The third floor of the Red Eyes Club is not allowed to be climbed by ordinary people.
Usually eligible to climb to the third floor are a few mysterious figures who often appear in the Red Eyes Club, they have absolute privileges in this bar, and they also have a deadly charm, they can always easily do something that ordinary drinkers find incredible, and they can always catch every prey they fancie, sometimes women, sometimes men.
In this city, the Red Eyes Club is a bar full of mysteries.
And in this bar, these people are the most mysterious existence.
But now, on Friday, when they were all present, causing the drinkers to go crazy and spend an unforgettable night, unexpectedly no one appeared on the first floor, but neatly gathered in the luxurious and exquisite living room on the third floor of the bar.
They are usually mysterious and confident in the eyes of others, but their faces at this time are also deep.
They sat or stood, staring at the coffins on the expensive carpet in the hall.
It should be said that it is a coffin, although it is only a large cardboard box, but the packaging is very tight, and now the plastic tape on it has been torn off, revealing the people inside the box, and there have been blood stains leaking out of the box, wetting the exquisite carpet.
The air seemed to freeze.
Everyone present stared at the person in the box, and there was no breath for a long time.
On their faces with different expressions, you can see all kinds of expressions of anger, horror, disgust, fear, etc., but the only thing that is the same is that each of these expressions is very strong, with a sense of impact that goes straight to people's hearts, no matter who sees their most familiar partner, but suddenly becomes like this and is sent to themselves, they will produce this kind of incredible anger.
"Ghost man, just dead?"
I don't know how long it took before an incredible voice rang out in the room.
His voice suppressed anger and trembling, and his voice rose sharply: "Who did this?" "
"Who is so ruthless?"
"Ghost boy brother, he ..."
A girl's voice was crying: "He was tortured and killed at all..."
In addition, an old voice sounded, full of fear: "Yes... Is it a hellish organization? Only they ..."
"No, the Hell Organization only kills people when they want to, how did they deliberately do this?"
"This ... This is something that only people with special hobbies do, right? "
"..."
In the midst of the roar of rage, only the leader of the Red Eyes Club was silent with a sinking face.
Dressed in heavy white fur and with an ivory cane in his hand, he sat on the leather sofa in the middle of the hall, and even his companion in the box glanced at it at first, and then stopped looking, but lowered his eyes thoughtfully.
"Captain, do you know anything?"
Beside him, an angry young man in a jacket whispered, "Tell us what to do." "
"Who the hell did that?"
"We ... We want to avenge the ghost man, no matter who the other party is, we must ..."
"..."
Listening to his inquiry, all eyes followed, but the man in white fur remained silent.
It was only when everyone was already getting a little impatient that he suddenly slowly raised his head.
A pair of bright red eyes, almost dripping blood, with a certain demonic aura, looked at the stairs outside the hall on the third floor.
"Let's greet the guests first!"
"..."
"It's the first time I've made an official debut, so be cautious."
At this time, Yang Jia was taking Xiao Huan and spiraling up the stairs, ignoring the forbidden signs at the staircase.
Whispered, with an indifferent expression: "But don't show fear in front of these people." "
"Hmm."
Xiao Huan agreed, but he was also a little curious: "Why?" "
"Because we are afraid of this emotion, we instinctively want to arouse the sympathy of others, show our surrender and harmlessness to our opponents, and hope to be forgiven by the other party, but in our world, nothing will forgive us, so it is useless to be afraid."
"It will only affect our judgment and lower the evaluation of you."
"Once people see you as weak, then it will be difficult for them to develop respect for you."
"The survival rule of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is useless here, it will only make you usher in more trouble and miss more opportunities."
"Therefore, pretending to be a tiger and eating a pig is our iron law of survival."
"..."
Explaining slowly, she suddenly shook her head and said with a smile: "Of course, maybe it's superfluous to say this to you." "
"How can this be considered redundant?"
Xiao Huan thought to himself, he was a newcomer, and he had to learn everything...
In the middle of a whispered conversation, they had already walked up the stairs, and as soon as they looked up, Xiao Huan saw a luxurious hall with two doors wide open.
I also saw seven or eight people sitting or standing in the hall, including a fierce-looking man, an old man in low-key clothes, and a girl in a miniskirt, who were looking up at each other, with different eyes, but with a faint red light in their eyes.
"This is the Red Eyes Club?"
As soon as he saw them, Xiao Huan felt a slight nervousness in his heart.
It is easy to determine that they are strangers, and every stranger has a special temperament.
It may not be visible in ordinary times, but compared with the aborigines, it is unusually clear.
They are all strangers, people who are excluded from this world like themselves.
If Xiao Huan had seen them before, he might have been excited and felt that he had found the same kind.
