Close the door, let the devil out

This is racism! "

"Oh, so what? Don't talk nonsense with him, chop him up."

The iron rod glowing with cold metal was raised high, exuding a cruel aura under the dim and uninhabited light.

The black-haired man probably knew that he would not be able to hide today, so he squeezed out his courage when he was pushed to the extreme, and slammed the bag in his hand at one of them, taking advantage of the short-term confusion and running away.

Parian was puzzled that he could understand those words, but the strange pronunciation was not like what Qin Mu would say occasionally.

After all, the black-haired man was just an ordinary office worker. He was not tall, and his physical strength couldn't compare with these four tall, muscular European men with tattoos on their backs. He was quickly overtaken.

Seeing the iron bar with the whistling sound of the wind fall head-on, the desperate man suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, and a figure stood in front of him.

Slowly raising his head, he only saw a white figure behind the light, and a head of too smooth long hair, the side under the halo was hazy and dark, and a white and beautiful hand without any blemishes. The man found himself unexpectedly There is also the mood to appreciate.

One end of the iron rod was gently held by the hand that suddenly appeared in this way. It was white and free of calluses, and the index finger and middle finger could even see the lines clearly. However, these two beautiful fingers made the iron rod that the strong man swung with all his might remain motionless. .

"You... who are you?"

Looking up, there was a face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile. The face made people forget everything in an instant.

The author has something to say: I went out for dinner with my friends today, it was a lot late, and I almost couldn’t make daily updates, haha!

When Pariansi finds out where he is staying and where Qin Mu is, they can meet each other thousands of miles away!

where is this

It seemed that Qin Mu really didn't intend to get entangled with the women anymore. He squatted in a corner silently, holding a pendant in his hand and didn't know what he was thinking. Like Liu Xiahui, Shen Xin was ashamed.

What was the stimulus?

Shen Xin was very curious and wanted to find out, but tonight's birthday, all pig and dog friends came to toast and warm up, so he couldn't be free.

Unlike Shen Xin, who talks about brotherly loyalty and acts differently, the eldest son of the Qin family has always been very casual. He can do whatever he wants when he is in a good mood, and even take the lead in doing weird things. Don't mess with him, if you say turn your back on him, turn your back on it, there's no discussion.

Moreover, among the second-generation officials and second-generation rich people surrounding Shen Xin and Qin Mu, there are more reckless ones, and less smart and meticulous ones, so Qin Mu, who thinks he is very smart, still looks down on these princelings in some aspects.

But now it's not because of Qin Mu's arrogance, it's just because of...

Qin Shaozheng stared at the sickle in his hand and thought, "Hey, tell me clearly, where is the big devil king, don't throw such a big forbidden curse on this young master, and there will be nothing left. Do you know that the sequelae are very serious?"

"Come out, come out, tell me clearly..."

What kind of party, what kind of brotherhood, what kind of friendship, in front of his own man, everything becomes unimportant, even if it is necessary for him to interfere with his brother, he is willing.

Unfortunately, however, the sickle has not changed at all.

At this time, a person came to sit next to him. According to the sound, it was a woman. Qin Mu was on fire, and immediately said impatiently, "Stay away from me, I'm not interested in you."

The woman seemed to be taken aback for a moment. She thought she would leave in a disheartened manner, but instead she laughed, "Others say that Young Master Qin is very gentle with girls, so it's a lie?"

The voice was a little familiar, and the voice was nice. Qin Mu turned his head, and it turned out to be Shen Xin's distant cousin, so he immediately turned back and ignored it.

Jin Minmin was not annoyed at all, she held her chin and said, "Hey, Young Master Qin, the bag on my distant cousin's forehead didn't come from fighting with someone, did he?"

Qin Mu didn't speak, and continued to communicate with the sickle.

Jin Minmin said: "My distant cousin is very good at driving, but there have been several accidents in the past few days. Although they are not serious every time, they will always come back with some injuries."

Qin Mu paused holding the sickle, then slowly turned his head to look into Jin Minmin's eyes and smiled, and said faintly, "What do you want to explain?"

Jin Minmin glanced at the sickle in Qin Mu's hand, then approached Qin Mu mysteriously, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master Qin, do you believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world?"

Believe it?

Can you not believe it?

It's just that Qin Mu didn't say it clearly, but borrowed a badly ambiguous expression, "If you believe it, you believe it, if you don't believe it, you don't believe it."

"Really?" Jin Minmin looked at Qin Mu meaningfully, and suddenly reached out and took the sickle from Qin Mu's hand, and put it in his hand to play with.

