The host is a willful great devil

Chapter 70

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The brown-haired man tucked his submachine gun in one hand and rushed through the gloomy corridor, leaving only the sound of heavy breathing echoing in the silent corridor.

A black-haired man in a black shirt, black trousers, black leather boots, and black sunglasses will charge forward. The gun is lazily carried on his shoulder, and he climbs up the steps steadily and leisurely, turning around Slowly, he saw his prey - a brown-haired man running wildly.The black-haired man bent his extremely thin lips and raised his charge. The gun shot casually at the back of the brown-haired man, then stared at the back of the brown-haired man running away like a frightened rabbit, and laughed even more wantonly. .

"Hello? Talk! How's it going outside?" Another middle-aged man's impatient voice came from the walkie-talkie at the brown-haired man's waist.After a pause, the middle-aged man who didn't get a response shouted angrily again, "Is there any fucking people alive outside! Tell me!"

The brown-haired man passed through the security door, quickly turned around and unlocked it, hurried down the first floor, and dodged to hide behind the corner. He felt sore all over, and sat down against the wall like a puddle of mud, panting in shock.

"Shit!" A middle-aged man's violent curse came from the intercom, "30 or so people can't kill one!"

The brown-haired man took off the walkie-talkie at his waist, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice, "He's not human...he's a demon..."

"Five?! Is it the fifth? Are you still alive?" Another man's voice came out this time.

The brown-haired man who was called the fifth took a few breaths, "Boss, third brother, it seems that the money is out of reach. It's important to save your life. Let's run."

"What the hell are you talking about! Lost so many brothers, you want me to give up this business?!" The middle-aged man called the boss was furious on the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"He's not a human, he's a demon." Lao Wu repeated in a low voice, and then found that he was unexpectedly calm at this time. "He was shot at least a dozen times, but..."

"Bang!" There was a gunshot, followed by the "squeak" sound when the safety door was pushed open, and the steady and powerful "dong dong" sound of leather boots stepping on the concrete steps.

The fifth child stood up with his gun in hand, took a deep breath, "he's here, I'll lure him away, you guys run." He didn't wait for the other party to reply, quietly turned off the walkie-talkie, and ran down quickly.

"Damn it!" In a certain room, the boss slammed the walkie-talkie on the ground, then walked aggressively in front of the boy who was wearing an eyepatch, had a cloth in his mouth, and was tied into a rice dumpling, and kicked the boy fiercely. A few feet, swearing incessantly.The boy let out a painful "woo hoo".

"Brother! Don't hit me! If you hit again, you'll die!" The third child stepped forward to hold the eldest brother, "If you don't want the money, we'll kill this little bastard, and that's a way of showing respect for our brothers. But... We took the lives of so many brothers, and the result is just such a waste of work?"

The boss glared at the young man curled up in pain, but said nothing.

"Don't disappoint Lao Wu, let's run. But take this little bastard with us. As long as he is still alive and in our hands, there is still a chance to ask for the ransom. And that mercenary didn't complete the task this time, do you think it's heavy?" Will the old man give him commission for nothing? When we get the ransom and recruit a new group of people, hunting down and killing this mercenary in the ends of the earth can be regarded as revenge for the dead brother."

The eldest took a few deep breaths and nodded to the third.

The third child quickly picked up the boy who looked like a rice dumpling, and the eldest rushed out of the room with a gun.As a result, as soon as he turned a corner, he heard a burst of rapid gunshots from very close by, and then everything fell silent.

"Did the fifth kill him?" The third asked the boss in a low voice.

The boss looked serious, "If the fifth one is alive, he will call us."

Third child: "..."

Boss: "Let's go."

"Hey, knowing that I'm a devil, why are you bothering?" The black-haired man whispered to himself, turning the dagger in his palm with his right hand and inserting it neatly into the skin on his waist. Then he let go of his left hand, allowing the fifth brother with a bloodstain on his neck to open his eyes wide, slipped from his arms, and fell limply to the ground.

