Gene from the 13th Department of Bright City

The lively Central Street in District 108 is the most lively at this time, and can be noisy until early in the morning. There are various small stalls on the chaotic streets, and in many places there are only trails for one person to pass through. .

Fragrances wafted through the streets. Fried food and barbecue were the main themes here. Some nearby shops sold food during the day and turned into taverns at night. The smell of low-quality alcohol lingered in the air, mixed with a A pungent smell of industrial raw materials.

Fried potatoes, corn, fried vegetables, and fried bones are the most popular dishes here. They can also be grilled. Many simple stalls set up are crowded with people. From time to time, people come out of wine houses or bars to buy some snacks on the street. .

These are a bunch of snacks that are very cheap. You can buy a big plate of potatoes, corn and other dishes for only 1 yuan. Fried bones are a little more expensive, 3 yuan a plate. If you want to eat meat, , only some stalls serve it, and it costs at least 5 to 10 yuan for a large plate, but many people can't afford it.

A glass of low-quality alcohol only costs 50 cents, and with a plate of grilled or fried vegetables, you can sit there until 12 o'clock, then go home and sleep.

Ran Zai looked at a plate of fried vegetables and fried bones quietly, holding a glass of low-quality wine in his hand. After taking a sip, he started to tremble. It's okay if you are used to drinking this kind of wine, but if you are not used to it, drink it in one sip. Will feel like vomiting.

"It tastes bad!"

Ran Zai stared quietly at the small stalls around him. Most of the stall owners used battery ovens or battery fryers. At this time, his eyes showed a fierce look.

As long as you mess with the battery casually, the laughing people here will die. I hate smiling!

Ran Zai shook his head for a moment and immediately gave up the idea in his mind, but then he saw a wallet on a table next to him. The four of them were drinking and playing cards, with the wallets at hand.

As long as a little commotion is caused, the wallet can be taken away immediately using telekinesis, and they won't know anything!

Another thought came to mind. Ran Zai drank a big sip of wine and suddenly almost vomited it out. The boss glanced at it.

"Oh, young man, you can only drink this kind of wine slowly. If you drink it too fast, it will burn your internal organs. Come on, let me get you a glass of water."

Looking at the kind-hearted boss, Ran Zai smiled, but he immediately noticed that the medicine in the boss's pocket was an anti-myocardial infarction drug, and it seemed to have reached the third stage.

As long as the medicine is taken away, this old man will die tonight!

For a moment, the boss and the wise man's appearance overlapped in front of Ran Zai. The moment he stood up and touched the boss, he had already taken away the medicine.

Ran Zai, who was immersed in a burst of pleasure, suddenly woke up and turned around.

"Boss, you've lost your medicine."

Then he returned the medicine to the boss, who thanked him profusely.

"I have to eat once every three hours, otherwise I will die."

Ran Zai smiled, turned around, drank all the wine in the glass, and left.

"Guest, do you want the food?"

The boss shouted, and Ran Zai had already disappeared into the dark alley. At this time, the guests at the table next to him took a look.

"5 cents, all for you."

The boss said that after the guests at the table next to him had paid, the boss brought over two plates of dishes that Ran Zai had not touched. This is very common in the lower floors. Nearly 50% of the people in the lower floors rely on liquid food to survive. In Japan, there are many ways to eat a can of liquid food. Mixing it with water and adding some not-so-good vegetables, then boiling it and pouring it on the rice is what most people do.

On such a slightly cool night, many people may come here once a month to have a drink.

Wow

Ran Zai kept vomiting, and there was nothing left in his stomach. He pressed his forehead and held on to the wall with a painful expression.

Since he was very young, he has been afraid of his grandfather. Everything in the family is decided by his grandfather. The most impressive scene is when his father acted arbitrarily on a certain matter, which caused big problems in the entire organization. As a result, his grandfather copied him. The ashtray was slapped on his father's head, and he taught his father a severe lesson in front of him.

Even his aunt, after her grandfather found out that she was having an affair with someone from a foreign gang, he taught her a lesson mercilessly and even put a gun to her aunt's head. Everyone in the family was in pain, living in a world called Grandpa is in fear.

And Ran Zai has been very smart since he was a child. He naturally knows what his grandfather likes. He writes down everything his grandfather taught him skillfully and can do it better than adults. Even when he was 10 years old, his grandfather asked him to I went to trade contraband with an organization, and ended up completing all the work easily.

"Xiao Ran, you are the one who inherits everything from grandpa. As long as you do what grandpa said, all obstacles will become invisible!"

Bang bang

Ran Zai's head hit the wall, with heavy impacts. This quiet night was the most painful time for him, and the broken memories of the past surged into his heart like a resurgence.

"What kind of grandpa is Dawn?"

"Dawn? It doesn't exist. The so-called dawn is just people's delusion. Xiaoran, just remember to step on other people's heads. In this world, if you don't step on other people's heads, they will be stepped on. Brain!”

"I know grandpa, can I step on your head from now on!"

A burst of laughter passed through Ran Zai's head. His slightly trembling body returned to normal little by little. He stood up slowly and spit out a mouthful of blood. The low-quality wine had burned his stomach, but right now It was this pain that freed him from the nightmare that struck him.

"Someone said that dawn exists and will come! Grandpa, your time is over!"

Ran Zai looked at the councilor of District 108 and showed a sad smile. Ran Zai felt that his life had been very hard and very difficult for so many years. He still couldn't figure it out. After knowing that he had told the business department everything, The muzzle of the gun in Grandpa's hand was pointed at himself. When Jean came in, grandpa planned to shoot and kill himself. However, in the end, he pointed the muzzle at Jean and was tortured to death by Jean. When I was there, I looked at myself, hoping that I would run quickly.

After his grandfather was taken away, Gene once asked Ran Zai.

"What are you going to do next?"

Ran Zai showed a happy smile and said.

"Become a hero of justice!"

In the dark and winding path, Ran Zai quickened his pace. The look on his face became more and more calm, and the pain in his stomach gradually disappeared due to the mutant's strong physique.

"Waiting for dawn, many people in this city are waiting, but unfortunately, they may not be able to wait!"