"I don't understand, as a big brother of the underworld, why do you say something strange like 'serving the people'?" Meng Qingrou frowned and asked behind Zhang Chen's back.

Zhang Chen stopped and looked at her with a serious look on his face.

"Do you know that in an ancient myth, under the leadership of a demon king in the world, there was once such a powerful force in the world where demons danced. They were shining with dazzling red light. They shouted the slogan of "Serve the people", and made the world's number one underworld gang and enslaved more than one billion people." Zhang Chen Youyou said, "That big demon king is an idol I admire all my life. It's a pity that I will never reach his position, so I can only continue this Rakshasa Sect to satisfy my dream for the time being!"

"Well, which version of myth is this?" Meng Qingrou frowned and asked curiously.

"Oh, this is a mythological story compiled by a church that treats the wheel as a god. Maybe you haven't heard of it, that's normal." Zhang Chen said.

Meng Qingrou frowned even deeper, "You are talking nonsense, how could anyone treat the wheel as a god?"

"Tsk, anyone believes in any lightning. What's the point..." Zhang Chen murmured in a low voice, and then replied, "I'm going to go out to preside over justice tonight. I've already repaired the Xicheng Show for you. You go and accompany him. Anyway, your strength is not enough. If you follow me, you can only say with your back."

"Repair it?" Meng Qingrou's heart suddenly stumbled, and she subconsciously felt something was wrong.

But Zhang Chen left so quickly that she didn't have the chance to ask for details.

Following Zhang Chen's instructions, Meng Qingrou quickly found the room where Xichengxiu was. She took a deep breath and carefully pushed the door and entered. She immediately saw half of the familiar face.

That was Xichengxiu's upper half of her face, and her affectionate eyes were still staring at Meng Qingrou with love.

The lower half of his face, which was facing down from the bridge of his nose, turned into an ancient armor, and the mouth-blocking protective gear was like a triangle scarf wrapped around his face, with dark slits on it, as if it was a ventilated continuously.

The originally extremely handsome face has become like a strange man who is stinging his feet, making people feel cold in their hearts.

At this time, Xichengxiu's body was even more unsightly.

With a strong upper body, only half of the arms are still there. Under the elbows, there are metal arms attached, and the five fingers are five sharp knives with cold light. When they wave it gently, the cold flows.

The center of his body was hollowed out, and a small engine was stuffed with two iron pieces, locked tightly on his body. The front and back sides were decorated with certain decorations. However, right in front was a red and blue indicator light, and behind it was a powerful searchlight!

His lower body was completely cut corners. He had no half of his thighs, and he had no prosthetic limbs on his side. He just installed two bicycle tires on one side, which made Xi Chengxiu, who was originally half a head taller than Meng Qingrou, could only look directly at her chest.

Xichengxiu seemed a little excited and was constantly trying to move in this room.

But Meng Qingrou's face became darker and darker. Finally, she couldn't help but run outside the room and shouted loudly, "Xichengyong, I want to kill you!"

...

In the sky, Zhang Chen stood on the roof of an ordinary house and looked at a three-story building in the distance. His eyes were filled with coldness.

"What a deep despair this is, it can instantly fill the spaces of thirty despair in the forging scroll." Zhang Chen took a deep breath and whispered, "But why are there only thirty portions? Shouldn't there be at least one hundred portions here? Where did the remaining despair go, and it turned into silence?"

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the expression of the building became even more ferocious.

The building was quite gorgeous, and it looked very festive.

But Zhang Chen knew that the transactions conducted there were extremely dirty.

This building is nominally a high-end entertainment center, but the business it does is obviously a function of a brothel.

But it is not an ordinary brothel.

There, all the women who went out to do business were girls who were twelve or thirteen years old, or girls who had not even graduated from elementary school!

Of course, these children would not enter here through formal means. Most of them were kidnapped, kidnapped, or even snatched from other people's homes openly and sent here.

Here, there are countless parents who are beaten to death every year because they are looking for their daughter. It can be said that this red building is simply dyed red with the blood of girls and their parents!

Zhang Chen could not bear this kind of thing!

Even if he was the cute loli, they only dared to put them in their hands and carefully care for them. There was actually such a group of people who were using such extreme methods to destroy these tender flowers!

Unforgivable!

Zhang Chen widened his eyes, and suddenly a black shadow appeared behind him, which was a flying demon.

