In a dimly lit alley in Ogland in the New World, three yellow-skinned young men are looking at a young white girl who is being forced into the corner by them, and the atmosphere of crime is gradually intensifying as the girl screams and begs for mercy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You're running, stinky-." A young man in front of the three of them said viciously, the moist liquor on this man's body seemed to state the cause of the whole thing.

"Even Lao Tzu's wine dares to spill."

Lifting the girl's silent hair, let the originally beautiful face be revealed under the dimly lit street lamp.

Being rejected is just some of the catalysts, but the main reason for this is that this person is beautiful enough to attract attention.

He shoved the girl a few times unscrupulously, and with the disheveled clothes and the girl's appearance, the whole incident reached a climax. The flushed leader's eyes flashed with lust.

"Squeak."

A sound like a voice outside the words attracted the attention of everyone present, including the victim, who was already trembling with fear.

Miracles and hopeful gazes were cast at the source of the sound over there.

In this dark alley, the back door of the bar where the incident took place opened. A man wearing only a pair of pants stood in front of the four men. The girl looked at the latecomer's complexion and closed her eyes in despair.

Zhou Wu stood in this somewhat unfamiliar place, and all this made him somewhat unable to come back to his senses.

"Where is this?" This is the first reaction of almost everyone.

He subconsciously looked up at the still glowing street lamp outside the alley, and the dilapidated walls around him, on which a black graffiti with English slang was painted. A foul-smelling wind outside the alley poured into the alley of this dead end, making Zhou Wu, who was still a little confused, frown.

At least, it's definitely not the city you live in.

"Hey, boy!" The slightly sturdy subordinate next to the young man had noticeably noticed the presence of this uninvited guest. In the eyes of the three of them, Zhou Wu's dress looked more like a crazy guy in a bar, and the guy was kicked out. As for the bright-colored wrench in his hand, it is actually very easy to explain, how can people who come out to play during this time period also bring self-defense weapons.

"Call me?" Zhou Wu responded.

The other party's accented English would never have been half understood if it weren't for the baptism of a lot of British and American dramas without subtitles, but subconsciously he still burst out of his mouth with the most familiar pronunciation. Chinese.

"It's Chinese."

The other of the three rolled his eyes and said to Zhou Wu, who was taller than himself, in a tone that he thought he had been dealing with low-level people for a long time.

"Go back through that door, and act as if you didn't see it." The tone bordered on imperativeness, which is normal in a neighborhood ruled by Vietnamese gangs. The timidity of the Chinese was well known throughout the New World.

And this sentence is also from the mouth of a recently reported burglar, and it is widely used by many criminals.

"What?"

Zhou Wu obviously didn't understand what the other party was trying to say, after all, the lines in the American drama carried the cultural heritage of his world, so how could he help him understand the slang allusions of this world.

But to the short man, it was more like a sign of uncooperation.

Speak sharply.

There was another bright color in the dim alley, and a switchblade was taken out by this Vietnamese monkey, and he looked at Zhou Wu, who was unmoved, and the meaning couldn't be more ordinary.

"Get in!"

This momentum caused the other two to surround them, and one of them even began to reach out to hand over the wrench in Zhou Wu's hand.

I saw that something was wrong, or that I couldn't sit still. Who knows what will happen to them if they don't have weapons.

The young man, who was wearing only a pair of pants, shook his hand and subconsciously gave the short man in front of him the most threatening scoop.

There was a muffled sound.

But he didn't fall.

Zhou Wu looked at the blood on the other party's head, and instantly flowed out of his forehead because of the heavy blow that was not too heavy. With a kick down, the man didn't move, but the other two reacted.

"Boom." Another wrench slammed into the opponent's fist. Hearing the sound of bones cracking at the mouth of the other party's bowl, he threw the person to the ground with a sideways turn. The young man at the end stepped back in disbelief.

Incredible.

Zhou Wu looked at his masterpiece a little stunned, he really didn't expect that he would be so able to fight at most when he usually went to the wild mountains to collect clips.

This is definitely not their own strength.

He looked back at the door behind him, and maybe it was the benefit of passing through it.

"Let's go." The sound of a bullet being loaded.

He turned his head and saw the young man with his gun raised, his face full of cruelty.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out in the alley.

Zhou Wu, who was on the other side of the gun, instinctively felt an obvious burning sensation. Shooting at close range.

The young man in the pants still subconsciously made a dodge movement and threw out the bright wrench in his hand.

There was another muffled thud, hitting the man across from him in the chest.

Both sides were injured almost at the same time, one after the other, and Zhou Wu covered the wound, the spicy pain of the shot through his left shoulder made him believe that it was all true. The other party was even more uncomfortable, and the flying wrench obviously smashed the guy in the chest and dented it. The bone is absolutely broken.

"Ahh

Scream. A woman's scream. The cause of the whole thing was finally brought back to life by the sound of this gunshot.

She showed the instincts of a girl in this alley.

Ura, who heard a siren in the distance, finally relieved Zhou Wu, who was shot at gunpoint.

"Ugh." He staggered to his feet, tugging at the bleeding wound, but he didn't feel very good himself. The pain urged every nerve in Zhou Wu, telling him to go back as soon as possible.

Through that door.

Reached.

His right arm slammed open the door in front of him to get him back.

The back door of the bar also slowly opened under Zhou Wu's pulling.

A bright light shone in front of him, and he felt that something was wrong. Zhou Wu looked up, where was his own warehouse.

It's clearly the back kitchen of the bar.

A couple of guys in kitchen hats were cutting things and looking at the man in his pants outside the door.

A hint of bitterness flashed in his mouth.

Zhou Wu stood in place, afraid that he would not be able to go back.