[The silver moon is in the sky, exuding a cold and somewhat poignant brilliance.

The moonlight poured on the bluestone path in the deep alley, and the originally blue path was reflected in a miserable white light, as if it was paved with white bones on the road.

"Uh-a-ah......."

"Devil's ....."

"Don't ....... Don't...."

Somewhere in the depths of the alley, there was a continuous stream of moans and pleadings.

In the moonlight, there were five people lying horizontally, some of them fainted, and some of them only had the strength to tremble and gasp.

The scene in front of them can be described as hell - the heads of the five people are bruised by beatings, the flesh of their hands is cut, the tendons are exposed, there are no fingernails, only bare flesh, the back of the hand is pierced by a dagger, and the sharp blade of the dagger is inserted into the crack of the bluestone, nailing them to the ground.

Moreover, between their legs, there is also a blur of flesh and blood.

"Demonic ...... Spare me! ”

In the deep alley, the man with the Mohican hairstyle stepped back step by step, his eyes full of fear and despair.

In front of him was a teenager.

Black hair and red eyes, a black trench coat, a sharp dagger in his right hand, and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You have to be sanctioned, after all, you have done a lot of things to so many cute little sisters."

The black-haired boy said with a smile, but to the man who sat on the ground and slowly retreated, it seemed like a demon's smile.

"Please stop.... That's right! You can pump my tesuji.... Please, don't waste me...."

Tears flowed from his eyes, and if he was turned into a eunuch by the young man's knife, it would be worse than death.

Even if he doesn't use his hands all his life, he doesn't want to be castrated.

"That's ....."

The young man made a thoughtful gesture, narrowing his blood-red eyes slightly.

"Will you spare me? .... I'm willing to change my ..... in the future."

Seeing the young man's hesitation, the man with Mohican's hairstyle couldn't help but raise his shoulders slightly, looked at him with some excitement and said.

"Poof—"

However, as soon as his words fell, the dagger in the young man's hand flew like a ghost and plunged directly between the man's legs.

"Ahh Ahh ”

Blood splattered, and he immediately knelt on the ground, clamped his legs, and let out a pig-killing wail in pain.

"Don't.... Don't...."

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he curled up and trembled in despair.

Perhaps for him, the mental damage is more than the physical damage.

"Bang-"

The boy stepped forward, grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and lifted him up, he grabbed the boy's hand, and twisted his body in pain.

Holding his neck, the young man's red eyes were filled with blood-red light.

"Those who are qualified to hurt others are only those who are not afraid of harm, and those who are qualified to kill are only those who are ready to be killed."

Under the moonlit night, he coldly glanced at the man whose lower body was stained with blood, and said word by word.

Then, the fingers flipped over, and the hand was raised, and the blade was slashed towards the man's hand—

......

"Those crumbs ......"

After searching his area, Aaron did not receive any information from his accomplices for a long time.

He was a little puzzled as to why none of his accomplices had contacted him for so long, and it stands to reason that they should have searched all the areas by this time, and someone should have contacted him.

Ah Long slowly walked into the deep alley, and at this moment, his mobile phone rang.

It is a prompt tone when you receive a text message.

"Cut, is it finally here?"

He turned on his phone with an unhappy expression, and then his pupils constricted.

This is an MMS message with only one photo on it.

In the photo, the six members of the Night Maniac are lying on the ground, their heads bruised, their lower bodies stained with blood, their tendons picked, their nails peeled off, and their hands pinned to the ground with sharp blades.

He clutched the photo tightly, his hands trembling violently, and then a terrifying smile curled into the corners of his mouth.

"Interesting ....."

A dark and terrifying voice rang out at the entrance to the deep alley. 】

......

Standing on the top of the stone wall of the deep alley, my black trench coat dancing in the wind, I calmly waited for the arrival of the last prey.

I've already sent him a message, he'll be over.

According to the information given to me by the Dark Moon Chamber of Commerce, this Ah Long is a guy with extremely high self-esteem and cannot be provoked.

If you trick him into coming, he may not come if he is suspicious.

Directly sending a photo so that he can see the tragic situation of his subordinates is the best challenge book.

"There's only one last prey left."

I whispered slowly, pulling the last dagger from my dagger clip, turning the dagger around my fingertips, waiting for Aaron to arrive.

Just as I was waiting a little boring, suddenly, I noticed a figure walking unhurriedly at the other end of the deep alley.

Dressed in a black robe, with a bare chest, a bald head, and tattoos all over his body.

His eyes were murderous and tyrannical, he held a three-foot-long saber in his hand, and of course, I noticed the pistol at his waist.

It's still here, Aaron, the leader of the Night Maniacs.

The original middle-level figure of the Chamber of Commerce, ruthless, good at using guns.

Now I am not in the best state of natural awakening, but an incomplete awakening state by drugs.

Most of the other people of the Night Maniac are the scum of the mafia, but the one in front of him is not to be underestimated, he is a real mafia.

"It's coming."

I stood on top of the alley and spoke to him slowly.

"You killed them?"

He looked at me in a high place and asked coldly.

"That's right."

I confessed, and with a kick of my foot off the wall, landed in the alley in front of him.

Standing face to face with him, not far from twenty meters.

"Not bad.... I know a rough idea of who you are..... Sixteen years old, with black hair and red eyes..... You're the tenth generation of Darkmoon. ”

Ah Long said slowly, he actually knew my identity, which surprised me a little.

"Well, I'm the tenth generation - Ji Shen."

Since he guessed correctly, I don't want to deny it.

"Ji Shen? ...... In the past, in the Chamber of Commerce, we all said that you were a waste.... I didn't care about you, now that you've been trained by the Chamber of Commerce? ”

Ah Long walked up step by step and asked me slowly.

It seems that he does not know the second personality.

People who don't have talent, no matter how much they train, still have a gap with genius, I don't just train all the time, the key is that I have a highly gifted second personality that is completely different from the first personality.

"Almost..... In fact, sanctioning you is also training. ”

I said with a wicked smile.

That's right, the Chamber of Commerce doesn't think highly of you at all, it's just the object of my training.

"The Chamber of Commerce is really arrogant.... Look down on me so much. ”

When he heard my words, he clenched his fists in anger, and his eyes were red.

"So.... If I kill the young master, I should be able to let them see my power......"

Then, his eyes turned blood-red, he clenched the saber in his hand, and smiled madly at me.