"Whoosh, whoosh" came from the suitcase, like a sound like wind passing through holes.

Xie Sheng knew that this was the sound of the suitcase crying.

"This guy seems to have not cried for a long time, but why is he crying?"

Xie Sheng quickly cleaned up the room, but it would take a lot of time to completely eliminate the smell.

For his overly sensitive sense of smell, the smell was unbearable.

Xie Sheng walked to the window leading to the backyard, gently pushed his toes, and landed on the window sill like a feather.

Stretching out his hands to grasp the window frame, he exerted his strength on his arms, and he was already standing on the roof.

Looking at the dust and fallen leaves on the roof, he took out a handkerchief from his coat pocket.

After a few gentle shakes, the dust and fallen leaves on the roof were picked up by a whirlwind and flew away into the distance.

This whirlwind looks calm and indifferent, but in fact it is extremely powerful, far more powerful than it appears to be.

Xie Sheng knelt down and wiped the roof with a handkerchief. There was not even a speck of dust on the handkerchief.

He nodded with satisfaction, lay down on the roof, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.

In my ears, I vaguely heard the sound of "click, click" echoing in the room again.

Shimi Street Block and Niwan District are separated by more than a dozen commercial streets.

There are some dark alleys in the middle of the wide commercial streets.

In almost every small alley, there are metal trash cans that are as long as a person and half as tall as a person.

The alley in front of us is no exception. The alley goes in about fifteen meters deep.

There are four or five standard-size metal trash cans placed in the middle of the alley.

At the end of the alley is a thick iron gate, which is the back door of the row of houses in front.

That's the back door of a restaurant. It's only open during working hours during the day and occasionally opens at the back.

At night after the restaurant closes, it will be locked from the inside, so this alley is now a dead end.

People always like to display beautiful and tidy streets outside and hide these garbage bins in alleys.

There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and six men in black appeared at the exit of the alley.

The man in black at the head was tall, a head taller than the other companions.

He stopped at the entrance of the alley, pointed inside a few times, then stepped back a few steps and stood outside to watch the excitement.

The other five men in black were obviously well-trained. They made a few gestures to each other and immediately split up.

Two of them, one on each side, were guarding the entrance of the alley.

Both men were holding pistols with silencers mounted on their muzzles.

They held the gun in one hand and held it on the wrist with the other hand, as if they were ready to shoot at any time.

The other three men in black each held a strange thing in their hands.

The knowledgeable person will recognize this as a tranquilizer gun commonly used in zoos.

The three men held tranquilizer guns and cautiously walked toward the trash cans.

Such a huge trash can can easily hide a person.

Every autumn and winter, such a trash can becomes a holiday destination.

Last winter, more people died from freezing than in previous years due to competition for the right to stay in these garbage bins.

Three men in black walked to the first trash can, and one said: "Old rules."

Several people stood together and stretched out their free hands. At this time, they were actually playing rock, paper, scissors.

After the fierce battle, the defeated guy cursed and stuffed his tranquilizer gun into the holster hanging under his ribs.

The other two people separated to the left and right, standing on either side of a trash can, holding anesthesia guns in their hands to keep alert.

With his bare hands, the man in black reached out and grabbed the lid of the trash can.

"Bang, bang," the man in black found nothing and slammed down the trash can lid.

He muttered something and walked to the next trash can.

"Kangdang" is another one.

The three men in black spent most of the night repeating this monotonous activity.

This is the tenth street they have searched since receiving the case in Niwan District.

Their group alone has opened more than a hundred trash cans.

They already have a very thorough understanding of the people's tastes and shopping habits in this area.

Monotonous things can easily lead to slackness and loss of concentration.

The mutation occurred the moment the man in black opened the third trash can.

From an inconspicuous shadow opposite the trash can, a storm suddenly blew.

"Bang" The man in black who was holding the handle of the trash can was punched hard into the trash can.

This punch was so fast and powerful that it caused extremely serious consequences.

After the rest of his body was thrown into the trash can, he still stubbornly held on to the handle of the trash can with both hands.

The broken parts on the two bloody wrists and the white stubble looked like a pair of evil eyes.

The two men in black next to them had no time to react, and were slapped on the back by two palms stretched out from the storm.

"Crack, click" two fracture sounds sounded almost at the same time, and the two men in black fell into the trash can almost at the same time.

"Clang" The lid of the trash can was closed heavily, and the black whirlwind rushed towards the alley at high speed.

Everything happens in the blink of an eye.

When the two men in black guarding the entrance to the alley noticed that their companion was in trouble, the black storm had already rushed in front of them.

Their brains reacted instinctively, commanding the nerves in their fingers to pull the trigger.

But before the nerves could be transmitted to the fingers, their heads had been severely hammered by two fists stretched out from the storm.

The power stored in his fist was so amazing that his two heads were instantly blown apart.

The black whirlwind didn't hesitate for a moment and rushed out of the alley.

The man in black who had been standing at the entrance of the alley seemed to be frightened and stood motionless.

But when the black whirlwind rushed over, I realized that the man in black's eyes were cold and shining with bloodthirsty light.

The man in black had already prepared his fist and punched it with all his strength.

"Buzz" punched with strong wind, and hit the black whirlwind hard.

The "bang" punch was not only extremely sudden, but also had unexpected speed and power.

After receiving the punch, Black Whirlwind took several steps back, leaned back, and spurted out a ball of blood.

The black whirlwind finally stopped and a figure appeared.

This person is none other than the wanted barbecue stall owner Xiong Dali.

"finally found you"

The man in black raised his head proudly and wanted to say something else.

Xiong Dali's body flashed, and he was five meters away. It only took him one step to rush back to the man in black.

He raised his right hand and punched the man in black on the head.

"Bang" the man in black's right hand flashed with cold light, and the black glove on his hand was torn instantly.

Five sharp claws shone with five cold rays and stabbed directly into Xiong Dali's arm.

Xiong Dali did not retract or dodge his right fist, raised his left fist and hit the man in black.

A sound of "hiss" was heard tearing the air, and five sharp claws tightly clasped Xiong Dali's right wrist.

Xiong Dali's right wrist was instantly scratched with five bloody scratches.
Chapter completed!