rebirth of wrong love farewell

The Huai city decorated with colorful neon lights in the middle of the night and the hustle and bustle of the day seem to be in harmony with each other, but it is just a continuation of the style of the scene.

The boy got out of the car, and his handsome figure seemed to be the toughest and most unyielding determination under the moonless sky covered by a black cloth.

He looked up at the top floor of the building in front of him, which was where his aunt's office was.

Rubbing the round wooden box in his trouser pocket with his fingers, Liang Nuo raised his legs and stepped into the company gate. After being greeted respectfully by the front desk, he came to the elevator door.

Then he pressed the door open button, and his heart was filled with warmth. Today is her birthday, 25 years old.

The elevator door opened, and the boy walked in, but the moment the door closed, there was a slight throbbing in his heart, the kind of uneasiness that came from the heart and made the whole body cold.

At this moment, the fan-shaped eyelashes trembled and covered the boy's dim eyes.He looked at the closed metal door in front of him, and quickly looked around the elevator where he was the only one. There was nothing unusual about it.

He pursed his lips tightly. In his previous life, he relied on this premonition before the danger came to escape wave after wave of hunts and assassinations.

His eyes became thicker and darker. The boy immediately pressed the door open button, but found that the number keys seemed to be petrified, and he couldn't press them at all.

At this moment, the elevator was shaking slightly, like a small animal struggling hard to get rid of its shackles. The weak and slight shaking was magnified countless times under the boy's highly concentrated spirit.

It was actually going up, and without him pressing a single floor number, the elevator was going up in an unreasonable way beyond the scope of science.

His eyes were filled with a smoldering light, that kind of madness undercurrent of extreme rationality and calmness.

Clenching his fingers tightly, the pinched phalanx revealed a white gap. He silently watched the screen on the right side of the elevator continuously displaying the rising floors. He glanced vaguely at the hidden surveillance camera above his head from the corner of his eye. And the arc of devouring blood.

The numbers changed rapidly, and finally came to the highest floor of the building: the 18th floor.

Unexpectedly, the floor is still rising, looking at the 19, 20, 21...

Liang Nuoyi narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the impossible floor number, gritted his teeth, his usual handsome face looked so distorted and ferocious at this moment, like a prehistoric beast roaring out of the seal, looking up to the sky roar.

Timely restraining the majestic dark factor containing infinite negativity and darkness, the boy's gaze refocused on the transistor screen, and the bright red number on it reminded him that he had passed the 32nd floor.

He quickly pressed the satellite communicator in his ear, but found that no matter what channel he tuned to, it was a busy tone.

The blue button pinned to the collar did not respond, and the phone showed that it was out of service area.

It actually imprisoned the entire building, turning its magnetic field into a chaotic nothingness.This method, this method......

When the impossible becomes possible, then the only truth is the least likely.

In this imprisoned elevator that is equivalent to a dark room, he is rising to an illusory height, and his mood is almost uncontrollable. He closes his eyes to cover the flickering dark light inside.

In his previous life, he was covered in blood and crimes, and he had long been numb to fear anything. In this life, he wanted to see what it was that dared to attack him.

Looking at the ever-increasing numbers, Liang Nuoyi quickly raised his leg and held the small Jk pistol tied to his calf tightly in his palm. At the same time, he stood in the middle of the elevator, looking around vigilantly.

23:[-].

Finally, under the boy's wholehearted vigilance, the number stopped at the 99th floor, and there was a slight vibration of pause in this narrow space.

Liang Nuo stared at the slowly opening elevator door with guns in his hands, but he was so shocked.