Chapter 2: You're All Dead (Part 1)

"Wang~Wang~Wang~" A few dog barks were very clear in the night.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~" The baby's cry was also loud, accompanied by the sound of a clear TV.

"The famous artist Zhou Haibo's drug-related gun case was tried for the tenth time in the imperial Baijing. Previously, everyone speculated that if Zhou Haibo was convicted of "drug-related and gun-related" crimes, he would face a long sentence of 41 years in prison, or he would be imprisoned for the rest of his life, and even after he was released from prison, he would be an old man. However, the fact is that the Baijing City Court decided to drop the charges against Zhou Haibo on suspicion of possession of drugs and guns, and he was found not guilty. Of course, he will be fined 150 terra for using his mobile phone while driving, as well as some miscellaneous expenses. Zhou Haibo walked out of the courtroom with a smile on his face. In an interview with the media, he expressed great satisfaction with the result and said that he would not appeal again. The above is the report brought back for you by Ni Xiaoping, a reporter from Dongzhutai, in front of Baijing City......"

"Professor He, as a legal expert, is a professor of law at Imperial University and an advisor to the legal department of the Jinggou Foundation. What do you think about this incident?"

"Personally, I think this is a typical legal victory, regardless of whether Zhou Haibo has broken the law or not, our empire's legal team must follow the relevant procedures. We should not convict him just because he is guilty, but we must look at the evidence! Obviously, the key decisive factor in this matter is the evidence, and whether the evidence is legal or not will definitely play a role in swaying the legal balance in the trial. We can see that in the ......"

Yang Shun stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, lying motionless on the bed, the cry of a baby and the noise of the TV in his ears, but he seemed indifferent to all this.

Why?!Because all this is coming from next door!

Our greedy wolf star Yang Shun was already lying in bed and preparing to fall asleep at this moment, but the truth broke his good wishes, and the constant noise from the next door made him insomnia~

Next door to the bedroom of Yang Shun's rented house happened to be the living room of the neighbor's house. The various voices of the neighbors reached the ears of Yang Shun, who was trying to fall asleep, in this silent night.

"Why do they always want to find fault with our stars in Dongzhu City?" the voice of the neighbor's hostess pierced through the not-so-thick walls and reached Yang Shun's ears. And her voice was erratic, and she was followed by the crying of a baby. Apparently the hostess was walking around the living room with her sleepless child in her arms, comforting and lulling the little one to sleep, while discussing the news on television with her husband.

"That's all those idiots in Baijing City can do. Zhou Haibo provoked a cultural dispute between the north and the south, saying that he drank coffee and northerners ate garlic. Bai Jing's gang had been holding back their strength for a long time. He didn't die, and he went to Baijing to participate in an award. You see, it's really been investigated, right? As for what kind of drug-related guns, it's just talking, and those who follow behind as if they have climaxed have not seen it with their own eyes. Can the police's affairs be used as law?" the neighbor's husband's lazy words followed suit.

"Yes, they weren't there at the time, why is it that we Bobo is hiding drugs, they are envious, jealous and hateful! Envy that our Dongzhu City is more beautiful than them, more modern than them, and more international than them. What Baijing City, from the inside out, up and down, there is a smell of garlic. The hostess apparently agreed with her husband's opinion, and even stopped and spoke out in support.

Lu Xihua stood on the side of the bed, watching Yang Shunsheng lie on the bed in a big shape, looking at the ceiling of the bedroom with blank eyes. Lu Xihua seemed to understand why this person was a greedy wolf star.

This is a world where entertainment is extremely developed, the war is gone, but guns can be legally owned by citizens, replaced by a variety of distorted, perverted entertainment, news programs, people pay attention to those ugly, vulgar, eye-catching things, and the majority of the media for traffic and efficiency are also trying to promote, in short, this is a perverted and deformed broken world space, and this space is nurturing one of the seven divisions under the Shenxiao Jade Palace, the head of the Beidou Thunder Division ~ Greedy Wolf Star King!

This entire parallel world was born because of him, and the current greedy wolf star is just a middle-aged man over forty years old, with a big belly, and insomnia.

