Chapter 2: Killing on a Rainy Night

The storm came quickly and violently, with heavy raindrops pouring down. The water on the road quickly covered the feet. The shops on the roadside closed early because there were no customers. The streets with flashing lights were

Now there are only a few dim street lights left, struggling hard in the wind and rain. It seems that the sudden heavy rain has extinguished all the vitality of the city.

In the alley, women's blouses that had been torn into strips were hanging listlessly on the trash cans. In the darkness, from time to time, the rough ### sounds of a pair of big hands were heard. The sounds were mixed, smooth, and intermittent, like

The wheel stuck in the sand is weak and dull. It is also like the unique rhythm of a scalpel cutting through muscles, gentle and comfortable.

A car drove by, bringing a brief moment of light to this god-forsaken corner. Through the hazy vision, you could see a half-naked female corpse crookedly squeezed into the wall, her body and limbs moving in incredible ways.

The angle is twisted, and a pair of eyes are wide open. The pupils have not yet fully expanded, revealing the granular whites of the eyes. The woman's belly has been completely cut open. At this moment, there are two hands on the plates of large intestines and intestines that are still moving.

The internal organs were wandering around, and from time to time there were bursts of chewing sounds, which made people feel nauseous.

This is a man of extremely short stature, with a small crew cut and a round head. There is a row of thumbtacks in the center of his ugly cheek. He is wearing a huge raincoat that does not fit his body. Even if the adjective dwarf is used,

His body was not overdone. Perhaps his torso was so short that he had to adopt a half-kneeling forward posture and put his bent head against the body, so that he could barely reach in.

A woman's abdominal cavity looks like a pangolin eating from a distance.

"Yo Xi!" After stuffing the last fragment of his heart into his throat, Shimakawa stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his blood-stained mouth. He looked at the prey in front of him with satisfaction and felt a wave of pleasure for no apparent reason spread from the top of his head.

Every nerve in the body.

Last night, when he opened the chest of a certain young lady, that stupid Chinese woman just thought he was a prostitute who likes ###. When she was in pain, not only did she not show the fear she should have, but she was

The expression of enjoyment made Shimakawa very unhappy. He felt that he had failed too much, as if he had fallen from the altar and turned into a clown who could only please others.

But it was different tonight. Although this beautiful prey could not speak a word because of surprise at first, when she saw her internal organs being picked out and eaten one by one, her expression finally became rich. First she was confused, then

Then came disbelief, then pain, and finally fear and despair. The last pair of dilated pupils made Shimakawa so intoxicated that he decided to enjoy it for a while longer. It was not until the woman was about to die due to heavy bleeding that he

He took action and crushed her heart.

"I hope I can meet such a beautiful and unique Chinese woman tomorrow..." Shimakawa took out a pack of tissues and wiped his greasy hands, then said with a smile in blunt Chinese. However, in his smile

When it reached the second muscle of the cheek, it froze stiffly. At the same time, in the extreme silence, there was an out-of-rhythm "click" sound of a lighter, followed by a small group of

The flames were cast on the wall in front of Shimakawa, beating like an elf, bringing a burst of warmth that revived the soul to the cold environment.

Someone! Shimakawa suddenly turned his head, his whole body stood upright like a ghost, his chest was raised, and the joints of his five fingers made a crisp squeezing sound due to the force exerted on him.

What came into view was a man in his early twenties, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the swirling smoke clouds lightly enveloped his half-squinted eyes.

"It took three days to finally find you!" Although Yin Hui's voice was calm, there was murderous intent in it.

"Who are you?" Shimakawa frowned, suddenly becoming murderous.

A man who can approach him silently and make such a bold move is definitely not an ordinary character. However, since there is only one person on the other side, Shimakawa has nothing to worry about. To be on the safe side, it is better to keep silent.

, after all, it is not easy for a group of people to come to China all the way, and what they have to do cannot be known to outsiders. According to the instructions from above, anyone who blocks the way will not be tolerated and will be killed!

Seeing that the other party was speaking broken Chinese, Yin Hui had an indifferent smile on his lips: "I am your father!" After saying that, he rubbed his hair, fearing that he would not understand, and added: "My father is my father."

Desu!"

Although the first half of the sentence in Beijing dialect may be difficult for a foreigner like Shimakawa to understand, the second half of the sentence in Japanese made him murderous.

"Baga!" When had he, who had always been a murderer, been teased like this? Now he didn't want to know who the other party was. No matter who it was, he must die in front of him today.

"You won't give up until you reach the Yellow River, and you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Yin Hui's mouth curved in a beautiful arc, and she still maintained her unmoving posture, just fidgeting with the lighter with her slender fingers with a smile.

