Dongguo, Shanghai Port, Paparazzi Bay Pier - Bazaar Bar, psychedelic lights flashing, smoky, full of alcohol. Wearing a black silk suspender belt and a rich smoky makeup, the female model was twisting her waist vigorously on the stage, attracting bursts of boos from the audience, accompanied by excited wolf howls. The greasy middle-aged man with a big belly in the audience waved the banknotes in his hand and whistled hard. The lights are red and green, drunk and golden, here is a place to forget worries, and it is also a gold cave. As long as you have money, you can get everything a man can only dream of here.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the air in the bar, just in front of the bar, a black leather jacket, simple short hair with a wide and well-proportioned back, wearing a biker jacket with a giant shark with sunglasses embroidered on the back. The man was sitting at the bar, sipping a glass of "Tongue Randu" in front of him. The man is not ugly, but he is not very handsome, at least in the era of lack of masculinity, as long as he does not look at his gaze in the crowd, he is an ordinary young man. Although he is very young, twenty years old, his resolute and angular silhouette can make people more and more fascinated the more he looks at it, as if he has a story beyond his years.

When the brilliant light flashes through the goblet, it bursts into a burst of dreamy color. The man looks relaxed, but those who know him well will know that he is on high alert. The side of his head is tilted to the side, as if he is feeling the heavy drum beat of the music, but he is actually using his afterglow to be vigilant behind his back. It looks like the body is a little wobbly, following the music. In fact, it is to prevent people from being targeted at the heart or head. His name is Zeng Zhengdong, and he is the protagonist of the story, and he is waiting for a person, a connector.

On the dance floor, a punk girl with thick smoky eyes, scarlet lips, hair combed back and tight braids, wearing a camisole, leather pants with metal buttons, and a pair of pointed-toe high heels is dancing to the rhythm. The vague afterglow always glances at the bar. At the same time, looking at the four seats, the surroundings seemed to be an illusion, and there were always some vague afterglows glancing at the rickety back of the bar, like a pack of jackals waiting to be hunted.

Bazaar Bar is not well-known, but at the same time it is famous - in circles. Located in a remote marina, it is not very busy, but the roads are intertwined, and people who are not familiar with this place will not find this place at all. It is claimed that there will be new young models joining every month, whether it is domestic or foreign, those women who can't stand the hard work to earn money to support themselves, will choose to try their luck here, if they are selected, then the remuneration is very considerable. Although the bar is not picky about customers, not everyone can come here, and only those who are introduced by regular customers can enjoy the membership treatment here.

Midnight, just after eleven o'clock. The dance floor suddenly changed its style to a soft Xihaiqin flavor, and many tired people began to return to their seats. Zeng Zhengdong flicked the sleeve of his left hand with his right hand, and a delicate watch appeared in the cuff to look at the time.

At the same time, a voice sounded in my ear: "Handsome guy, help me check the time?" "It's the punk ponytail on the dance floor just now.

When Zeng Zhengdong heard this, he straightened his body from the lazy reclining just now. "I'm sorry, but my time is Sea Country time."

The girl smiled and raised her eyebrows: "I don't know if it's too late to see the sunrise in Haiguo?" ”

"Of course, the time is just right." Zeng Zhengdong teased casually.

The girl took the opportunity to sit down next to Zeng Zhengdong, snapped her fingers, and said to the bartender with a smile: "Margaret, thank you" No one knew that they had completed a code exchange.

The bartender understood, reached for the wine from the wine shelf, and made her a "Margaret".

Then he took out a delicate metal cigarette case from his butt pocket, took out a slender lady's cigarette, lit it, took a shallow puff, and put the cigarette case on the bar in front of him. The inside of the cigarette case lid is diagonally towards Zeng Zhengdong.

Zeng Zhengdong looked over, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he saw a word on the inner cover: "Run"

Zeng Zhengdong picked up his tongue and drank it up. He took out two wrapped bills from his pocket, slapped them on the bar, and pressed his hand slightly. Get up and leave without looking back. As Zeng Zhengdong turned around, he looked around the bar and then walked straight to the door. Just as they approached the gate, at least eight of the four figures stood up at the same time and followed towards the gate.

At this time, the punk girl who had just served a wine glass on the bar stretched out her left hand like lightning and flashed on the money that Zeng Zhengdong slapped on the bar just now, and instantly held a small object in the palm of her hand, without attracting anyone's attention at all.

Outside the Bazaar Bar, it was late at night when the moonlight shone on the streets, reflecting neon-lit signs, and there were people who left drunk and satisfied, as well as people who came in groups to start the nightlife. Zeng Zhengdong had just walked out of the door of the bar, when he suddenly accelerated, and ran in from the alley next to the bar, and at the same time, the person who rushed out of the bar in a hurry held his ear as if he had received an order, and also dodged and chased after him from the alley just now. The entrance to the bar is still brightly lit, and the colorful people who come in and out have absolutely no idea what's going on.

