Zhu Hao sat in a mahogany furniture store called Fengluo on the side of Jingshen Road, feeling the cool texture of the hard wood under his buttocks, while concentrating on the scene on Jingshen Road outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The shopkeeper is a southerner, and while paying attention to Zhu Hao's expression, he introduced this set of mahogany tables and chairs in southern Mandarin in a soft and slow voice.

Zhu Hao didn't listen to a single word of the shopkeeper's words at all. He was mobilizing his anger value, so that once he discovered Qi Yunsheng's figure, he would be able to exert his best ability.

The faces of the old folks in the village passed by his eyes. Anger rolled in his chest.

Zhu Hao's hometown is in a small village in the remote mountains of Yunnan. Zhu Hao's family is a well-known local slaughtering professional, his family collects pigs for slaughter, and then wholesales pork, and will also be invited to kill pigs on the spot. Zhu Hao also learned this craft since he was a child. But Zhu Hao is different from other family members, he also has an unstable heart. Since he was born at the age of fifteen, he left his hometown and went to the provincial capital and other big cities.

Once, in the workshop of a large slaughterhouse, when the eighteen-year-old dismembered a pig into dozens of pieces of finished meat in ten seconds with only a sharp knife with a cow ear, he was caught by a person named Hong Yanzhang who came to their unit to discuss cooperation, and later was introduced by Hong Yanzhang to join a gang called Chaodu.

After joining the club, he found that this was the wonderful life he wanted. This gang is open-ended, and it does not restrict the gang from leaving. The main business of the gang is also charity. As soon as he joined the gang, the gang leader Yu Qianhua discovered his internal potential, and carefully taught him and other potential helpers. The most incredible thing to him was that their female gang leader was only twelve years old at the time.

The years in the gang were very happy, and five years passed. When he received news about his hometown again, it was on the TV news.

According to the news, when Qi Yunsheng passed by his hometown, he killed all the people in his village, including the elderly and children, a total of 128 people. It is said that it was raining heavily, and Qi Yunsheng went to a family in the village to steal something, and when he was discovered, the villagers drove him out with a burst of sticks.

There are signs that at first, Qi Yunsheng wanted to dig up a high-level lake on the edge of the village and wanted to flood the village, but it happened to be a slippery wave on the mountain, which blocked the hole he dug again. In a fit of rage, he rushed down the mountain, searched house by house, and killed all the people in the village with a knife.

Zhu Hao, who heard the news, almost collapsed. He immediately handed over the help on his body, asked the helper for leave, and returned to his hometown to mourn. After arriving home, he learned about the relevant situation from the police, and learned that his parents, grandparents, sister, brother-in-law, younger brother, nephew, and a total of eight members of the family were all killed. Together with other relatives near and far, he lost about thirty relatives in this incident. After holding a funeral for his relatives in the village, he threw himself into the rolling flow of people chasing and killing Qi Yunsheng.

In the matter of pursuit, the amateur is the amateur. He chased for two years, but he hadn't even seen Qi Yunsheng's figure. Except for running behind other people's butts with the crowd, he didn't have a clue about chasing Qi Yunsheng at all. Because at that time, the hunt for Qi Yunsheng had become a huge and complex industry.

Under the bounty of more than 200 million yuan, around the pursuit of Qi Yunsheng, in addition to tracking assistance, hunting for force helpers, hunting for intellectual helpers, hunting equipment maintenance and other businesses, there are also hunting training courses, exclusive sales of hunting equipment, hunting information provision, hunting group guides and other peripheral industries. Among them, fake news and fake goods fly together, and scammers are all the same brokers. The most bizarre thing is that there is an underground travel agency, which has actually launched an in-depth tour of the hunting route, which is said to be quite popular.

Zhu Hao, who was dazzled by this chaotic world, had to return to the Chaodu Gang, because the gang had summoned him many times, because he was already the backbone of the gang at that time, and some things could not be separated from him. He had to go back to work first, suppressing his hatred in his heart, and hibernation and waiting for the opportunity.

Two years ago, he was sent to Beijing by the gang to sit on the construction site of the welfare home for disabled children built by the gang to prevent harassment by local forces. He thought it was just a temporary job, but he didn't expect that the gang didn't seem to be in a hurry to finish the project, so he was in charge for two years. During this period, he also had many contacts with various martial forces in Beijing.

An hour ago, a grassroots martial artist he knew who was working as a bodyguard for other people's families called him and said that he had obtained Qi Yunsheng's whereabouts from the shareholders of his employer, Fugui Juntuan, and only needed 20,000 yuan for information, and asked him if he wanted it? Through negotiation, he bought the news at a price of 5,000 yuan after confirming the truth of the news.

But when he came to the Beijing-Shenyang Road mentioned in the news, he found that the road had been blocked. And the appearance of all kinds of racks, privately modified vehicles, strange weapons, and all kinds of characters with strange brains all show that this time it is not fake news, but a real situation.

With a "bang", the door of the furniture store was vigorously pushed open, and a uniformed traffic policeman walked in, only to see him shouting loudly: "The police are handling the case, chasing a very dangerous wanted criminal, please evacuate the unrelated people quickly to the depths on both sides of the road, please do not watch at the scene, so as not to accidentally injure or be taken hostage by a wanted criminal." Be careful to lock the doors and windows before leaving, so as not to ......"

Before the traffic policeman's words fell, he heard a loud "bang", and saw that the fat man who was still sitting firmly on the mahogany Taishi chair in the store just now rushed out of the floor-to-ceiling window with the huge mahogany seat he sat on, and the smashed window was full of broken glass.

The shopkeepers and sales staff who listened to the words of the traffic police and were preparing to evacuate were frightened and screamed by this loud noise. I thought that the fat man was a wanted criminal in the mouth of the traffic police.

At this time, Lang Tianya was rushing towards their hut with concern. He really regretted that he shouldn't have come back to get his tattered equipment. What a poor man's habit! I can't give up anything, and I don't want to throw away any tatters. Originally, he was still a little hesitant, but he was concerned that her woolen work was also in the hut, and he happened to get it back together. It was for this little tatter that the two of them actually ventured into danger, and the two of them knew that this location had been known by many people, alas! It's crazy to be poor!

There are still about two kilometers to go from the hut, and there are no social vehicles on the road, and it is obvious that both ends of the road and various branch intersections have been sealed. From time to time, snipers fired cold guns at them, but the bullets were easily dodged or knocked off by Lang Tianya.

Suddenly, the window of a mahogany furniture store on the side of the road was smashed, and a round fat man with a glass shard rushed towards the two of them, the fat man's hands bent from his shoulders to his back, and behind him he grabbed a mahogany chair in his hands. Lang Tianya thought that the fat man would throw the chair over and smash it at him, but the fat man didn't do it.

I saw the fat man running and put the chair close to his back, and at the same time his round body also rolled, as he rolled, I saw that the mahogany chair on his back gradually unraveled, it fell apart along the wood's own texture, and turned into thousands of wooden needles, which were erected on the fat man's back one by one, and the fat man looked like a porcupine as a whole.

Lang Tianya was taken aback, the way the fat man used to use internal force was a typical group battle-style large-area killing ability. If it was just him, he wouldn't care about the fat man's attack at all. The reason is simple, this group attack has little effect on the masters. It is very easy for the current master to block an ordinary firearm bullet in his body, not to mention that the fat man is ready to fire a wooden flying needle. But he also has a concern, and care can't stop these flying needles.