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The night was dark.

Unlike Yuechong City, the bright and bright moon cannot be seen in the sky of the abandoned city.

Even the light of the stars appeared extremely dim, almost impossible to see.

In fact, judging from An Le's experience of spending so many days in the wasteland, the sight of the full moon hanging high in Yuechong City is rather abnormal.

In the wilderness, most of the time, the stars and the moon cannot be seen in the night sky.

The night sky is often a blur of darkness.

There seems to be an indescribable barrier between people and the sky.

The invisible medium is sandwiched in it.

It makes the things observed by people seem to be not real, but the product of illusion.

But perhaps, that is not a restriction on human beings, but... an invisible umbrella.

To prevent human beings from witnessing existences that should not be seen when looking up at the starry sky, and falling into the abyss of madness and distortion.

The dense blackness like a solid mist shrouded the sky above the abandoned city, lingering, as if it had been in this city for endless years, and quietly penetrated into every corner here.

The top of a tall building.

The sound of the wind whizzed by, making people's cheeks hurt.

The height here is even higher than the Oriental Pearl Tower in Huaguo.

People with a fear of heights are put here, and they may become paralyzed in a second and cannot bear it.

Not to mention, the space that these two people can stand at the moment is only a place to stand.

In the high wind, it seems to be shaky.

But it is only "seems".

Hei Shanqing stood aside with his hands clasped, with an extremely respectful expression, unexpectedly cautious.

"Master, the poisonous stinger and the swordsman are all dead. What is the next plan?"

The person Hei Shanqing called "Master" was unexpectedly... Xi Le?

The petite woman who seemed to have no expression on her face was also a terrifying killer who had been cruel to several gangs in the waste capital.

Although her deeds can be considered bloody and cruel.

But in fact, after she lost to An Le, the guests at the venue didn't pay much attention to her, and few people even mentioned her.

Apart from the fact that the loser lost the right to speak, the things Xi Le did were not too surprising.

The people of the Black Mountain Company, even if they didn't get blood on their hands, the indirect casualties are definitely not rare.

Again, capitalists are not doing charity.

Putting it in the abandoned capital, behind these words, there is even more the blood of the bottom people.

But it is such a relatively "mediocre" transcendent that can make Hei Shanqing show such an attitude, and it is undoubtedly very strange to call her the master.

Facing Heishanqing's humble question, Xi Le acted as if she didn't hear it at all.

She just dragged her white and small chin with her slender hands, with an obsessive and weird smile on the corner of her mouth, overlooking the city below her from top to bottom.

Compared with the dark night sky above, the abandoned city at night is like another extreme.

The lights are bright, and lights of various styles and colors complement each other.

The high-rise buildings that look majestic and beautiful during the day become more magnificent and splendid at night, resembling a prosperous night scene of a modern city.

Anyone who sees it will praise "the city that never sleeps."

For the wealthy upper-class people, there is not much difference between day and night.

Even the assassination incident at the banquet of the Black Mountain Company did not cause much disturbance, let alone change the bustling and beautiful night scene.

After all, without the security of Montenegro, there are infinite creatures and energy RG.

It's just that, looking down from this perspective, no one will see or care about the slums covered by tall buildings.

Xi Le seemed to be immersed in this beautiful scenery, muttering to herself.

"Look, how beautiful it is..."

Montenegro was speechless.

Although he had to admit the beauty of the scene, as a murderer who had just participated in the patricide, it was difficult for Heishan Qing to appreciate the beauty in a calm mood.

Moreover, Hei Shanqing has always been difficult to understand. After leaving the banquet, the host has always had this sick smile on his face,

Like being immersed in some kind of extreme pleasure.

This pleasure seems to come from the spirit and the body at the same time.

But Heishanqing couldn't figure it out, the master hadn't been stimulated before, hadn't he?

If it really counts, the only thing is that the mysterious doctor imposed a special method to make him faint.

Hei Shanqing knew that Xi Le's face was dull at that time and she fell into a coma after being treated.

It's not her disguise, but her real reaction.

Obviously, that is not an enjoyable experience for ordinary people.

