Nomenclature of Night

　　 The wind is blowing in the mountains.

　　Laojun Mountain is more than two thousand meters above sea level, located between the Funiu Mountains.

　　 This night, the mountain wind is sharp and cold.

　　 There is fog and condensation in the air, and until dawn, all outdoor furnishings and furniture will be stained with water vapor on the surface.

　　 In the yard, someone threw new wood into the bonfire, and the fire was darkened by the new wood.

　　 The swaying firelight is refracted in the slowly flowing mist, like a wonderful light and shadow in the night.

　　 In the shadow, there is a young man holding a knife. He stands silently between the mist and the shadow, and looks at the lone gangster outside the courtyard.

　　 Until this moment, he did not understand what Ye Wan said:

　　 Life is indeed very fragile. If a knife is pierced into the heart, no matter how big the opponent is, he will die.

　　 But killing is not easy.

　　 Because what you have to face is the most vicious thing in the world.

　　 Qingchen tied a stolen scarf to his face and said nothing.

　　 The mobile phone signal at the top of the mountain was intermittent, but the gangsters had to be on the safe side, so everyone changed the police intercom and pinned it on the left chest.

　　 Qingchen counted silently in his heart. Every ten minutes, the gangster would lower his head and press the intercom to answer something.

　　 Suddenly, a gust of mountain breeze came, and the bonfire piled with wood in the courtyard suddenly flourished, reflecting the world outside the courtyard and brightening.

　　 At this time, Qing Chen hiding in the corner suddenly saw that the gangster outside the door seemed to be aware of it by the light of the fire, but he looked at him with a suspicious expression and approached him a little bit.

　　 Qingchen’s heart is tight.

　　 However, at this moment, Li Tongyun actually appeared outside the gate of the inn.

　　 She stood at the door timidly and said to the gangster: “Uncle Police, have you seen my mother?”

　　 The gangster was taken aback for a moment: “Your mother? I haven’t seen it, kid, come over, and the police uncle can help you find your mother, okay?”

　　In an instant, he suddenly noticed something was wrong!

　　 enemy attack!

　　 The gangster subconsciously raised his left hand and waved his baton to the side, while his right hand stretched to his waist to prepare to draw a gun.

　　 In the flickering light and shadow of the bonfire over the wall.

　　 The young man in the mist had come to him silently.

　　 is close at hand, the distance of a knife.

　　 I saw Qing Chen dodge the truncheon waved by the opponent suddenly, as if turning to the gangster with the howling of the mountain wind.

　　 Qingchen’s dagger pierced the criminal’s left hand, who was about to draw the gun. The other party knew that he was too late to take the gun, so he shrank subconsciously.

　　 The young man’s blade pointed downwards, and the gangster instinctively caught the young man with his arms down, trying to catch the young man’s hand.

　　 Ke Qingchen seemed to withdraw half a step backwards as expected, and the other party’s waving left hand and baton hit the air.

not good!

　　 The gangster looked up into the night in amazement.

　　 But he can only see the young man’s exposed eyes, staring at him coldly.

　　 Just as he was exhausted, the dagger in the hand of the fierce young man passed through the mist again.

　　 through the gap between his arms.

“Breathe.”

　　 Li Shutong said that the most important thing in the battle between beasts is breathing.

　　 That is the key to master your body’s oxygen content and clear will. Once you understand the importance of breathing, then you will control yourself and then everything.

　　 Be a hunter or a prey, choose yourself.

　　 Between the electric light and the flint, the flame pattern on the edge of Qingchen’s masked scarf suddenly bloomed!

　　 It seemed as if all the power was rushing to gather on the right hand, and then passed to the tip of the knife, penetrating the gangster’s spleen fiercely.

　　 The gangster suddenly stared at the copper bell.

　　 What happened in this short moment?

　　 The masked boy’s movements were smooth and smooth, as if everything was calculated, knowing that he was going to swing a baton, knowing that he would not dare to continue drawing his gun under the pretense of attack, and knowing the trajectory of his arms in the chaos.

　　 The other party knew everything, so they all avoided, and he didn’t give him a chance to come into contact with him.

　　 Until the dagger pierced his spleen, this was the real physical contact between the two parties.

　　 In a psychological game of close combat, every step of oneself is within the calculation of the opponent.

　　 is like acting in a script written by a boy.

　　 also wrote the ending for himself early.

　　 Knowing that he didn’t have much time, the gangster struggled to reach out and press the intercom.

　　 However, the young man’s hair rushed forward against the gangster’s body, pushing him to the wall of the courtyard.

　　 Qingchen covered the opponent’s mouth with his left hand, and stirred vigorously with a knife in his right hand.

　　 The mechanical limbs of the thug wanted to exert force, but the intense pain was transmitted in the brain, which almost blocked all his effective thinking.

