If you look down from the sky, you can see a long yellow-green cloud, like a curtain, covering the earth. Heavy clouds rubbed against each other, accumulating a large amount of charge. Finally, with a loud roar, bright branches of lightning pierced the sky. The dull sound of thunder echoed in the sky.

The wind speed on the ground is high. The howling air pushed onto the trees on the side of the road, overturned the garbage cans, and scraped away the tin roofs of the slums. The cries were sporadic and soon faded away.

The whole city was dyed yellow-green, and there was a strong stench in the air.

The gate smashed open by the thugs barely nailed to the door. The cold wind outside penetrated through the air, and the radiation concentration inside slowly rose.

Several corpses were piled up in the living room, and the valuables on them were all touched.

Zhao Neng's family hid in the bedroom, and the family was wrapped in a quilt and shivering. From time to time, dazzling white rays flashed outside the window, accompanied by a deafening roar.

His daughter immediately burst into tears, and the mob attack left an indelible shadow on his young heart, and the slightest disturbance made him cry.

"Cry! Cry! Cry! Just know to cry,"

Zhao Neng slapped his daughter in the face, and her daughter's face suddenly became red and swollen, and her crying stopped. He drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and his whole body exuded a strong smell of alcohol, and he was irritable and irritable.

"Zhao Neng, what kind of ability are you, when the thugs come, you only dare to shrink back and push our mother and mother to the front. Now that you're safe, you're up and down, and you're angry with the thugs to do it, what kind of skills are you doing with your son! ”

His wife grabbed him in the face, and his face was covered in blood.

"You stinky! You stinky! ”

Zhao Neng was like an enraged beast, as if he was reading this sentence in his mouth. He was stabbed by his wife's words, and his cowardice and incompetence were deep in his heart. He grabbed his wife's hair angrily and kept punching him.

At first, his wife struggled constantly, but then she was silent, only her fingers were still moving slightly.

"Don't hit Mom! Don't hit Mommy! ”

His daughter screamed and tried to stop him, but he reached out and pushed her, slammed into the wall, and cried weakly.

I don't know how long the fight lasted, but when he came back to his senses, his wife had been beaten beyond recognition by him. There was a sharp pain in his hand, but it was bloodstained on his fist from the broken bones on his wife's face.

As if bitten by a poisonous snake, he let go of the hair in his hand and crawled out of bed.

Outside, it began to rain heavily, with acidic and radiant rain. The whole city was shrouded in the sound of drizzling rain, and no one knew what was going on here.

"I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone."

Zhao Neng looked at his wife's corpse in fear, he wanted to wipe the blood off his hands, but the blood kept flowing out of the wound, and he couldn't wipe it clean.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the house, a rapid knock on the door, as if knocking on his heart. At this time, no ordinary person will come out to visit the door.

Zhao Neng fumbled to handle the thug's shotgun, like a malaria man, and couldn't help spasming.

"Don't make a sound, or I'll pinch you to death."

He said to his daughter.

The daughter was frightened by his hideous expression, and her face turned pale, and she shrank in the corner, trembling. Now, in her eyes, her father is a thousand times more terrifying than the evil spirits in hell.

When Zhao Neng walked to the living room, the door had been knocked down by an impatient knocker, and several pillars of flashlight shot in from outside the door. Several people stood in the doorway, their faces covering most of their faces with radiation-proof respirators. Wear a heavy radiation protective suit blended with lead wire.

Zhao Neng trembled and stretched out the barrel of the gun to shoot, and one of them, one of them, rushed to him, grabbed his barrel, and pulled it upward.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and a chunk of the ceiling was knocked down.

"Zhao Neng, are you crazy?"

The man holding the barrel ripped off the mask from his face, revealing the face below.

"Sir."

Zhao Neng struck a spirit, and he looked at the few people standing behind. They are still wearing masks and seem reluctant to reveal their identities. They walked in from the outside.

"Director, what are you?"

He stealthily blocked the door to the bedroom.

A few people rushed in, checking the traces in the room with flashlights in their hands, recording them in their notebooks, and discussing with each other in low voices. After a while, one of them made a gesture.

"Bring me your gun."

"Huh?"

Zhao Neng looked at the chief suspiciously.

"Rubbish, get your matching gun out."

"Yes, Director."

Zhao Neng panicked and took off the pistol issued by the sheriff from the holster on his waist and handed it over.

The masked men took the guns, set up the bodies, held the guns, resimulated the ballistics, and shot at the wounds of the corpses. Others picked up sprays and removed unnecessary traces from the room. Judging by their actions, it is clear that this is not the first time they have done such a thing.

"Be careful, don't show flaws, everything has to be done perfectly, although Miss Yuan may not necessarily ask, but in case she wants to read the file on a whim, I don't want any flaws on it."

"Yes."

A group of men responded neatly.

Looking at the professional and neat actions of this group of masked people, Zhao Neng was frightened and dazed.

"Director, yes."

As a level 10 security officer, it was the first time he had faced a level 5 boss so closely.

In Zhuxia, there are a total of 10 levels of sheriffs, and in the colonies, the highest rank of sheriffs is the level 3 sheriff chief, and the level 5 sheriff is in charge of the security of the city area, and is the power figure standing at the upper end of the power pyramid in the new Linfenli.

"We retrieved the surveillance footage from the city and found that what happened in your home is quite suitable for a mission we received."

As he spoke, he took out a pure gold cigarette case from his bosom, elegantly took out a cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed it, lit it and smoked it.

Halfway through the draw, he suddenly remembered something, stretched out his hand, and pointed at Zhao Neng.

"By the way, what about your wife? A single burglary can't completely stink him. ”

"Whatever."

"Let your wife make a little sacrifice, you won't be unwilling, don't do anything, just make a perjury, just leave a little bruise and scratch or something."

The sheriff said in a flirtatious tone, shaking the ash from his cigarette.

"This and this."

Zhao Neng couldn't stop breaking out in a cold sweat, and the muscles on his cheeks twitched unnaturally.

"Don't want to?"

The sheriff glanced at him, grabbed him by the collar, snatched him from the bedroom door, and threw him on the floor.

When he opened the door, a strong smell of blood came from inside, which made the sheriff's brow furrow. He walked in and saw the bloody corpse on the bed.

This made him stunned for a moment, and then said ecstatically.

"Zhao Neng, you have saved us a lot of things."

He spoke, beckoning to the masked men in the bedroom.

"Don't be busy with this, deal with this corpse first, make some traces, it's better to be brutal and outrageous."

ps: Thank you for the reward of the book friend Hua on the pancake and the lazy Ying Long, and suddenly found that I haven't asked for a recommendation ticket for a long time, ask for a ticket.