The black-haired man frowned, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his head, pushed his sunglasses, and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth when he lowered his hand.

"Prey, there are two more."

He put his hands in his trouser pockets nonchalantly, and walked forward calmly, leaving a long string of bloody footprints behind him.

"Boss, I haven't met that guy all this way, maybe the fifth brother died with him." The third child said.

"It's best like this. Come on, the exit is ahead." Saying this, looking at the skylight outside the door at the end of the corridor, the boss felt faintly uneasy.I couldn't help cursing in my heart. I originally chose this abandoned building with only one entrance and exit, interior rooms and corridors like a labyrinth for the purpose of being easy to defend and difficult to attack. I didn't expect that the other party broke in through the entrance alone and killed almost all of them. people.Thinking of this, a flash of lightning flashed through my mind, and the boss even hesitated for a moment.

"Boss, hurry up, what's the matter?" The third child urged after him.

The boss shook his head, didn't say anything, just continued to move cautiously and quickly.

"He's not a human, he's a demon. He's been shot at least a dozen times, but..." The fifth brother's words echoed in the boss's mind over and over again.

But...but he was still alive.Boss thinks.

"Immortal..." Two words came out of my mouth involuntarily.

"What did you say? Boss." The third child asked.

The boss didn't speak.He remembered that many years ago, he was just a little ghost in Soul Eater Street, living like a beggar, like a wild beast, like a lonely ghost like everyone else in Soul Eater Street.It was a world where the weak preyed on the strong, and the weak had no right to survive.

But there is such a weak child who has the ability of "immortality".No matter how badly he was beaten by others, he can still stand up and fight back.As a result, his fighting skills became more and more sophisticated, and his strength began to increase, and the teenagers began to respect him.

But the adults in Soul Eater Street are lawless, they themselves are "demons and ghosts", they laugh at the cowardice of the teenagers, and they want to prove to the teenagers that no other monsters and ghosts can override them in this world.So on that rainy day, the boss who got the news and a group of wild children of different ages hid far away from the periphery of the ruins, watching the adults bring the blood gourd-like boy to the ruins, brandishing various tools to dismember him, set fire to...

No one saw the boy again after that.Everyone took it for granted that he must be dead.So much so that after so many years, the boss even began to doubt whether the "immortal" he saw at that time was just a memory that went wrong.

This is a perfectly normal world, no one will go to the sky, no one will go to the ground, it will hurt if you get hit by a fist, you will bleed if you eat a gun, and you will not die...

The boss stared at the blurred figure in the skylight that filled the entire doorway, and opened his eyes wide.

The black-haired man leaned against the door, pinched the half-sucked cigarette in his mouth with his blood-stained left hand, raised his angular jaw and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke into the air, then turned his head slightly and stared at it from the corner of his eyes. The visitor asked in a lazy tone, "Since the two of you are running for your life in such a hurry, don't bring another burden."

"Boss! Boss!" The third child hastily put down the boy and leaned in front of him in a defensive posture, calling out to the boss with a stiff back in a low voice.

There was a puddle of liquid under the black-haired man's feet, which reflected a beautiful wine red light under the sunlight.The boss squinted his eyes and scanned it, knowing that it was blood.

Ordinary people would leave so much blood and still stand there so leisurely and smoke like a normal person?

The boss didn't speak, but suddenly charged. The gun shot wildly at the position of the black-haired man--at that moment, many thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally the only conclusion he came to was that the black-haired man in front of him It's a monster, he wants to kill him like the adults on Soul Eater Street killed the boy many years ago, and beat him into a sieve to prove that this world is normal.If he can't kill him, even if he eats a gun and bleeds a little more, it's still a profit.

However, the sudden burst of gunfire lasted no more than 2 or 3 seconds, and stopped abruptly when a bullet passed through the head of the boss.

