MTL - Old Chapters-v5 Chapter 4 massacre

After the little gangster Zheng Long put on the mask, he could clearly feel a cold air flow into his body from the mask. He clenched his fist and made a crisp sound. He could feel his body instantly strong. A grade: "This is an adventure, and I really am the protagonist!"

Zheng Long, who has been reading novels for many years, immediately understood, and also thought of the innocence theory that most novels will mention, so he immediately took off his mask, took off his short sleeves, wrapped the mask, and walked out shirtless. bathroom.

After saying goodbye to several younger brothers and brothers, he immediately went home and began to study the ability of the mask. He found that after putting on the mask, a cold air would flow into his body and strengthen his physical fitness. But not much strengthened.

Shadow magic is not vindictive or internal power. Its main function is to use it as an energy source to use various skills. Of course, some middle two Zheng Long were not satisfied with the slight increase in physical fitness, so he started various researches, first trying to control the gloomy and coldness. Breath, but failed decisively, no matter how Zheng Long tried to mobilize his mind, the shadow magic was still the same.

He spent the next few hours in the experiment, until most of the night, Zheng Long's loud laughter suddenly came from the house: "Hahaha, I really am the protagonist!"

The refreshed Zheng Long later found that there were several missed calls and text messages on the mobile phone that was charging in the living room. Seeing that it was his little brother, he called back. Although he said it was his little brother, they actually knew that , They are children who grew up in the same community and played together for more than ten years. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.

"Hey, Ade? Why are you calling me so urgently!" Zheng Long asked naturally. These brothers always called to sing K or have supper together. This time it was probably the same, but the next moment his His face changed.

There were rapid breathing sounds from the other side of the phone, as well as constant crashing screams, and Ader's voice, who answered the phone, became distorted: "Brother, save me... there are monsters!"

"Hey, hey, hey? Don't play with me, Ade!" Zheng Long looked at the constantly beeping phone, a bad premonition came to his mind, he quickly took the phone and ran out, only halfway through and came back immediately, He carried a large satchel, put the mask in it, flipped through the text messages in his mobile phone, and immediately went out on a motorcycle.

A few text messages were all asking him to go out for supper, and the same was true for the first few missed calls, but the other party on the last call waited for a long time and knew that the time was too long and was terminated. He rode a motorcycle to the place where they usually had supper.

The whistling siren also aggravated the premonition in his heart. Before he reached the destination, he saw a remote place where there were usually no people, surrounded by people wearing pajamas and holding palm fans. Suppressing all thoughts, he stopped the car and ran over.

All kinds of messy words flooded into Zheng Long's mind:

"I heard that they are a few second-rates. It's really miserable to die."

"Isn't it still written on the wall: Do gangsters have to die? I think these **** who are sloppy all day long are provoking people."

"These **** don't work all day, it's better that they all die."

"Speaking of which, these gangsters are also stupid. I heard from the police that they had a chance to call before they died, but instead of calling the police, they called their elder brother."

"Isn't it like this? They think they are amazing all day long and look down on the police. They talk about their own face, so why would they call the police?"

Pushing away the crowd, Zheng Long squeezed to the side of the alley. Under the light, his red eyes could see clearly. The alley was scattered with blood and some stumps. The lime wall next to him was written in blood. Big character: The gangster must die!

Several corpses covered in white cloths were pushed into the ambulance from the hospital, their blood-stained hands slid down from the stretcher, and a bracelet on their wrists had a capital D on it.

Tears fell in an instant, Zheng Long listened to the sneering comments from the surrounding crowd, turned around and shouted in rage, "Shut up, you guys!"

"They are my brothers, they are not stupid!" Zheng Long roared frantically, he knew the reason why they didn't call the police, or was it because his eldest brother said before that it would be shameful to call the police, his stupid brother actually believed it, he He kept crying: "They are not stupid, they are really not stupid..."

The onlookers were taken aback by Zheng Long's outburst. Then, on the principle of not causing trouble, they stopped talking and took a step back. The movement here also attracted the attention of the police.

Half an hour later, at the Metropolitan Police Department, Zheng Long was sitting in front of the table with red eyes. There were two police officers sitting in front of him. He lowered his head and played with a bracelet with an L on his wrist, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Mr. Zheng, right? The victim Li De called you a few times before he was killed. According to the time, you also called back at the end and connected for a few seconds. Did he say anything to you? ' asked a middle-aged policeman

"He said, he said, brother, save me, there are monsters!" Zheng Long raised his head, wiped his nose, and under the police's inquiries~www.novelbuddy.com~ said everything before, and finally He said intermittently and incoherently: "Uncle police officer, I... brother, who killed them? Which **** is he?"

The middle-aged policeman looked at Zheng Long, pondered for a moment, and said, "According to the surveillance from a distance, the victim and his party were preparing to pass through the murder site to eat supper. The man in the black mask walked into the alley from the other end."

"Our police speculated that the victim and the suspect had a conflict in the alley and were brutally killed. The suspect is how the man in the black mask killed four people taller than himself and did not let them escape. "

"Wear a black mask?" Zheng Long suddenly raised his head and questioned.

"What? Do you have the impression that you have seen this person?" The policeman on the other side thought there was a new clue, so he asked.

Zheng Long shook his head, grabbed the bracelet on his left wrist involuntarily, and his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt. He was now full of Ade's screams before he died. Although he knew the result, he still asked: "Police, if they The last call was not my call, but the police, can you save them?"

"This, judging from the scene and the existing clues, Li De made a phone call before he was killed. At that time, his mobile phone was knocked out and he kept calling your number. When you called back, he happened to be injured and climbed to the ground. Near the mobile phone, your call is connected, and it is forcibly turned off after a few seconds. The time from start to finish is not long. His location is relatively remote. If someone just happened to pass by, we might have to wait until the next day. I'll find out." The middle-aged policeman sighed and said, "So, there's no need to blame yourself too much..."

Zheng Long, who walked out of the Metropolitan Police Department, held the mask in his backpack in his hand, and his eyes were firm: "A monster? You wait for me..."