In the dark night, a deep pit appeared under the Star City TV Tower.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed the edge of the pit, and then the body jumped out.
The broad cloak was blown by the wind, and his body and face were covered with a layer of dust. The dim yellow streetlight shone on his face that had taken off his hood, but it reflected a cold metallic luster.
He twisted his neck, moved his body, raised his head and looked at the sky, and laughed "hehehe".
"This feels... really good..." he thought from the bottom of his heart.
Since becoming extraordinary and mastering this terrifying power, Si Nangui has been extremely excited.
As Gu Yuan once said.
Every person in the Great Xia Kingdom has fantasized about becoming a transcendent or a warrior, mastering powerful energy, performing heroic tasks, and then performing heroic acts of justice.
And when the dream came into reality, Si Nangui felt that his whole being had been sublimated. As a science fiction movie fan, he didn't even tell others about it, but hid his ability. Even the martial arts academy didn't want to go.
He wants to be a hero hidden in the night.
And all of this stems from the pressure in his life.
My father was once a gambler. He lost too much money at the casino and was eventually forced to jump off a building and break his leg by a group of gangsters collecting debts.
Si Nangui himself was often teased by his classmates because he had been fat since he was a child. The most egregious time was when a few yellow men in school stuck him in a toilet pit.
Seeing Si Nangui struggling for a long time and unable to crawl out, those people were smoking and laughing.
Their ridicule has not been forgotten by Si Nangui to this day.
In fact, it has become Si Nangui's nightmare.
For a long time in the future, as long as I close my eyes, I can think of the scene of that day.
On the way home, the ridicule from his classmates and the contemptuous look in his favorite girl's eyes cut into pieces of his already fragile self-esteem like a knife.
The moment he realized his awakening, Si Nangui clenched his fists and yelled excitedly in the room.
He knew that his life had reached a turning point.
Ran Ziming, who died in the hospital, was one of those little yellow cats.
It's just that too much time has passed, and it's still quite difficult to find some people. But he didn't care. Anyway, his target was never the bad kids in school, but the "sins" hidden in the darkness.
"Those scum in society should be eliminated!"
Immediately.
Si Nangui put on his hood again and slowly disappeared into the darkness.
…
Located in an old factory building on the outskirts of Star City.
A two-meter-high wall surrounded the old factory building. There were several men smoking cigarettes beside the large iron gate painted with red paint. They were strong and full of violence.
A black Mercedes-Benz E300 drove to the door of the factory, flashed the left turn signal three times, like some kind of secret signal, the man guarding the door understood the situation and opened the door, and the Mercedes-Benz drove into the yard.
Who would have thought that in this remote place and dilapidated yard, there would be cars parked there, and there would be people using flashlights to help direct the reverse.
When you walk to the door of the factory, you can hear the sounds of excitement inside.
The man who got off the Mercedes-Benz was wearing a vest. The man watching the door opened the factory door a crack, and the man walked sideways.
There used to be many old and worn-out machines in the spacious factory building, but they have been taken away long ago. There are now more than a dozen tables inside, and the lights are bright, but you can't see it from the outside. Even the windows are closed and the shading ratio is very low. With the high curtains, the only thing that lets in light is probably the humming exhaust fans.
There were many people gathered around the dozens of gaming tables, including Golden Flower, Pai Gow, Mahjong, Baccarat, Blackjack...
It's like a casino.
The Mercedes-Benz man pulled his collar, excitement written on his face.
I greeted a few acquaintances, exchanged 100,000 yuan worth of chips at the bar, held them tightly in my hands, and then quickly walked to the blackjack table.
One hundred thousand dollars is not a small amount here. Someone immediately stood up to make way for him. He sat down proudly, slammed the chips on the table, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit one. , there was smoke under the lights, and a girl wearing a bunny girl's clothes was carrying a tray and brought a bottle of water. The man found a hundred from the chips he had just won and stuffed it into the woman's collar, feeling proud.
Many casinos like to use chips, because gamblers will feel distressed when they lose money, but with chips, the state of mind is different. You will only notice it when you lose everything.
But right now.
A loud "bang" was heard outside.
Then came the sound of sirens from vehicles.
"Grass!"
"What's going on?"
"Could someone have reversed the car and hit it? Haha!"
Someone was joking.
No one took this seriously.
"Keep going!"
"Damn it, I don't believe it anymore. I've been idle three times in a row. Can I do it again?"
"Keep going! Damn it, I'll be bored until the end!"
"Hahaha! Happy Fourth! Give money, give money..."
Until, the door of the factory was kicked open.
Then everyone suddenly turned their faces and looked towards the door of the factory.
Empty.
But the next second, a body was thrown in from outside.
Many people stood up suddenly, with horror written on their faces.
But before they could react, there was the second corpse, the third corpse...
The necks of these corpses had been strangled using brute force.
Large cloak, captain of Daxia.
A somewhat bloated man walked in slowly.
He was wearing a special tights, and even his head was covered with a hood. Everyone could not see his appearance, but they only thought he was a little fat.
"Gamblers... all deserve to die!"
A cold voice came out of his mouth, but was suppressed by the buzzing sound of the exhaust fan.
"Fuck! Someone is looking for trouble!"
"Kill him!"
A man with a sinister face stood up, slammed the table, and roared.
Suddenly, a dozen strong men rushed toward each other.
The sharp machete slashed through.
But the man stood there, facing the incoming blade, without any reaction, and allowed the blade to strike him.
The man wielding the knife felt happy and a little surprised, thinking that this man couldn't be stupid, right?
But when the knife fell on the opponent's body, there was a jolt of pain in his mouth, and he suddenly realized something was wrong!
A "ding-dong" sound was actually the sound of metal colliding!
He widened his eyes and looked at the strangely dressed man in front of him in disbelief.
The next second, the other party suddenly stretched out his hand and strangled his neck. As his wrist exerted force, his body collapsed and he lay on the ground, motionless.
"This this……"
The others were looking at the man in strange clothes with horrified eyes.
"Could it be...that there's a steel plate underneath the clothes?" Someone boldly guessed.
"Gamblers... all deserve to die!"
The man let out a sinister laugh, turned around and walked towards the door. Then, he closed the door and started his own heroic battle...
Kill!
