Chapter 118 Life and Value

"Life is so fragile."

In the dim bar, Xiao An stood in a pool of blood, staring at the tragic scene before him.

It's like a storm passing through, leaving everything devastated.

The broken remains of the corpse were scattered on the ground, on the table, or stuck to the wall, with internal organs, flesh and blood mixed together.

Not far from the door, there was a faint sound of vomiting.

The young police officer's face was pale, and his hands holding the cordon were shaking, almost breaking.

"Who the hell brought the new guy here? Get him to spit away from me, don't pollute the scene."

The sheriff in charge of the scene cursed out of habit, but halfway through, he realized what was happening and his voice couldn't help but stagnate. He became more and more annoyed: "... Damn it, forget it, just spit it out. Anyway, this fucking scene is useless."

on site?

Is it useful on site?
Even if there were all the evidence, which police officer would come to handcuff Lei Yaoxing? He is braver than the police chief. He is not afraid of death, but is he not afraid of the death of his whole family?
"Fuck your mother! Go ahead and beat me, it's all dog-eat-dog, one day your whole family will be wiped out!" The fat sheriff spat a mouthful of betel nut juice on the ground, turned around and walked out.

"Sir, aren't you going to check the scene?" the subordinate asked at a loss.

"What are you looking at?" The sheriff glanced back indifferently: "Seeking justice? There is no point in pretending. Go through the process quickly and call the water truck to clean the floor!"

What are you looking at?

Still can’t get enough?
From the day before yesterday until now when the police were dispatched, everyone has become completely numb.

In the past few days, apart from the fact that there were no corpses on the streets of Yacheng, which alleys did not have gang fights? Which ditch did not have a drifter?
It is said that at the mouth of the Beijiang River where it flows into the sea, at night several vans from different gangs would line up to go to the river to throw away plastic bags, and it was as lively as a market.

Is it because the gang is in financial difficulty and cannot afford the garbage disposal fees?

Everyone is already blood-thirsty.

Completely crazy.

On the shore, there are the Quancheng Gang, Shenghe, Yiwu, Xinyiwu, Helian, Yiqituan, Huxinshe, dozens of big gangs and societies and countless henchmen who are thinking about making a name for themselves and doing big things every day. The smugglers and drug dealers in the sea are also sharpening their knives.

Over the years, of the fourteen adopted children that Lei Wuye had raised, four had already died. Among the current ten, two had cleaned up their mess and had long since stopped interfering in the affairs of the society. As a result, one of them was hacked to death at the doorstep of his own home. The other one had already fled to Chaocheng overnight, and it was unknown whether he could have survived.

Among the remaining eight, one had been sent to the ward next to his godfather by a dump truck, and was dying. As for the remaining seven, there was nothing more to say about each other.

Everyone has completely turned against each other, and it's a life-and-death struggle.

It was not until now that everyone was sure that the old ghost Lei Wuye was really about to die.

Even if you want to go fishing, you don't just blow up your own fish pond for fun.

After a series of turmoil, there is no order at all, the world is in chaos, and authority is completely lost.

Now even if he opened his eyes, got up from the bed, ran to everyone and said, "Kids, I'm back!" I'm afraid no one would pay attention to him anymore.

The filial children who used to take care of him might come over with a machete and cut his throat, asking, "Why didn't you die earlier, old dog?"
The once clear and strict food chain has completely fallen apart with the fall of the stinking whale.

The remaining beasts shared the rotten corpses and blood, looking at the highest point, and looking at their opponents who were also climbing hard beside them, and they had already begun to show their claws.

This war in the darkness has only just begun...

"Everyone is so boring."

An Ran stared at the bloodstains on the wall and talked to herself.

I don’t understand and I can’t figure it out.

Why do people always kill each other for no apparent reason, fighting to the death... Although there is nothing wrong with killing each other to the death, isn't there anything else to do besides killing each other?

Obviously their surname is not An, and there are obviously many more meaningful things to do in this world. They have infinite choices in life, but they insist on choosing the worst one.

He was clearly trying to make money, but he chose to sell his life in the cheapest way possible.

Except for the An family, everyone said that life was the most precious thing, but no one cared about life, whether it was someone else's or their own. On the contrary, the An family, who only relied on killing to make a living, repeatedly warned every member of the family that they must be cautious in their actions and not to start disputes unless necessary.

too weird.

He lowered his head and looked at the ferocious faces of the corpses and the expressions on the broken heads, which were hideous until death.

How ridiculous.

"Hello? Sister Wen, yes, they are all dead, um, forty-one."

He picked up the phone and reported carefully: "In addition, there are eleven other people involved, including waiters and several children."

The victim who had suffered such an unexpected disaster was right at his feet and looked to be about the same age as him.

The young face was full of fear.

Maybe he brought money with him to hunt for beauties in the bar like the adults did, or he simply wanted to experience the life of luxury and decadence...but he ended up being dragged into this unnecessary turmoil and was tortured to death.

Pitiful.

At that moment, it seemed as if a mocking laugh was heard from afar.

From a long distance, someone cast a cold gaze at him, and in just a moment, it made him shudder!

Without any warning, the boy turned around. A shrill whistle sounded, and the iron sheet was already projected from his sleeve, flying at a speed faster than a bullet, overcoming many obstacles, passing through the gap in the door, cutting off the antenna blocking the road, passing over the roof, and passing through the gaps in the building.

Finally, it penetrated the top of a dilapidated building one kilometer away.

Wedged into the rusted iron door.

As the loud noise echoed, the dust on the rooftop fluttered and danced in the scorching afternoon sun.

But in the shadow, there was nothing.

From such a long distance, Xiao An stared silently at the flying dust.

