A small riverside town in the Amazon in northern Brazil.

In the middle of the night, cars collided and gunshots rang out suddenly, the lights flashed on the street, and some of the surrounding residents quickly closed their doors and windows and curled up nervously in the living room.

For more than a week, the bikers and mafia launched a carpet search of several nearby towns, and the police joined them.

Years later, when people recall the black storm of this time, most people in the Amazon town still have a shadow in their hearts, because many innocent people died.

In these small countries, the underworld and the police are the kings here, as long as they are not involved, everyone maintains an attitude of turning a blind eye, and bears oppression and suffering in silence.

In the basement, a young blonde woman instinctively breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the sound of a motorcycle disappearing, but soon heard a series of military leather shoes ringing above her head.

It was a group of young men in black suits who rushed in.

This is a building at the very end of the block and is a hospital.

Due to the relationship between the back streets of the block, there are not many people on weekdays, but it is the middle of the night, and there are even fewer people, seeing that most of these people have guns in their hands, the hospital security guards, nurses, and doctors have subconsciously avoided them.

"Is there a Chinese here who has been shot in the shoulder?" asked the man in black.

"No, no..." Most of the doctors and nurses shook their heads, who was coming at this time.

A moment later, a Japanese man in casual clothes walked in: "I chased me all the way to this place until I disappeared, let a few people intercept the entrance and exit, and the rest of the people will look for them separately." ”

"Yes. Then the crowd dispersed, leaving only the Japanese.

The Japanese scrutinized every possible place to hide, and finally stopped at the top of a basement staircase with a sign in English that read: "Morgue."

Just as he was about to enter, he found that the door was locked. He turned to look at the crowd and laughed, "Whoever has the key, hurry up and open it for my brother." ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, he raised his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was casually aimed at the head of a nurse and fired, and the nurse fell in a pool of blood.

"If no one comes out, I'll kill you all. The Japanese played with the gun in their hands and said indifferently.

At this time, a nurse standing at the back came out and said, "The key is with me, but sir, the hospital has a rule that you will not be allowed to enter." ”

The Japanese rubbed his chest, which was kicked a little painfully by the killer, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, approached the nurse, and said in a straight voice: "Are you Chinese?"

The nurse had a frightened look on her face, and then her body stiffened as the Japanese pointed a gun at her head.

"Yes.. Yes. Tears immediately welled up in the nurse's eyes.

The other hand of the Japanese gently stroked her face a few times, then put it back under her nose and sniffed it, and said with a lewd smile: "Miss nurse, I'm just looking, help open the door." ”

"Good...... Okay......" The nurse cried in fright.

The man smiled and withdrew his pistol: "I just like obedient women." ”

As he spoke, he escorted the female nurse and continued to walk downward, and the people behind saw his figure disappear from sight, and they all fled in shock.

From the stairs down to the ground floor, the cold sensation hits the face, the hallway is a little dark, and there are lights projected in the room blocked by plastic curtains in front of you, which is the morgue of the hospital.

A sad and deep ringing of the cell phone came from inside, and the Japanese subconsciously frowned, drove the nurse aside, and leaned over cautiously.

Pushing open the door, a tall blonde woman was dissecting the corpse with her back to the side on an operating table in the middle of the morgue, her phone set aside and singing.

At this moment, she was digging out a heart and turned to put it on the plate, when she saw a Japanese man with a pistol.

She took a calm breath and said in not very native English, "Sir, who are you?

Why did this foreign woman look so ugly, the Japanese couldn't bear to look at him anymore, and they didn't bother to talk to her, so they began to open the iron cabinet doors where the corpses were stored one by one and took a look.

The blonde woman with a scalpel and her hands covered in blood rushed up to stop her: "What are you going to do!? The corpse can't be moved casually......

Before she finished speaking, the muzzle of the pistol was already directly on her forehead: "Go away." ”

"No, no, it's not allowed for you to behave like this......" The woman looked frightened, but refused to back down.

The Japanese impatiently stretched out his hand and pushed, and the blonde woman staggered a few steps, and a scalpel slashed abruptly at the major artery in his neck and shoulder.

The Japanese instinctively reacted to the danger, and was able to dodge the fatal knife, and instantly swept backwards, widening the distance between the two sides, but the wrist holding the gun was still injured, and the gun was kicked out by the woman.

"You're agile..."

This sentence was whispered by a man in Chinese, and the blonde woman who couldn't hit with a single blow held a blood-dripping scalpel, looked at the Japanese opposite, and praised.

"Sure enough, it's you, Qinglong-kun!" the Japanese said jokingly as he looked at the young man who had ripped off his wig on his head.

"Surprised, surprised, surprised, I'm just me, different fireworks. I've been dressed up for a long time. ”

The Japanese interrupted in disgust, "I wonder if you'll be able to say that when you die." ”

"How do you know it's going to be me, not you, and you're not..."

In the past few days of fighting, the Japanese had a big head when he chanted the scriptures like a monk, and he couldn't help it, and he kicked hard with his feet, and he jumped up and attacked the green dragon.

In the face of such a fast skill, Qinglong, who had broken thoughts on his lips, did not dare to despise it, this was the second most powerful person he had ever encountered, the first person became his friend, and this one was obviously an enemy.

I thought that after easily killing the boss of the mafia, I could get out of the way and complete the task perfectly to receive the bounty.

But he never thought that he not only almost failed to kill the boss, but also almost lost his life on the spot, and all this credit is due to the Japanese in front.

When did the mafia have such a powerful bodyguard? He was very depressed, especially after being shot yesterday in order to answer a good friend's spam call, and now he is depressed when he thinks about it.

said that it was too late, and after a few rounds, Qinglong was injured and fell behind.

"Hey, beauty, aren't we pretending? I'm throwing in the towel, can you give me a hand? I'm dying. Qinglong shouted at the female nurse who was watching the excitement outside the door while fighting with the Japanese.

"Aren't you very capable, how do you know to ask me for help?" The female nurse was so weak and scared just now, and looked at the two of them with a smile on her face.

"I was wrong, you take a hand, if you don't come, I'm really going to die. Qinglong, who had dodged the fatal knife, said anxiously.

"Call sister, I'll help you. ”

"Sister, sister, I can call a hundred times, come on!" Qinglong has been forced into a corner by the Japanese.

Seeing that Qinglong was indeed in danger, the woman picked up a scalpel from the operating table next to her, and she joined the battlefield with a body as light as a swallow, greatly relieving Qinglong's pressure.

Afraid of the woman's carelessness, Qinglong, who was relieved, hurriedly reminded: "Don't underestimate him, he didn't do his best, this Japanese is not simple, and his strength is not weaker than yours, be careful." ”

"Look at your appearance, what's the matter, scared? I really don't know how you got up the ranks. After the woman forced the Japanese back with a knife, she looked at Qinglong with a look of disdain.

Qinglong was unconvinced: "Suzaku, if you have been hunted down for so many days, I am afraid that you would have already confessed here." ”

"Hmph, then wait and see, you assist me, and I will attack the main attack. ”

"You'll find out later. Qinglong looked at the Suzaku that killed the Japanese, shook his head helplessly, and went up with this to make a response.