Qin Mu's heart trembled, the girl's technique just now was quite fast, even though Qin Mu put it away quickly, she was still pulled over in the blink of an eye.

"Give it back to me."

Although he knew that this girl was not an ordinary person, but being taken away without consent, Qin Mu's heart quickly grew angry, narrowed his eyes and looked at Jin Minmin dangerously, and warned in a low voice.

The girl didn't seem to be afraid of him at all, she kept her eyes wide open and spun the sickle to observe carefully, until the low air pressure around her became more and more oppressive, then she slowly handed it over.

Qin Mu dragged her back, quickly hung her neck and hid it in her collar, and gave her a cold look, "This is not an example."

That look was no longer a warning, but a real murderous intent hidden.

Jin Minmin looked into Qin Mu's eyes in astonishment. Although the murderous intent flashed past, just now it was indeed... It's strange, growing up in an Anle family, how could there be such a terrifying aura in the pride of life.

Maybe... Jin Minmin pursed her lips and looked at Qin Mu's neck, the sickle under the snow-white shirt.

It can't be wrong, the breath above is icy cold, as if her heart would be terrified if she took a moment longer, she felt that the shadows and evil thoughts buried deep in her heart were aroused, as if she was desperately about to suffocate.

"Isn't it uncomfortable to wear that thing?" She asked unwillingly.

Qin Mu didn't like this girl at all now, so he just sneered and stood up, ready to say hello to Shen Xin and went back.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the door of the box was knocked open by a strong force. The noisy sound in the box fell silent for a moment, and all eyes turned to the door.

……

On one side is the bustling and noisy commercial street in London, with bright lights and loud voices. On the other hand, there is a cornering street where tall buildings immediately isolate this bustling street. Under the trance lights, there are only six slanted shadows.

The black-haired man sat slumped on the ground with his hands supported, staring blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared, his mind blank.

"who are you?"

The blond tattooed man stared at Parian in disbelief, and easily caught the iron rod he swung vigorously with only two fingers. Is this still a human?

Parrians slightly raised his eyes to look at him, stared at his lips and frowned slightly.

This is not the language of my own baby, it seems far from it.

Seeing that the stunning man who seemed to come out of the painting didn't finish speaking, and seemed to be thinking about his own thoughts, taking advantage of this opportunity, three other tall and strong Englishmen moved lightly, holding iron bars, and one of them took out A dagger slowly approached him from behind.

"You—you be careful!"

Suddenly there was a warning, and the three of them panicked. They rushed towards Pariansi without hesitation. The little bastard was already proficient at playing this game. The strength of breastfeeding is bound to kill Paliansi at once.

only……

"Bang, bang, bang!"

There were three consecutive muffled sounds, and the black-haired man sitting slumped on the ground couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, unable to bear to look at the three sandbags of human flesh piled up in front of him.

"boom!"

When the last sandbag of human flesh was piled up, Paliansi leisurely straightened his long flowing hair, and walked over with a leisurely walk, his face was still clear and cold, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

Looking at these four people again, they were still breathing when they were alive, lying on the ground and howling constantly, their faces were bruised and swollen, and their faces had more than doubled in size, and they could no longer see their original appearance.

The black-haired man swallowed his saliva, his body trembled slightly, and he felt great fear in his heart towards Parian who was slowly walking over. Although these four people were not dead, it was clear from the twisted appearance of their limbs that these people were not dead at all. It is more painful than death.

Killing people is just a snap of the fingers, but it is too cruel to cripple a person's limbs without blinking an eye.

The panic in the man's eyes showed no interest in Parrians. He lowered his eyes and stared indifferently at the man whose hands and feet were trembling with fright, and said, "Answer me three questions."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The man's head was pounded like garlic.

"where is this place?"

"Lon, London..."

Parians rummaged through his long memory, but without this word, his brows frowned slightly and his eyes turned cold.

The man didn't think about why Shura in front of him would ask such a strange question, but he flinched immediately on conditioned reflex, and answered more carefully in a trembling voice: "England...London...Ox, Oxford Street..."

U.K……

Parrians had heard a similar description in a trance, "Hey, in fact, the human beings here are more similar to the Europeans on our earth, like Britain, France, Germany... They are taller and stronger, but we Chinese , is close to the devil, black hair and black eyes, just a little shorter, ahem, what, concentration is the essence!"

China……

"You are chinese?"

With a slightly raised tone, Parianth was taken aback when he saw the man, and his heart followed suit.