Xi Le seemed to see through Heishan Qing's thoughts, her smile narrowed in the blink of an eye, her eyes and words were as cold as frost.

"You don't understand anything."

"That's Anle..."

She easily uttered An Le's real name, her tone was like that of an old friend she had known for a long time, with a little trembling.

Fear and excitement mingled like a poisoned wine.

Hei Shanqing was puzzled, he had never heard of the name "An Le", he just speculated, "Is... that doctor?"

Xi Le was not interested in answering his question, but just continued to stare at a certain corner under the tall building, as if her eyes could overcome the obstacles of the building and fall on someone.

He murmured words that Hei Shanqing could not understand.

"This feeling... It's been a long time since I experienced it."

"Sure enough, it's still the same as before..."

As the words spit out from Xi Le's mouth word by word, the arc of the crack at the corner of her mouth became more and more upward.

If I really want to say it, it is very similar to Seri's expression when she is alone in the room, smelling the clothes with a peaceful smell.

Essentially, the two do have something in common.

At the same time, except for the flood of emotions emerging from the bottom of my heart, and the gradually rising body temperature.

Xi Le's eyes were also infested with ink bit by bit until they were dyed pure black.

Then starting from the eye sockets, the skin on Xi Le's face, like paper soaked in water, quickly turned white and wrinkled.

Countless cracks quickly spread across Xi Le's entire face.

Immediately afterwards, the skin fell off like falling snowflakes.

Not only the superficial skin, but also the subcutaneous muscle tissue quickly collapsed and collapsed, like Lego blocks built artificially, suddenly ushered in the tragedy that happened after three or five bear children.

The face is just the beginning.

Not long after, a puddle of thick fur and flesh piled up at Xile's feet.

Everything was so badly torn that it was almost impossible to tell what it was.

Others can barely tell that it is a person—or what remains of a person—by virtue of some details.

There wasn't a single bone in the whole thing, and beneath the skin was just a thin layer of fast-rotting, stinking flesh.

During this process, Hei Shanqing didn't dare to look at his master anymore, but with a white face and cold sweat on his forehead, he stared at his toes and the magnificent night scene under his feet.

Even so, his instincts kept screaming.

escape! escape! escape!

Unfortunately, Hei Shanqing knew that he had long since lost the courage to escape.

Even if he didn't see the specific picture, he could feel the touch of tiny living things with the viscous wriggling sound coming from his ears, the rotten stench penetrating into his nasal cavity, and the faintly visible touch of the body surface.

It was enough to arouse the deepest fear in Heishanqing's heart, like a huge mouth of an abyss, eating away at his reason one bite at a time.

Hei Shanqing is convinced that Xi Le's current form is completely out of what a human being should be.

On the track of "I'm not a human being", I made great strides all the way.

At first, Xi Le's muttering voice was that of a normal woman, at most it was a little weird because of her overflowing emotions.

But gradually, her tone of voice became hoarse and deafening like the hoarse roar of a troll.

Sometimes it becomes extremely sharp and harsh.

At other times, it becomes like the cold dampness that grows on the walls during the rainy season, making people extremely uncomfortable.

No matter what kind of sound it is, it is completely unlike what humans can make.

As a result, Hei Shanqing became increasingly unable to distinguish the content of his words.

"Anle...Xile...name..."

"not found……"

"Have you forgotten? Sure enough..."

Since he couldn't understand, Hei Shanqing simply stopped trying to distinguish, but stuck to his heart to avoid falling into a frenzy.

It's a pity that no matter how strong his desire to survive is, it can't change the reality that his own life and death are only a matter of a second thought from the other party.

Suddenly, Hei Shanqing felt a cool and slippery touch on his cheek.

The mollusks that seem to come from the deep sea seem to be gentle and intimate touches, but they actually hide murderous intentions.

"Master, master?"

Hei Shanqing's whole body was tense, his palms were covered with cold sweat, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and his words were extremely difficult.

Even at this time, he still dare not open his eyes.

because……

Die faster that way!

"Now you... seem to be... useless to me?"

