Novice Mission: Kill Senior Inspector Chen Guorong and reward him with 1,000 points of darkness for an instant return.

Newbie benefits, possessed protagonist Guan Zu, inherit all his skills and physical fitness, and can be retained after completing the task. (Only available for Starter Missions and Special Missions)

Zhang Xin blinked his eyes, he was now on a soft big bed, he had never slept in such a good bed in his life, but the reason why he was lying here was not because the bed was too soft, but because he was quietly digesting those memories.

He is now Zhang Xin, but he is also Guan Zu, a super rich second generation, but he does not make good use of this resource, but deliberately commits crimes.

It feels very wonderful that the memories of the two people exist in one, but Zhang Xin did not feel a trace of discomfort, but quickly received and digested these memories, and now he is Guan Zu, Guan Zu is him.

Suddenly, a faint voice came from outside the door:

"Where were you last night, I was looking for you everywhere."

"I'm going to talk about business, what's your business?"

"You're my wife! If I can't even manage you, how can I manage the Hong Kong Police Force? ”

"Humph! What are you, a person in uniform, you think that others are giving you face, that is giving face to my father

The sound of the quarrel came into Zhang Xin's mind like a magic sound, that was his current parents, but these parents never gave him warmth, his father only gave him a beating, and his mother was always busy with business and would only give him money, but what he needed was not money.

"Get up, you shit, what time is it, look at what time it is, you can't get up yet." A middle-aged man dressed formally. grabbed Zhang Xin out of the quilt, and then there was a violent beating, and even the quilt was removed.

"I know how to surf the Internet all day long. Playing games, spending money, not like me at all, throwing my chief superintendent's face in, rubbish"

Now Zhang Xin's father, who is in the body, grabbed Zhang Xin's head and beat him, and he was fierce. It seems that Zhang Xin is not his son at all, and he is even more enemies than enemies.

Zhang Xin didn't have a trace of fluctuation in his heart, this was not his psychology. It's Guan Zu's psychology, he seems to have gotten used to such a violent beating for no reason, and there is no trace of anger in his heart, only indifference. Habit becomes natural indifference.

"Fuck off. Picking up garbage. A security guard yelled at a child, and the child's face was also not angry, let alone inferior, his face was only indifferent, accustomed to natural indifference, and he saw the indifference of the world

After beating him violently for no reason, Guan Zu's father left directly, and at this time, Guan Zu's mother walked in. It was a noble lady who still had charm, and it could be seen that she must have been a beauty when she was young.

Zu's mother walked up to Zhang Xin's side. Gently patted his head and said.

"Ancestor! But don't care about your dad, if you don't want to go to work, you don't have to go to work, mom gives you money, where do you want to play, ah! ”

While speaking, Zu's mother stuffed a large stack of money into Zhang Xin's hand, looking at so much money, as well as Zu's mother's gentle words, Zhang Xin's heart couldn't help but move.

At this time, the figure of his grandfather suddenly appeared on the TV, but at this time he did not have the kind of violence during domestic violence, and his face was upright in a senior police uniform, which was in stark contrast to the image just now.

"Recently, there have been complaints from members of the public about the poor attitude of police officers in the performance of their duties, and I once again take my life seriously that police officers must be reasonable and lawful in the performance of their duties. Therefore, I would like to assure you that once a similar problem arises, it will be dealt with fairly, justly and openly. ”

What Grandpa said in front of the TV was very good, but Zhang Xin couldn't help but grab the money in his hand, the back of his hand was bruised, and two scenes flashed in his mind:

In a very familiar room, an eight or nine-year-old child stood in the room wearing only a pair of underwear, it was winter, and there was no air conditioning in the room, so cold weather, but there was a child standing there without clothes.

And this child's body is full of bruises, and his two hands will be directly restrained by handcuffs, and behind him, the younger grandfather sat there indifferently, indifferent.

It's just that Guan Zu didn't cry, his forehead was slightly raised, and his eyes were stubborn, like a lone wolf. This is Guan Zu's childhood, there is no trace of warmth, there will always be a beaten childhood.

"Move out, old man," said a uniformed policeman there with arrogance.

"Sir, it's not that I don't move, it's just that I can slow down a little time, I still have a child here, and one day is really not enough!" An old figure was there desperate for dignity.

"Fuck, who cares about you, tell you, old man. The top will come to check, if the time comes to see you in tatters here, it will affect our political performance, and Lao Tzu will not kill you

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry."

"Old man, let you not move out, let you not move out, a good praise will be fucking messed up by you, and you will almost be punished." A policeman wantonly beats an old man in tattered clothes in a remote corner, and in his arms is a thin child, beating and scolding at the same time.

And the old man, despite the constant beatings, has been covering the child with his body, but his weak protection is too small compared to the violent police.

The last officer left, leaving only the old and the young scarred, and their destruction scattered around

It was obviously a sacred uniform, but the owner of the uniform did not protect the weak and maintain justice, but oppressed the weak.

The two different policemen slowly overlapped little by little at this moment, a trace of hatred flashed in Zhang Xin's eyes, and the money in his hand was also grabbed by him tighter and tighter, almost out of shape.

"Recently, there have been complaints from the public, and we promise to deal with them fairly, justly and openly."

"Fuck, it's so bad that Lao Tzu's praise is gone"

The voices of the two people sounded in Zhang Xin's ears at the same time, constantly echoing, and the sacred uniforms they were wearing were full of filth in Zhang Xin's opinion, with the same appearance in front of the person and the same appearance in the back.

"Ugh." Zhang Xin's hand moved forward violently, and the money in his hand also fell to the ground, and on TV, Grandpa still had that righteous expression, as if he was a good policeman who was serious and responsible, but no one could have imagined that at home, he was so cruel and vicious, and he showed no mercy to his own son.

A cold and sharp light flashed in Zhang Xin's eyes, fierce like a wolf with fangs exposed, and muttered: "I hate the police the most (to be continued...... to be continued)