"What a pity." He bowed with the ancient etiquette of aristocrats, like a gentleman who came out of the Middle Ages. He only heard him say with a smile, gentle and elegant: "You don't want to die, and my children don't want to die."

"Click—"

The sound made by pressing the lighter,

It was particularly clear in the silent night.

It was like the sound of the bell ringing by the god of death.

Amid the terrified gazes of those people suddenly widened and their pupils tightened.

The tall and thin man thought of something and cried bitterly: "I can't kill her! She is still alive!"

The slender and cold fingers pulled the button of the silver lighter. The jumping blue flame was clearly extinguished. It was the only fire in the darkness, which further highlighted the bright and beautiful joints of the hand, and even showed a pale color.

The spark was reflected in their dark eyes, reflecting the ultimate despair.

A clear and low voice fell from the darkness, like a song and a devil's murmur.

"goodbye."

Just two short words,

It is the last sentence they heard in this world.

In the warehouse,

A ray of fire flashed and gradually spread along the fuse.

It made a stinging sound.

The man was wearing a black windbreaker, with a slender back and cold-blooded and indifferent.

Cruel and elegant.

Treacherous and romantic.

When he turned and left, his clothes seemed to be filled with wind.

01 Murder.

No matter why, just hatred.

Once you take action, never stop.

Weiran walked out of the warehouse step by step calmly, facing the cold night wind, the moonlight reflected his light and deep eyes, which was the deadliest abyss in the world.

Behind him,

It was a scream of fear and a roar of despair, sharp to the extreme.

Finally, at that moment, it was annihilated by the deafening explosion.

I heard the loud "bang" sound!

Everything was finally destroyed, several lives were covered in blood, and the huge warehouse was split into pieces in the explosion, completely collapsed and shattered into ashes.

Explosion sounded and fires soared into the sky.

That fire was violent and grand.

Completely break the silence in the darkness.

Behind him were thousands of fires burning. He walked forward slowly in the fire, and against the flames soaring into the sky, the black windbreaker was flying in the air, waving and waving!

The fire seemed to be dimly burning in his eyes, floating and floating, and in the thin fog, bright colors were like glimmer.

The wild spirit that was free from control on him was particularly eye-catching at this moment. Even the arc raised by his thin lips was full of arrogant and provocative arrogance, and the arrogance in his bones was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

…

On the other side,

After Ranbai left the police station, he drove by W.R. Fairy Tale. She glanced at it and walked around this road.

At this time,

Suddenly, a few explosions were heard, cutting through the night.

Ranbai narrowed her eyes and through the car window, she could see thousands of fireworks rising from the night sky.

It is so gorgeous that it blooms in the night sky that it is the most amazing.

It blooms again and again, and it continues for a long time.

A brilliant feast of fireworks.

The brightest fireworks in the deep night sky broke all darkness and shone in the dark night, like a meteor above the sky on the summer night, swaying and falling again and again.

at last,

The fireworks all over the sky were gorgeous and turned into a pattern.

It's a word.

"white"

The forensic's fingertips suddenly paused.

The fireworks reflected in her Qingmo's eyes, and a bright light dizzy.

This guy...

Tsk.

The forensic doctor was silent for a moment.

Somehow,

She suddenly parked the car in front of a bar.

That was the one she had pursued Weiran before.

The forensic doctor stared at the bar plaque and suddenly wanted to go in.

Neon lights flash on the antique streets, and exquisitely decorated bars are noisy and bustling in the middle of the night.

Bright and brilliant, dreamy and prosperous.

There is no reason.

She stopped the car and walked straight into the bar.

The bar is as full of luxury as ever.

The colorful ambiguous light hit, and the sound of rock music was deafening.

But the resident singer on the stage is no longer the shocking person.

In the vast crowd,

The white eyes,

It was frozen at the bar at a glance.

Under the blurred and dim light, the slender figure at the bar was leaning there so lazyly.

The hands with distinct joints are the most eye-catching. The black windbreaker sleeves are set off with a cold and white complexion. The light reflected by the diamond ring on the tail finger shakes the white eyes.

He held a mixing glass, and the bartender was complicated and gorgeous, high-profile and gorgeous, elegant and charming.

The bar is so chaotic, so many people.

But she saw him at a glance.

And he was smiling at her.

Wei Ran half-hooked his lips, reached out his hand with some pleasure, and hooked his hand at the forensic doctor. The ring was cold and shiny in color, silently ambiguous.

Stained white eyes looked at him with a light look, walked over, leaning against the bar, she gently tapped her white fingertips, "A cup of whiskey, thank you."

"The whiskey is too strong." Wei Ran smiled lazyly, handed her the wine she had just prepared, and pushed it in front of Ranbai. His voice was clear and he seemed to be smiling: "I just adjusted, try it?"

Ranbai lowered his eyes and glanced.

The one that is remarkable is a screwdriver.

A very classic cocktail.

Alias-

Girl killer.

Ranbai took it, and the temperature of the fingertips against the wine glass was cold. He deliberately or unintentionally brushed the young man's fingertips, and then gently hooked her palms. The amplitude was very small and there was a slight itch.

"Sir, also work as a part-time bartender?"

The young man smiled lazily against the bar, with his long legs crossed together. He held his chin and looked at her, "Occasionally, it's not considered."

"What's the wine my brother made?" Weiran stared at her, blatantly saying, "I won't give it to others."

The meaning of the words,

You are the only one.

Ranbai narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing. She looked at the bartender in the light, and was contradictory and rude. She vaguely smelled something wrong from the brilliance, a little strange, and the light fragrance lingered in the residual fragrance.

Like...exploding smoke.

She said indifferently: "Where did sir?"

"Ah." Weiran tapped the corner of his lower lip with his fingertips and smiled indifferently, "I'm going out, it's not a big deal."

"Is that right?" The forensic doctor leaned slightly and approached him. She suddenly reached out and pulled the young man's collar, pulled him in front of him, pressing the bartender towards her, with white eyes and thin lips close to the young man's neck, less than a centimeter away.

She sniffed it gently, and the faint smell became even more obvious as the light fragrance lingers.

"Have you touched gasoline?" Ranbai's voice was low, and his tone was naturally cold. In this noisy and chaotic bar, only Weiran could hear it.

The distance was so close that the doctor's breath was gently sprayed on his neck.

Weiran paused slightly, and his Adam's apple mixed up and down into a delicate and sexy curve. He reached out and held Ranbai's hand, and nodded very lowly.
Chapter completed!