"Boss!" The third child cried out.However, the only response to him was the body that crashed down and blood splattered on the ground.

The black-haired man turned his back on the gun, took out a new cigarette, flicked off the lighter cover, lowered his head and lit it.

The third child opened his eyes angrily and pointed the gun on the boy's head at the black-haired man who was smoking leisurely, and shouted hysterically, "I'll kill you!"

The black-haired man raised his feet and walked towards the two, tilting his head, dodging the bullets shot by the third child, just like avoiding the stones thrown by the children.The high-speed whirlwind from the bullet lifted the broken hair on his ear temples, revealing the black earrings embedded in his ears.

The moment the light refracted by the black earrings hit him, the youngest was stunned—dodged the bullet? !He strangled the boy's body with one hand and dragged him back while holding the gun to the boy's head firmly, "Don't come here! Or I'll kill him!" The third child shouted, his voice full of the smell of being overwhelmed.

The black-haired man squeezed the cigarette out of his mouth with one hand, took off his sunglasses with the other, and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but his feet didn't stop.

The third child shot in the past and hit the lungs!

But the black-haired man only frowned slightly, but his steps never stopped.

The third child's expression was a little distorted, and he hurriedly shot again with shaking hands!

This time, right to the heart.

The black-haired man frowned slightly again and smiled, "Don't be nervous, listen to me. What are you kidnapping this kid for? Money, right? If you have money, you have to live. Your accomplices are already dead." and you are almost dead."

The third child was sweating profusely on his head, the veins on his arms were exposed, his face was pale, and he was trembling all over.He knew what he saw and found, but he couldn't believe what he saw was real.His throat felt tight, dry, and his mind was noisy... In short, he was not well.He stared at the black-haired man who was getting closer, shook his head, and shouted forcefully, "So... I will drag you and this kid to be buried with my brothers!"

"Well, it's also a way. A lot of idiots think so." The black-haired man nodded appreciatively, and then nodded his chin to the boy who looked like a rice dumpling, "You can take that boy to the funeral, but I—the enemy who killed so many of your brothers, it seems that I can't. You are not so naive as to think that your more than 30 accomplices didn't shoot me, and let me wipe them all out without any damage. .”

The black-haired man looked at the confused expression of the third child, and raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth. Then he put the cigarette in his mouth again, unbuttoned the black shirt one by one with his free hand, and wiped his blood-covered shirt one by one. The dyed, riddled chest was so majestically exposed to the third child's sight.

Even though his chest was soaked in blood, the blood holes caused by the bullet marks were still shocking.

Seeing the expression in the third child's eyes change from shock to panic, the black-haired man still smiled silently, looking a little arrogant.He pinched the cigarette away with two fingers, and exhaled angrily, "You should understand, if the hostage is alive, I will get the commission; if the hostage is dead, it's just a waste of time for me. And you only have There is a dead end. If the hostages are released, I will let you live. You and I have no hatred in the past, and I have no hatred in the present, and I am not a murderer, so I will never embarrass you." The black-haired man said, bowing his head as if there was no one else around. A black shirt riddled with holes.

The third child was trembling and silent for a while, and finally dropped his hands weakly.

The black-haired man raised his lips and smiled, stepped forward and pulled the boy who looked like a rice dumpling, ignoring the third child who was still holding a gun in his hand, the self-sufficient boy untied the hemp ropes on his legs and body, and removed the rag from his mouth.

But he didn't untie his hands, and didn't take off his blindfold.

"Aren't you leaving?" the black-haired man said without looking up.

The third child seemed to be awakened by this sentence, and instantly looked at the black-haired man like a ghost, and scrambled around the black-haired man and walked out the door.But the black-haired man who seemed to let him go pulled out the pistol from his waist at this moment. The gun was aimed at the thigh of the third child.The third child threw himself at the door, listening to the death-like footsteps behind him, and crawled desperately towards the door...

Until he saw the black boot toe appearing in front of him.Looking up, it was the black gun muzzle facing his forehead.

