In the city center, Xihe Square, Shen Lang sat in a taxi, watched Zhao Dehai's fat body walk into the building opposite, thought for a while, took out his mobile phone, and photographed Zhao Dehai's fat figure and the neon glittering four big characters of Huanyu Media on the building.

"Master, go to Jiande Community!" Shen Lang rolled up the window and smiled at the curious driver in the front seat.

"Comrade, you're on a mission, right?" The middle-aged driver smiled all over his face, and picked up the conversation himself, "Last year, there was a serial murder case in the North District, and the police officer who solved the case was sitting in your position, and he was as mysterious as you." ”

"Hmmm! The master is fortunate, and he can't say it yet. Shen Lang snorted haha.

"Yes!" The driver should shout, slam on the accelerator, and after a while, the taxi will be firmly parked at the entrance of Jiande Community.

"Comrade, do you want to go in?"

"I don't need a master, I'll just go in by myself." Shen Lang waved his hand at the enthusiastic driver, and walked towards the community alone.

Through the artificial Shen in the community, Shen Lang forgot to glance at the small building where he lived, and immediately sneered and strode forward.

"Boom, boom!"

Shen Lang was able to stand in front of the security door, and more than a dozen gangsters with baseball bats and steel pipes came out from all directions, looking at Shen Lang with ill intentions one by one.

"Brother, your name is Shen Lang, right?" The gangster at the head has red hair, chews betel nut in his mouth, speaks tremblingly, and waves the baseball bat in his hand from time to time.

"I'm Shen Lang, what advice do you have!" Shen Lang's body sank slightly, he quietly swept the weapons in the hands of the group of people in front of him, and breathed a sigh of relief slightly, except for the leader of the red hair, who had a dagger on his waist, everyone else was a blunt weapon.

"Hehe, boy, you provoked someone you shouldn't mess with, leave one hand and one foot today, or else!" Hongmao said, throwing the dagger on his waist at Shen Lang's feet, looking like he had eaten you.

"Or else?" Shen Lang didn't look at the dagger on the ground, and took the red hair's words.

"Or else...... Boom ......" The red hair glared at Shen Lang angrily, and the baseball bat in his hand suddenly slashed down at Shen Lang's head.

Shen Lang sneered, he had already anticipated Hongmao's tricks, and immediately stepped forward, his right hand was quickly stretched out, just pinching Hongmao's hand holding the baseball bat, and at the same time, the knee of his right foot suddenly bounced up and hit Hongmao's lower abdomen fiercely.

"Ugh!"

In just an instant, Hongmao felt that his guts were about to be broken by Shen Lang, and the baseball bat in his hand fell involuntarily.

Shen Lang pinched the wrist joint of the red hair with his right hand, took the fallen baseball bat with his left hand, and threw it fiercely behind him, and the bastard who reacted first behind him was suddenly smashed on the head by the baseball bat that came at high speed, and fell directly backwards to the ground.

"Damn, a bunch of miscellaneous pieces, when Lao Tzu killed people before, your hair hadn't grown yet!" Shen Lang spat out, looked at the bastard with blood on his face behind him and the red hair that finished the lobster in front of him, and said disdainfully.

He had just left the orphanage as soon as he became sensible, and he was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he killed people for the first time in the mercenary group, and at that time the bastards on the ground were indeed a bunch of children.

"Huh, what the fuck are you waiting for, taking people's money, eliminating disasters for others, and not talking about the morality of the rivers and lakes, today's incident is spreading, how can our Hongxing Gang mix in the road!" The red-haired man on the ground looked at the hesitant bastards and shouted in pain.

"Yo, a group of gangsters, they still talk about the morality of the rivers and lakes, and they also help the Hongxing Gang!" Shen Lang kicked the red hair aside.

"The boss is right, if you lose, you don't lose the battle, we all took the money, if we can't help it, how can we mix on the road in the future!" The voice of the bastard who spoke was hoarse, and Shen Lang knew at a glance that this bastard with blond hair was in the stage of voice change, and he was even underage.

"Yes, there are more than a dozen of us, and he's alone!"

"That's it, heaps to kill him!"

With one person's response, the other bastards suddenly came back to their senses from Shen Lang's ruthlessness at the beginning, and walked towards Shen Lang one by one waving the sticks in their hands.

In the face of the bastards who came up, Shen Lang was still not afraid, and even felt a little ridiculous, these bastards were not very old, and they kept saying that they had a righteous face, as if they had watched too many underworld movies from Hong Kong and Taiwan.

He has been a mercenary for many years, where is there any morality in the underworld, and some are just the ** naked Cong Shen law, think that if these little gangsters know that the ideal underworld is more ruthless and dirty than they imagined, they will definitely be disappointed.

"Boom!"

A stick the thickness of a baby's arm buzzed and struck Shen Lang's head.

Shen Lang missed out, raised his foot and kicked it out, the feeling of strength from his feet made him vaguely feel that he was kicking someone, but before he could see who he had kicked clearly, at least three or four baseball bats and steel pipes hit him from all directions.

At such a time, Shen Lang would no longer care about any etiquette, he directly half-bent his body, pinched the belt of the red hair with his free right hand, exhaled and opened his voice, and the red hair lying on the ground only felt that he was heavy, and then, countless steel pipe baseball bats fell on his body, beating him to the flesh.

"Hit the wrong person's ......"

"Click, click......"

