After a short time, the girl came back with a tray, put a bottle of Volga in front of Tang Yin, then looked at him deeply, and Fang walked away slowly.

When he opened the lid, Tang Yin filled a glass and just looked up, he drank all the wine in the glass.

The high concentration of alcohol in his stomach, like countless knives, scratched around his body. He closed his eyes and beat his fingers hastily on the table. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, it seemed that two pure lights came out of his eyes, but they were very short and fleeting.

Tang Yin took a long breath, pushed the wine bottle and glass forward, then took out his wallet, took out a few hundred yuan bills, put them on the table, stood up and walked to the back door of the dance hall.

He knew he shouldn\'t go this way, but his legs were out of control.

The ballroom is bright and gorgeous, and the alley behind the ballroom is another scene. It is dark, wet, dirty and messy. Just a wall of the pavilion, it is a paradise and a hell.

Out the back door, a smell of garbage rotting came to Tang Yin\'s face. Tang Yin couldn\'t help frowning.

At this time, a sound of "Shen Yin" came from the depths of the alley. The voice is very low and weak. Ordinary people won\'t hear it, but it can\'t escape Tang Yin\'s ears.

He turned and walked straight into the deep part of the alley.

The narrow alley is dark and frighteningly dark. In the middle of the night, there is an unspeakable terror. The deeper you go, the more you seem to approach the mouth of a huge monster.

More than ten meters away, I saw a group of people squatting at the corner of the alley. The four bald men put the delirious girl on the ground. Their clothes had already been stripped away. The four people surrounded and were holding hands on her, laughing and whispering from time to time.

Coldly, they heard footsteps behind them. The four were so frightened that they quickly raised their heads and looked back.

At first, the distance was far away, and they didn\'t see Tang Yin clearly. When he approached, the four bald heads saw it clearly and breathed a sigh. It turned out to be the cowardly little white face in the dance hall.

The good thing was disturbed just at the beginning. The bald man Teng, the head, stood upright, with a fierce face on his face and fierce eyes, stared at Tang Yin fiercely, like a wolf robbed of food, and might jump up and bite Tang Yin at any time.

Tang Yin\'s heart was also very contradictory at this time. When he hung his head and walked past four bald heads and girls, his footsteps did not stop, but walked slowly.

"Hiss!"

Someone in the bald head sneered. Tang Yin\'s indifference turned into cowardice in their eyes and became a catalyst for their recklessness. Someone said coldly, "you\'re smart and dare to make trouble. I\'ll fucking kill you!"

"Ha ha! Third, don\'t scare him. He looks like he hasn\'t shed his fetal hair. He may still be a student!"

"What student! Shit, I think he\'s a bastard..."

Several bald men yelled and scolded at each other. Their voices became louder and louder, and their words became more and more ugly.

Hearing the word "bastard", Tang Yin, who had already passed, suddenly stopped. Bastard! He hasn\'t heard these two words for years. He is an orphan. After being adopted, he has been living in a remote mountain village in the northeast. 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 back and asked with a smile, "what did you just say?"

"Say what?" A bald man laughed angrily and shouted, "say you\'re an asshole and a fucking bastard."

Tang Yin exhaled. It seemed that he was not angry, but more like a sigh of relief in his heart.

He slowly turned back and walked straight towards the four bald men.

The four men were stunned at first, and then met Tang Yin tit for tat. They stood in a fan in front of him. The bald man in the head sneered: "boy, what are you doing? Do you want to make trouble..."

Before his voice fell, suddenly, a shocking electric light flashed out of the dark alley, and only a click was heard in his ears. Looking at the bald man, the big bald head in the middle of winter fell off his neck and fell to the ground. Gulu rolled out for a long time. Then, with a flutter, a cavity of hot blood gushed sh è from his broken neck, like a red fountain, In the dark, flirtatious, but ghostly.

"Ah --"

The other three baldheaded men could hardly believe their eyes. They raised their hands blankly, touched the blood beads splashed on their faces, and then looked at the bodies with different heads and headless bodies still standing in place. They all gave a creepy scream.

I don\'t know when Tang Yin had a waning moon shaped machete in his hand. The blade is narrow and in a half moon arc. It looks like a sickle in cold eyes. It\'s just a death sickle that can draw people away.

How he pulled out the knife, which part of his body he pulled out, and how he did it. The three bald men and the dead man didn\'t see clearly. All they saw was the sudden electric light.

Plop!

A bald man knelt on the ground with his legs soft. His face s è was white and bloodless. His body was shaking. He looked up at Tang Yin and said in a trembling voice, "big brother, i... we..."

Tang Yin didn\'t give him a chance to speak at all. The waning moon machete in his hand just flashed slightly, and the sharp tip of the machete had deeply penetrated into the root of the bald head\'s neck. It was still a fatal knife. The bald man fell to the ground and died without saying a word.

"Oh, my God..."

At best, gangsters are involved in a fight. When have they seen such a scene, and where have they met such a powerful and vicious person. The other two baldheaded were frightened, both screamed, turned and ran.

They threw off their legs and tried their best to escape, but in Tang Yin\'s eyes, it was almost as fast as the tortoise. His body shook, and with only one lunge, he ran behind them, and his hands fell. With two muffled sounds, both of them were pierced in the back of their hearts, and their running bodies took a few steps forward before they fell down and died.

Come on! Tang Yin\'s knife is a quick word.

The person who adopted him, that is, his master once said that martial arts is fighting and killing. You must never be merciful. It is to kill your opponent. To do this, you must have speed. There is no Kung Fu in the world that can solve your opponent in a slow situation, including Tai Chi.

Power determines speed. Therefore, when Tang Yin was only eight years old, even in the case of ice and snow, he would take a big axe longer than his height to cut down trees stronger than his body in the mountains and forests. If he can\'t meet his master\'s requirements, he can only grab food with his master\'s hound when he comes back.

When he was fifteen years old, he finally didn\'t have to take a big axe to cut trees. His master gave him a machete; When he was eighteen, the machete was replaced by a kitchen knife; When he was twenty years old, he killed his master. He killed him with real talent and learning in a fair duel.

In his childhood, he never understood what happiness is. During that time, he had finished all the hardships that normal people can\'t eat in their lives, so after r, no matter how hard and difficult the situation is, he can stick to it and bite his teeth.

This is Tang Yin.

A man who will be respected, worshipped, feared and hated by countless people in the future.

When the girl woke up, she was lying in the hospital. She asked the nurse why. At this time, the nurse told her that a man sent him. She asked: what kind of man is he. The nurse was in a trance, then smiled and said, "he is a handsome boy who loves to laugh!"