After a short time, the girl walked back with a tray, put a bottle of Volga in front of Tang Yin, and then looked at him deeply, and Fang slowly walked away.
Opening the lid, Tang Yin poured a full glass, and as soon as he raised his head, the wine in the cup was drunk by him.
The high concentration of alcohol went down his stomach, like countless knives, slashing around his body, he closed his eyes, and his fingers pounded sharply on the table.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, and for a moment, it seemed as if two rays of light came out of his eyes, but they were only very brief and fleeting.
Tang Yin let out a long breath, pushed the wine bottle and wine glass forward, then took out his wallet, took out a few hundred-yuan bills, put them neatly on the table, stood up, and walked towards the back door of the ballroom.
He knew he shouldn't go this way, but his legs weren't controlled.
The ballroom is glamorous and richly decorated, while the alley behind the ballroom is a different scene, dark, damp, dirty, and cluttered, with only one wall of pavilions, but one heaven and one hell.
Out of the back door, a smell of rotting garbage rushed to his face, and Tang Yin couldn't help frowning.
At this time, a groan was heard from the depths of the alley.
The voice was very low and faint, ordinary people would not hear it, but it could not escape Tang Yin's ears.
He turned around and walked straight into the depths of the alley.
The narrow alley was dim and frighteningly dark, and in the middle of the night, there was an indescribable horror, and the deeper you went, the more it seemed like you were approaching the mouth of a giant monster.
Walking more than ten meters away, I saw a group of people squatting in the corner of the alley, the four bald men put the delirious girl on the ground, the clothes had already been stripped naked, the four of them were around, and they were holding their hands on it, laughing and whispering from time to time.
Suddenly, they heard footsteps behind them, and the four of them were frightened, and hurriedly raised their heads and looked back.
At first, the distance was far, and they didn't see Tang Yin's appearance clearly, but when he got closer, the four bald heads saw it clearly, and at the same time let out a sigh of relief, it turned out to be the cowardly little white face in the dance hall.
The good thing was disturbed by others as soon as it began, and the bald man led by Ziteng stood up straight, his face was fierce, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he stared at Tang Yin viciously, like a vicious wolf that had been robbed of food, and he might pounce on it and bite Tang Yin at any time.
Tang Yin's heart was also very conflicted at this time, hanging his head, when he walked past the four bald heads and girls, his footsteps did not stop, but walked over slowly.
"Snort" Someone in the bald head sneered, Tang Yin's indifference turned into cowardice in their eyes, and also became a catalyst for their unscrupulousness, someone said coldly: "Count you kid smart, dare to cause trouble, Lao Tzu will fucking kill you with a knife" "Haha junior, don't scare him, look at his fetal hair hasn't shed, maybe he's still a student."
"What a student, I think he's a mongrel" Several bald men shouted and ridiculed me word by word, their voices became louder and louder, and their words became more and more ugly.
Hearing the word mongrel, Tang Yin, who had already walked over, suddenly stopped and stopped.
He hadn't heard the word mongrel in years.
He was an orphan and has been living in a remote mountain village in the northeast since he was adopted.
When he was young, many people scolded him with these two words, but now, those people no longer exist.
He stood in the alley, with his back to the bald man, half-turned his head, and asked with a smile: "What did you just say?"
"Say what" A bald man laughed angrily and scolded loudly, "Say you're a bastard, a fucking bastard." ” Tang Yin exhaled, it seemed that he was not angry, but more like he was relieved in his heart.
He slowly turned around and walked straight towards the four bald men.
The four of them were stunned for a moment, and then they faced Tang Yin-for-tat, standing in a fan shape in front of him, and the bald man at the head sneered: "Boy, what are you going to do to find trouble?"
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly, a terrifyingly bright electric light flashed in the dark alley, and only a click could be heard in the ear chakra, and then look at the bald man, the big bald head of the round winter actually fell from his neck, fell to the ground, and rolled out of the grunt, and then, with a pounce, a cavity of hot blood spurted out from his broken neck, like a red fountain, in the dark night, enchanting, and ghostly.
"Ahh The other three bald heads could barely believe their eyes, and they raised their hands in a daze, touched the blood splashed on their faces, and then looked at the corpses that were still standing in place and had not fallen, and let out a creepy scream in unison.
I don't know when, Tang Yin had an extra crescent-shaped scimitar in his hand.
The blade is narrow, in the shape of a half-moon arc, and when you look at it coldly, it looks like a sickle.
It's just that it's a death scythe that can snatch away people's souls.
How he drew the knife, from which part of his body, and how he made the move, the three bald men and the dead one did not see clearly, all they saw was the sudden flash of lightning. thump A bald man with weak legs, kneeling on the ground, his face was pale, bloodless, his body was trembling, he looked up tremblingly, looked at Tang Yin, and said in a trembling voice: "Big brother, I'm us" Tang Yin didn't give him a chance to speak at all, the waning moon scimitar in his hand only flickered slightly, and the sharp tip of the knife had pierced deeply into the bald neck.
It was still a fatal knife, and the bald head didn't say a word, and he fell to the ground and died.
"Mom" At best, the bastards are involved in a fight, when have they ever seen such a scene, and how have they ever encountered such a powerful and vicious character.
The other two bald heads were frightened, both screamed, turned and ran.
The two of them threw off their legs and used their strength to escape, but in Tang Yin's eyes, it was almost as fast as a turtle crawling.
His body shook, and he rushed behind the two of them with only one arrow step, and the knife fell in his hand, and with two muffled sounds, the two of them were pierced in the back of the heart, and the crazy body snatched a few steps forward, only to fall headlong and die.
Hurry Tang Yin's knife is not a fast word.
The person who adopted him, that is, his master, once said that martial arts is to fight, and you must not be merciful when you shoot, that is, to kill your opponent, if you want to do this, you must have speed, there is no kung fu in the world that can solve the opponent in a slow and leisurely situation, including Tai Chi.
And power determines speed.
Therefore, when Tang Yin was only eight years old, even in the ice and snow, he had to take a big axe that was about the same length as him to go to the deep mountains and old forests to cut down a big tree that was thicker than his body.
If he fails to meet his master's requirements, when he returns, he can only go to grab food with his master's hounds.
When he was fifteen years old, he finally no longer had to take a big axe to cut down trees, and his master gave him a machete; When he was eighteen years old, the machete was replaced by a kitchen knife; When he was twenty years old, he killed his master, killing him in an open duel with true talent and learning.
In his childhood, he never understood what happiness was.
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During that time, he had already endured all the hardships that normal people could not endure for several lifetimes, so no matter how difficult and difficult the situation was after ri, he could persevere and grit his teeth to get through.
This is Tang Yin.
A man who will be respected, admired, feared, and hated by countless people in the future.
When the girl came to her senses, she was lying in the hospital, and when she asked the nurse why she was there, the nurse told her that it was a man who had brought him.
She asked: What kind of man is it?
The nurse was in a trance for a moment, and then smiled: "He is a very handsome boy who loves to laugh":