Like the whisper of a poisonous snake, it "hissed" into Hei Shanqing's ear.

It made his heart sink a little bit, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"I am still useful to you, master! My identity, connections..."

"Also, there are many resources I have hidden, which must be useful to you!"

Hei Shanqing quickly became incoherent: "Please believe me! I'm still useful! I don't want to die! Really...really..."

The cold touch seemed to subside temporarily because of his explanation.

"You have a point..."

Xie Le said slowly.

But before the son of the Black Mountain family could heave a sigh of relief, a deformed tentacle pierced through his head.

Brains and blood splashed together, red, yellow, and white spilled out.

Hei Shanqing turned his head in astonishment, pain and life quickly passed from his body.

With increasingly blurred consciousness, he heard the other party's cruel and malicious voice.

"But, that's what I want to do."

Immediately afterwards, his consciousness plunged into darkness.

On top of this tall building that no one knows about.

Strange ballads, mixed in the wind, drifted into the distance.

When the sound disappeared, all the mushy flesh and paper-like skin fragments that had accumulated in this small space disappeared.

The man with the appearance of "Black Mountain Qing" smiled, his eyes turned from black to white, and he whispered to himself.

"From today onwards, I am the new Xile."

*****

at the same time.

An Le shuddered, and turned to look out the French windows.

The night scene of the abandoned city was as prosperous and beautiful as ever, but for some reason, An Le's brows twitched, and a chill appeared in her heart.

It seems that in this seemingly peaceful scene, there is a deadly murderous intent hidden.

It is obviously inappropriate to use "as if", even without any substantive evidence, An Le's intuition still told him——

Those black-eyed people have already set their sights on me!

But to be reasonable, An Le asked himself and never provoked the other party, so how could he be targeted?

Could it be... something from the past?

An Le silently suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.

Apart from the black-eyed people, he still has other things to deal with.

After the real culprit was basically investigated, Miki Montenegro fell into a very busy state.

Whether it was the arrest of the real culprit, the stance of the other two major companies, or the handover of the internal affairs of the Black Mountain Security Company, she, the new chairman, had to personally look over and handle it.

Naturally, it will be extremely busy.

This had nothing to do with Anle.

It's fine to let him kill people and extract filthy sanity, it's completely unrealistic to let him deal with such things.

Miki Montenegro would not be stupid enough to make such a decision.

However, An Le originally planned to go back to her suite and have a good night's rest.

After all, after a fierce battle, even with his abnormal physique, he was a little tired.

Unexpectedly, Miki Montenegro brought him to this room and asked him to wait for a while.

The first second she entered this room, An Le judged that this was the boudoir of Miji Montenegro.

Youxiang, who belongs exclusively to single women, and Anle, who has been in contact with Miji Montenegro, can naturally be easily distinguished.

Unlike what he had originally envisioned, the neat, clean, and unadorned bedroom of a strong woman, the current room is not much different from "tidy", and it can be said to have nothing to do with it.

The quilt on the bed was scattered randomly, and there were some personal fabrics littered on the ground.

It's all because of Anle's strong memory and associative ability. Just by looking at them, he can imagine what it would be like to wear them on Meiji of Montenegro.

An Le still remembers the picture of her wearing a swimsuit at that time.

However, An Le couldn't help complaining in her heart.

'So she still likes this color? '

Apart from these scattered clothes, another thing that surprised Anle was——

In the boudoir, there was actually a post-style sandbag, and several oversized...plush dolls?

Seeing the white bear doll that was bigger than a person and placed on the big bed, An Le's expression was quite strange.

If someone had told him before today that there was such a thing in Miki Montenegro's bedroom, he would never have believed it.

But now, An Le can only describe his mood at this time as "a person should not be judged by his appearance".

And if you take a closer look, these plush toys still have obvious signs of being squeezed and touched, and there are even faint traces of being wet. Visually, they are bodily fluids such as saliva.

This shows that Miki Montenegro still has the habit of sleeping with them.

Just when An Le was in a strange mood and continued to explore.

The door was suddenly pushed open...

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