"Buzzing ......" Zhang Hao's mobile phone sent a weather forecast, the content of the text message is to tell all citizens to pay attention to the heavy rain in Q City from 22 o'clock in the evening to the next morning.

"Heavy to heavy rain? Just in time! Zhang Hao jumped out of the window with one arm.

The raindrops hit Zhang Hao's face, and he stood at the back of the train station and looked into the distance, there was a large garbage dump about 200 meters away from the train station, which was blocked by criss-crossing train tracks.

Zhang Hao picked up a few small branches and made marks on the ground as he walked, and finally made a total of 20 marks, surrounding the entire train station in the middle.

Zhang Hao straightened up and wiped the rain on his head, the first step was completed, the next thing to do was to invite the heavenly soldiers, but it was not good in the daytime, and he had to wait until the evening, so Zhang Hao took a taxi back to the dog market.

When I returned to Dog City, the rain actually stopped, but the dark clouds kept hovering over the entire Q City.

As soon as he walked into the alley, Zhang Hao felt that something was wrong with the dog market, it was about to rain, why didn't he close the stall, especially Lao Li's bird shop, there was a motorcycle parked at the door, and more than a dozen cages were still hanging outside the door.

If it rains again after a while, the birds will catch a cold if they are drenched in the rain, it will be fatal, Zhang Hao planned to help Lao Li put the cage in, and he trotted all the way to Lao Li's shop.

Zhang Hao took off a thrush cage and was about to carry it into the house, when he suddenly heard that there seemed to be an outsider in the house.

"Old immortal, if you don't sign again, I'll break your arm!"

Zhang Hao pushed open the door and saw that two strong men, one tall and one short, were beating a person, this person's head was broken, and the blood covered most of his face, and he couldn't recognize who it was.

"Who are you? Let him go! Zhang Hao opened two strengthened doors at the same time.

"They...... They are...... The people of Nanhua..."Lao Li said intermittently.

"It's you!" One of the big men with long hair walked towards Zhang Hao menacingly.

The image of Bai Lu suddenly appeared in Zhang Hao's brain, and she whispered to Zhang Hao: "More than one meter nine tall, long hair!" ”

Zhang Hao's teeth creaked, his red eyes turned demonic, and he stretched out his arms and pounced on the long-haired man.

Facing Zhang Hao, who was like a mad dog, the long-haired man instinctively took a step back, and unconsciously protected his face with both hands.

"Click!" Zhang Hao's excessively heavy fist force passed between the arms of the long-haired man, directly shattering the bridge of his nose.

"Smith,!" The little man standing on the side hurriedly grabbed the folding stool next to him and smashed it towards Zhang Hao with all his might.

The iron folding stool slapped desperately on Zhang Hao's back and head, but Zhang Hao didn't have the slightest reaction, he just repeated an action, his fist was raised and lowered, and he was raised and put down...... The landing point is, of course, the face of the long-haired man.

"It's your turn!" Zhang Hao stood up with his head covered in blood, and approached the little man who beat him step by step.

"Don't come, you're not human, you're the devil, don't come!" The little man kept folding the stool in turns, blocking Zhang Hao's progress.

"Put the stool down, put down the ......," Zhang Hao repeated in a low tone.

The little man was really terrified to the extreme, he had never seen such a perverted person, his head was beaten and his blood flowed, and his combat effectiveness was still so strong.

Zhang Hao raised his head violently and roared, "I'll let you put the stool down!! ”

The bird food bowls piled up on the shelves were shaken and rang loudly.

The little man trembled, and the stool slipped out of his hand in fright.

Zhang Hao rushed to him like a wind, his shoulders were sent forward, the little man was pushed out three or four meters away, Zhang Hao jumped up with a step, knelt directly on the little man's chest, and blood gushed out with temperature.

The long-haired man still had a trace of breath, he saw Zhang Hao going to beat others, moved his body and crawled out of the door, and when he was about to climb to the door, he heard a terrifying voice from behind.

"Where --- you want to --- ---?"

Zhang Hao pulled the long-haired man's hair and dragged him back into the house.

"No...... No...... No......," the long-haired man kept shaking his head and shouting.

Zhang Hao didn't beat the long-haired man this time, he pushed the long-haired man to the east corner of the wall, and asked, "Where is your three-edged knife?" ”

"I don't know what you're talking about?" The long-haired man is much more gentlemanly than Zhang Hao thought. ,

"Don't say yes?" Zhang Hao pressed his right knee against the long-haired man's body, grabbed the long-haired man's right hand with his left hand, and broke the long-haired man's index finger with a crisp "click".

"Ah......h

"I ask you again, where is your triangular knife? You don't have to, because you still have nine more chances! Saying that, Zhang Hao held the middle finger of the long-haired man again.

"I say, I say, on a motorcycle, on a motorcycle!" Sweat mixed with blood slid down his long hair.

"Hehe, I'm not a trustworthy person, you are the nail you killed with this hand!" Zhang Hao sneered and broke off the remaining four fingers of the long-haired man.

According to what the long-haired man said, Zhang Hao found the three-edged knife from the motorcycle, the blade of the knife is about forty centimeters, and the three edges are very regular, two by two into a 120-degree angle.

Looking at the murder weapon in his hand, Zhang Hao's hatred surged up again, and he walked into the house again with a three-edged knife.

"Is this it?"

The long-haired man didn't know how to answer Zhang Hao's question, he knew that no matter what he answered, Zhang Hao would not let him go.

"I'll talk to you!" Zhang Hao dangled in front of the long-haired man's eyes with a sharp three-edged knife.

Forced to be helpless, the long-haired man could only nod.

Zhang Hao's tone suddenly raised and shouted: "It's the nail that was killed with it, isn't it?" Say! ”

The long-haired man was completely frightened by Zhang Hao, nodding his head for a while and shaking his head for a while.

"Don't know? Well, then I'll sue you! Saying that, Zhang Hao turned the three-edged knife upside down, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the palm of the long-haired man's right hand.

"This kind of triangular knife is very interesting, they are pricked into your hand and pulled out, leaving no trace, do you believe it?"

The long-haired man shook his head frantically.

"You don't believe it? Then I can only prove it to you! As he spoke, Zhang Hao probed his wrist, and the three-edged knife pierced the long-haired man's right palm, stopped for a few seconds and pulled it out.

"Ah......h

"You believe it this time, right?"

With the lesson of the last time, the long-haired man nodded desperately.

Zhang Hao shook his head and said fiercely: "But I don't believe it!" The sharp bayonet once again pierced the palm of the long-haired man's hand.

This was repeated more than ten times, and the long-haired man couldn't stand the severe pain and fainted.

Zhang Hao nailed the palm of the long-haired man into the cement wall with a three-edged knife, and then helped Lao Li out of the bird shop.