Dozens of figures wandered around the corner of 14th Street, all dressed in uniform blue-gray shirts, with a crooked smiling face painted on the back of the shirt, and the words "destruction is the top" written underneath the smile, apparently a symbol of some underground force. The so-called underground forces are mostly composed of some wanted criminals. Most of their contributions have been reduced to 0, and they have evaded the capture of the guards through some means, secretly gathered together, and formed several forces, wandering in the darkest cracks at the bottom, surviving by plundering the materials of the residents at the bottom.

Officially, these shady organizations are collectively referred to as "beetles", and 14th Street is undoubtedly the best place to breed beetles. There are no less than ten parasitic underground forces here, each with its own number and mark, and it is also divided into spheres of influence, and the ordinary residents within the area must pay monthly supplies to each force to ensure their survival.

Since these beetles have been entrenched at the bottom for many years and never provoke the rich at the top, although the military knows about their existence, they have not completely eradicated them. The residents at the bottom have always been inconvenient to manage, and with the mutual restraint of these forces, a temporary balance can be reached. Even if there is a small fight from time to time, it will not cause any big trouble. For the managers at the bottom, the temporary balance is also a balance, so they have been turning a blind eye to these underground forces.

"Stop!" A punk-headed man at the head of the group raised his hand to the crowd behind him and shouted.

"What's wrong, Team Leader Inoue?" A middle-aged man with eyes so small that he could barely see asked.

"Listen, someone's coming." Inoue looked at the white light of the street and said coldly.

The rest of the people were startled, for they also heard a sound of footsteps coming from the street, and although the sound was slight, it was still faintly audible on the relatively quiet and closed 14th Street. There are only two types of people who can appear on 14th Street during this time, one is a beetle like them, and the other is the occasional 14th Street patrol.

They all looked warily in the direction of the sound of footsteps, and in a few moments, a black figure stepped out of the white light. After seeing that there was only one person coming, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and every time the escort came to patrol, there were at least 10 people, and they would not choose to come when most of the residents went to work. The person who came was covered in a gray cloak, and his face could not be seen clearly, but judging from his figure, he should be a woman.

Woman? A glimmer of excitement flashed in Inoue's eyes, and it was the first time he had seen a woman who dared to walk into the 14th Street alone.

"Yo, little sister, are you lost?" Inoue stood in front of the figure with a few accomplices and smiled wickedly.

"It's not safe here, we'll take you where you want to go!" The small-eyed man said obscenely as he looked at the man. Although she still couldn't see the person's face clearly, the faint fragrance emanating from her body was enough to reveal her gender.

After running out of the house, Asaarashi went directly to the Star Cafe, and Matthew told her that Xia Yan had gone to Aoki House. She knew that today was the day to go to Liuli Academy, and he naturally had to say goodbye to Tiandao and the children, so she hurried from Knights' Square to 14th Street.

Facing a few people blocking the way, Qianlan frowned slightly, not afraid of them, but the 14th Street was mixed, for the sake of the children of Aoki Mansion, she was extremely low-key every time she came to Xia Yan, and did not attract anyone's attention. I didn't expect to be blocked as soon as I entered 14th Street today.

"Don't be afraid, no one dares to hurt you with us." Seeing that she didn't react, Inoue thought she was too scared to move, so he couldn't wait to take off the hat from her head. At the moment when he stretched out his hand, a cold chill came out of the cloak, causing his raised hand to involuntarily stop in midair.

The beetles on 14th Street live on the cusp of the storm all year round, and their mentality has been trained to be much calmer than ordinary people. And Inoue stands out from the ordinary beetles, and being the leader of this team, in addition to ruthless means, the ability to respond to crises is also essential. Normally, even in the face of the escort with a loaded gun in his hand, he would not show a trace of fear. But today, when facing the weak-looking figure in front of him, he suddenly had a feeling of being on his back. This made him shocked at the same time, and at the same time produced an inexplicable excitement.

Just as Inoue was about to go out of his way to uncover the true face of the person in front of him, a huge motorized airship suddenly fell from the sky, and then a dazzling light crashed into it. Inoue was shocked and hurriedly jumped back, barely avoiding the impact of the jet. However, his accomplices were not so lucky, they only felt a flower in front of their eyes, and the sound of sharp pain and broken ribs came from their chests, and the members of the group were attacked one after another, screaming and screaming.

Inoue didn't expect that so many of his people would be suddenly attacked, and the people who came didn't seem to have any mercy on his subordinates, so he couldn't help but redden. He steadied himself and hurriedly pulled out the automatic pistol hidden in his clothes, and as soon as he raised it, a sharp knife light followed him and slashed at him.

With a "click", the automatic pistol and his fingers holding the trigger were severed by Qi Brush. The pain in the well was blocked in his throat, and the fear of death rose in his heart. He only had time to make out a red shadow and a dazzling light, and the next moment, a long, cold knife had pierced through his right collarbone. His right hand, which had lost a finger, lost sensation in an instant.

