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"What nonsense are you thinking about, little brat?" Duan Huichuan angrily slapped his younger brother on the forehead, "Go upstairs and sleep."

Xu Chen bit his lip and looked at him resentfully, twitched his nostrils, and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't want a birthday present, but don't sacrifice your appearance..."

"...Go back to your room! Immediately! Immediately! Read more books when you have time, and watch less bloody TV series!"

"Oh."

After finally sending the kid to rest, Duan Huichuan sighed as he looked at the cold food on the table, and put it in the microwave to heat it up to simply deal with the stomach that kept protesting.

This thunderstorm night has not yet passed, and on the other side of the city, heavy rain poured down from the holed sky, hitting the churning river densely.Dark clouds cover the moon, and the Jiangjing Tower standing on the bank silently endures the wind and rain in the dark sky. Occasionally, flashes of lightning outline black shadows in the snow light.

In this city where every inch of land is expensive, such a downtown area with a wide view and a direct view of the river is by no means something that anyone who has money can definitely buy.

The slanting wind and rain whizzed and slapped on the French windows on the top floor. There were no lights in the room, and it was dark and quiet as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

Suddenly, the door creaked and slowly opened a crack, but there was clearly no one standing outside the door, only a gust of wind rushed in, blowing the gap even wider.

The gust of wind finally turned into a black suit, and he staggered into the room while leaning on the wall. His hand touched the switch, he seemed to hesitate, but he didn't press it. He was still groping in the dark light, and finally fell on the sofa in the living room. superior.

The rain mixed with blood dripped from the clothes, staining the expensive leather goods and carpets. The man didn't realize it and just lay there motionless. The broken goggles had already rolled to the ground, revealing a drained semen Qishen's withered face, if not for his chest still rising and falling, would look like a dried corpse.

After lying down for an unknown amount of time, the man in black reluctantly stood up and poured himself a glass of water with trembling hands. His dry and molted lips greedily absorbed the water. It was the last struggle before he completely lost his vitality.

"Heh, heh heh...you want to catch me...don't dream..." the man mumbled incoherent words intermittently, "I'm going to kill him! Damn bug, how dare you hurt me...it's a good thing to hurt me cough cough……"

The man took out a box from the cabinet, which contained nothing but a test tube. The sealed test tube contained half a tube of transparent liquid of unknown origin. He twitched the corner of his eye with some pain, and finally pulled out the stopper Pour it all into your mouth.A warm current melted down the throat to the whole body, quickly repairing the body severely injured by the Xinglei seal.

In terms of destructive power, the bursting thunder has an unshakable position among the countless spells in the continents and worlds. The Xinglei Seal, which can be called the best in the thunder magic powers, is not something easy to get along with. Tonight's One blow almost exploded most of his meridians, and his viscera were almost smashed to pieces. If it wasn't for the strong wind to protect him, he would have been blown to ashes on the spot.

"That guy, where did he come from..." After using the last of the Rejuvenation Dew, the man in black pulled up a little bit of strength amidst the itching and pain all over his body. The loss tonight was really too great. It was too much for him to bear.Not to mention not being able to complete the task, he was able to get away only by losing his life-saving cards. If it weren't for the special wind element, he wouldn't even be able to go home to heal his injuries, and he would die on the way.

"I didn't kill me this time. When I recover, I will kill you to repay the shame of today!" The man's eyes were ferocious, his chest heaved violently, and he had already conceived several ways of revenge in his mind, as if today's failure was nothing but It was an unforeseen accident.

"Who are you going to kill?"

A deep and indifferent voice suddenly sounded in the silent night. The man was shocked and turned his head in disbelief. The dark red grandfather clock in the corner coincided with the 12 o'clock mark at this moment. That was the sound that struck his heart. Death knell, a prelude to imminent death.

The violent wind and rain outside the window left him at this moment. In the dimness and silence of the room, a bright electric light suddenly appeared, illuminating the disastrous profile of the man in black. He raised his hand tremblingly. One hand, pointing to the tall and thin figure that slowly came out of the darkness, like a ghost returning to the human world from hell.

When he saw the iconic slender whip in the opponent's hand, the burning fire of revenge in the eyes of the man in black was extinguished at once, and the remaining ferocity on his face and the fear of being overwhelmed twisted together: "Practice... whip people..."

"Follow me to see Master Wu Zun." The whipman said coldly.

Hearing the word Wu Zun, the man in black was immediately stripped of all luck and thoughts of resistance, lost all his strength and fell to the ground numbly, and was dragged numbly to the study by a whipman.

The decoration and arrangement of this study are as high-profile and luxurious as his master's taste. Chinese-style purple nanmu desks, European-style court chandeliers, Italian handmade custom leather goods, bright red and purple tasseled curtains and camel hair carpets are piled up dazzlingly in the room. The aesthetic feeling and style can be described as aesthetics, which all show the connotation that its owner does not match the financial resources.

