The black fan of death has become popular [Rebirth]

Qu Yuchen took a day off and started filming the next day.Yu Xiaoyan quietly asked Wang Xing to come over with some painkillers, discussing to shoot scenes with less action first.

Ever since Bai Yuqi knew that this man was injured, he had been able to stay as far away as possible. Wang Xing and Yueyue were sandwiched between meals, and even Cheng Zisheng and Fu Lan were there.

Yu Xiaoyan didn't sleep well for several nights, and Bai Yuqi ruthlessly ignored his haggard face, knowing that he approached him countless times to ask for his son back, but he refused!

It doesn't matter what kind of tricks you play or tricks, Bai Yuqi is determined not to give it.

The entire crew knew that the two were in a cold war, but no one had the guts to gossip about the reason.

In the south, the temperature in September is still not cold. Bai Yuqi changed into thin clothes and walked to the set alone, silently picked up the script and found a corner to recite his lines.

Yu Xiaoyan also changed his clothes and came out. Wu Yang Wu Yang of the crew were all human beings. It was as if his little wife had installed a locator on him. No matter where he was, he could immediately find the one that would shine.

Bo Yuqi had the words "Don't bother me" on his forehead, so he naturally didn't dare to go there, he didn't know when his little wife's anger would subside, and he didn't know what else he could do to coax her.

"Mr. Yu, Wang Xing put a recliner for you over there. Would you like to sit on it?" Yue Yue pointed to the recliner not far to the right of Bai Yuqi. line of sight.

Yu Xiaoyan shook his head, before he had to sit down, his little wife dared to run away, so why bother him.

Yueyue held down her stomach full of questions, but didn't dare to ask them out. The two had a temper tantrum, and they didn't dare to get into trouble at this time.

Qu Yuchen came over and asked, "Are you okay?"

Yu Xiaoyan nodded: "Small injury, don't worry."

Qu Yuchen snorted and gave him a look, you just hold on.

Chang Ji jumped out to play the board, Qu Yuchen put on his glasses and stared at the camera, and the camera focused on Yu Xiaoyan.

In the last scene, Mei Lan was photographed slipping away, and Huo Zhu's team escaped desperately. They were more familiar with the terrain than the people in Ximeng, so they escaped naturally.

The West League lost the opportunity and had to return in defeat, waiting for the next time.

The two sides of the self-supporting camp did not end well in this battle. They each lay down on the site to recharge their batteries and lived in peace for a while.

During this period, Mei Lan figured out the defensive laws of the Western League, and went out to work alone every night.

On the ASEAN side, Huo Zhu asked the team to conduct a systematic analysis of the mutated piranha gene that was picked up last time.

The team that rested for a while began to expand around again, recruiting a lot of scattered manpower along the way, and the team continued to grow.

But compared with the established Ximeng, their halfway monks are obviously not enough.

Knowing that Huo Zhu's team had done many biological experiments, Mei Lan sneaked into the experimental base on a dark and windy night and added something else to the liquid in the container.

When he left, he saw two tubes of antidote, and he was completely ruined.

Mei Lan looked at the fragments on the ground, and a trace of pain quickly passed in her eyes.

When he put on his mask, the hatred in his heart took over again: "Save people?"

"Ha ha……"

Mei Lan chuckled lightly and flung out the rope, carrying a small sniper gun on her back and jumped towards the window.

The subordinates reported that this person acted cunningly, came and went without a trace, left no useful clues, and could not find out who did it for the time being.

After Huo Zhu heard the news, he was so angry that he didn't fall asleep all night.

Unable to catch anyone, Huo Zhu had no choice but to hold back, stepped up his defense, and found a chance to destroy a laboratory in Ximeng with tit for tat.

Mei Lan stood on the top of the towering pointed defense tower. The temperature in the high place was extremely cold. The cool wind blew his hair around his temples, and even his nose was dyed pink.

He watched the ruined laboratory with cold eyes. He didn't have the same regret that other people in Ximeng had for the laboratory, and he didn't care at all that he should put on an appearance of fighting against the enemy now.