"What, it's a surprise?" The black-haired man laughed. "How can I let someone who has seen me like this live?"

The third child opened his mouth, as if he had lost his voice.After a while, his somewhat slack pupils gathered again, and he climbed up and grabbed the boot toe of the black-haired man with both hands, buried his face on the ground, and his whole body was shaking. "I-I don't want to die...!"

The black-haired man frowned slightly, and then said with a smile, "Death is a good thing. If you die, you will be free." He restrained his smile again, and whispered, "Some people, want to You can't die."

The third child buried his head in a daze for a moment, but in the next second.

"boom!"

"The monster... I'm the only one after all." The black-haired man looked at the third child's body and thought silently, then sat down against the wall as if extremely tired.

But as soon as he sat down, the black-haired man pulled out a cigarette familiarly, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a quick puff, then took the cigarette away and said to the blindfolded boy with his hands tied, "You are Shen Ling, that's right." Bar."

"En." The young man with a bruised nose and a swollen face responded weakly.

"Sit there obediently and wait for a while, and I will take you home later."

The boy nodded obediently.

The black-haired man ignored him, quickly put the cigarette in his mouth after speaking, took out a delicate knife from his pocket, tore open the trouser legs, opened the wound - digging out bullets.

Half an hour, 4 cigarettes.From the legs to the body, there were 27 bullet holes in the whole body. Excluding the bullets that were pierced and were picked off by the black-haired man at that time, there were still 9 bullets that were stuck deeper and needed to be pulled out with a knife.

The body of the black-haired man was bleeding like dozens of blood bags had been smashed.His face was pale without any blood—this was not a metaphor or an exaggeration, but a fact.The fine and long strands of hair were drenched in cold sweat and stuck to his cheeks.

Finally, he put away the knife, leaned against the wall comfortably as if he was done, and lit a cigarette again—only this time, his hands were shaking a little.But after taking a sip, the expression on his face is enough to be described as "a cigarette afterwards is better than a living god".This is really extremely disproportionate to this bloody scene.

After smoking a cigarette, the black-haired man stood up staggeringly against the wall, pulled the boy with his hands bound and blindfolded out of the abandoned building, crossed the empty courtyard, and placed the boy outside the courtyard wall where he was parked He got on the co-pilot of his sports car and told him to sit obediently and not move. He walked around to the back of the car to open the trunk, carried a box and went back into the abandoned building.

He found the bathroom and turned on the faucet. Although the water flow was small, it was obviously still usable.The black-haired man stripped himself cleanly, washed the large blood stains on his body with water, washed the wound with hydrogen peroxide and normal saline, injected hemostatic agent, applied medicine, applied a bandage, and cleaned up the newly spilled blood. It took about an hour When he came out again, he was already dressed in a cool black T-shirt and jeans.He rinsed the sunglasses under the tap, put them on his paler face, and walked back with the box containing the remaining items.

He put the suitcase back into the trunk, then came out with a barrel of gasoline and a package, and went into the abandoned building. After a while, he backed out of the building. The package in his hand was gone, and the gasoline barrel was more than half empty.The black-haired man sprinkled the remaining gasoline all the way to the door of the driver's seat, threw the empty gasoline barrel aside, then went around and opened the door of the passenger's seat, completely untied the boy, took off his blindfold, hooked Hooking his lips and smiling slightly at him, "I'll take you home." Before the boy could react, he closed the car door, walked around to the other side, opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and quickly lit a cigarette.

When the black-haired man exhaled the first smoke ring, Shen Ling coughed from the smell of the smoke.Then it seemed that he was afraid of offending the black-haired man, so he shrank timidly.

The black-haired man paused for a moment, glanced at Shen Ling, took a deep puff, and smoked the end of the cigarette until it was scarlet. Foot gas pedal to drive away.

