Several terrorist attacks were supposed to make the night in Shanghai quieter. But when night came, everything was the same as before, not much had changed. The lights at night are as bright as ever, and the noise and bustle continue.

Zhang Yongzheng was standing on the rooftop of the building, wearing a black trench coat and holding a mask in his hand. Buckle the mask to your face, and your blue wings spread, leaving a blue glow in the night sky.

Such a lively night, a paradise for the rich, and the poor are still in a rented house, living well. Miyata has had a bad time in the last few days, due to the failure of the mission. Originally, in order to create chaos, all the subordinates he brought with him were shot, and chaos was not created. In the next few days, he was imprisoned in the dojo by Yamamoto Kuenquan, faced with the word ninja, and went to understand the ninja. Faced with a black-and-white word 'forbearance', it was really hard to sit for three days.

This Chinese face has thought about it, and it is really torture for Miyata. After a week of enlightenment, Miyata was finally released. A loose pervert, the most willing place to go, the prey.

There is no shortage of eroticism in the night of the city, and there is no lack of passion. A living person he hadn't seen for a week, Miyata asked for three people at once to serve him.

The woman's clothes had not yet been taken off, and a dark shadow appeared outside the window of the hotel. "Bang-" The window was broken, and the glass spilled on the floor. The butterfly-faced monster appeared, and the three women let out a piercing roar. Before the butterfly-faced monster could make a move, Miyata reached out and knocked the three of them unconscious.

"Lao Tzu's joy today has been disturbed by you like this. Miyata glared at each other.

"You can't stay. ”

"What, if you're going to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability?"

Before the butterfly-faced monster could make a move, Miyata wanted to strike first, pressing his left hand on the bed and kicking his feet horizontally. After being blocked, use the strength of your feet, turn your body back, and roll over and fall on the bed. He waved his fist with his left hand, but was grabbed by Butterflyface's right hand. Before his right foot could be raised, he was punched hard in the chest. The body was not yet fully flying, and was pulled back by the force of his right hand, and he fell to the floor, followed by a kick, and his body hit the wall. The pain had just spread all over his body, and he had one foot on his chest.

"Say" a cold word.

Miyata hung his head, his red hair covering his face, "What did you say?"

The Butterflyface didn't say much, the tip of his right foot twisted against his chest.

Miyata screamed a few times, "Stop......" The right foot of the butterfly-faced monster stopped, "Whew...... The bigger the target, the greater the chaos created. That's what we're for, messing up the city. ”

The cold steel knife, glowing with cold light, nailed Miyata's left hand to the wall. "Are you going to don't want the other arm either?" Butterflyface's face slowly approached, "Your attacks are either on the hospital or the pharmaceutical industry, just to create chaos. ”

Miyata yelled to relieve the pain, "So you're not an idiot. ”

"Now that I've guessed, I'm not going to say it quickly. ”

"You also want to fight Mr. Yamamoto, and you want to stop our plan. Miyata said viciously.

I know that the recent attacks on hospitals are not so simple, and they are not unrelated. This group of people really has big things planned, and they have to figure it out.

The steel knife stretched into it, but Miyata was in great pain, and after a long time, his voice became softer, "We Japanese samurai, how can we compromise because of this torture." ”

"Since that's the case, let's punish you first, the last time you attacked the site of Tianbao Pharmaceutical's event. The steel knife flew, and an arm landed on the ground.

This is the most cruel for Miyata, more painful than killing him. A samurai, with both arms lost, is no different from a wasted man. More importantly, I came to Shanghai this time as a temptation, which is often referred to as the vanguard force. It's a great honor to be sent by the organization. When two arms are lost, they will be ruthlessly abandoned by the organization. I can't work hard for the organization I've been working for, and I can't do what I love best.

"I don't know anything, you can't kill it, come on, do it quickly. Miyata roared as he stared at the butterfly-faced monster with angry eyes.

The butterfly-faced monster did not fluctuate at all, and said in a cold voice: "It's too dangerous to leave you, die." ”

"Haha...... It's not bad to die at your hands, come on. I am not disappointed not to see the fall of Shanghai. Miyata yelled frantically.

Such a person is really professional, and he is cruelly trained, and his mouth is really tight, and it is difficult to find out any news. It's a scourge to keep, absolutely*.

The butterfly-faced monster gently raised the steel knife and aimed it at the heart. "Don't move...... Other... Moving...", there were two intermittent stops behind him.

Butterflyface half-turned his head and saw two policemen with pistols in both hands. My feet trembled a little, and my hands trembled even more. "Drop... Hand... Medium... weapons, or I'll ...... Shots fired. ”

Before the two policemen could finish what the two policemen were saying, the butterfly-faced monster turned its head back. The knife stabbed in the shoulder, "One last chance for you." ”

Pain comes with roaring, and for the bad guys, it really takes worse means to stop it. Gentle means did not work. Such a painful torture, now Miyata regrets a little, and when he is rampant, he tortures others as he wants. Now I understand the feeling of being tortured, it turns out that the life of the weak is not easy, and I have always been so bad. I figured these things out, but I didn't have a chance to be a good person again, and I didn't have a chance to be a bad person or a bad person.

Miyata didn't say a word this time, but his eyes were still filled with anger.

The two policemen saw the butterfly-faced monster and did not hear them at all. Usually they are arrogant and reprimand the common people, who has the courage to be disobedient. The rage exploded, and with the latest order from the police department, the butterfly-faced monster was considered an enemy, and it was best to capture it alive. The two policemen looked at each other and pulled the trigger.

The butterfly-faced monster stood in place and did not move, and the two blue wings behind its back suddenly unfolded, one by one. A strong wind knocked the two policemen to the ground. Two bullets that were fired out, hitting the wings, were like entering a bottomless whirlpool. The powerful force of the bullet, which quickly disappeared, fell to the ground.