Once the seeds of hatred are buried in the heart, a layer of veil will be covered in front of the eyes, sealing the seven emotions and six desires.

Mei Lan stepped on the bones of countless people, dripping the river of blood formed by his cramps and peeled skin, and cut off the way back step by step, completely reduced to a beheading machine.

The poking eyeballs on the face seemed to be programmed, they would only search for Huo Zhu's upward head, waiting for an opportunity to shoot/explode/head.

Mei Lan never sees people during the day, and always goes out to work late at night. He is like a cold-blooded animal climbing in a cave at night, with a dangerous light shining under the black cloak with large embroidered patterns.

Harvest the good and the evil, and wander through the hells of the human world.

Huo Zhu and Mei Lan fought against each other countless times, but unfortunately Huo Zhu only heard the name of "Ghost-faced Fox" but never saw him.

Until May [-]th, which was Mei Lan's birthday, Huo Zhu got up early to go to work, and his breakfast was a bowl of longevity noodles made by himself.

It was also on this day that he seized this resource with the Western League in an oasis, and the two sides fought again. As the sun went down in the evening, he and the rumored "ghost-faced fox" finally had a chance to fight face-to-face.

At first, Huo Zhu didn't know who this mysterious man with a big black hood and a small section of mask protruding from his chin was, and he didn't intend to get too entangled with him.

However, no matter where he went, he couldn't get rid of the black plaster behind him.

While fighting, Huo Zhu entered a building area made of mounds on the edge of the oasis, and gradually left the place where the fighting flames were most concentrated.

The opponent intentionally split the battlefield and forced Huo Zhu into the area.

After Mei Lan entered the construction area, she turned around and threw a bomb/bomb over it, piled up into a small hill, and the doorway was attacked as if a hole was dug out of it.

boom--

The entire doorway collapsed with a bang, the falling clods splashed on the ground, the falling of the huge object caused the ground to shake, a burst of dust filled with yellow sand stirred up the autumn wind, and the entire building area was covered with a yellow mosaic-like cover.

Huo Zhu was alone in the construction area, rushing left and right, the aftermath of the ground spread to his feet, his body was unstable, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Dou Da's cold sweat soaked his underwear, revealing the man's perfect muscles comparable to David.

Huo Zhu propped his elbows on the wall for stability, his feet did not move, waiting for the aftermath to rush forward like a torrent.

The sweat on his face was stained with sand and dust, and his soul-stirringly cool face was completely reduced to a painted face made of clay.

A storm came, and under the dusty yellow sky, Mei Lan swung a rope and jumped up and down to search around, not in a hurry to find anyone.

The entrance and exit were destroyed, and all that was left was to play a game of cat and mouse with him.

There was a faint light shining in a building ruin, Mei Lan Dingqing glanced at it twice, and slid over with a rope like walking a tightrope in the air.

Mei Lan stood among the ruins on the surface, squinted to identify the direction, squatted down and pulled out the hole about the width of the three people's arms, stretched out the hand holding the knife and slashed at the other wrist.

A drop of dark red blood fell on the mouth of the ruins, and then two or three drops... Countless drops of blood merged into one stream and flowed into the pit.

The surroundings were quiet, and there was a slight rustling sound from the surface not far away, and something smelled and felt from the ground.

After Mei Lan counted to three in her heart, she threw out the rope with her right hand, kicked and jumped when the pit was about to be destroyed, and swung the rope towards the expected place.

"Pfft——" The hole that was originally pulled was pushed up twice by something from the small to the top. The third time, two large and wide pliers were inserted/out of the soil, and a circle of soil around the edge was brought down.

The thing whirled around in place, leaning against a steep mountain wall, Mei Lan watched it coldly, and climbed up with a rope.

Huo Zhu turned left and right almost dizzy, there was a slight sound of footsteps in front of him, the hooded man with a black cloak on his shoulder looked back at him, and ran forward quickly.