But now, I know that these people have bad intentions towards them, and each of them has strange powers...
He suddenly felt a little pressured in his heart, but he still overcame it quietly and walked straight in with Yang Jia.
"Miss Yang Jia..."
After Yang Jia entered the living room, it was obvious that the bodies of the people present were slightly tense.
Their faces showed a look of vigilance, or hostility, and it seemed that everyone present knew Yang Jia, but they were not friendly.
Only the man who sat on the sofa in the middle, with a white cane, his eyes sank slightly:
"What wind brought you to us?"
"..."
Yang Jia met the different eyes around her, but smiled politely, and her gaze seemed to sweep over the cardboard box in the middle:
"I heard that there was a death in the Red Eyes Club, so I'll come and take a look."
"..."
"Huh!"
When Yang Jia said this sentence very easily, the faces of the people present changed instantly.
Someone jumped up from the sofa suddenly, tense all over, someone suddenly pulled out two daggers from the back waist, and some people instantly pulled out the gun and held it in their hands.
The people present were not stupid: the ghost man's corpse himself had only just seen it, so how did Yang Jia know?
This matter undoubtedly has something to do with her.
And at the moment when everyone around him became nervous, the man on the sofa in the middle also clenched the ivory cane in his hand hard.
His bewitching red eyes showed a cold light, and he looked at Yang Jia deadly: "So, you killed the person?" "
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was even more surprised.
When he asked this sentence, Ling Ping's gaze had already jumped from behind Yang Jia to behind her.
He looked at the pale man who was following Yang Jia, wearing blue overalls and a pale face, and asked this sentence.
Just now, they were all attracted by Yang Jia's attention, and no one dared to relax in the slightest, until this moment, they noticed this young man who followed Yang Jia in, and many people had a sudden shock in their hearts at this moment, and questions suddenly arose:
"Who is this person? Never seen ..."
"..."
And Xiao Huan was suddenly stared at by so many eyes, and he was really nervous in his heart.
So he slowly raised his head, met the strange red eyes, and smiled: "It's me." "
I was a little nervous, but my thinking was quick.
Human instinct dictates that we often subconsciously deny things that are not good for us, even if the facts are already in front of us.
But this is actually of no use in the slightest, and will only make you look flustered and undignified.
Xiao Huan also figured this out, and simply admitted it directly.
Not only don't panic, but also show a little polite smile.
"Whoa...
But these two short words, listening to the ears of the members of the Red Eyes Club, were tantamount to triggering a violent explosion, and the members of the Red Eyes Club, who were already sad about the death of the rabbit and the fox and the death of their companions, were instantly detonated like a volcano.
"Is that him?"
"Is it that he brutally tortured and killed the ghost man?"
"He actually admitted it, and he even had a smile on his face?"
"..."
Not only were everyone present furious, but a man in a jacket sitting on the oblique side, his eyes were full of bloodshots, he took two quick steps with a bang, and the gun in his hand was raised at once, pointing at Xiao Huan's temple, and gritting his teeth:
"How do you want to die?" "
This scene made the people present slightly shocked and worried.
After all, this person came with Yang Jia...
"..."
Xiao Huan was really taken aback in his heart, from childhood to adulthood, where has he been pointed at a gun...
... The only few experiences I have have are self-pointing at others.
I wanted to look at Yang Jia, but Xiao Huanxuan even remembered what Yang Jia told him.
It's the first time I've seen so many strangers, or rather, it's the first time I've entered the circle of strangers.
Do you really want to show the cowardice that you need Yang Jia's help as soon as possible?
No.
So he slowly turned around, looked at the black muzzle of the man in the jacket, and smiled calmly on his face:
"Are you going to shoot?"
"..."
The man in the jacket was stunned for a moment.
Looking at that unusually calm face, I somehow remembered the ghost man in the cardboard box, and my heart was shocked.
"Hehe..."
Xiao Huan looked into his eyes and slowly took out a pistol from his pocket.
Then he gently pulled the gun on the leash, and in the eyes of everyone, he slowly raised it, pointing at the face of the man in the jacket.
"?"
The man in the jacket's eyes widened, he didn't understand, why did this person do this?
You can't see that I'm pointing a gun at you?
Xiao Huan's ignorance and calmness caused him great psychological pressure, and he was impulsive again and again in his heart, but until he watched Xiao Huan raise the gun and finally point it at his face, he actually couldn't do anything, but began to become more and more nervous, and sweat beads oozed from his forehead.
"If you don't dare to drive, what are you holding a gun and pointing at blindly?"
And Xiao Huan, who raised the gun, formed a situation where he pointed at each other with the man in the jacket, and then he frowned.
Suddenly the trigger was pulled.