At night, there are not many people on the streets in winter.

"Don't run, boy, stinky boy, steal me again!"

Suddenly, a loud roar shattered the silence on the side of the street.

In the darkness, I saw two vague figures rushing forward and backward.

The front is a thin man, and the back is a fat man.

The fat man was wearing a chef's suit, and the kitchen knife in his hand was shining under the light of the street lamp, which was really a bit oozing.

The thin man in front of him was in rags, and no one could see his face because his hair was so long.

But the strange thing is that looking at such a sloppy person, the speed is surprisingly fast, and in a few turns, the fat man has been thrown far behind.

"Damn! That's unlucky! Smelly Hanako came to me to steal buns again!"

The fat man scolded and left, he was thinking: next time, do you want to take a big guy, and give that stinky Hanako directly behind his back.

It's very familiar to call Hanako to run around, turn into a small alley, and then sit down regardless of whether there is anyone or not.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to take out the bun in his arms and gobble it up like a hungry wolf.

Under the surprisingly ugly eating appearance, it turned out to be a relatively delicate cheek, although it was a little obscene, but it naturally revealed a handsome atmosphere.

"Boy, why the are you coming to my territory again!" the man was eating, and a few sloppy Hanako came over and looked at the man condescendingly.

The man didn't answer, still digesting the food in his hand with his head down!

"Grass, you can't hear the boss talking to you, can you?"

A man named Hanako stood up and knocked the bun in the man's hand to the ground with a slap.

"Damn, I've been putting up with the kid for more than ten days, and today I have to let him have a long memory!

A few Hanako swarmed up and surrounded the men.

"Beat him!"

I don't know who took the lead in shouting, and everyone took action.

The man still grabbed the bun in his hand and didn't let go, but his figure was weird.

More than two minutes have passed, and the man has never broken through the encirclement with a radius of less than two meters, but what is surprising is that not only did the man not fall to the ground, but even the corner of his clothes was not touched!

"Rub, it's a hard idea!" The eldest brother looked at the man outside the encirclement, frowning, he could barely see the man's figure, because it was too fast, just afterimages.

"Drop!"

"Drop!"

"Drop!"

This small alley suddenly became lively.

It was one car after another parked here.

The beggar head was surprised, he didn't know how to suddenly have so many cars!

Moreover, these cars are all good cars, he has seen them on street TV on the side of the road, and each one of them is more than a million.

The car stopped at the same time, turned on the headlights at the same time, and opened the doors at the same time.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

It was the sound of a neat car door.

Black suits, white ties, everyone is above 175 tall, knives and axes are like chopping, hundreds of people stand in this alley, at night, it is very infiltrating.

"Boom!" the beggar swallowed and foamed, a sound he had never seen on TV, probably only in movies and novels.

The rest of the beggars also stopped what they were doing, looking at the hundreds of people who seemed to have fallen from the sky, not knowing what they were going to do.

In the sky, it was raining drippingly.

Dozens of people came to them with a middle-aged man in their arms, and they also looked at these beggars condescendingly.

Only the man, still holding the bun in his hand, didn't know what he was muttering.

When the middle-aged man saw the little beggar, his eyes lit up, and then he strode to the man's side regardless of whether the umbrella of the person behind him could still cover him.

"Alliance leader, really...... It's really you!" the middle-aged man lifted the little beggar's long dirty hair, and the man's face suddenly became clear.

It can be seen that the middle-aged man is very excited, his upper and lower lips are constantly shaking, and his hands are also shaking violently and uncomfortably, and he can't control it.

"Alliance leader! I'm the old king! Look at me! Look at me!"

The man seemed to realize something, and looked up at the man who called himself Lao Wang. Then the bun in his hand still didn't loosen.

"What were you doing just now?" Lao Wang stood up, straightened his suit, and someone put an umbrella on him. Of course, there is also the little flower child behind him.

"I ...... We...... I ......" The beggar looked at the majestic old man in front of him, his body trembled, and his tongue bent unconsciously, and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

"Cut off their limbs!" the old king turned away from the beggars, and turned back to help the little beggars.

The screams behind him were a little chilling in this somewhat silent night.

"Let's go!"

"Take the Alliance Master home!"

"Take the Alliance Master home!"

"Take the Alliance Master home!"

Our story begins here.

There are a lot of things in "Three Good Killers" that are connected to "Little Followers", and many of the pitfalls of "Little Followers" will be explained one by one in this, so if you really have any questions, or difficult places, you can go back and read my last book, which should be more profound.

This chapter is the introductory chapter, not the main text, and our protagonist has not yet appeared, but the leader of the alliance in this is also an important character in this book.

"Three Good Killers" is a very contradictory novel, I mentioned it in the preface, I hope it can resonate with everyone and make you derive more thoughts.

Piggy is working hard to construct a nutritious web novel, and let's work together from this one!

See you on the 20th!