Knowing that it was a trick, Huo Zhu didn't care too much, he swung his arms and raised his buttocks to chase him with all his strength.

As the night darkened, the two of them chased and ran for an unknown amount of time, Mei Lan slowed down, and when the steps behind her were getting closer, her eyes flickered and she threw the rope and disappeared.

Huo Zhu chased halfway, but he couldn't hear the sound of footsteps and slowed down. He sniffed the breeze in front of him, as if there was a slight sound being carried by the wind to his ears.

With his right hand back behind his waist, he turned around and threw out the hem of his coat. In an instant, Huo Zhu was holding a knife in his hand, and the blade between his fingers glowed coldly.

A gust of evil wind blew up again, Huo Zhu lowered his head to avoid the wind, his lowered eyes didn't see a figure jumping in front of him.

When the wind stopped, Huo Zhu opened his eyes and looked up, a dart pierced through the air and came directly to his forehead.

"Ding——" Huo Zhu raised his arm and the back of his saber to block it, flung out the dart, then leaned back on the ground with one hand, and took two steps back.

"Puff puff——" Three more darts embedded in the ground where he was just standing.

Hanging on the rope, Mei Lan Heiying kicked across the air and rolled around on the ground.

Huo Zhu raised his head and looked at him fixedly, as if he wanted to peel off the layers of cloth wrapped around this man and see his true face.

Huo Zhu struck with his claws, Mei Lan was caught off guard and leaned back to dodge, stomped her feet vigorously, regained consciousness and drew the knife from behind.

The knives in the hands of the two were long and short, and their eyes were extremely fierce. Tonight you will live or die.

Mei Lan moved out first, while Huo Zhu took the defensive as the offensive.

Fighting hundreds of moves within a few seconds, Huo Zhu became more and more suspicious from the bottom of his heart, why did this person's moves look so familiar?

The moment she was distracted, Mei Lan turned into a whip with a short rope in her left hand, and threw it on her back with hatred.

Huo Zhu was whipped on his chest, and the burning pain went straight to his nerves. He stared at the black shadow that disappeared before his eyes.

The person under the hood is clearly...

Mei Lan blinded her eyes with hatred, stood behind him and raised her saber, slashing at her back...

"Om—" The blade slashed towards the back of the blade.

Mei Lan rolled her eyes, and before she drew her knife, she was kicked violently in the chest.

"Pfft—" Mei Lan's clothes were torn as she rolled on the ground, and under the moonlight, a double-hook arc-shaped tattoo appeared on her pale arm.

Huo Zhu froze in place, loosened his palms, and plunged the knife into the soil.

Mei Lan panted and got up from the ground, looked at the tattoo in the hole and sneered, took off the obstructive hood on her head and stood in front of him.

"You..." Huo Zhu had so much feeling in his heart that he choked his breath and couldn't even speak clearly.

"You're not dead?"

Mei Lan's eyes were full of surprise when she heard this.

"You are……"

Huo Zhu took two steps towards him, he didn't expect Mei Lan to be alive, he didn't expect to see him again.

Seeing him coming, Mei Lan hid her hand hanging by her side without a trace.

"You don't know me anymore?" The joy in Huo Zhu's chest was poured with cold water.

The astonishment in Mei Lan's eyes was replaced by hatred and confusion in an instant, and finally fell back to the innocence he faced Huo Zhu's brother in the past.

He walked forward with that trace of innocence, and stopped in front of Huo Zhu.

"It's...brother." Mei Lan walked up to him, finished speaking to him, and pulled out the knife that had been inserted into Huo Zhu's abdomen.

Hearing the sound of "plop" hitting the ground behind him, he walked straight forward, and the cool wind blew the corner of his cloak.

Mei Lan didn't look back.

……

"Crack!" Director Qu yelled to stop, the paragraph ended.

Borrowing the light from the shed, Bai Yuqi tremblingly lifted up the right hand that had just held the knife, blood stains suddenly appeared.

The author has something to say: Divorce Diary No.40 of a certain Bai:

I killed (bushi