Zeng Zhengdong had just entered the alley, and was about to turn towards the sea, when he was at the mouth of a T-shaped alley, he suddenly turned sideways. I saw that his left hand turned back and lifted his coat, held a pitch-black pistol at his waist, leaned to the left, put the four fingers of his right hand together, opened his tiger's mouth, and made a "figure eight" shape in his palm, slapping his ribs like lightning. As if rehearsed, a hand holding a pitch-black dagger appeared there and stabbed him under the ribs, just slapped on the wrist by Zeng Zhengdong, Zeng Zhengdong pinched the opponent's wrist together, pulled out his left hand from his back, and brought his right hand out of the dark, his left hand was on his chest, and he pulled the trigger continuously. "Poof, poof, poof" three muffled sounds, and the person who was pinched by his wrist shook three times, and suddenly slowly tilted to the side as if he had been drained of all his strength. Zeng Zhengdong flipped his right hand and snatched the pitch-black dagger in his hand.

At this moment, Zeng Zhengdong's hair stood up, his eyes widened, and he quickly pounced to the left. With a "poof", a bullet passed through the thigh of the assassin just now, and the bullet changed its trajectory slightly and then shot into Zeng Zhengdong's right calf. At this time, a scream broke through the air. Zeng Zhengdong fell into the alley, bounced up like lightning, and limped into the depths. At this time, several bar "players" dressed in various colors arrived. They examined the body, said something to the headphones, and then turned and chased after the alley where Zeng had gone to the east. In the dark, Zeng Zhengdong slowly walked out of the alley, looked at the direction of several people expressionlessly, quietly changed the direction and ran quickly. Only a long trail of blood was left in the darkness, glowing black in the moonlight.

Due to the injury, Zeng Zhengdong had to cancel his plan to escape to the beach, the bullet just passed through another person's thigh, the kinetic energy decreased sharply, the bullet was embedded in the calf muscle, blocking the wound, and the bullet could gradually expand the wound inside with the contraction of the muscle, the sharp pain was not something that ordinary people could bear, but Zeng Zhengdong was silent. He did not dare to run wildly on the road, so that it was easy for snipers to catch the trajectory of movement. He can only move irregularly through shadow cover. But the good times didn't last long, and when he ran to the next intersection, he revealed his whereabouts again, and the sound of two bullets breaking through the air was heard, and the sniper shot again. The bullet did not hit Zeng Zhengdong, and two large pieces of cement debris were hit on the concrete floor to his right, probably unintentionally killing him, and the sniper's aiming point was relatively low, aiming to incapacitate him and try to capture him alive.

But then the nearby "hounds" got the information and began to outflank him. Zeng Zhengdong gritted his teeth, like a cat, used his hands and feet at the same time, climbed to the second floor of a shop next to him in three or two steps, carefully pried open the window with a dagger, and got in.

On the second floor was a supermarket warehouse, and Zeng Zhengdong shrank in the corner, and then began to catch his breath and check his injuries. I tore off one of the sleeves of my shirt, fastened the bullet above my calf, and pressed the side of the watch dial, and the entire watch dial began to glow faintly. With the light, Zeng Zhengdong poked the wound with a dagger and slowly picked out the bullet. With a soft sound, the bullet embedded in the calf bounced on the ground and rolled to the side, Zeng Zhengdong hurriedly tied the wound with the sleeve of his shirt.

At this time, there was a faint sound downstairs, Zeng Zhengdong hurriedly extinguished the glimmer on his wrist, and grabbed the pistol on the ground with his left hand. Slow your breathing, shrink into the dark, and slowly merge with the darkness. Downstairs, a few people who had gathered around got the news, slowly approached and exchanged gestures, and quietly opened the glass door of the shop with tools. Three of them stood guard at the door, two entered the first floor to search, and three crept up to the second floor.

Zeng Zhengdong breathed slowly, ready to attack in the dark, as cautious and cautious as a cheetah pounced. Seeing three people coming up, he counted the bullets in his pistol, and there were four more rounds, which had a very low margin for error. Just when the three of them walked to the window to check, Zeng Zhengdong, who was shrinking in the dark place of the packing carton, moved, only to see that in an instant he raised his hand and shot two shots in succession, the person by the window was shot in the chest by a shot, and the other one meter away from the window just reacted, and the moment he turned around, the second shot of the gun's recoil rose accurately, and he was shot in the head.

Seeing a bullet hole in his face, his companion fell straight in front of him, and the third person at the back immediately threw himself to the side, and then quickly pulled out his pistol and shot blindly at the place where he heard the sound. At this time, Zeng Zhengdong was no longer in place, and after he fired two shots, he calculated the reaction of the remaining people, and immediately used the moment he observed his accomplices to move to the opposite side, and at the same time he saw the gunfire. Sure enough, there was a muffled thud that followed, and the last person was also shot in the chest. He fell to the ground, staring unwillingly at the tall figure that came out of the darkness in front of him. Feel the life gradually leaving your body. The figure ignored him, but gently kicked his pistol away and crept its way down the stairs.

