The black fan of death has become popular [Rebirth]

The author has something to say: This chapter is basically all the plot in the movie, if you don’t like it, you can skip it~

Doesn't affect the story behind it.

Although I am very cool to write (X

Wan Xuming originally wanted to add Yu Xiaoyan's studio to Bai Yuqi's certification, and asked the studio to make an announcement, but Yu Xiaoyan himself blocked it.

He didn't want his little wife to be bound by too many things.

Even if the industry he works in is a mixed bag, he still wants to do his best to open up a pure land for him.

The film is gradually coming to an end.

After Huo Zhu was stabbed by Mei Lan, he didn't make a big show and clamored for someone all over the world without saying anything.

Just pretend you haven't seen him.

Mei Lan also disappeared for a while, hiding in the Ximeng headquarters and not going out.Every day in the dormitory, I drank myself until I was drunk, slept in a pile of wine bottles, woke up and vomited, and continued to sleep.

With wine for breakfast, black and white are reversed, and there is no distinction between true and false.

One day, a group of men in black clothes showed up at his house together and took him out of the wine bottle.

Mei Lan was awake lying on the experimental bed.

Surrounded by people in experimental protective clothing holding needles and instruments, before he could ask what he was going to do, a needle went in, and he fell into the dark abyss again.

Huo Zhu and his party went through several weeks of hardships and obstacles, and finally found the blood-clearing gene they wanted in the Great Britain Mountain.

A group of people standing at the highest point of Dayan Mountain supported each other against the cold wind, watching the sun break through the darkness and bring hope.

They had hope in their hearts, but they didn't know that an assassination operation had been ignited, and the last evening bell rang while breathing.

Mei Lan was awakened by someone, she opened her eyes, the cold white light was sharp and glaring, and the room she was in was also so white that it was cold.

The sun shone on his body but he couldn't feel any warmth. The beating heart was lost and broken as early as the moment the two walked away from each other.

"Just wake up, I need you to do something." The leader of Ximeng was wearing a slim suit, his right trouser leg was hanging empty, and he was holding the end of a cane in his hand. He stood in front of the window and gave orders to Mei Lan.

"Yes." Mei Lan nodded and accepted the order.

In Ximeng, there is no need to talk about feelings, only execution.

There is no so-called fetters, they are just fellow travelers doing their own thing.

Mei Lan left, turned her back to the leader and slowly turned around. A movable wall was pushed away from the inside, and two burly men walked out.

"Stare." One side of the leader's eyes is cloudy, but the other side is clear and bright, and the two eyes together are extremely strange.

The leader's turbid eye showed a fierce gaze, his mottled right hand rubbed against the crutch, and his throat trembled slightly: "If you don't obey, we will deal with it."

The obedient person is a pawn, and the disobedient is a bomb.

The men on both sides responded in unison: "Yes."

……

When Mei Lan returned to the residence, the wine bottles were thrown away, the floor was polished, and he took off his clothes all the way.

He went to the bathroom and took a refreshing cold shower. This habit was formed by imitating Huo Zhu's ass when he was a child.

The body between a boy and a mature man is very good-looking, and Mei Lan found two more pinholes an inch below the collarbone after washing halfway.

Mei Lan looked down for a long while, and covered her collarbone with one hand, looking at her charming face in the mirror that had returned to its original appearance, the corners of her lips slightly curled up.

The person in the mirror was shockingly beautiful, and the killing intent in his eyes added a bit of blood to him.

His life must be held in his own hands.

Mei Lan has always performed tasks after sunset, and this time is no exception.Before setting off at night, I touched the necklace and lost it.

He walked briskly for two seconds and wanted to give up, come back and look for it again.

But in the end he was defeated by his habit, and hurried back to find the necklace.

Passing by an inconspicuous black room, there was a low rustling sound coming from inside.

Mei Lan didn't want to eavesdrop, but the voice raised her voice when he was passing by: "You know what happened back then, how did you catch that fox and let me review it for you again? It's just a stopgap measure right now. , when the bamboo is pulled out..."

Mei Lan wanted to listen again, but approaching footsteps came from around the corner.

He had no choice but to hide behind the pillar sideways, and listen after the people left, but there was no sound inside.

……

At three o'clock in the morning, a red light suddenly fell behind the ASEAN core stronghold.

"Bang." After a loud noise, the horn of war sounded, and the opera of death kicked off.

The core of the Western League is split in all directions, surrounding the stronghold and setting fire everywhere.

Mei Lan put on a mask and put on a hood, and walked around the flames with an elastic cord in her hand.

He didn't bother to make a move for the others, and his eyes were desperately searching for that figure.

"Om————" The swords met, and the two met again.

Huo Zhu's calm eyes were finally filled with anger, his feet were windy, his hands were calm, and his moves were fierce.

Needless to say, even after turning into ashes, they now recognize each other.

"Mei Lan, why?" Huo Zhu endured and endured, pressed again and again, but finally couldn't meet his own desire/desire.

Mei Lan snorted coldly, what is this person asking now?

why?

There is no why.

Huo Zhu's anger gradually receded, and his intention to kill was gone, but Mei Lan made every move to kill.

"Xiaolan, I've been looking for you for five years." Huo Zhu still didn't understand that the old bamboo horses turned against each other.

"Shut up." Mei Lan swung the rope over to slap his mouth.

What's the matter now.

"Xiaolan, how could Huo Zhu be sorry for you? Tell me!" Huo Zhu dodged and fell to the ground and rolled to avoid the rope.

Mei Lan sneered, why am I sorry?

