He stood up from the sofa, turned off the TV, picked up his cell phone, pulled it out, and asked, "Henry, is there any result in what I want you to check?" A Western man's voice rang out from the other end of the phone: "'Snow Demon', you have to be patient. I think this may be a trap, the purpose is to force you to show up."

The young man said coldly: "I know very well what to do, and you don't need to tell me."

Henry said helplessly: "I just found a little clue. The one who killed Dan Tai Xiuhe might be the 'Liushuilou'."

"'Liuyue Tower'?"

"Yes, they failed to assassinate Fu Chenxue last time, and this time they might want to take the opportunity to blame Fu Chenxue. Of course, we have some small holidays with "Liuyuelou". Last time you killed a few killers from "Blueyuelou" in the United States, they must have hated them to the core, so they played such a trick."

"Who is the person who broke into the police station building?"

"I don't know, I'm currently checking..."

"No need, tell me where is the entrance of the 'Liuyue Tower' in City G?"

"'Snow Demon', listen to me, things may not be as simple as you think..."

"Snow Demon" didn't say anything, and even Henry on the other end of the phone could feel the cold murderous aura. Henry sighed and said, "Okay, G City's 'Mangrove' Bar, No. 72, 'Hangzhou Road'... Be careful."

"Snow Demon" closed his phone, took out the phone card and threw it into the toilet, and took out a new card to replace it. His hands were dry and powerful, as precise and steady as the hour hand on a clock. A drop of water overflowed from the shower head and dripped down. The hand suddenly floated up, and half a sharp blade popped out from his fingers, and the water droplets fell on the tip of the knife. As the tip of the knife trembled, the water droplets spun for a few weeks, and then flew out like bullets. "Crash--" The dressing mirror on the wall was penetrated by the water droplets and fell to the ground. In each broken mirror, there was a cold and handsome face - cold as snow, as beautiful as a demon, hence the name "Snow Demon".

Fu Chenxue was also watching TV reports, and asked Yu Xuanji beside her while watching: "How deep is your knife?"

Yu Xuanji said: "The injury is in the 'Jianjing point', and the knife is one or two in depth. I am sure that it will definitely make Chen Tianlei hurt enough without leaving any sequelae."

Fu Chenxue smiled and said, "Very good. This knife is equivalent to stabbing Chen Tianlei's heart. He must compete with the 'Snow Demon'."

Yu Xuanji asked: "Chenxue, why did you ask me to pretend to be a 'snow demon' and assassinate Chen Tianlei?"

Fu Chenxue said: "Fake plays also have to make the 'real' taste. Some people want to muddy the water, so let's just let the water be more muddy. The 'Snow Demon' is arrogant and arrogant. This time he is forced to go to the forefront of his despair. He will definitely cause trouble for some people. Let's just wait and see what happens."

"Do you think the 'Snow Demon' will definitely take action?"

"Unless he is not a 'snow demon'!"

"This 'Snow Demon' is amazing?"

"He is the 'King of Killers'!"

"I have to fight him when I have time. What is he best at?"

"knife!"

"Knife? What kind of knife?"

"Scalpel!"

“…”

At night, the "Mangrove" bar was crowded with people, and music with strong metal texture resounded in every corner of the bar. The guests drank and danced, and some simply ran to the stage, shook their voices away, and sang Fu Chenxue's "The Moonlight in the Sea". As a result, before the second sentence was sung, there was a booing sound, and the man was knocked down from the stage. A young man in a snow-white suit sat in the corner, holding a glass of high-end French wine in his hand, staring at the crazy twisting bodies in the dance floor, watching the demons dance. His fingers were slender and fair, and more delicate than the pianist's hands. His face was extremely handsome. If you hadn't seen him, you wouldn't believe that there would be men in this world that were so beautiful that it would make any woman jealous. The eyes were clear and weird, and it could remind people of the deepest lake in the world, such as Lake Baikal on the East-West Siberian Plateau.

Two charming girls came over and said in a coquettish voice: "Sir, can we sit here?"

The young man frowned casually and said, "Whatever!"

The two girls sat down. Their dress was very fashionable. The upper body was a tight suspender shirt with a sexual feeling, and the lower body was short skirt that was too short to be shorter. The breasts were swollen and full. As they walked, the pair of big powder balls that made people dry mouth swayed up and down, and the "bumping edges" jumped. Moreover, the most bleeding thing was that there was nothing in the suspender shirt. It was completely a live version of the "real empty show". The two round red points were clearly visible and were about to come out. They sat in front of the young man and crossed one leg casually on the other. Their movements were elegant and graceful and imaginative. They were not women, but two living fairies. Every move, frown and smile could make men turn into demons and never get rid of them.

The slightly taller girl chuckled and said, "Sir, don't you invite us to drink?"

The young man looked at them, his eyes were like a thousand-year-old cold pond, and the water waves were uninterrupted: "I'm sorry, I like drinking by myself!"

The girl didn't feel embarrassed at all, snapped her fingers and asked the waiter to send two French "Grenaches" over. The plumper girl smiled and said, "Sir, are you alone?"

The young man looked at her, neither saying yes nor saying no.

The tall girl smiled and said, "Sir, do you know that you look so handsome? I bet that as long as you want, all the girls in the world are willing to marry you... Of course, it also includes me and 'Qinghe'." After the girl said that, she seemed to lower her head shyly.

The young man's cold eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons, just like the cold winter flowers blooming, making the two girls feel like dreams, "She is called 'Qinghe', what are your names?"

The tall girl blurted out and said, "My name is 'Honglian', sir, what's your name?" The young man returned to the indifference he had just now and slowly said, "Everyone calls me a 'demon'!"

"Demon?" Qinghe exclaimed, "Are you a human demon?" As soon as he said that he had caused a big disaster, he quickly covered his red lips with his small hands and looked at the young man in horror with his big eyes.

The cold light in the young man's eyes passed by like a blade, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. He took a sip of wine and said lightly: "Whether human or demon is, what's the difference?"

Qinghe panicked: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean that..."

Honglian smiled and said, "A man is a human being when he sees that we have no reaction. Of course, you are not. Sir, are I right?" After Honglian said that, she looked at the young man provocatively.
Chapter completed!