　　 The spleen is the blood storage machine of the human body. In an instant, a large amount of blood flowed from the opponent’s ruptured spleen, and then flowed down the dagger to Qing Chen’s hand.

　　 It was warm blood, and the fast fading temperature in the cool night reminded Qing Chen what death is.

　　 When the gangster lost his heartbeat and breathing, Qing Chen slowly drew out the dagger.

　　 The masked boy stood in front of the corpse and gasped, silently wondering what he was thinking.

　　 The blood dripped from the tip of the sagging knife in his hand, dripping drop by drop onto the concrete road.

　　 It turned out that this is the feeling of murder.

　　 Qingchen’s gasping is not because of fatigue and heart and lung load, but an inexplicable fear and panic in his heart.

　　 Then he realized why Li Shutong said that a knife must be used for the first murder.

　　 Take a gun to kill, and a shot hit a few dozen meters away, and the person is gone.

　　 In that situation, your emotions and reactions will be blurred because of the distance. You are not like killing a person, but more like hitting a target.

　　 I can’t see the blood, I can’t feel the heartbeat gradually disappearing.

　　 You will not be in awe of life.

　　 As a teacher, Li Shutong could not witness the first murder of a student, but he has taught Qing Chen the most important lesson: how to fear life.

　　 “Brother Qingchen,” Li Tongyun yelled timidly.

　　 This voice pulled Qing Chen back into reality, as if a hand was pulling his sleeve tightly before he fell into the abyss.

　　 The boy turned his head and looked at Li Tongyun not far away.

　　 The little girl didn’t speak in a daze, as if she was stunned by the scene just now.

　　 She saw with her own eyes the masked teenagers murderously, and with her own eyes the loss of life.

　　 Qingchen came to her and squatted down.

　　 He did not take off the scarf on his face, but asked softly, “Are you afraid?”

　　 Li Tongyun nodded with tears at the corners of his eyes: “A little bit.”

　　 “Why did you come out, where is your mother?” Qing Chen asked.

　　 At this time, Jiang Xue ran downstairs in a hurry, as if looking for Li Tongyun’s figure.

　　 Even if Qing Chen covered her face, she could recognize the boy at a glance, because the other party’s face was her scarf.

　　 So, when she found that Li Tongyun and Qing Chen were together, she breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Jiang Xue came to the door and explained to Qing Chen: “I went to the bathroom just now, and she disappeared when she came out. Xiaoyun, you scared mom to death!”

　　 Li Tongyun lowered his head: “I just want to help Brother Qingchen.”

　　 Qingchen was stunned. It turned out that the other party’s presence here was not accidental, but was helping herself.

　　 He thought for a while and planned to raise his hand to pat Li Tongyun’s head, but when he remembered that his hand was full of blood, he slowly retracted his arm.

But before he completely took it back, Li Tongyun reached out and grabbed his palm and placed it on his head: “Brother Qingchen, pay attention to safety. Mom and I are waiting for you to come back. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com “

　　 “Well,” Qing Chen laughed: “A word is a deal.”

After speaking, he asked Jiang Xue to help pull the gangster’s body into the hotel’s yard, and then handed Jiang Xue the pistol on the gangster’s waist: “I plan to sneak into the Yunshang Inn, where I will shoot once, even if it is equipped with a silencer. It will also attract attention, so this is for you.”

　　 Jiang Xue shook his head: “Take it with you, you are more dangerous. Once life or death is critical, it doesn’t matter whether it will attract attention, just shoot.”

　　 Qingchen froze for a moment, then smiled and took off the holster from the gangster’s waist and tied it to his waist.

　　 Although he has never touched a gun, he doesn’t know how to use the gun, and if he shoots, other criminals will notice and be besieged.

　　 But having a gun is better than not having one.

　　 Li Shutong said that the knight must use a knife to kill for the first time, and he has done it now.

　　 It shouldn’t be the first time to kill another person.

　　You can use a gun.

　　 Qingchen patted Li Tongyun’s head: “Be obedient this time, and wait for me to come back.”

　　 “Well,” Li Tongyun nodded.

　　 At this moment, the walkie-talkie on the chest of the gangster’s corpse rang out: “Now we start reporting the number, 1.”

　　 The voice of the gangsters came coldly: “2.”

　　 “3.”

　　 “4.”

　　 There was a slight pause at this moment, and Qing Chen immediately opened his breathing technique, and with perfect memory, he perfectly reproduced the voice of the gangster: “5.”

　　 He was about to turn off the walkie-talkie, but a new number was heard from the speaker again.

　　 “6.”

　　 “7.”

“8.”

　　 Qingchen was stunned suddenly.

　　 Gangsters… three more!

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