Teardown mode from scratch

The small raindrops are fluttering, even if there is an urge to go to the rain, the wetness is not enough for people to feel in a short time, there is no sense of comfort, but it makes the street lights hazy, it is really rain that even an umbrella is helpless, rain scene The good days will continue for several days, and those who have no intention of admiring it will spend it safely under the shelter of the building.

The back alley of Xiyuan Bar, this place that few people pay attention to even during the day, is even more deserted at night when it is busy with warmth.In every luxurious night, men and women indulge in feasting and feasting.The darkness of Forward Street is always full of mysterious crime.

Ruyun Watch Tower, one of the representative buildings that can be seen from any angle on the street, the number 3:23 is flashing on the electronic watch.Forward Street is quiet during the day, no one cares about the passage of time, it is enough to see it every night when you come home late.Really, a place where even time will corrupt.

"Fuck, this cover is really tight." A man smoking a cigarette complained, impatiently pressing his fingertips along the groove of the manhole cover, "Why don't you change it?"

"Try again." The strange-looking man with a huge mouth said strangely.The man with a cigarette scratched his fingers randomly, ready to listen to his partner and try again.After all, it doesn't matter which drainage well they bring, it's just more interesting here.

"Tsk tsk, it's open... The lid probably hasn't been opened in a few lifetimes, it's so tight."

"Hey hey hey, get lost, you uneducated, how many lives do you have left? Have you tied it up? It's been raining for a few days, so when the body is found, it's probably going to make the Xiyuan gang scold them." Dazui The man said with an ugly grin.

"The most important thing is that the Chi team found out that their boss was played badly in the well behind Xiyuan's house, and that mysterious No. 0 good day in Xiyuan is coming to an end." The dying black-robed man was kicked into the well, bloodstains slipped and disappeared into the black bottomless well.

Heard the sound of falling into the water "plop----".After the manhole cover was built, the two men hooked their shoulders and left happily.The blood was mixed with a small stream of water and flowed into the bottom of the well. No one saw the crime scene. The blood was slowly disappearing, and the hope of being discovered became even slimmer.

Unexpectedly, the secret passage system of Xiyuan Bar was quietly activated.The touch condition of the manhole cover's hidden trough was met, and the secret door was ready to be activated. The moment the pressure condition was met, the secret door opened, and "plop—" the black-robed man fell into a buffer pool, and the splash of water broke the silence of the room.

On the big bed in the black tent, Rong Ling, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of falling water, and sat up abruptly. Although he was close to falling asleep, the loud sound could not be ignored.Under the illumination of the night light, Rong Ling supported the bed with both arms, letting his long hair rest on the lifted quilt, his narrow and beautiful eyes shone with a cold light, and his slightly thin lips were slightly pursed, expressing his master's displeasure.The anger caused by the disturbed sleep seems to make him forget the channel of this unexpected guest's visit, which is even more questionable.

Turn on the incandescent lamp in the room, put on a bathrobe and approach the pool, and watch the blood soaked in the black object spread like ink.I can't help but want to curse people, what's wrong with this world, such a big piece of trash, forget it, it's still bleeding.In the middle of the night, you can casually throw dead people into other people's rooms! ?What if it's haunted!

It seems that the specific life and death of this dark guy is still unclear. Draining the pool, he lifted Mr. Heipao out, stared at the blood-stained and bruised bun face for a long time, and touched it with the other hand. With a weak beating pulse, after confirming that he was still alive and not worried that the room would be haunted, he shook it dissatisfied.

He murmured, "Hmph, disturb my sleep, I don't think I'll take you into bed."

Forget it, thinking like this is not very effective, comfort myself, this guy is quite tall, he should be able to see it after washing and reducing the swelling, and after confirming that he will definitely not suffer, he shook the "trophy" in his hand in disbelief , A moment of silence for the hour of sleep.