After some sex, as the man's body trembled, the whimpering moans finally quieted down, and the only thing left was the sound of breathing.

After a while, with the sound of getting dressed, a man and a woman came out of the darkness one after another.

The man did not leave immediately, but secretly smoked a cigarette at the edge of the sewage sedimentation area.

He looks to be in his thirties, with a stubble on his face and fairly standard facial features. Generally speaking, he is a handsome and handsome type of uncle.

But the woman with sweaty hair and disheveled clothes is much younger.

Although her appearance is not outstanding, her skin is eye-catchingly white.

In this filthy place, it is as eye-catching as a white lotus emerging from the mud but not stained.

"Hey, give me one." The woman walked up behind the man and asked for a cigarette.

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he took out the cigarette he had just taken two puffs of and stuffed it into the woman's mouth.

He lit another one after him, and then the two of them just leaned on the side of the entrance gate of the sewage sedimentation area and puffed away.

Neither of them spoke during this period.

But when the woman finished smoking, she skillfully took out a dagger from behind and plunged it directly into the man's throat.

The handsome uncle who had a lewd smile just a second ago never dreamed that the woman he had captured shortly after they met was a "poisonous scorpion" who only wanted his life.

From the dagger being pierced, to the blood gushing out, to the woman dodging and the man falling to the ground.

The whole process only took about ten seconds.

The man was still struggling to survive, clutching his neck and flopping on the ground like a bleeding chicken.

But the woman didn't give him a chance. She raised the knife and then struck the man on the back several times.

Blood flowed freely, and soon the ground was covered with blood...

The man didn't struggle for long before he stopped moving.

Look at the man on the ground dead.

The woman put away the dagger, squatted down, and picked up a drop of blood with her fingers.

Gently smearing it on her lips, the bloody smell made her make sounds of even more joy than before.

This weird scene would probably frighten ordinary people if they saw it, but the person peeping at all this in the dark is not an ordinary person. It can even be said... he is not considered a human being.

"Hey, you've been following me for so long, and you've been watching me for so long, aren't you going to come out and meet me?" A woman enjoying a happy moment does not completely relax her vigilance.

She suddenly turned her head and stared at the figure in the darkness with her dark eyes. Her red lips and her pale, snowy skin formed a strange beauty.

The figure in the darkness slowly came out.

He was wearing a knee-length windbreaker with a somewhat worn hood, and his hands were wrapped in gray cloth strips.

Shadows covered his face, and even his voice sounded as ethereal as an illusory whisper.

He asked: "Who are you? Why do you want to kill people?"

The woman smiled. She lowered her head and looked at the corpse at her feet and said, "Killing? An interesting metaphor."

"simile?"

"Yes, just like someone asked you why you slaughtered the lamb. The little thing that grew up eating grass in the pasture is so furry and cute. Why did you cut its throat and drain its blood?

Cut off its skin, then pierced its flesh and blood with iron skewers and roasted it on the fire? What's your answer?"

He didn't answer because he already knew the answer.

"boom!"

There are no exaggerated movements, the mysterious man's killer move is the first move he makes.

It's a pity that he underestimated the opponent's strength.

The hand knife was slowly pulled out from the wall, and the cloth ripped apart, revealing an aqua-blue light.

A woman understands it after just one glance.

"Grrrr, that's interesting. Is the transformation not thorough enough? Or are you falling in love with role-playing?"

The mysterious man ignored her at all and launched a new round of attack.

The woman stopped talking nonsense. She took out her dagger and engaged the mysterious man at close range.

Every move the two make is a killing move.

In just ten seconds, there was a collision of frightening forces!

The woman's dagger pierced the mysterious man's abdomen, and the mysterious man's left fist shattered the woman's ribs, and then hit her neck with his right fist.

After a crisp sound, the woman's neck was broken.

Her eyes were instantly filled with blood. Her right hand weakly released the dagger she was holding tightly, and she fell backwards, staggered a few steps, and fell down.

After this woman was killed, the mysterious man coldly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

But there was no blood on the dagger.

The dagger, which was heavy and as cold as ice, was held in the hand of the mysterious man and examined carefully for a while before being thrown directly into the sewage pool.

Then he dragged the bodies of the woman and the man and threw them down.

The blood foam in the dark green sewage pool was quickly washed away by the new sewage.

It's like nothing happened.

After handling all this, the mysterious man turned around and left.

Suddenly a bullet was shot from nowhere and hit the mysterious man directly in the back of the heart.

The bullet pierced through the heart, and water-like blood sprinkled on the ground.

After the mysterious man swayed for a moment, he knelt on one knee, clutching his chest and breathing heavily.

In the dark corner, Masato Shimizu moved her crosshair upward, and this time she aimed at the head of the mysterious man.

It seemed that he sensed the breath of death. At the moment when Masato was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly turned around and raised his hand, facing the place where Masato was with his palm, and shook it in the air!

Masato's pupils dilated and he suddenly turned over and hid to the side.

But the twisted force still grabbed her hair and twisted everything around it to pieces.

Touching his head, Masato looked frightened. When he lowered his head again to look for the mysterious man, he was no longer where he was.

After being in a daze for a second, Masato hurriedly got up and ran towards the way he came.

Her running speed is much faster than ordinary people, and her body movement is so dynamic and fluid that it is jaw-dropping.

It's a pity that Masato Shimizu, who showed charming style at this time, did not have the audience to cheer for her, only the danger that was approaching in the darkness.

The pipe height difference between the sewage sedimentation area and the water purification area is fifty-five meters. The 231-level ladder became Qingshui Masato's life-saving straw at this moment.

She climbed up with all her strength.

And the darkness behind is closing in step by step.

The lights flickered several times and then began to turn off one after another. The mysterious man seemed to be the devil who brought darkness, and every breath he took resounded in Qingshui Masato's ears.

She was terrified! Really terrified!

Finally, after hearing the chatter of the staff above his head, Masato Shimizu seemed to see a glimmer of light.

The darkness behind him finally stopped approaching.

Shimizu Masato, who crawled out of the passage with a slightly messy hairdo, didn't care about the expressions of the two stunned staff members and ran away directly.

She ran all the way and looked back all the way.

It wasn't until she finally returned to the bustling neighborhood and could see the axis pillars supporting the shelter that she took off her mask and gasped for air.

But her body-shaping black outfit was still too eye-catching.

Passers-by looked sideways.

Masato noticed this and smiled awkwardly, quickly found a place to cover up and activated the mimicry disguise.

After "changing" into ordinary clothes, Masato Shimizu's breathing became much easier.

With a smile on her face, she walked down the street as usual to see if there was anything suitable she wanted to buy.

But when she looked up again and looked in the direction she came from.

The hooded man was standing less than ten meters away from her.

There were many people between the two of them, but at that moment, Masato felt that only she and him were left in the world.

Although there was no longer darkness around him, his slightly shabby clothes looked harmless.

But Yaren seemed to be immobilized and did not dare to move.

‘Who is he? Will he do something here? Why does he give me a familiar feeling?’ At that moment, many question marks appeared in Masato’s mind.

Seeing the beautiful girl in front of him looking at the distance, the vendor was stunned, so he smiled and reminded: "Girl, if you really like this bracelet, I can sell it to you cheaper."

Yaren came back to her senses after hearing the sound, she lowered her head and looked at the hawker blankly.
To be continued...