After driving for a short distance, there was a loud explosion behind him. Shen Ling looked out the car window and saw that the abandoned building in the wilderness where he was detained for a week had collapsed, and flames burst out of the window.

Shen Ling: "..."

Shen Ling sat back and secretly looked at the taciturn man curiously - his face was as thin as his figure, and under the background of the wide lenses, the whole face seemed narrower and narrower.His face was very fair and his skin was very delicate. If it wasn't for the sharp edges and corners, he might be mistaken for the face of a woman who knows how to take care of himself extremely well.His lips were thin, showing a dull burgundy against the sickly pale complexion.The bridge of the nose is high.The outlines of the eyes exposed on the side of the sunglasses are narrow and sharp.The eyelashes are not curled, but they are very long.

Shen Ling couldn't make any assessment of the black-haired man whose overall face was covered by sunglasses, but at least he felt that the black-haired man was very delicate.

"Hmm." The boy who secretly rubbed the bruise caught the handkerchief thrown to him.

"There are essential oils in the box." The black-haired man pointed to the glove box in front of the co-driver.

"...Thank you." Shen Ling thanked, opened the lid, and found all kinds of bottles and jars inside.

"The little green bottle."

"Oh." Shen Ling took out the bottle, poured a little essential oil on the handkerchief, pressed it on the bruise and rubbed it silently.

The black-haired man looked at Shen Ling, "How old is it?"

"13."

The black-haired man clicked his tongue twice and didn't speak any more. He rested on the car window with one hand and held the steering wheel with the other, and continued to drive the car carelessly.

"Brother, what's your name?" Taking the opportunity of returning the handkerchief, Shen Ling mustered up the courage to speak up.

"...You don't need to know."

"Is it our newly hired bodyguard?"

"Bodyguard?" The black-haired man asked back as if he had heard a funny joke, but didn't speak again.

Walking to the downtown area, the black-haired man stopped the car in front of a small shop, bought a vanilla ice cream, a bottle of vitamin drink and a hamburger, and returned to Shen Ling.Shen Ling took it happily, "Thank you brother."

The black-haired man turned on the ignition and drove the car. "It's 33 yuan in total. Ask Boss Shen to add it to the remuneration."

Shen Ling took a bite of the hamburger, choked for a long time before swallowing this sentence, and then let out a muffled oh.

The black-haired man parked the car at the corner of No.19 Street, pressed the button to open the passenger door, "Go back."

Shen Ling looked at him and asked, "Myself?"

The black-haired man laughed, "This is No.19 Street. Besides, it's only a few steps away, so what are you afraid of?"

Shen Ling bit her lip pitifully and looked at him.The black-haired man said helplessly, "I'm looking at you." Shen Ling reluctantly got out of the car.

Before closing the car door, Shen Ling asked again, "Aren't you going with me to pay the money and deliver the goods?"

The black-haired man smiled calmly, "Boss Shen knows exactly who he hired."

Shen Ling grabbed the car window and refused to leave, "Are you interested in being my full-time bodyguard?"

The black-haired man pushed the sunglasses, "My master has someone."

"I can give you more commission!"

The black-haired man looked at him with big sunglasses and said nothing.

Shen Ling looked at him, had no choice but to close the car door and leave.

The black-haired man watched Shen Ling from the car window until he walked to the door of Shen's villa and rang the doorbell. Afterwards, a large group of people rushed out to pull him in, and then kicked the accelerator and drove the car into the feasting night. .

The author has something to say: 1. Shen Ling is not Gu Yan, just a passerby.This chapter is mainly to make Gong Jun look handsome~!

2. At the current point of time, the general public does not know the existence of "supernatural beings". ——I will explain it later, but I am afraid that the babies will be confused, so I will explain it first.After all, Gu Yan didn't know there were supernatural beings until he was spoiled by spoilers.

3. This is a pseudo-supernatural world, except for the immortal Gongjun, everyone else is normal.

4. The most important thing is not to die, and to fall in love, hahahaha~