The night wind blew in, lifting up the black curtains and blowing towards the dark room where the cold yellow lights spread.

In the darkness, a man just sat on the long sofa.

Because he turned his back to the light, he could not see the man's appearance clearly.

However, the pure black windbreaker and the cool and mysterious night outside the curtains raised behind him merged together, like a person who could disappear in that vortex at any time, with mysterious

The power of fear.

Behind the man, the two men standing were like ghostly figures, the same black.

Sudden---

A voice, in this dark room, centered on men, circle by circle, like a six-fingered piano demon, played it apart and cut off the heart:

"Young Master Ling, you really chose to stand in the wrong team."

As he said that, the echoes in circles were as if frozen by ice, releasing the chilling ice air. The entire dark room was covered in bleak coldness.

Then, I heard something heavy hitting something hard, and a very real and dull sound was made.

See----

The man sitting on the sofa is about one meter away---

A man lying on the ground lying on the ground with a trembling body suddenly shook and began to arch his body in pain and involuntarily, trying to relieve the scorching pain of the heavy blow just now.

But---

Next to the man who was lying on the ground, a man in black standing raised his feet high and arched his stomach at the man's stomach, another fierce and fierce kick!

Finally, the man's gums were biting tightly, and he could no longer hold back the blood in his mouth.

"Puff---" sound----

A large mouthful of blood gushed out of the man's mouth!

Blood splattered all over the floor, but it all fell on the black carpet and disappeared.

Ling Shaoyu felt that his stomach was about to explode, and all the joints in his body seemed to be broken, and it hurt, a piercing pain, burning hot!

But, beyond everyone's expectations---

The man who had been beaten so hard that he had no ability to fight back at all actually laughed!

See----

The man who fell to the ground held back the fishy blood that was about to squirt out again, and under the gaze of a pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes--

He actually stood up!!!

The violent pain of his body just now was as numb as if he was being shocked! Ling Shaoyu tried hard to support his shaking and trembling body. Every time he moved, it was like a bone was caught up after it was broken.

Feel.

Under the dim light that was shining with bleak and cold, the man who was trying hard to support him slowly raised his head.

See----

The handsome and elegant cheek of a man, who was called a "handsome baby face" by a woman, was beaten so hard that he couldn't bear to look at him!

Those charming and terrifying peach blossom eyes were beaten black and blue, and even one eye could see the terrifying bloodshots in the eyes! The man's face was even more terrible with purple scars, and the corners of his mouth were filled with purple scars.

The blood stains that came came freshly flowed to the dried and scabbed blood clots, which looked even more creepy.

Ling Shaoyu tried hard to lift his eyes, his vision seemed to be dim and unclear, but he tried hard to pull the corner of his mouth, with blood but became more and more ugly. His tone was frivolous and free, and he was straight towards the person sitting in the dark.

The man said:
Chapter completed!