The night is like ink, and the silence is ......

Ling Xiu walked slowly on the deserted street, his slender figure stretched long on the ground against the backdrop of the street lamp.

Black slim pants, high-top yellow-brown hiking shoes, with a black shirt and Shura mask, the whole person seems to be wandering in the world of death, alone but has a proud momentum, as if the night belongs to him alone.

Cai Yubin died, Xiao Peach Blossom also died, even the internal organs were taken out, the bloody picture has been stimulating his brain nerves, because of that scene, he suddenly recalled the nightmares about Ling Xue that he used to have, but Xiao Peach Blossom replaced Ling Xue, and the mutant replaced the zombie.

"Whew...... For...... Wow......"

A cacophony of footsteps rang out, clear in the silence of the night.

Ling Xiu stopped and turned his head to look at the street on the right, but it was He Xiaonan and a dozen of her subordinates.

And He Xiaonan also saw him at this time, and couldn't help but be stunned.

After seeing the owl capture Nanxun, she was stunned in place, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, and then led her subordinates to search for all the places where she thought it was possible to hide the owl, Nanxun had the grace of knowing her, even if she knew that her strength was very small, it did not affect her determination to save Nanxun at all.

But she never expected that at this time, she would meet the variants who had fought with Nanxun and Black and White Impermanence before, which made her a little at a loss for a while, and at the same time, a series of questions came to her brain.

Wasn't he saved by another mutant, how could he be here? He changed his clothes, and the wounds on his body seemed to be healed, and his hair, why was it black? Could it be that the inside has been battered and can no longer show the form of the variant?

He Xiaonan's eyes widened and he looked at Ling Xiu without blinking.

A group of her subordinates also stood in place with a sense of arrogance, they had witnessed the previous battle to find Wulu, and the one standing in front of them at the moment was a variant with terrifying strength, and their claws could easily tear apart people's bodies.

The air was viscous and dull, and everyone only felt a strong sense of oppression enveloping them, and they subconsciously put their hands on the gun on their waists, but even so, they couldn't feel a sense of security.

Ling Xiu stared at them quietly for a moment before retracting his gaze and stepping past them, calmly and calmly, as if these people were all air, and it didn't matter whether they existed or not.

"Stop!"

He Xiaonan took a step forward at this time, pulled out his pistol and aimed at Ling Xiu's back, and asked loudly, "Ling Xiu, are you Ling Xiu?" ”

Ling Xiu ignored her and continued to walk forward as if he hadn't heard of her.

"I told you to stop, didn't you hear?" He Xiaonan took a few more steps forward and shouted with a hint of threat.

The feeling of being ignored made her feel angry in her heart, if it was someone else, she would definitely not dare to stand up and question, but Ling Xiu was different, she had never thought that Ling Xiu would be a terrifying variant of strength, it was like there had always been a person around her who she hated and had an equal status, but suddenly one day she was told that person had reached a realm that she could not reach or even set foot in.

The sense of disparity generated at this moment made her unable to accept it no matter what!

Ling Xiu still ignored it, walking unhurriedly, getting farther and farther away from her.

He Xiaonan was in a hurry, and in the frightened looks of her subordinates, the ghost pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

The bullet bursts out of the chamber, tears through the air, and flies out with an unrivaled momentum.

Ling Xiu, who was originally walking calmly forward, suddenly flashed a step to the side as if teleporting, and the bullet flew by whizzing in his left ear. He stood still, turned his head, and looked at He Xiaonan with a pair of scarlet eyes.

"Goodong~"

Although he was looking at He Xiaonan, the rest of the police~ inspectors also broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, as if they were being stared at by a terrible demon.

He Xiaonan's body trembled, and the invisible sense of oppression made her heart feel like it was being pinched tightly by a big hand, and a strong sense of suffocation pressed on her heart.

"Open...... Shoot! ”

At this moment, her subordinates were too frightened to be shot.

"Bang bang bang ~" For a while, gunshots rang out.

Only by constantly pulling the trigger can they have some sense of security and feel that their lives are still in their own hands.

However, all in vain!

Ling Xiu's body was like electricity, through the rain of bullets, and in the blink of an eye, he struck up, his hand turned into a knife, and it fell down on the back of the necks of those police~inspectors, and every police~inspector who was attacked fell to the ground with convulsions.

He Xiaonan turned around and only put on a Shura mask with an indifferent smile, while her subordinates were all lying on the ground. Before she could come to her senses, a large hand whistled and patted her on the shoulder.

"Poof!"

The power of the furious sea swept over, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood and flew backwards, smashing on the hard ground, the pain spreading throughout her body, and she could not get up from the ground for a while.

The vision became a little blurry, only to see Ling Xiu's back slowly disappearing away until it completely disappeared into the night, and she was also unconscious at this moment.

******

To the west of District 1 is the suburbs, where many wealthy people occupy a hill and build private villas, and Chu Jinglong's residence is here.

In the courtyard of the villa, Nanxun was tied to a cross, her whole body was drenched in blood, and the wounds were all over the place, all of which were caused by whipping, and those wounds were sprinkled with salt, and the pain was unbearable, she had been unconscious for I don't know how many times, but every time she was unconscious, she would be woken up by a basin of cold water, and then then she was subjected to ruthless and cruel whipping.

was already too weak to do anything, and now that she was tortured like this, she only had one breath left.

She tried hard to hold her tired and heavy eyelids, looking at the hidden faction and the evil faction that were confronting each other in the compound, frowning slightly, a little unable to understand the situation in front of her.

"Old fellow, we have always kept the well water from the river, what do you mean by that?" Chu Jinglong asked coldly.

Now he doesn't even bother to wear a mask, anyway, in his eyes, Nanxun is already a dead man, what can he do if a dead man knows his identity.

Nan Songyang said firmly and clearly: "I want to take her away!" ”

His voice was still hoarse, his mask was still on, and he couldn't face his daughter as she really was.

Hearing this, Chu Jinglong laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

After laughing, his face sank, and he said coldly: "Why? How old are you? ”

A group of members of the Owl Sect immediately revealed their mutant forms, and their anger was monstrous.

Nan Songyang felt sorry for her daughter, so she didn't say anything more, and only gave an order: "Kill!" ”

There was no need to talk, and as a father, he fought to save his daughter today......