After a long time, he looked away.

Turn around and leave.
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At the same time, in the Nanlu District Maritime Business Center, the office buildings towering into the sky reflected the sunlight, and the smooth glass exterior walls were shining with crystal light.

F21, Shenghe Investment. In the afternoon, people kept running back and forth in the busy financial company to submit documents and reports, talking softly, showing the style of high-end elites.

Everyone is proud of their investment results and vision, but few people care where the funds flowing in those accounts and spreadsheets come from.

At this moment, in the reception room, the phone was hung up.

"Did you hear that? You guys did a great job."

Wen Wen looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa opposite: "In the past few days, I have known about so many large-scale conflicts that I can't count them on my ten fingers. Today alone, more than 40 innocent people died because of your involvement. Now, this kind of thing has happened again. Is this how Shenghe does things?"

Across the table, the middle-aged man in formal attire with a manager’s badge suddenly changed color.

"Manager Wen, what you said is too much."

Zhou Cheng shook his head decisively: "I have heard about the White Strip Gang, but it can't be that Shenghe did everything, right?"

Wen Wen asked coldly, "Everyone knows that Lei Yaoxing and Chen Xingzhou are mortal enemies and are fighting to the death. The Bai Tiao Gang that picked up the garbage left over by Chen Xingzhou is dead. If it wasn't you who did it, could it be that Chen Xingzhou hired someone to kill them?"

"That's impossible to say."

Zhou Cheng smiled calmly, "Maybe they are fighting over the spoils. After all, Chen Xingzhou is in a difficult situation now, so it's not surprising that someone wants to jump ship. Manager Wen might as well ask them."

"What's the point of letting a small soldier come out to say this? Let Lei Yaoxing come out and tell me." Wen Wen stared straight at that hypocritical smile: "Someone has to give me an explanation, right?"

"Manager Wen, guests are welcome. We at Shenghe have done our best to entertain guests. Please don't go too far. Otherwise, it will always cause misunderstandings."

Zhou Cheng's expression turned cold: "This is not your Beishan District, Director Wen, why not go somewhere else to show off your power.

Or is it that the Security Bureau is finally planning to intervene in our Huangji affairs?"

As soon as the words were spoken, there was only dead silence in the air.

Wen Wen looked at him expressionlessly.

Veins bulged on the back of his hand.

This is why the other party is so confident, something Tong Shan has emphasized countless times on the phone.

At this critical juncture when the group of snakes is leaderless, the dark side of Yacheng will inevitably undergo a tragic reshuffle, with the position of the winner being determined by the corpses of countless losers.

This was a fratricide among the white deer, and Tian Yuan had no room to intervene.

A nest of snakes and rats.

Things that should not be seen in public should end in a dark place. No one will care how many people die.

If the Security Bureau intervenes rashly, it will inevitably face counterattacks from Huang Ji, and Huang Ji will never allow the Security Bureau to interfere in this bloody selection of the leader.

"Please go back, Director Wen, and keep some dignity between the Security Bureau and Huangji."

Zhou Cheng hid the ridicule and sarcasm in his eyes, stood up, spread out his exquisite haute couture top, and slowly said goodbye: "Brother Xing will not come out to see you today."

Wen Wen didn't say anything.

Didn't even move.

Just take a deep breath and exhale slowly.

Be patient, be patient, Wen Wen, you must not let down the director's efforts and kindness, don't look for trouble, don't ruin the overall situation, you are already an adult, don't fight to the death with others in anger...

But many more people have died.

There are more innocent people, ordinary people who were implicated in this bloody competition, pregnant women and children who were crushed by the trucks that crashed into the opponents.

Those eyes that died in a pool of blood...

Damn it, I can’t stand it any more!

As the saying goes, it is hard to change one's nature, especially Huangxu's stubborn mind, which is even harder to change. He cannot be changed and will not listen even if he is talked to... She has paid the price for her dull nature more than once.

She had regretted it more than once and wanted to change more than once.

Can it be changed?

Have you changed it even once?

Forget it, Mr. Wen, your life is fucking over!
"Okay, if you insist, I'll go."

Wen Wen laughed at herself, sighed softly, reached out, took out a crumpled envelope from her pocket, and placed it on the table.

Zhou Cheng stood there in a daze.

"Here is a letter of resignation. If I don't see Lei Yaoxing in five minutes, I will walk out of here, put it in the director's office, and then go to the personnel department of the Security Bureau to complete the resignation procedures.

By five o'clock this afternoon at the latest, I will have nothing to do with the Security Bureau."

She tilted her head, lit the White Star, took a deep breath, slowly exhaled the smoke, and squinted her eyes comfortably: "If I hadn't wasted too much time beating up my former colleague, I would have gone to have a meal with my friends first, and we would have a good drink together to celebrate our free life.

Then--"

Wen Wen raised her eyes, looked at him, and told him word by word: "I will come back and crush Lei Yaoxing's dog head outside the door of his father's ward, and then send his cheap godfather to go with him.

But before that, I will burn all of you trash into ashes one by one, including you and your cousin who is still on probation!

If you don't want the Security Bureau to handle this matter, then let me do it. The Security Bureau will let you garbage live in this world, but I won't.

Now, before I go and solve your problem, I have one last question for you."

At that moment, Minerva's transcendental spirit was revealed in the smile of the tall woman, solemn and dignified, as if overlooking the world and delivering judgment.

The terrifying pressure that was stronger than that of stone and iron spread out, wisp after wisp, like dust falling from the sky, trying to bury Zhou Cheng's gradually pale face under the ground.

If so, Wen Wen asked indifferently:
"——Are you going to gamble with me on Lei Yaoxing's life?"

　It’s the beginning of the month, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)