Yang Shun hated the neighbor next door in his heart, those noisy and stupid remarks that kept coming from next door made his nerves almost collapse, no matter every time he met them, he politely asked them to turn down the sound of the TV at night, whether the child could be put into the bedroom to take care of, because he needed to rest, please respect the public morality that this society should at least have.

However, they continue to go their own way, not understanding how their actions will cause distress and harm to their neighbors. In their eyes, there is no one else at all, selfish to the extreme, uneducated, unloving, shameless, and they don't care if their neighbors have severe insomnia due to migraines or nervous breakdowns, they don't care that their neighbors have to get up early tomorrow to go to work, and of course they don't know that their neighbors are full of thoughts of killing them at the moment.

Yang Shun was lying on the bed, his mind was like a marquee, turning all this. He knew that normal people would not think about how to kill people, but he knew better that he had already been forced to be abnormal by this society.

Yang Shun hated the baby who cried all night long, he hated the fat, stupid, snotty, wrinkled little face, and he hated the stupid dog who didn't wear a rope, liked to yell at old people and children, and often peed in the flower pot in front of his door.

Thinking of this, Yang Shun turned over and picked up a shotgun from the bookshelf, rushed out of his house, stepped across the corridor, kicked open the door next door, and scanned the people in the house with both eyes.

The man next door, who was sitting on the sofa drinking, looked at the neighbor who broke into his house without saying a word, "Do you have a problem with your brain? Why did you break the door of my house? This is called trespassing in a private house, do you understand?!" Accompanied by the owner's voice came the barking of the stupid dog on the ground, and it seemed that in front of the owner, in the face of this guy he usually hated, it barked more vigorously.

But the most eye-catching thing is not them,It's the chattering in the living room、The 60-inch LETV LCD TV with a large voice,"I'm Hua Shao,What you're watching now is "Empire's New Voice"......"

"Fuck your new throat!" Yang Shun raised the shotgun hidden behind him, and directly exploded the disgusting LeTV TV, followed by another shot, killing the cheap dog lying on the wooden floor.

The loud explosion of the television and the blood of the dogs splattered the living room, and the hostess screamed in horror as she held the baby who was still crying.

The man crawled away from the sofa, pointed at Yang Shun with a beer bottle and said, "Brother, you have a big deal!

Yang Shun's face did not change color, and his right hand pulled the barrel under the barrel of the shotgun, and the empty cartridge case flew out from the side, and the new shotgun was reloaded. Yang Shun pointed the muzzle of the gun at the male owner who retreated to the window, and said, "Don't call me brother~ Lao Tzu is not familiar with you!" After speaking, a shot was triggered, and the male owner was robbed in the chest, opened a big hole, and died immediately, his body was blown away by the power of the bullet, shattering the window behind him, and the whole body suddenly flew out of the window and fell downstairs.

"Oh my God~" The hostess of the scene has collapsed.

"Please, don't shoot, I still have a child~" The hostess cried while holding the baby on her chest and even on her head, trying to beg Yang Shun for mercy, so that he could let himself go for the sake of the little baby.

The corners of Yang Shun's mouth slanted slightly, and he directly raised the muzzle of the gun, and it was another shot.

With a loud bang, the sky was full of blood mist, and those blood flowers fell on Yang Shun's face and body, like a little peach blossom.

The blood stained the collapsed hostess all over her body, and the place where her hands were clenched was already empty, and the hostess stood in place in a daze, as if she had become numb.

At this moment, Yang Shun was finally satisfied, a smile appeared on his face, he put down the shotgun in his hand, closed his eyes, and greeted this rare moment of tranquility.

"Wow~Wow~Wow~" The baby's cry became louder and louder, and the thoughts of Yang Shun, who was lying on the bed in a large font, instantly came back.

Yes, the scene just now was all Yang Shun's fantasy in his mind, and it was all something he had obsessed. Poor Yang Shun is still lying on his bed, struggling to resist insomnia.

He didn't get up, he didn't rush to his neighbor's house and go on a killing spree, and more importantly, he didn't have a shotgun at all.