Inoue gripped the long knife with his still mobile left hand, the pain causing his face to contort and blood and sweat to his neck. He struggled to look up from the ground and saw a tall, red-faced figure with a red ghost-faced helmet standing in front of him like an iron tower, holding the slender sword that pierced him in his right hand and a purple-gold scabbard in his left hand. Behind him, there was a blood-red motorboat that was steadily parked where he was standing, and the front of the car was converted into a huge cyan Yaksha head, which shone a strong light from Yaksha's eyes, "Ah, really, why did that kid let you wander around 14th Street alone?" The man didn't look at them, but turned his head and looked at Qianlan who was standing in place and said.

Asa Lan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the man.

"Who are you? We are the backbone of the 'Smile Club'! Inoue felt the terrifying aura pouring out of the man in front of him, but he was still not to be outdone, coughing and saying fiercely.

"Wait, Team Leader Inoue." The small-eyed man was lying under the street lamp next to him, looking at the motorcycle, and said to Inoue with some horror, "The red yaksha-headed motorized airship, the red ghost-faced helmet, this person is ...... 14th Street Yaksha! ”

"What? The man who single-handedly wiped out all the members of the 37th regiment? Inoue's leg went limp, and he almost fell to the ground, but as soon as he moved, the wound on his collarbone widened a little, and the pain almost made him faint.

Hearing this, the 14th Street Yaksha turned his head and said coldly, "Now, how can we fix them?" ”

Inoue and the others were shocked when they heard this, among the many forces on 14th Street, the name of Yaksha was probably the loudest and most terrifying. The 37th Regiment, the strongest force before 14th Street, was composed of 37 vicious criminals, and when the members of the organization were fighting with other forces, they brutally killed several households on the street, and even two children under the age of ten who passed by were brutally murdered by them. On the night of the incident, a man riding a red yaksha ghost-headed motorboat and wearing a red ghost-faced helmet appeared in the 37th Regiment's sphere of influence, and overnight, wiped out all the members of the 37th Regiment. In such a place, the fist is always more convincing than the law, and since then the 37th Regiment has been completely wiped out from 14th Street, and the Yaksha has become a legend. Because of the existence of the Yaksha, although the various forces of 14th Street exploited the poor, they did not dare to go too far.

Ashiran shook her head helplessly, she had known the person in front of her for many years and knew that he was not a cruel and violent person. "Leave them alone, let's go back first." Asa-ran stepped directly into the back seat of his jet jet.

"Listen to you." Yaksha shrugged and said nonchalantly, pulling the knife from Inoue, wiping the blood from his clothes and retracting the scabbard. "You guys," he said to the group of "beetles" who were relieved to hear Asarashi say that they didn't care about them, and they were so frightened that Inoue fell to the ground weakly and looked up at him. "Smile Club, huh? Go back and tell your boss, get out of 14th Street today, or I'll visit you in person, and I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh at that time. His tone was steady, but every word struck them like a hammer.

A few men who had just been invincible just now lay on the ground and nodded in agreement, Yaksha stopped looking at them, got into the driver's seat of the motorcycle, turned his head and whispered to Asaarashi, "Hold on." Then he drove away in a motorboat.

Inoue saw that the airship was far away, and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes. "14th Street Yaksha, I won't let you go." He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said viciously.

"Forget it, Team Leader Inoue, this is a hard bone, and we can't gnaw on it." The small-eyed man said angrily, and his arm was broken, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's not in vain! Have you forgotten what we came out for? Inoue said to him angrily, and a mouthful of blood came up again.

"The Boss wants us to come out and contact the forces that are willing to ally with us." A short man who managed to crawl out of the garbage heap said.

"That's right, but why should people ally with us? You and I are self-aware, and the Smile Club is only a second-rate force at best on 14th Street. Inoue took off his clothes to stop the bleeding and said to his subordinates who were slowly surrounding.

"We're just a group of minions, and the meaning of the upper echelons is naturally only known to you, the team leader." The small-eyed man grinned reluctantly.

"I'm not afraid to reveal it to you," Inoue said as he looked around at no one else, but still kept his voice low, "Alliance means 'reverse scale'. ”

"You mean the rebel army outside the country." The small-eyed man's eyes lit up and he said.

"That's right, it seems that the reverse scale is already paving the way for a counterattack back to the city, as long as the several forces of the 14th Street are united, we will be counted as the internal response of the reverse scale, and when the time comes, with the help of the power of the reverse scale, the glass kingdom will dare to resist, what is a yaksha?" Inoue continued to whisper, coughing incessantly.

"I didn't expect the Boss to be able to contact them," the small-eyed man muttered, "so that we can finally get out of this rat-like underground life, right?" I just don't know how long I'll have to wait......"

Inoue sneered when he heard this, still staring viciously at the direction where Yaksha and Asashi were leaving: "They don't dare to show their true faces, obviously because they have scruples. When I figure out what their scruples are, maybe I won't have to wait for the help of the scales to get revenge today. ”