Shen Lang threw the red hair into the air, no matter where the red hair would end up, kicking it down was a sweeping leg, and the bastards who were close around let out a miserable scream, and the dense sound of fractures was extremely permeable in the silent night.

At this moment, the bruised red hair finally fell heavily from mid-air, causing a scream again.

Five or six meters away, the remaining five or six bastards looked at each other, looked at their companions moaning all over the ground, forgot to glance at each other, and trembled all over, neither advancing nor retreating.

Shen Lang's angry eyes swept coldly over the red-haired eyes, as terrifying as a tiger descending from the mountain.

Hongmao only felt that those dark eyes were full of corpses and a sea of blood, which made him have the illusion of being breathless.

"Why, I still want to give it a try, remember, the most important thing is not to be rich and powerful, nor to be able to fight and kill, but to know who can afford to provoke and who can't afford to provoke." Shen Lang sneered, the baseball bat in his hand slashed towards Hongmao's left hand, and with a crisp sound, Hongmao's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

"It's quite bearable, but I don't know if your brothers can bear it!" Shen Lang admired the red-haired appearance, and the pain of broken bones could be endured from time to time.

"Tell me, who sent you!" Shen Lang snorted at Hongmao, and the baseball bat in his hand gestured on the arm of the other thug from time to time.

"I won't say that......" Redfur took a deep breath.

Shen Lang shook his head, looked at the thin bastard on the ground, and said with a smile: "Do you know, there are many kinds of fractures, and the most common fracture is actually bone cracks, but the bones have cracks, although they hurt, but they will be healed quickly." ”

"The fracture of the second Yan zhòng is a veritable fracture, that is, the bone is directly broken, and this fracture is much more painful than the bone crack, because the broken bone residue will be inserted into the muscle, and if it is the chest cavity, it will also be inserted into the organs."

Before Shen Lang finished speaking, the thin bastard was already trembling, he was just an ordinary high school student before, and following the red hair was only because of the rebellious psychology of adolescence, how did he know that it was so terrifying as Shen Lang said.

Shen Lang smiled, revealing his big white teeth, and continued like a demon: "Of course, both of these can be cured, and the third one is comminuted fracture, this kind of fracture, in short, the bones are all slag, all broken, such a person can only be accompanied by a wheelchair for the rest of his life." ”

"Think about it, if you don't say it, your brother will have to take care of the second half of the quilt." After Shen Lang finished speaking, he looked at the red hair with a smile.

Among the mercenaries, there are all kinds of tasks, and he has met a lot of harder than the red hair, although he can't use torture like in the mercenary group, but there is a way to deal with the red hair, a young boy who has entered the underworld because of worship.

I remember that when I was in the mercenary group, because of the needs of the mission, they would often meet some religious maniacs, and often at this time, the firm faith of these religious maniacs would become their best spear.

Just ask me, between the holy relics you believe in and your comrades-in-arms, what will you choose?

And now, the principle of Shen Lang's approach is still figured out.

Aren't you moral, then which do you choose between faith in others and your brotherhood?

"Big brother, save me, I don't want to become a cripple!" The thin boy looked at the red fur with a pleading face.

"I ......" Hongmao's face was full of despair, even when he had just debuted and was chased by more than a dozen people for a few streets, he had never been so desperate.

"You are really selfish enough, your faith alone has caused seven or eight of your brothers to become crippled, and most of your seven or eight brothers are only children in the family, will you raise their parents in the future, can you afford to raise them?" Shen Lang quietly struck Hongmao's mental defense.

"One person does things and one person does it, you kill me, let my brother go!" Redfur took a deep breath and said.

"I respect your morality, so-called, let's each take a step back, I say the name of the person, you nod your head, not you shake your head." Shen Lang looked at the red hair, thinking of the dead brothers of the mercenary group in the past few years, and felt quite emotional.

"Good!"

"Qian Linyu!" Shen Lang said with a smile.

The red hair nodded subconsciously, but shook his head violently.

Shen Lang waved his hand, knowing that he lived here and had an enmity with him, only Qian Linyu, and only the rich second generation would have enough financial resources to drive these bastards to come to the door to find trouble.

"It's all someone else's pawn!" Shen Lang sighed, hooked his body, groped on the leg bones of several bastards for a while, and pulled violently, making a burst of sounds, and after a few minutes, although several bastards were still crying out in pain, they were not as heart-rending as before.

"They're just dislocated, your arm is cracked, you have to go to the hospital!" Shen Lang stood up, clapped his hands, and summoned the bastards who didn't know what to do.

"Don't be a pawn in the future, there is no good end!"

Shen Lang sighed, and was just about to open the security door, when bright car lights suddenly came from the entrance of the community.

"Let's go!"

Seeing Shen Lang's stern face, several bastards hurriedly walked towards the dark place.

A few minutes later, He Shiyu walked down from the coupe with a large bag of things, looked at Shen Lang who was leaning on the door, and couldn't help but smile: "I'm still thinking about inviting you to dinner, Lak, here!" ”

Shen Lang glanced at the large bags of pickled vegetables, cold dishes, and even KFC's junk food in his hand, and pretended to be in pain, "Then you are a little sincere, okay, can't you cook or something yourself?" ”

"I'm afraid of poisoning you!" He Shiyu sneered.

"I am invincible!" Shen Lang replied as he opened the security door.

The two walked into the security door, and He Shiyu asked, "What do you see?" ”

"Your guess is not far from ten, let's go back to the house." The two walked all the way to the second floor, one took out a key to the doors on both sides, suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and said in unison: "Go to you!" ”