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Two zombies rushed into the classroom, followed by screams.

Su Xing turned around and smiled at the man with the scar: "Sorry, I was interrupted, let's continue."

The man with the scar was originally staring blankly at Itosuke's body and the door of the classroom, when he suddenly saw the sober smile, he was shocked.

Who the hell is this shit, call him a bad guy, let him take the benefits and don't pursue him and refuse, call him a good guy, which good guy is as terrifying as him, his teammates will be killed if they say so, and innocent passers-by will also be affected.

"You, what exactly do you want to do, why are you so obsessed with this matter..."

Su Xing thought for a while: "Do you know who the deceased in the [-] case was?"

"Dong, Dongchuan Hongzi."

"My name is Dongchuan Naruto."

The man with the scar was startled, and suddenly came to his senses.

So that's how it is, so that's how it is, and in this way, all of this can be explained.

This man, he is not a messenger of justice, nor is he a villain who is greedy for money and power.

This is an avenger full of anger and hatred!

Looking at Su Xing with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, the man with the scar only felt that his breathing would stop.

Under his plain and leisurely expression, there is such a raging flame hidden.

"You are a gangster, I know you value loyalty the most."

Su Xing grabbed the scarred man's hair suddenly, and the bloody blade stood up, only half a centimeter away from his eyes.

"I also respect your loyalty, and I will give you the greatest pain, so that even if you tell the truth, you won't appear so wolf-hearted."

The pupils of the man with the scar were trembling constantly, and a puddle of yellow liquid spread from under his buttocks.

If you continue, your end will definitely be worse than death.

The man with the scar recalled the torture he had done to those ordinary people for the purpose of torture, his psychological defense instantly collapsed, and two lines of tears rolled down his face.

"I said, I told you everything, please forgive me..."

Su Xing let go of the man with the scar who was crying like a 180-pound child, and put the bloody blade back into his backpack, showing a satisfied smile.

……

Late at night, at the entrance of a bar on the streets of Tokyo, a young man was staggering out of the bar holding a woman with heavy make-up in his arms.

"Go, come home with me tonight, the money is indispensable."

The young man flushed from drinking and said to the woman drunkenly.

A hint of joy flashed in the woman's eyes, and she nodded shyly.

But when the woman helped the young man to the front of a red sports car, she suddenly found three masked men in black sweaters looking at them across the street.

Through the holes in the mask, scarlet pupils could be faintly seen.

What the hell, cosplay?

Heh, grown-ups should think about making money instead of having fun, but next time, you can consider using cosplay to catch money. After all, among those homeboys, there are many people who are stupid and have a lot of money.

Before the woman looked back, the three of them suddenly stepped up, and the direction they were walking was also the youth and the woman.

The woman looked around and realized that there was only herself and the young man in this direction, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait, what do you want to do?"

At this moment, the three of them had already changed from a slow walk to a fast run, and with just one breath, they had already rushed to the two of them.

"what!!!"

The woman screamed, hugged her head and squatted on the ground, but the three of them didn't even look at her, grabbed the young man who hadn't recovered, and then ran towards the alley on the other side.

"Fuck, who are you!?"

The young man was carried on the shoulders by one of them, and seeing himself getting farther and farther away from the girl he was looking for, he immediately became furious.

He punched the person below him on the head, cursing and grinning: "Damn, let me go quickly, do you know who my father is!?"

On the side, another masked man punched the young man's face without saying a word. The young man only felt pain on his handsome face, and then he tilted his head and passed out.

Soon, the three of them led the young man through the alley and ran all the way to an abandoned factory.

On the top floor of the factory, Su Xing is observing the surrounding environment with a telescope.

There are no cameras where the three zombies pass by, and they will not be found in a short time.

Su Xing put down the binoculars and looked at the three zombies standing there like robots.

"Put him down and wake him up."

The zombie carrying the young man directly threw the young man to the ground, and then grabbed his collar with three big mouths back and forth.

The young man woke up immediately after the three big men got out of their pockets. He looked at the dimly lit workshop around him, then looked at the four masked zombies and the awake man without a mask. He instantly knew that the smiling young man was the leader .

"Do you know who I am, how dare you tie me up!?"

The young man wanted to get up, but was kicked by the zombies beside him and fell to the ground.

"Shunki Dalang, father Shunki Sanyo."

Su Xing lit a cigarette and walked towards Shun Mu Dalang.

"You know my identity?"

Shun Mu Dalang glared fiercely at the zombie who was stepping on his back, and then looked at Su Xing: "Is it for money?"

"money?"

"No, no, I'm not that vulgar."

"Then what do you want?"

Shun Mu Dalang sneered and said: "I advise you to stop in moderation, our family is not as simple as a consortium..."

"For example, your two uncles who are the director of the Supervision Bureau and the president of the Sakura Society?"

Shunki Dalang's smile froze.

Su Xing squatted in front of Shun Mu Dalang, hooked his fingers: "Take it here."

The zombie who had been waking up behind him opened the box in his hand and placed it at Suxing's feet.

"what!!!!"

Shun Mu Dalang screamed and began to struggle frantically.

Su Xing stood up and kicked Shun Mu Dalang in the face: "What is it called? Didn't you kill someone before? It's just a head. Why are you making such a fuss?"

Shun Mu Dalang was kicked, and immediately calmed down, but his trembling body and distorted face all proved his fear at the moment.

And what caused all this was the man with the scar in the opened box, staring straight at him.

His uncle, whom he respected very much since childhood, is actually dead!
"You...what do you want..."

The arrogance in Shun Mu Dalang's heart finally subsided. He is not stupid. Since the other party has killed the scarred man, he is ready to tear his face. Under this situation, his life ,it is not important.

Su Xing looked at Shun Mu Dalang, and smiled slightly, very good, it worked, and the rest is easy.

He casually opened the recorder he took out from Assistant Ito.

"Next, I ask, you answer, don't hesitate, okay, I really don't like the smell of blood."

Shun Mu Dalang nodded frantically like a chicken pecking at rice.