At the same time as the gunshots rang out on the second floor. The two people on the first floor quickly went up to the second floor, just out of the staircase, stabbed a dagger obliquely, the scene was almost the same as Zeng Zhengdong's first encounter with a dagger attack, but this person did not react, only felt cold under the ribs, the dagger pierced the burp membrane and went straight to the lungs, he stared round, couldn't shout, fell backwards, Zeng Zhengdong then dodged out, slightly aimed at the stairs and fired a shot, the poor person on the stairs just caught the body of his companion, he was shot in the neck, coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, and there was no movement, At this time, Zeng Zhengdong picked up the pistol that had been hit by the dagger just now and walked downstairs. The three people downstairs heard the movement and did not dare to go up, but only stood guard at the door, and the sniper changed his position, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the window on the second floor. The air was suddenly quiet, and the two sides were embarrassed in this small supermarket. Zeng Zhengdong didn't know the situation outside and didn't dare to rush out blindly, and people outside didn't dare to come in.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

There was a sudden exchange of fire from the direction of the sniper in the distance, followed by several soft noises outside the shop, followed by the sound of three falling to the ground.

Then I heard the sound of the glass door breaking, two round objects rolled in, Zeng Zhengdong's eyes were wide, the secret road was not good, one rolled under the cash register of the supermarket, only to hear two loud bangs, Zeng Zhengdong's eardrums suddenly became deaf. Enduring the dizziness of his head, Zeng Zhengdong got up and staggered up to the second floor.

Immediately after that, three heavily armed men in black rushed in from the first floor. Zeng Zhengdong shot first on the second floor, and was deaf due to the shock of his ears, but Zeng Zhengdong endured the discomfort, regained his balance by feeling, and rushed in at the door The three people did not aim, and raised their hands to shoot continuously, boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! One of the three was shot through the neck, and a black stream of blood erupted in the moonlight. The other two hurriedly hidden, and shot at Zeng Zhengdong's bar, the first floor was a mess, full of gunsmoke, and when the remaining two people just stopped to check on their teammates, they only heard the "whoosh~~~" sound of breaking the air, Zeng Zhengdong didn't have time to change the bullet, and threw the dagger in his hand at the place where the fire flickered just now.

Nearby, there was the sound of a dagger entering flesh. Another man in black was also changing the bullets of the submachine gun, when he suddenly heard the muffled snort of his companion, his hand trembled, and the magazine fell to the ground. There was a "click" sound in the silent air, and a vigilant Zeng Zhengdong jumped up like lightning, turned over the bar and rushed straight to the sound, the first hot touch came from the other party's gun, he held it near the muzzle, and he didn't care about the muzzle burning palm, and the other hand accurately copied the opponent's neck, and at this time the black-clothed man reacted, ready to take out the dagger from the mouth of the boot, and then how could Zeng Zhengdong give him this opportunity, the hand holding the muzzle did not let go, and pressed it head-on to the other party's face, "Poof~~" The man in black was smashed into a full house. Then he took the opportunity to put his hands together, leaning his back against the corner of the wall as much as possible, "cross-locking his throat", only to see that the locked person couldn't even make a sound, and his feet were struggling instinctively, but the lack of breath was getting weaker and weaker.

Just as Zeng Zhengdong was about to deal with the man in black, suddenly there was a loud bang on the wall behind him, boom! Zeng Zhengdong's back wall was pierced, and if someone looked from the side, it was a human palm that pierced the wall! This palm passed through the wall and instantly grabbed Zeng Zhengdong's collar, and then with a lightning-like pull, boom, Zeng Zhengdong's whole person was knocked into the wall, and then broke through the wall, and was thrown outside the supermarket, landing on his back, Zeng Zhengdong was blackened by this blow, plus the impact on his back, the smell of blood in his chest surged up, and he almost fainted. He knew that he was going to finish, and he beat his spirits and wanted to struggle to turn over. The owner of the hand that got up but broke through the wall would not let him get his wish, and grabbed him by the neck with one hand and lifted him up. Zeng Zhengdong felt that this hand was like a mechanical plie, and the caliper was on his neck. He didn't instinctively punch and kick in the hope that the other party would back down and relieve his suffocation, but it was in vain. "Damn! Dark Angel 。。。。。 Zeng Zhengdong thought so in his mind when he passed out in a coma.

The movement of this street is too big, the nearby streets sounded a shrill siren, police cars from all directions are coming, in the dark, the owner of the giant hand casually threw down the unconscious Zeng Zhengdong, and got into a black Seret (Haiguo Jeep) with an expressionless face, one of the two men in black who followed him was lifted up by the man in black who was knocked down by Zeng Zhengdong, and the other set up Zeng Zhengdong also followed into another car and walked away.

When the police car arrived, the scene was a mess, with glass slag and various supermarket items scattered all over the street. Eight corpses were silently carried away.

What no one noticed was that in the dark corner of the street, there was a girl with a ponytail, silently watching all this, and her fingers were pinched by her until they were blue. I silently said in my heart: "Brother Zeng, don't die." ”