In the past, he also thought that sincerity could be exchanged for sincerity, and he also thought that he could follow in his footsteps in this life.

But where was he when he was thrown into the dry well to dance with poisonous snakes?Where was he when he kowtowed and knelt down to beg for help, and cried when he bumped into the shattered jade pendant?

It is God's will when the family is broken and the family is destroyed, and fate is also when the appearance is destroyed.

It's okay to cut off this evil relationship.

Huo Zhu refused to make the ultimate move, Mei Lan's poisoned heart was as hard as a rock, and he was bound to tear off this person's hypocritical face today.

"Xiaolan..."

Mei Lan's eyes flickered, and there was a metallic sound in his head. He was temporarily deaf and couldn't hear the sounds around him, and couldn't tell what this person said.

"Do it, Mei Lan, kill him quickly!!!" In a corner not far away, the leader was thumping the ground with his cane, and the fake eyeballs almost fell off.

The buzzing voice in Mei Lan's mind was still there, and all kinds of past flashed before his eyes.

Suspicions abounded in the broken fragments, and he couldn't find a clue and sort out the context.

Mei Lan, who was blinded by hatred, was like the moon in the clouds, buried in the dark clouds but unable to see the moon, unable to see the weirdness and coincidences.

Mei Lan was so angry that she forced out a mouthful of blood from her deep throat: "Huo Zhu, I just want to ask you a word."

"Six years ago, on the day of the full moon in August, where were you?"

"Xishan Village." Huo Zhu said as he took out a small knife from his chest, the knife was no bigger than his palm.

He went to Xishan Village to look for this knife for him that day, but he disappeared when he came back.

Mei Lan lowered the rope in her hand, suddenly a sharp pain hit from his collarbone, and instantly spread all over his body.

His soles softened and he almost knelt down.

"Xiao Lan..." Huo Zhu just wanted to get closer, but Mei Lan gritted her teeth and raised her gun to prevent him from approaching.

"113.89, 53.28." Mei Lan turned around and left after speaking.

Before Huo Zhu realized it, there was no trace of this person in front of him.

……

"Are you sure?" Mei Lan asked while holding someone by the collar.

The man was covered in blood, half of his legs were blown away, revealing the blue-gray alloy bones, he laughed when he heard Mei Lan's questioning, and showed a blood-red mouth: "Laozi...you are dying, and you are lying...how can you lie to me?" ?”

"Boom." Mei Lan put down the broken body in her hands, and walked back as if she had lost her soul.

If this was a chess game, he would have strayed into the enemy's camp long ago, and was manipulated by others to cut his flesh with a knife.

"Ah—" Mei Lan knelt on the ground, looked up at the moon, and roared angrily.

Then the man laughed like crazy, and his chest trembled all over his body.

He's been a joke all his life.

Huo Zhu was right, he didn't feel sorry for him.

The severe pain hit again, Mei Lan gripped the rope tightly, and touched the knife given by Huo Zhu from her pocket.

He took a look, and, relying on his identity as the ghost-faced fox, he disappeared again in the night.

Mei Lan jumped into the sewer alone, traveled westward, and accurately touched the core of ASEAN's protective layer. Without any protection, she went to the basement where the radiation intensity exploded.

He knew very well what Ximeng was going to do.

Mei Lan unscrewed the valve, and the half-meter-thick pipe gushed out huge waves instantly.

He was choked twice, and managed to swim out.

"What are you going to do? Get out of the way!"

Cracks appeared on Mei Lan's face, and he guarded the trestle bridge like a wall, preventing the group from leading the group to cross the river smoothly.

"You don't want to toast and eat fine wine!" The leader angrily smashed the crutch on the ground, squinted his eyes and moved his thumb to the button in front of the crutch.

"Do you want this?"

Mei Lan stabbed her collarbone with a knife.

The pain of gouging made his whole body twitch, and his flirtatious face also twisted a little.

Although the chip inside was destroyed, it was too late to dismantle the wires that had already been embedded in his body.

The leader laughed, laughing at Mei Lan's stupidity as always.

"Isn't it cool to kill yourself? Hahahaha..."

Mei Lan also laughed. Compared to this, modifying the internal bomb/bomb is more enjoyable.

There was a beep-dip-like countdown sound echoing in his ears, and he turned and left.

The leader didn't stop him. It's good for a dying person not to die before his eyes.

Panting for breath, he walked in the direction of ASEAN. As he walked, his legs gave way, and he fell to the ground with several unrecognizable corpses beside him.

ten.

Nine.

Eight.

Mei Lan counted silently in her heart, trying to hold on to her blurry eyes, trying to see the moon behind the dark clouds clearly.

He is so tired.

I really want to go back to the day when he and Huo Zhu first met 20 years ago.

three.

Huo Zhu's nervous face seemed to appear in front of Mei Lan's eyes, her slightly opened mouth seemed to be scolding herself...

two.

"Bang—" When the east was white, there was a sudden loud noise from the west.

The fluctuations were strong, and there was no grass growing in a radius of tens of meters.

Goodbye, Huo Zhu.

Mei Lan looked at the rising sun and smiled slightly.

……

"Boss! Boss!" A young man beside Huo Zhu ran over with a handful of dark things in his hands.

"Is this what you're looking for?" The young man spread out the things in his hands.

Huo Zhu took the thing, and cleaned it bit by bit with his hands, revealing the original appearance of the long strip.

"It turned out to be a small knife." The young man scratched his head and sighed.

Huo Zhu nodded.

"It's an old thing from an old friend."