In the gloomy room, a rickety figure with long unkempt hair squatted on a chair in front of a desk, and in front of him, the light of the computer screen illuminated the depraved face in a terrible light. The pages marked with news were clicked on one after another, and the bloodshot eyeballs quickly scanned through the headlines in turn, and finally, with a slight pause in the palm of the mouse, he found the expected news.

A shootout occurred in a motel on the outskirts of the city, leaving a large number of traces of the use of firearms at the scene, but there were no casualties, and no bodies were found, but a private car registered in the parking record was lost, and as many as 20 scrapped motorcycles were found two kilometers away.

Really...... As I expected...... After hearing the news, those rotten boys will definitely start preparing immediately.

The man cowering in front of the computer was named Johanka, and until two days ago, he was a well-dressed and powerful bigwig-level figure, and as the biggest intelligence trader in the windmill area, he had enough information in his hands to make those who mixed in black and white worship him as a god, and more likely to fear him as a devil. Such a man probably would never have imagined that he would be mentally intimidated to the point where he is now two days later.

It all happened two days ago.

That night, as usual, he returned to his lodgings, surrounded by bodyguards, and began to routinely count the turnover from the various casinos under his name, of course, this trivial task did not require him to do it himself, and among the piles of banknotes, two professional maids quickly counted the coins with a money detector. All Johanka had to do was hold a glass of red wine and sit quietly on the sidelines, silently savoring the bedtime drink with the continuous sound of money checking in the background, everything was as always.

However, today it seems a little different.

When the turnover was cleared and many bodyguards pushed the cart full of banknotes to the underground vault, the lights were turned on, and the scene in front of them made everyone present stunned.

The door to the underground vault has long been opened.

It's not so much [open] as [destruction]. The huge metal door made of special alloy was now covered with different shades of dents like ravaged dough, and the alarm system was shattered with a single blow before it could take effect, and all the circuits were torn off, and even more outrageous...... In the deepest part of those dents, there was a mark that was instantly recognizable—a fist mark, a fist mark that was so clear that even the texture of the skin was intact.

Someone broke the gate of this vault with his bare hands, which even a tank might not be able to shoot through?

Just as everyone was in doubt, the lights of the underground passage suddenly went out one after another, but the emergency lights did not take effect, and in the strange darkness, two red lights suddenly lit up, followed by countless wails and bone cracking voices from far and near. At that time, Johanka, who was at the scene, listened to the screams around him, but his body did not even dare to give birth to the intention of escaping, although he didn't know if it was the enemy or what, but he could only expect that the other party's killing would stop at his place, because he had information in his hands, and he was confident that he could exchange a huge amount of information for his own life.

Ten seconds later, the lights came back on, and Johanka, who was covered in cold sweat, opened his eyes tremblingly, and appeared in front of him, a man whose entire upper body was stained red with blood, and stumps that had been broken to the point of indescribable fragments all over the ground. Because of the fear in his heart, he only dared to glance at the other side quickly and immediately lowered his head, although it was only for a short moment, he already understood that he had never seen this man once in the past time.

"What do you want?" Struggling to control the trembling voice, Johanka summoned his courage and began to throw words at the silent brutal, "I can admit to encountering such a formidable presence as Your Excellency. Money, how much do you want here, information, as long as I can provide it, I know everything, as long as I can spare my life, even if it is to lick your shoes now!"

The tough guy has never been suitable for the world that Johanka is in, it is the truth that can bend and stretch to support him to climb to his current position, all the stunned young people who started together are buried in the past, and he sits on top of their stacked graves, leisurely drinking red wine and waving money, by the way to remember those bravery and fearlessness.

There is life to make money.

However, after saying this, the bloody man remained eerily silent, as if he were a doll who had run out of clockwork, and after completing his mission, he lost the ability to maintain his actions. Just as Johanka was almost driven into a rampage by this strange atmosphere, the man suddenly spoke: "I, I want to ask you, do one thing." Johanka swore that he had never heard such a strange tone, as if a newborn child had been able to speak under his mother's spoken voice.

"So...... What's the matter?" asked Johanka, frowning as her fingers rubbed nervously.

"It's very simple, go to the bar, find someone at random, and talk about the fall of the West family, so that everyone knows that the money of the West family was pryed away by that accountant. The man tilted his head and continued to say in that strange tone, "Do you understand?"

"That's it...... It's as simple as that?" asked Johanka incredulously, if it was just for this little thing, couldn't you sit down and have a good talk with me?

"I'm doing this so that you can understand the consequences of not doing it. The man patted Johanka on the shoulder, and then walked out of the passage without looking back, "Remember, in one day, if you can't do it, or fail, these people will be your end." ”

Time comes back to the present.

"With my reputation, there are many people who follow me every day, eager to put their ears to my mouth in exchange for a little information, even if it is fake news, but ...... Who the hell is he? Why did he hang the bait on that Vester accountant?" Johanka rubbed her temples and took a hard sip of her coffee. In the past two days, he had been awakened by nightmares almost every time he slept, and whenever he closed his eyes, he would always see the bloodied man reaching out to his throat, so that he could only rely on extremely strong coffee to keep his tired spirit alive for the past few days.

"Now that things have gotten to this point, I'm afraid that Tiger guy will be forced to bring the police chief to round up that Asian guy at the cost of sharing the bounty, etc., so to speak...... Could it be that the man actually wanted to determine the location of the Asians through the surveillance network of the police system, and then sit on the profits of the fisherman, or ...... Borrowing a knife to kill someone?"

Smack, smack, smack.

Just as Johanka was thinking about it quickly, behind him, there was a sudden burst of applause that should not have appeared here, his heart trembled violently, and he didn't even dare to waste the moment of turning back, Johanka jerked towards the long-standing pistol next to the mouse, however, a pair of big hands like iron hooks had already fallen on his shoulders, and immediately pressed his body that had just left his seat back to the seat.

"You're smart, no wonder you're getting to where you are today. ”

I hadn't heard this voice before. A cold sweat ran down Johanka's forehead, and the palms pressed on his shoulders were like poured steel bars, making it difficult for him to move in his seat, and he didn't even have a chance to look back at the source of the hoarse male voice. Just as he panicked, a spherical object that fell from the sky and slammed into the keyboard in front of him made Johanka almost faint. Sticky red blood flowed and soaked between the cracks of the keyboard letters, and the man who was like a fierce god yesterday was left with only a blank head on the keyboard.

"Unfortunately, that doesn't stop me from executing you. ”

The crisp cracking sound of the cervical vertebrae resounded throughout the dark room, and before he could even spit out half of the words begging for mercy, Johanka, whose head was reversed one hundred and eighty degrees, fell to the floor lifelessly, and the last picture that appeared in his eyes was the sturdy figure standing behind him, the flaming red eyes, and ...... The pale mask with a weird smile.

"Very well, now that the sin has been dealt with and the counterfeit has been eradicated, then ...... You're the only one left, Dr. Wu. ”

Gazing at the news items on the computer screen, a broken smile grew hideous beneath the mask.

"Everything...... It's all for justice. ”

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