his hand retracted, and he looked left and right.

"boom!"

A fist suddenly flew out of the wall behind him, and hit the back of his head with a heavy blow!

The man holding the knife flew out again, dizzy, his eyes darkened, and the samurai sword in his hand clanged and fell to the ground.

He fell to the ground in embarrassment.

But the last trace of consciousness told him that he could not crawl like this, let alone drop his knife.

He bit his tongue to make himself sober.

He stood up again.

But the young man appeared in front of him like a ghost, and hit him in the stomach with another punch.

With this punch, his internal organs vibrated and rolled, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a "vomit" retching. He arched his waist like dried shrimps, his whole body was trembling in pain, and he couldn't say a word.

"Crack!"

Luo Fei grabbed his two wrists, twisted his arms abruptly, and kicked his knee abruptly. With a click, he directly kicked the kneecap of his right leg to pieces.

He was short, knelt on one knee, opened his mouth wide in pain, rolled his eyes, and made a terrible "Hoho" in his throat.

Luo Fei walked over, picked up the knife on the ground, and looked at the man named Nie Yuanguang.

Nie Yuanguang's face was pale, and the calmness and calmness he had just now disappeared without a trace. Instead, his face was full of horror and fear!

He staggered towards the car, his soul almost frightened.

But as soon as he ran to the car, the brand-new black car suddenly "clicked" and turned into two halves directly from the middle!

Nie Yuanguang's footsteps stiffened, he stayed on the spot, his eyes widened.

The boy stood in the gap between the two halves of the car, holding the knife in his hand, looking at him coldly like a devil crawling out of hell: "I said, if you hit Luo Jiajia's idea again, you will dead."

"Little... Xiao Luo, you... listen to me..."

He bent his knees, knelt down, trembling, crying, ready to beg.

"Huh!"

But before he finished speaking, the blade flashed and his head flew out!

The blood on the neck spurted out with a blast of blood!

The headless corpse knelt there for a few seconds before Fang fell to the ground.

Luo Fei held the knife and walked towards the awakened one.

The awakened one knelt on the ground with a painful face, and looked at him with a grinning grin and said: "Boy, you can kill ordinary people, but you can't kill me. I am the awakened, and I have a locator on my body, you kill If you lose me, you will be wanted by the entire Awakening Department, and will be hunted down by all the Awakeners! You and your family, no one can escape! Your beautiful and lovely sister will also..."

"Huh!"

The knife light flashed, his head flew out, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

Luo Fei was holding the knife, standing on the spot, his body was stained with blood, his eyes seemed to be stained red with blood, and there was a violent flame burning in his chest.

Suddenly, he turned around, looked at the darkness behind him, and squeezed the knife in his hand.

A figure came out.

Mu Qianxue walked out of the darkness with a bow on her back, stopped beside the broken car, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Luo Fei's body was shaking involuntarily, still holding the knife in his hand tightly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Is the squad leader here to kill me?"

Mu Qianxue's eyes trembled, walked over, stopped in front of him, still arched on his back, looked at him and said, "You can kill me first."

"Kang Dang."

Luo Fei let go, the knife in his hand fell to the ground, and the blood in his eyes gradually faded.

"I said, if one day..."

"Not that day."

Mu Qianxue cut off his words.

Luo Fei looked at her, at this pure and moving face, as calm as water.

"Go back, your sister is waiting for you."

Mu Qianxue bent down, picked up the knife on the ground, held it in his hand, looked at him and said, "They **** it."

Luo Fei looked at the headless corpse on the ground: "He is the awakened..."

"Evil Awakener."

Mu Qianxue corrected him and looked at him calmly.

Luo Fei was stunned for a moment, and stared at her.

"Go back, leave it to me here."

She whispered: "Your sister needs you, and that family also needs you."

Luo Fei stared at her in a daze, and was silent for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just gave an "um" and turned and left.

He glanced back in the darkness, the girl was wiping the hilt of the katana with her clothes.

She is erasing his traces.

He didn't stay any longer and left silently.

Luo Jiajia needed him, and he promised Luo Jiajia would go back.

Must go back tonight.

The knife light flashed, and the knife in Mu Qianxue's hand passed under her shoulder, splashing a few blood, which was like a flower in full bloom in the dark night, very coquettish.