Weird Regulator - Chapter 356 : missing left eye

November 19, 2015, 3:57 in the morning.

Dongling Road, the old town, the vegetable market.

There was blood flowing in the cracks of the jet-black floor tiles, scouring the original color over and over again.

The extremely fishy smell emanated from the surroundings of this fish shop and blew far away with the wind.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and it was another gloomy day.

The sky has not yet brightened, there is only a faint peripheral vision, the man in the leather apron is killing the fourth fish.

The knife with a rusted handle was firmly grasped in the man's hand, and as the light of the knife flew, silver fish scales splashed on his apron and the ground.

The dead fish's eyes widened, witnessing the tragic state of being skinned to the bone before the dawn came.

The man's hair is gray and long, and his bangs cover his left eye. He looks a little handsome, but he is older, with wrinkles imprinted on his face, and the cigarette in his mouth drops ashes from time to time as the knife is swung.

A pair of eyes looked indifferently at the dead fish that he had cut into two pieces, and there was nothing else.

"Bang bang bang!"

It took him three minutes for the fourth fish to scrape the scales, eviscerate, cut into fillets, and pour it into a big red plastic bucket.

After the boot kicked, the man shouted without looking back:

"Second son, set it up and change the bucket."

"Master gotta."

The young guy called Second Son was full of energy in the early morning, ran from the back hall quickly, took the plastic bucket away, and put it back into a big blue plastic bucket.

He didn't leave with empty hands, and his eyes fell on the figure in Yupukou.

This man has a very strange shape. He wears a black trench coat and has waist-length black hair. He wears a mask and leans on a cane, which makes it very inconvenient to move.

He has been smoking a cigarette at the door, staring at the fish-killing master. There are more than ten cigarette butts under his feet, but he does not speak or leave.

Half an hour ago, he asked, but he didn't get an answer, so he felt even more strange, so he spoke.

"Sir, you are..."

"boom!"

The fish-killing man slashed the knife into the fish plate with force, and finally finished smoking the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and the long soot fell into the plastic bucket he just brought.

"Second son, I won't do business today, let's talk about it, I'll go out and do something."

The man has always been the type of vigorous and resolute since he speaks and does things. He didn't care that the second son had already pulled the leather apron off before he could react.

He kicked the plastic bucket outside back into the shop, threw his gloves on the chopping board, grabbed the phone next to him, and walked out.

The second son was still in a daze. He looked at the back of the master leaving, and saw that the long-haired man was also on crutches and followed closely behind.

Involuntarily scratching his head, he murmured:

"Could it be that the master is going to the bar again... Is it earlier to go now?"

……

The man in only a gray shirt walked in front, as if he was deliberately waiting for the long-haired man behind him, so he didn't walk fast.

Crossing the streets and alleys, in the wind and snow, the two walked one after the other for more than half an hour.

The sky is also bright.

Finally, after a round of twists and turns, the man walked into a bar.

The long-haired man stopped and looked at the sign of the bar, which was called "Demon", which translates to "Demon".

The location of Devil's Bar is very remote, and the entrance looks very shabby, with only one small door.

They also installed rolling shutters, which blocked half of the small doors, as if they were unwilling to open them to the outside world. Just by looking at the facade, they knew they were old.

The long-haired man shook his head slightly, then walked in.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a long straight road, extremely dark, and the long road of dozens of meters is only illuminated by a wall lamp in the central part.

Of course, there is no way to get lost on such a path.

And when he went into the depths, the long-haired man finally realized that this place was unique.

I also understand why the man who killed the fish brought him here.

Bars, of course, have music.

And the music playing here is playing a song from an album of a very small foreign band, the Devil Band.

It's called "The Lost Hell".

Naturally, this song was not heard by the long-haired man, but was written on the big screen when he entered the bar.

"heavy metal music……"

That's right, the theme of this bar is heavy metal. After the long walk, it is an extremely huge open hall.

Dark red is the main color, with oppressive black, there are almost no lights, but there are really many people.

Even though it was early in the morning, there were still a hundred or so numbers gathered here.

Everyone was surrounded by a high platform in the center of the bar. The square platform of more than ten square meters was like an octagonal cage.

A bewitching woman, releasing a white body that glowed in the dark, lay in an octagonal cage covered with red petals.

Like dead, but not dead.

She stared closely at a sculpture above the octagonal cage, it was a black skull.

But it's not a human head. It looks very strange in shape. With the color tone and melancholy darkness of this place, it is really as strange as the head of the devil.

"Roar!!!!"

As the song "The Lost Hell" reached its climax, the hoarse and roaring voice of the man in the song came out, and the atmosphere in the entire bar reached the highest point.

In the most eye-catching octagonal cage, the woman's body was not enough to cover a tablecloth, and she tore off a third of it again.

The head of the devil fell sharply and smashed into the chest of the woman lying flat in the cage.

A large number of red petals were shaken from the bottom of the cage, and the demon head returned to its original position.

The tremors of the organs, the painful moans of the women, the irritability of the music, the roars of the men in the stands, the red petals flying like blood~www.novelbuddy.com~ The long-haired man's brows are furrowed, his heart is beating wildly, all of this It was too similar to the haunted house situation he had experienced before.

"Why does this atmosphere, comparable to supernatural power, can interfere with my emotions..."

"Does it sound good?"

Just when the long-haired man stopped to watch, the man who killed the fish took the initiative to walk to his side with two glasses of wine in his hand, and asked hoarsely.

"Not nice."

"I also don't think it sounds good."

"Then you still come every day?"

"I came with a purpose, just like you."

The man who killed the fish sat at the farthest position from the stand, took a sip from the glass, the madness around him seemed to have nothing to do with him, he was just a spectator and was not affected by anything.

"Your name is Ji Li, right?"

The long-haired man and him were only separated by a table, sat side by side, and nodded slowly.

"Why did the famous Gao Yan and Captain Gao go so low as to kill fish?"

Ji Li's words made Gao Yan, a former police legend and a criminal investigation captain fifteen years ago, look lonely.

The sullenness of the past fifteen years seemed to finally come out of his mouth, and Gao Yan drank the wine in the glass.

Then she turned her head to look at Ji Li, and gently lifted the long bangs that blocked her left eye.

The slightly vicissitudes of life showed a trace of sadness over the passage of time, and the left eye covered by gray hair was fully exposed.

His left eye is gone.

But not blind, not dug up, not injured, but...

Long dead!