Do you know the footless bird? They fly all their lives and do not stop in front of the world.

Baron wandered aimlessly down the street, putting on a mask to make sure no one would recognize him at a glance.

He looked around the city in the sunset and suddenly wanted to take a puff of cigarette.

He slowly walked up to the top of a building, where a moment of silence was what he wanted.

Once, he and Hannah were looking down on the city from the top of a tall building.

It's a place with a huge dark side, and it's a suspicion between people everywhere, however, Hannah says she doesn't hate it.

For this place is also a place where people walk, and this place has an abominable black shadow, but there is also a place where it exudes its own brilliance.

Once, Baron and Hannah said that he would dedicate his life to this place, and that his former hometown was this place, although after the apocalypse, his hometown was destroyed.

But this place was born, right on top of the original place in his hometown, so he loved this place very much.

But he had too much to hide, he had told Hannah everything, but now, the last person who knew his secret had gone to heaven.

At this time, he was also confused, and Baron felt that everything he was striving for seemed to be something as ethereal as smoke.

However, just when he was confused, he heard some voices, as if someone was calling for help.

Baron subconsciously identified the source of the sound, as if it was next to the building.

Baron looked down from the side of the building, which was a cul-de-sac, where a woman was being framed by several men, and the woman was caught by several men and could not move.

"Stop!"

It wasn't Baron shouting, it was a man at the entrance of the alley.

Baron couldn't see the person's face clearly from the top of the tall building, but Baron still hurried down first, after all, this person had bought a little time, otherwise, when he went down, maybe the first one would be over.

By the time Baron got downstairs, he had heard a group of people beating people, kicking the man who was shouting to stop.

"Stop!" Baron shouted, this one

Zi shouted more imposingly than the people just now, and those people stopped.

"Fuck, I want to play today, where are so many fools?" The person in the lead felt a little angry.

But in an instant, with a flash of the blade, his clothes fell to the ground, the incision neatly without hurting his skin.

The blade pressed against his neck, and the cold glint in his eyes was like a knife, which made the man stunned in an instant.

"You, you are, deputy director of the Beijing Inspection Bureau!" The man finally recognized Baron, and his voice trembled.

A few people next to him turned around and were about to leave, but before they could take two steps, Baron was already at the front of the alley, and the knife had cut a deep trench in the ground.

"Whoever takes a step out of this line, die!" Baron's voice was like thunder, making several people weak.

Baron slowly walked in front of the beaten man and nodded him on tiptoe: "Hey, get up." ”

Baron was taken aback when the man raised his head, and the man grinned, "Yo, uncle, long time no see." ”

This person Baron is very familiar, it turned out to be a thief, he was caught by Baron three times, this person looks nothing special, at first glance he looks like an honest man, but the two eyes are always dripping, and he knows whether anything is worth it as long as he looks at it.

This guy's craftsmanship is also quite good, there is a nickname in the mixed place is four hands, the thief is called three hands, and his skills are the best, so he is called four hands.

Baron looked at him, raised an eyebrow, and gestured to the woman, "You know?" ”

Four hands stood up and smiled: "I don't know." He shook the dirt off his body, and his whole body was trampled by the people just now.

Just as Baron was about to continue talking, he heard someone next to him shouting to him: "Hey~, Deputy Director." ”

Baron turned around and saw that the man was Philip, patrolling with his team.

Baron told Philip about the situation, and Philip nodded: "Oh, the deputy director, what do you think, these guys are correcting the law on the spot?" ”

When those people heard these words, they immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, kowtowing like chickens running to broken rice.

"You can do it yourself." Baron lit a cigarette and took a puff, anyway, according to the process, that is

A detention is punishable on the charge of attempted action.

But it would be unlucky to meet Philip, if it were Anders and Huo Qiyuan, then it would be better to go according to the regulations, and Philip would be different.

Philip took out his knife and shook it in front of several people: "I think, how about confiscating the tools of the crime?" I'm going to have a fast knife. ”

After listening to this, those people felt a chill between their legs, and a chilling feeling welled up in their hearts.

And Philip's smile was so mad that these people felt indescribable fear.

"However, I'm not a devil after all, I haven't had time to do anything yet, have I?" Philip pretended to put the knife away, still smiling on his face.

Those people hurriedly chimed in: "You're right, we are, impulsively." ”

Philip pointed to the four hands that had just been beaten: "Did you still kick him?" ”

After listening to this, those few directly slapped their mouths twice, and directly slapped their faces red.

"Don't worry, I mean, let him kick you and I'll let you go, how about it?"

Those people seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "Okay, okay, don't say one kick, ten kicks." ”

Philip's smile grew stronger: "Then let's spread your legs apart." ”

"What?" Those few didn't understand what Philip meant.

"Spread your legs apart and kick them there." Philip's words were like a thunderbolt, scaring several people into confusion.

The people shuddered, "This, how can this work?" ”

"If it doesn't work, just cut it, draw the knife!" With that, Philip took out the knife.

In the end, those people were under pressure and ready to accept the kick.

Four hands were first kicked at the first person, and that person instantly felt a flying feeling.

But Philip was not satisfied, he said that the kick was not strong, and then he trained it himself, and then let the four hands make up for it.

The next few people he used various reasons such as angles to fool them, and in the end, each of them was kicked at least seven or eight times.

It is estimated that they will never forget today's lesson for the rest of their lives, with a little sadness.