The butterfly-faced monster didn't turn back to pay attention to the two policemen, one grabbed Miyata, and its blue wings vibrate. Fly out of the window with Miyata and disappear into the night sky.

The butterfly-faced monster disappeared, the night continued, and the traces left behind still had to be cleaned up. The police pulled up the boundary line and closed down this place where it was engaged in illegal business at night.

A moonless night, gray, nothing to see in the sky. It may be that the night in Shanghai is too dark, blocking people's vision, and they can only see what is in front of them, believing what they see.

Song Guoqiang's injuries are not yet healed, and he lies on the hospital bed every day. The so-called seeking his position in his position is also an eventful autumn in Shanghai. Lying in a hospital bed, I can't sleep every night, and I have to think about everything in the police station. Tonight is no exception, it is already late at night, there is no trace of sleepiness, looking out the window, thinking about how to carry out the arrest operation after going out, we must catch the red-haired bandit, and the bewitching woman.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of the window, with a pair of blue wings, and he didn't expect the villain he wanted to catch the most to appear in front of him.

Song Guoqiang sat up, "I want to send it to the door by myself, and I want to go to the police station together." ”

The butterfly-faced monster pushed open the window, landed lightly in the room, and replied coldly, "No. ”

"Since I didn't come to be arrested, I'm lying on the hospital bed now, and I don't have the strength to arrest you. We don't have much to say, please leave. Song Guoqiang said politely.

"Can't go, something's wrong. Butterflyface uttered these two words and threw out a voice recorder.

Song Guoqiang grabbed the recorder and opened it full of doubts, "Just because you also want to fight with Mr. Yamamoto, and you also want to stop our plan" Hearing this. Song Guoqiang raised his head and said, "This is the mastermind of the last attack on Tianbao medicinal materials, that red-haired person, it seems to be a voice called Miyata." ”

"Yes. The butterfly-faced monster replied coldly.

Song Guoqiang immediately listened to the major clues, "It is to make Shanghai chaotic" and "I can't see Shanghai falling". Every word of Miyata is aimed at Shanghai, and it is not a petty fight, this is a plan to be a gangster and do several robberies.

Song Guoqiang raised his head again, but this time he looked at the butterfly-faced monster with a very serious look in his eyes, and asked, "As long as these conversations are made, there is no need to ask further." ”

"Dead, there are many of you, there is a way. Butterfly Mask replied simply.

With a few simple words, Song Guoqiang quickly guessed what he meant, Miyata died, and there was no more news. took a life without permission, and didn't pay attention to the law at all, Song Guoqiang said angrily: "Why don't you send Miyata to the police station for interrogation, and you have to deal with it privately." ”

"My way, useful. ”

Song Guoqiang wanted to continue, the door was opened, and a woman in white appeared at the door. The hospital was originally the place where the angel in white existed, and this woman was dressed in a white dress, which was better than the angel in white. Song Xiaodie appeared at the door and turned on the light in the room. Seeing a masked person, standing in front of his brother's hospital bed, this person was covered with cold, and he felt a piercing chill when he was so far away, and he wanted to shiver unconsciously.

However, he was still bold and bold, walked to Song Guoqiang's side in a few steps, and stood there, but he didn't dare to speak. Song Guoqiang looked at his sister, why did he come at this time, but no one wanted to hurt his sister if he was there.

When the butterfly-faced monster saw Song Xiaodie, there was a trace of warmth in his cold eyes. In a flash, he said coldly: "The recording is for you, all over Shanghai is full of cameras, and even more of you police." As for Mr. Yamamoto mentioned by Miyata, and their plans for Shanghai, you can find out faster than me. ”

"It turns out that you can speak well, and what are we going to do in the police department? I don't need you to ask, and besides, why should I believe you to give this recording. Song Guoqiang said politely.

The butterfly-faced monster turned and walked to the window, jumped up, jumped on the windowsill, and said coldly, "I'm tired of talking too many words." The recording is given to you, believe it or not, you police do it or not, whatever. Anyway, I don't expect you idle cops to bring a comfortable life to this city. ”

Song Guoqiang didn't refute anything, the city has developed rapidly in recent years, and everyone looks at interests, only money and status in their eyes. City life is so comfortable, at most there are a few thieves, or fights. The police are pampered and pampered.

Song Guoqiang looked at the butterfly-faced monster who was about to leave, and said: "Maybe you can stop a lot of bad people from destroying Shanghai, but we are a country that pays attention to the rule of law." No matter how good you do, if you don't comply with the law, you have to be arrested. I'll do my best to catch you. ”

"Whatever you want. The blue wings spread, stirred a few times, and disappeared into the night sky.

"Brother, is he?" Song Xiaodie asked in a low voice.

"It's the most reported Butterfly-Faced Monster lately, a ruthless City Watch. ”

"Brother, I think the way he dealt with the bad guys is a bit bloody, but he is also protecting Shanghai. Song Xiaodie still whispered.

"It is the duty of the police to protect the city, and it is the police's business to let the people in the city live a life without closing their doors at night. And only the police can do these things. Especially in a bustling city like Shanghai, all you need is the police. Song Guoqiang said firmly.

Song Xiaodie didn't argue, pouted, put on the most beautiful and moving smile, and said sweetly: "Brother is right, the safety of Shanghai is left to your police." Song Xiaodie understood that after graduating from junior high school, this brother vowed to be a good policeman who promoted good and eliminated evil and defended the city. And I have always believed that the police are the most sacred post and the most inviolable duty of the Holy Spirit. So be sure to protect your persistence.