On the high-backed leather chair behind the desk, a young man sat leisurely, with a slender figure wrapped in a black suit, and was flipping through a book in his hand.The sound of the whipman throwing the person to the ground did not make him raise his eyes, and he was still reading the book in his hand intently.

In such despairing silence that was almost suffocating, the man in black crawled tremblingly at his feet, with his head buried deeply, not daring to take a breath, only a pair of polished black leather shoes in his eyes, and Occasionally the sound of pages turning could be heard.

"Master Wu Zun, Funo blatantly used witch power on ordinary people in public, seriously injuring several people, causing the organization's secrets to be exposed to the public, causing the secret attention and investigation of many forces, and even attracting government agencies. Interfering in it seriously violated the iron law and order of the organization, how should Funo deal with it? Please show me, my lord."

The whipman lowered his head respectfully towards the man in the chair, and stated Funo's crimes one by one with a blank face. Funo, who was lying on the ground, was captured by great fear, and he couldn't help raising his head, wanting to pray to the man Give a little mercy and forgive yourself for your foolish mistakes.

Funo saw two hazy faces, and there seemed to be a strange aura that distorted his vision. He seemed to be able to see their faces clearly, but when he looked closely, he couldn't see anything clearly, and couldn't remember anything. But he knew that this was Wu Zun and the Whipman, the powerful and unpredictable leader who founded the "Beyond Shore" organization, and his most loyal watchdog.

Wu Zun closed the book and put it on his folded knees. Funo suddenly felt a gaze that could not be ignored falling on him, like a light on his back. He was as terrified as a prisoner waiting for trial. After a long time, he heard the other party An indifferent and calm voice came from the top of his head.

"Who made you do this?"

Those light words were like a thunderclap in Funo's ears, a sharp blade appeared from behind Leng Ran, almost licking his neck, his head was dripping with cold sweat, and he said incoherently: "I...someone Tell me, if you can get the wealth-gathering stone that appeared at the Tang's exhibition tonight and dedicate it to Mr. Wu Zun, you will definitely be able to... get rewards, get more, and more powerful witchcraft..."

"Oh?" Wu Zun was noncommittal, and then said lightly: "Who is it?"

"I don't know! I really don't know, but he can also use witchcraft! Yes, he can use witchcraft!" Funo hurriedly explained, trying to recall the scene where the man encouraged him to seek trouble, but he couldn't remember anyway For more details, I only begged bitterly, "I thought he was also a member of 'Bi'an', that's why he listened to his instigation and made such a big mistake. I beg Mr. Wu Zun to see that I am doing it for you For the sake of doing things with all my heart, forgive this time! In the future, I will be cautious in my words and deeds, and never dare to do anything wrong again!"

"Forgive you?" Wu Zun seemed to have heard something funny, pursed his lips slightly, but his tone became more gentle, "If you want to get that wealth-gathering stone, there are countless ways to use witchcraft to steal it quietly." If you got it, why did you have to hit the door openly? And, have you got it yet?"

Funo blushed immediately when he heard the words, recalling some unbearable past events that had long been blurred in his memory, and recalling the provocative words that the man whispered in his ear, he gritted his teeth and said: "I should have been one of those celebrities and rich people." I am a member of my family, enjoying fine clothes and wine, sitting on huge wealth, and being admired and envied by others, but why? Just because my family is in decline, those family friends who usually rely on my family to call them brothers and sisters turn around and make trouble, wishing everyone would rush Come up and take a bite, my parents were forced to death by debt, and I was also living on the streets, why are those pious guys still living their luxurious life? It’s not fair!"

Funo complained hysterically, venting the huge gap and injustice accumulated in his heart over the years: "Now, I am no longer a kid who is bullied by others, I have witchcraft! I have power! I... I can get more How much! I want to let those stupid guys know that I am back among them again! No, I am already above those weak ants! If it weren’t for the bastard who can manipulate the thunder tonight, I would have already got the party Cai Shi! Give me one more chance! Just one time! I can definitely kill him—”

The whip pierced through the air and slapped Funo's back heavily, and the loud voice of his flesh and blood mercilessly cut off his words, forcing out a scream of extreme pain.

The slender silver whip is covered with sharp barbs, and the dark green energy invisible to the naked eye is like a poisonous snake in the night. It is an extremely vicious witch spell, which is specially used to punish and sanction the guilty. It only needs to be hit once, and the sinister curse immediately penetrates into the bone marrow, like a gangrene attached to the bone, which cannot be shaken off, cannot be shaken off, and can only be continuously eroded by the witchcraft, and suffer endlessly.

Shi Shiran, the whip bearer, withdrew his silver whip and said coldly, "I'm stubborn."

The author has something to say:

Feng: Wu Zun's father loves me again!I must have cut that Duan Kachu!

Wu Zun: wtf