The lighter rolled back and forth on his fingers as if it was spiritual.

Suddenly, the lighter stopped rolling, bounced up, and was caught by Yin Hui.

At this moment, he moved. But the speed was so fast that when he opened his eyes wide, he could only capture a blurry black afterimage, as if there were several identical people, overlapping to form a mirror curve.

In the alley after the rain, the ground was filled with mud mixed with the blood of the deceased. When they were still three meters away, Yin Hui's leather shoes made a splash of water on the ground, and she reached out to grab Daochuan's neck.

On one side of his body, he avoided Yin Hui's attack, and at the same time, he swept his feet and attacked his ankle. Yin Hui, on the other hand, staggered forward due to too much inertia. At this time, Shimakawa's strange red color

A look of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, his right hand formed a knife and aimed at the back of Yin Hui's head to chop off. The battle was over. Shimakawa thought to himself that if nothing unexpected happened, he would be enough to cut off this kid's big head.

Right? When the time comes, the huge pressure in the abdominal cavity will spray out all his blood, blooming into a beautiful cherry blossom. When thinking about the fresh and sweet blood, Shimakawa can't help but salivate.

But it was a pity that before his wishful thinking was completed, Yin Hui twisted in the air, causing a ball of mud and water stains. He turned around and held Shimakawa Hitachi impartially with both hands.

The hand knife that came out used the momentum of its fall to pull, pull, and send it away. With a crisp "click" sound, Shimakawa's entire wrist joint was removed.

After a successful blow, Yin Hui took a deep breath from the cigarette in his mouth, put one hand on the ground, and then suddenly jumped into the air, sweeping down a series of quick kicks like the wind. At this moment, Shimakawa's right

His arm had completely lost its combat effectiveness, and it was extremely painful to move. He had to withdraw his left hand and block the blow with his elbow. At the same time, he flew up his right leg and kicked Yin Hui in the waist. Yin Hui did not dodge, but just moved his body.

Turning sideways, her waist sank, and she used her back to catch his leg. At the same time, she exerted strength on her upper body and slammed her shoulders, sending Shimakawa flying to the ground.

"Bang!" Shimakawa flew up and hit the wall, vomiting three mouthfuls of blood.

Yin Hui's collision can be said to have exploded with all the strength concentrated at one point. Even if a Tai Chi master wanted to take the collision, he would have to pay a high price, not to mention the careless Shimakawa. At least.

Two rows of ribs were broken, not counting the shock to the internal organs.

After rubbing his leather shoes against the wall, Yin Hui grabbed Daochuan's hair and banged his head against the wall: "Tell me, where are the others!"

"Wine... bar!" Shimakawa said with a bloody face.

"Where's the bar?"

"Front..." As soon as Shimakawa finished speaking, his head was knocked hard again.

"How far is it ahead, ten meters, one hundred meters, or one thousand meters? I don't want to ask a second time!"

Shimakawa's eyes darkened, and all the aura he had just now was gone. Now he is like a wild dog wagging its tail begging for mercy, waiting for the master's forgiveness: "It's big...about two to three hundred meters..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his head relax, and the scary man had drifted away. Looking at the back in front of him, Shimakawa slowly climbed up from the garbage pile, twitching the corners of his mouth, and suddenly revealed a strange smile.

, at the same time, the bandage on his right hand slowly loosened, and a strange thing broke out of the flesh.

After a while, most of this thing's body has been exposed. At first glance, it has to be said that its head is very big, like a malformed big-headed baby, but this baby has only one mouth on its face. And its whole body is long.

The skin was covered with thick wrinkles, but at this moment, it still maintained a smile exactly like Shimakawa's, and protruded a puff of black smoke in the direction of Yin Hui.

Thirty steps ahead, Yin Hui froze, leaving a clear tooth mark on the filter. Then he disappeared in place. The next moment, a cigarette butt floated down, and with this burned-out light

, the middle finger of the owner of the cigarette butt's right hand curled up with his thumb, and then the two fingers suddenly formed a seal.

"Those who come to fight with soldiers should all line up in formation and move forward!"

The former Heavenly Master Ge Hong preached the Nine-Character Mantra, and explained it as follows: Every nine-character mantra should always be secretly blessed to kill all evil spirits and crooked ways!

In the world of black raindrops, a bright blue light suddenly flashed.

Plop... Shimakawa's hand that he raised just now dropped weakly.

"You still want to kill me for being such a pig, don't you know that the puddles here have reflections? Damn it, I hate sneak attacks the most, so I'll give you one more!"

"laugh!"

Yin Hui curled her lips, blew her fingers like 007 Bond, turned around and took out a golden thing from Shimakawa's waist, then turned and left.
Chapter completed!