In the fighting club, more than a dozen members are distributed throughout the training ground, either exercising with equipment on their own, or fighting together in pairs, sweating to their heart's content and shouting violently.

Although they looked intense, they were actually in a strange state, glancing at the reception room on the second floor with the door closed from time to time, and they were all absent-minded.

Reception room.

Monica sat in a chair, her face hung down and she couldn't see the expression on her face, her fingers clenched together on the table, her knuckles white.

The whole person was trembling slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

Opposite her, two men in suits were watching her in silence, one of them showing part of the tattoo on his wrist with the cuff exposed, and it was faintly visible as a hideous scorpion.

There was an oppressive silence in the room.

"Miss Monica. ”

In the middle of the ring, the man with the scorpion tattoo on his wrist finally broke the silence with a voice, and he said in a deep voice: "So, your idea ......"

"I'm going to bring him back. Monica whispered.

There was a firmness in his voice that could not be denied.

"He is my family, and the final send-off should also be done by me. ”

She whispered, her intertwined fingers getting harder and harder, her nails digging deep into her flesh, as if replying, as if talking to herself.

"He likes to be quiet...... You're there, too irritable. ”

"That being the case. The two men in suits glanced at each other, and the man nodded, "We respect your choice, and someone will contact you then." ”

"Well, let's go first, goodbye. ”

They stood up from their seats and bowed slightly to Monica.

"Condolences. ”

The two pushed open the door, left the room, and closed the door.

After they left, Monica's body trembled more and more, and finally she fell on the table and cried bitterly, crying heartbreakingly.

An open packet of paper was handed to her.

Monica took the paper in her hand, suddenly realized that something was wrong, and raised her head sharply, revealing a pair of red and swollen eyes.

"It's you!"

"It's me. ”

Opposite her, Li Xingzheng stood there quietly, looking at her calmly.

Monica looked at the closed door behind him, then turned her head to look at the window that was wide open, and immediately understood how Li Xing had entered the room silently.

And as soon as the two of the Scorpion Club left on the front foot, he came in on the back foot, apparently he had been here for a while.

"You already knew? Seeing Li Xing's calm expression, Monica immediately understood everything, "Ferchy's death." ”

Li Xing nodded and did not speak.

"It's ridiculous. Monica looked mocking and said in a quiet tone, "As his only relative, I was the last person to know about his death......

Li Xing looked at Monica, who was extremely depressed, and said calmly: "At the last moment before he died, the last thing he couldn't let go of was you." ”

Monica's body shook slightly, and she asked in a low voice, "What else?"

"No more. ”

"Did he finally let go......" Hearing Li Xing's answer, Monica muttered.

There seems to be some story hidden in it.

But Li Xing didn't have any desire to delve into it, he didn't waste any more time, he directly took out a piece of paper that had been prepared a long time ago, put it in front of Monica, and said: "This is my contact information, if you encounter any troubles that are difficult to solve in the future, you can find me." ”

Monica was still immersed in her great personal grief, her face was in a trance, and she did not react.

Li Xing prepared to leave.

"Are you coming on the day of his funeral?" said Monica's low voice.

"Yes. ”

After a moment of silence, Li Xing gave a reply.

Furci, after all, is an "acquaintance".

Then he stopped and walked through the window.

After leaving from the fighting club, Li Xing went directly back to the garage, and when he was about to arrive at the garage, he was waiting for a red light at an intersection, when he happened to see a garbage truck parked on the side of the road, and two sanitation workers pushed the garbage bins from the roadside alley for loading.

Glancing at random, Li Xing didn't pay much attention to it, and when he waited for the green light, he whistled by.

Deep in the roadway.

"Oh my God!!"

One of the sanitation workers' eyes widened and he screamed in disbelief.

"What's wrong......

Another sanitation worker walked up to him suspiciously, and when he saw what was on the ground, his eyes widened.

"Hell, where are there so many dead cats and dead dogs?!"

On the ground in front of the two of them, the corpses of more than a dozen disemboweled cats and dogs were stacked in a pile, and a large number of green-headed flies were buzzing around on them, and white maggots were constantly coming in and out of it, and the scene was very disgusting.

"It must be a good thing done by those perverts who abuse cats and dogs!"

The original sanitation worker came to his senses and shouted angrily, "I should have arrested them all and shot them!"

The wounds on the bodies of these cats and dogs are extremely horrific, and it is clear that they are not normal deaths, but that they were deliberately killed.

"Damn it, indeed!" the other chimed in.

The two sanitation workers didn't notice that an unusual shadow gradually covered them with sunlight overhead, enveloping them.

At this moment, the garbage truck outside the alley suddenly sounded a rapid horn.

"Who's honking!"

The two sanitation workers were shocked, the garbage truck was driven by the two of them, and there was no third person, and then the horn suddenly sounded, which immediately frightened them.

Garbage trucks can't get into trouble!

The two immediately turned around and rushed to the main road outside the alley.

But when we got to the side of the road, the garbage truck was still there, the doors were closed, and there was no one around.

"Strange...... Did you hear it wrong?"

The two looked at each other, only to feel confused, and walked back into the alley, and the shadow that almost enveloped the two of them was gone.

The other end of the alley.

A young man with short flaxen hair was calmly looking at the strange man curled up on the ground in front of him and shivering, his skin was terribly pale.

It was the man who appeared at the abandoned chemical factory and claimed to be the Dirty Water Street Autonomous Association, and the one on the ground was the weirdo who fought Li Xing last night.

"Blood ......"

The strange man trembled all over, and he wrapped his black robe tightly, as if it was extremely cold in this hot summer day.

Carlos ...... My old friend. ”

The young man's eyes were full of pity.

"I really wonder what kind of temptation has prompted you to make such a huge mistake and fall into such a weak situation at this moment. ”