"The leader, I have found out that there are a total of 123 child prostitutes here, and 17 of them are about to be sent away because they are developing faster here. There are seven more people who were just arrested today. It seems that the Chief of Police is here and plans to attend today's deflowering event." Fei Yao said.

"Which room is he in?" Zhang Chen asked coldly.

"Master!" Fei Yao suddenly became anxious, "That's the Chief of Police!"

"Shut up!" Zhang Chen shouted coldly, "Tell me, what is the purpose of the Rakshasa religion that I am talking about today?"

"Serve the people." Although he was very reluctant, Fei Yao still said these five words.

"It's good to know!" Zhang Chen snorted coldly, and his body suddenly pulled down. After a while, he rushed to the front of the entertainment center.

Fei Yao stood there stupidly, with a wry smile on his face, "But even if he serves the people, does this have to do with whether the police chief is killed or not?"

...

An Zi shrank her body and hid in the corner of the princess bed with a pink gauze tent. There were tears on her face, but her hands were constantly tearing the princess skirt on her body.

She gritted her teeth tightly, her eyes kept turning, looking for sharp objects to kill others or herself.

But everything had been arranged in this room long ago and she would not find what she wanted to see.

Thinking of everything she encountered today, An Zi felt a sense of despair in her heart. She wanted to end her life just like this. However, when she thought of her father who was helpless to say to her, she could not muster up the courage to live a good life, and the mother who was still smiling at her comfortingly even after being abused by dozens of people one after another, she could not muster up the courage.

"Dad, mom, why don't you take me with you?" An Zi said in a hoarse voice and muttered to herself.

Her father is the police superintendent of the Drug Enforcement Department, and her mother works in a department store. The family of three was originally a happy family.

But everything changed this morning.

More than 20 hooligans surrounded the three people who went shopping on the street, and killed her father by randomly killing her, and raped An Zi's mother to death.

Then, they brought An Zi here.

An Zi didn't know what this gorgeous-looking building is for.

However, An Zi, who was educated by her father who was a policeman since childhood, saw a keen look at something wrong from the dull little girls' faces.

She struggled and resisted, but in the end she could not resist the group of vicious aunts. She washed away the stains on her face, changed into such a cute princess dress, and threw it into this dreamy room.

Although she was just an eleven-year-old girl, An Zi was not happy about this room.

She knew that what she was about to face here might be something even more cruel than what she had encountered during the day!

Soon, the door to the room opened.

A middle-aged man with a fierce face and a thin body walked in.

An Zi vaguely remembered this man, probably her father's boss, who had come to her home and had seen him. That's how she called him...

"Uncle Cheng?"

The man was obviously stunned, but soon his face returned to calm.

He turned to look at An Zi and said with a smile, "Little sister, you seem to have recognized the wrong person."

"No, you are Uncle Cheng! You are the Chief of Police, Uncle Cheng!" An Zi said confidently.

The man became panicked, and a resolute color flashed in his eyes. He grabbed An Zi's shoulder. The man looked at her coldly, "I said you recognized the wrong person, you recognized the wrong person!"

Thorn!

Before An Zi could continue to deny it, the man tore up the thin princess dress on An Zi's body.

An Zi screamed, using her hands to cover the secrets on her body.

But the man was very strong. He reached out and grabbed An Zi's hands together, pressing her hands with one hand, and the other hand quickly stroking her body slowly.

The man's breath became thicker, and he gasped, and his eyes gradually became full of lust.

Immediately, he quickly took off his pants and pushed forward.

A little girl has not yet completed her physical development, so how could she easily break into her by him?

This thrust hit An Zi with a bang, not only not breaking through the door, but instead hitting the thing under his crotch and causing pain.

But the man did not restrain himself, but he seemed even more excited.

Feeling the dirty fingers starting to peel on her body bit by bit, An Zi's tears fell down, and her heart once again showed her desire to die, wishing she would hit the wall and go to heaven to find her parents.

But at this moment, suddenly, the ceiling suddenly broke, and a tall body fell down. He reached out and grabbed it, and threw it away, and hit the man hard on the wall. With a muffled groan, he was already unconscious.

After wrapping the cloak, An Zi immediately wrapped up. Her warm arms hugged An Zi tightly, inexplicably giving her a feeling of peace of mind.

Looking up, An Zi saw a pair of bright eyes under a hideous bronze mask, looking at her with great concern.

An Zi closed her eyes and couldn't help but fall asleep.

"Is this my hero?" An Zi subconsciously thought in her mind...

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Chapter completed!