The sky was cloudy, and it didn't rain, but there was a strong wind.

Wang Xu wanders the streets, a world very similar to the modern world, with a lot of traffic, huge billboards on both sides of the road, and flashing red lights.

After walking for more than half an hour, Wang Xu did not encounter anything special, let alone find out what kind of world this was.

The only thing that made him look sideways was that along the way, at least three people secretly stopped him and asked him sneakily if he wanted something good.

When Wang Xu saw the powder wrapped in a small plastic bag like candy, he chose to refuse very simply.

"Hey, man, would you like to have some fun?" When he walked to the fourth intersection, a young man dressed in hip-hop clothes stopped Wang Xu again.

Wang Xu sighed, what kind of world is this, and the whole people are happy.

In half an hour, I met four hawkers one after another, one on average every two streets, and the policemen of this world were scarecrows in the wheat field, and they didn't come out to take care of them.

"Man, do you want to be happy, what are you looking at me like this, do you know this?" A vendor in a baseball cap and a hip-hop outfit flirted with his clothes.

Wang Xu looked down and saw that under the hawker's clothes, there was a black Beretta 92F pistol.

"Don't waste my time if you don't buy anything!" The peddler walked away with an unhappy face, and under Wang Xu's gaze, he found another passerby.

The passer-by, who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, exchanged words with the peddler for a while, took out a ten-dollar bill and stuffed it.

The vendor smiled with satisfaction, took out a small bag of powder and handed it over, and said in a loud voice: "Man, have a good trip, Liberty City bless you!" ”

"You too, my friend!"

The handsome sixteen or seventeen-year-old man stuffed the powder into his pocket, quickly took out a pistol, and shouted: "Don't move, policeman, raise your hands!" ”

Mighty, mighty...

Sirens sounded on the street, and two police cars sprang out of the corner, one in front of the other and one behind the hawker.

The peddler was already dumbfounded, and after a moment of stunned pulls his legs, he ran away, and the position he ran to was Wang Xu's side.

"Don't run, we'll shoot if you run again!" Six or seven policemen got out of the two police cars and rushed up with a roar.

As soon as the hawker heard this, he pulled out his pistol and fired it twice, and although the bullet did not know where it flew, it also scared the police a few steps slower.

Bang bang bang ...

As the gunshots rang out, the arrest suddenly turned into a firefight, and for a while bullets flew everywhere.

Six or seven policemen took cover in pairs, taking advantage of the large number of people, and kept shooting at the hawkers.

Wang Xu hid behind a big tree and watched for a while, and knew that the hawker's marksmanship was rookie-level, but the policeman's marksmanship was professional-level.

Sure enough, there were more than a dozen firefights between the two sides, and the hawker fell to the ground with screams, and there was an extra bloody hole in his head.

After killing the hawker, two policemen carried the body to the trunk, and some people used a bucket placed in the car to simply rinse the ground.

A minute later, the police car flashed its sirens and left, as if nothing had happened.

"What a professional policeman!" After watching the street shootout at the scene, Wang Xu continued to walk forward while reminiscing.

When he walked to the next intersection, he saw the hot sale of today's newspaper on the newsstand on the side of the street.

There are not many valuable things in the newspaper, except for some lace news, the only thing of value is the name and date of the newspaper.

"Liberty City Daily, June 10?"

Looking at the name and date on the newspaper, Wang Xu asked the boss of the newsstand: "Boss, why is there only a date and no year and month?" ”

"Years, what is that?"

The owner of the newsstand was confused, looking like he didn't know what you were asking.

Wang Xu observed his expression and found that the other party didn't mean to joke, as if he really didn't know what the years and months were.

There are no years in the newspapers, and people here don't know what they are, so how do they calculate time.

The more Wang Xun thought about it, the more strange he felt, and took out his specially customized multi-functional mobile phone in the black super special police world, and began to search for the signal network here.

Two minutes later, Wang Xu used his mobile phone to crack the signal network and began to browse online information.

The city is called Liberty City, and it is located on the east coast of the United States, which looks like the location of New York.

Except that New York has become Liberty City, the rest of the information is no different from modern times, even history.

The only difference is that there is no concept of a year here, and the largest unit of measurement for years is the month.

In addition, another change is that the Black Society here is more powerful than the earth, just like Hong Kong Island in the forties and fifties, where the police and the government work during the day, and the Black Society and gangs work at night.

Up to the neighborhood, down to the street, all under the jurisdiction of different gangs.

In the entire Free City, there are at least dozens of gangs, large and small, vying for territory, among which the Hongmen Triad, the Glove Party, the Black Truth Society, and the Simogor family are the most powerful.

"The whole Liberty City is a battlefield between gangs and police, and all the struggles revolve around pornography, gambling and drugs, and there are no less than 100 firefights every month. In addition to the police and gangs, the struggle between gangs and gangs is even more brutal and unscrupulous, with an average of more than a dozen people killed every day in the battle for turf. ”

Wang Xu browsed the information on the Internet, and his first feeling of Liberty City was chaos.

More than a dozen people are killed in the clashes every day, and the frequency of such firefights is completely unimaginable in reality.

Where is Liberty City, the war-torn areas of the Middle East are still about the same, could it be that all the people here have joined gangs, each with an AK47, and has nothing to do except fight for territory.

"What a weird world!" Wang Xu put down his phone and wandered around Liberty City.

Soon, a day passed, and Wang Xu found nothing.

What kind of world is this, movies, TV series, or biographies, there is no clue at all.

I can't find the main character, I can't find the supporting characters, and I don't even know the main line here.

Wang Xu had no choice but to return to the black super special police world, and only returned again the next afternoon.

"Hey, man, would you like to have some fun?"

Walking at the intersection that he passed yesterday, a young man dressed in hip-hop sneakily found Wang Xu.

Wang Xu was stunned when he saw this guy, if he remembered correctly, he met this person here yesterday afternoon.

Thinking about it later, didn't this guy get killed, fighting with six or seven policemen, and was shot in the head.

"Man, do you want to be happy, what are you looking at me like this, do you know this?" A vendor in a baseball cap and a hip-hop outfit flirted with his clothes.

Wang Xu subconsciously lowered his head, only to see that under the hawker's clothes, it was indeed the familiar Beretta pistol.

"If you don't buy something, don't waste my time."

The peddler said exactly the same thing as yesterday, and even his tone and expression did not change.

Wang Xu hurriedly looked up behind him, and saw a handsome young man of sixteen or seventeen years old, walking over with his pockets.

A minute later...

"Don't move, policeman, hands up!"

"Bang bang..."

Wang Xu, who was hiding behind a big tree, witnessed the hawker being killed on the spot for the second time, and the cause of death was still a headshot.