The night was moonless, and the sky was drizzling.

In a cold, damp alley, several fat gray rats crawled out of the sewers.

Pointed snouts fluttered in the air, as if they could smell food, and the rats crawled deeper into the alley, despite the rain's wet fur.

Several corpses lay in the alley, some sitting, lying on their stomachs, in different positions.

Blood flowed down the rain, and it was the strong smell of blood that drew the rats in.

But before the big rats could enjoy their meal, there was a sound of crackling footsteps outside the alley, and a group of people hurriedly walked in, scattering the rats in all directions.

The group of people who came in later, there were seven people in total, all wearing uniform black uniforms and a golden police badge pinned to their chests.

The first person was a middle-aged man with a black face, and his appearance was very majestic.

"Captain, it's the Black Tiger Gang again."

A baby-faced young man squatted on the ground, looking at the corpse, and said, "This is the third batch of dead this week, all of them are members of the Black Tiger Gang." ”

"The man was hit hard in the chest and his ribs were shattered."

"Well, this guy has a broken neck bone."

"Huh? This man has a good appearance, but his internal organs are all broken, this is the method of beating cattle across the mountain. ”

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After a while, the baby-faced young police officer analyzed the causes of death of several corpses, and concluded: "It seems that the method should be done by the same person, and I don't know who has such a deep hatred with this Black Tiger Gang, and if they are ruthless enough, they will all be killed with one blow!" ”

"Humph!"

The middle-aged man with a black face snorted coldly, "These gang members have done all the bad things, and it is normal for someone to seek revenge." ”

The baby-faced young man smiled and didn't speak, knowing that usually their police station does not accept the filial piety of the gang. If there is no such gray extraneous money, who would want to come to this slum-like island to work as a policeman, not to mention the low income, it is dangerous.

Of course, not all police officers are willing to take these black money, such as the blackface captain in front of him. Although he did not prevent his subordinates from collecting money, he himself would not touch the money.

"You work in pairs, spread out and ask the people around you to see if there are any clues."

"What about you, Captain?" Babyface asked.

"You go first, I'll stay on site for a while." The black-faced middle-aged man said and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one in his mouth, but did not light it, he had already quit smoking.

Watch your subordinates scatter away.

The black-faced middle-aged man crouched down and looked at a corpse at his feet.

This is a man in his thirties, his face is full of beard, his eyes are wide, and his chest is completely sunken, as if he has been dug out by life.

"It's clear that you can kill the other party with three points of strength, but you have to use ten points of force, how much hatred is this."

The middle-aged man touched the soft chest of his beard and said casually, as if talking to himself.

"The ribs are all shattered into powder, it's too ruthless!"

The rain became heavier and heavier, and suddenly a silver snake flashed in the sky, and the sky and the earth suddenly quieted down, as if something was brewing.

Boom, a series of thunderclaps rang out, and in the dark alley, a shadow seemed to move.

The heavy rain fell on the middle-aged man, and they were bounced away one after another, as if they had encountered an invisible diaphragm.

A voice that could not be concealed by a thunderous roar sounded, faintly, with an indescribable meaning, "I don't have a good impression of these gang members, but if you have a grievance, you can go to the police, and it is against the law to take revenge on your own." So, although I sympathize with you, I still want to arrest you. ”

Brush!

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man flew out close to the ground, and the five fingers of his right hand spread out like dragon claws, grabbing at the wall in the dark part of the alley.

The shadow on the wall writhed, weird and inexplicable, a figure protruded from the shadows, and hehe sneered and smashed a fist at the black-faced middle-aged man.

Boom!

The fists and claws clashed, the strong wind overflowed, and the rain stirred up, turning into a thick mist.

The black shadow swam against the wall of the alley like a gecko, and landed lightly on the top of the wall, and a cold voice sounded, "Unexpectedly, there is a sixth-level source force warrior in the police station of the small Mengke Island. ”

The black-faced middle-aged man grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth, "I didn't expect that the killer who shot so ruthlessly turned out to be a young and beautiful woman." ”

The black shadow standing on the wall was wrapped in a black leather coat, outlining the figure with a concave and convex appearance, a delicate flower, like a bright moon in the night, even the darkness and rain could not hide her brilliance.

The woman said with a cold face: "These scum deserve to die, I'm just doing the right thing for heaven." ”

The black-faced middle-aged man smiled away, "Do the right thing for heaven?" Hey, the only thing in this world that can do the right thing for heaven is the law, and you are sinning. ”

"Humph! If the law is useful, how can the gangs on Mengke Island be so rampant, and which of you policemen has not collected black money from gangs?! ”

"This ......" the black-faced middle-aged man was speechless for a while.

"It's useless to talk too much, if you want to arrest me, let's defeat me first!"

The woman leaped to her feet, like a goshawk pounced, her white fist striking down with a furious force disproportionately beneath.

"Good time!" The middle-aged man's eyes burst into light, his back straightened, like a dragon going out to sea, and he also greeted it with a punch.

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In the early morning, the sky was gray, and the rain that had been falling all night finally stopped.

A lean teenager pushed open the wooden door and walked out of his house, or "shed" as it would be more appropriate.

Taking a deep breath, ignoring the sour smell in the air, the boy looked ahead.

In front of us are "hills" one after another, but these hills are not real mountains, but are made up of countless garbage piles.

This place is the largest garbage dump on Mengke Island, and it is also the place where Zhang Xiaotian begs for a living.

That's right, Zhang Xiaotian is a waste picker.

After scooping up some water in the broken water tank outside the house, Zhang Xiaotian carried a large canvas bag full of patches on his back and walked in the direction of the garbage mountain.

Turning left and right along the trail of the garbage dump, Zhang Xiaotian did not take a look at the surrounding garbage mountain, it was still early, and he still had something to do.

Coming to a secluded place in the depths of the garbage dump, Zhang Xiaotian stopped, which was surrounded by garbage mountains on all sides, leaving only a clearing about 100 meters wide in the middle.

Zhang Xiaotian threw away the garbage bag behind him, came to the corner of a garbage mountain on the right, and after a few pulls, two huge dumbbells made of metal scrap were revealed.

Carrying dumbbells to the open space, Zhang Xiaotian began to do strength training with a snort, looking at his movements are extremely standard, I don't know where this kid learned it.

After a while, sweat the size of beans appeared on Zhang Xiaotian's forehead, and his arms that were struggling to hold the dumbbells began to tremble slightly.

I did more than a dozen, and finally exhausted myself, "bang" and "bang" twice, and the dumbbell hit the ground.

Shaking his head, this body is still too weak.

Then he took some strange poses, like yoga, but the movements were significantly more difficult.

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