Snow City under the scorching sun

At night in the back street, people who come to travel enjoy the fun and passion brought by the nightlife.They think this is paradise, with beautiful sea and sandy beaches during the day and wild backstreets at night.Sanna is sleepless, and neither are people.

Dong Huang shuttled through the crowd in the back street, tirelessly handing out leaflets.At this time, he saw a person squatting in the dark place in the alley, and he recognized him after a closer look, so he walked over.

Dong Huang smiled and asked, "Eh? Why are you here? What happened to your face?"

"Drinking at the bar yesterday, the Red Skull fought, so it spread." The man said, smoking a cigarette.

"Red Skull? Are your own people beating your own people? Hey, the people inside the Red Skull are all lunatics, and they have no concept of their own people at all. If it weren't for their madness, they wouldn't be able to gain a foothold in the back street." Dong Huang sat He went to the man's side and lit a cigarette.

"The members of the fraternity are very united, they feel like brothers and sisters, and they are also very xenophobic. Olive Branch is a local, and Shengna Development has been in the backstreet until now, so it is relatively well-established. These three parties have different forces." The man continued. Said "And the red handkerchief..."

cough cough!Dong Huang cleared his throat and motioned for him to stop. Because of Dong Huang's actions, the man immediately realized that what he just said was too blatant, and broke out in a cold sweat.Dong Huang said seriously, "We work for ours, and those forces stay away."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" The man nodded in agreement and said, "I will continue to distribute leaflets."

The dark street has no end in sight.The neon lights were flickering, garbage was everywhere on the street, and a smell of sex permeated the air, mixed with the rotten smell of garbage, which made people faintly sick.

According to Mr. Tu's instructions, Chris and the lunatic brought their luggage to the place where the Red Skull members lived in the old neighborhood of Sanna that night.This street is not peaceful, relatively speaking, it is very noisy.The two could see a few people from a short distance away, and they all cast their eyes on Chris and the lunatic, looking at them with contempt and provocation.

The reputation of the Red Skull is well known in the backstreet. This dark neighborhood in front of you is like a virgin forest where the weak prey on the strong.Although all members of the Red Skull, they are not united.Of course, if there are instructions from their superiors, they will carry them out without hesitation.

"What's in your bag?" The four figures slowly blocked the way of Chris and the lunatic before anyone saw him and heard his voice.

Please come to the door!

The "clothes" lunatic had no expression on his face, and said two words in a low voice.

"Open it and take a look." The leading man was bare-chested and covered in tattoos. He was thin and hunchbacked. The pupils of his eyes dilated slightly, which was obviously the result of taking drugs.

"Why do you want to open it?" The lunatic said calmly, his face still not moving at all, looking at the person in front of him contemptuously.

"Because I said it!" The voice of the leading man raised a decibel, and the four people also slowly surrounded Chris and the two.

"So what if I don't open you?" Chris spoke at this time, his voice was not as calm and leisurely as usual, but with a hint of provocation.

Chris and the lunatic have not closed their eyes for the past 24 hours, and even their spirits have been in a state of tension.So much has happened since the first delivery last night.From the original intention of traveling, to becoming members of the underworld overnight, they even have a life in their hands.In the past 24 hours, the two were even more aggrieved. First, they were forced to kneel on the ground, then they were slapped across the face, and when they came back, they were beaten again by the bald man. At this time, his face was still aching.

Now that I am degraded and forced to enter the Red Skull, I have no news about my passport, ID card, or bank card. I want to go to the new apartment quickly and have a good sleep, but I am blocked on the road again. At this moment, Chris is very anger.

"Aren't you going to open it? Shall I open it for you?" The leading man was smiling, and as he talked, several people walked forward.

Chris said two words lightly, "Try."

Suddenly, they moved, and a person rushed over from behind Chris. Chris turned his right hand and elbowed it up, hitting the man's chest. on the bridge of the nose.Click!It looked like something was broken, and blood flowed from the man's nose.Chris grabbed the man's head and pressed it down. He raised his right leg and raised his knee. The face that had been donating blood was seriously injured again, and the man lost consciousness instantly.

Compared with Chris's skillful fight, the lunatic was more direct. He found a thick iron rod from nowhere, and with a roar, the two of them were fighting each other.Out of fear of the stick, those two people did not dare to get too close to the lunatic, but the lunatic kept chasing and beating him.

Chris rushed to the leading man and threw his luggage bag hard in his face. The next moment he took the luggage bag away from his sight, Chris stood up, holding him with a flying knee, Then Chris landed and bent over, hooking his legs, and the man lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.Chris stood on top of him, then squatted down, hugged his head and smashed it hard on the ground.

"Ah!!!!" Chris yelled while lifting the man's head and then slamming it on the ground. He even lost consciousness a little because he was so irritable.

The man had long been silent, and the blood had already bloomed a flower on the back of the man's head.Chris stopped shouting, stood up, and looked angrily at the members of the Red Skull around him.

The lunatic was holding a stick, and there was blood on the stick. His expression was also very crazy, and he walked slowly behind Chris.

"Who still wants to see my bag?!" Chris stood in the center of the street, with a trace of blood on his face, and asked with a crazy voice, looking at the people around him.

Everyone on the street is a member of the Red Skull, and they will not call the police because of what is in front of them.This is an unwritten rule, not just in the Red Skull, but in the entire backstreet.As long as the death is due to gang struggle, no one will call the police. This is a rule of the rivers and lakes.

Chris wiped the blood off his face and yelled again "Who else?!"

With a shout, the whole street suddenly fell silent.Many people have been in the Red Skull for many years, and they have never seen such fierceness on the first day of check-in.

boom!The sound of iron bars being thrown on the ground suddenly echoed, and some people even broke out in a cold sweat. You must know that many people around at this moment are drug dealers or addicts, and they are very afraid of death.

Chris panted heavily, and he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, his hands trembled a little, maybe from anger or from tiredness.

The sound of the lighter came into Chris' ears slightly, and he took a few puffs fiercely, and the white smoke dissipated like a white mist.

"Go!" After taking a look at the people around him, Chris turned around and walked towards his new apartment with the lunatic.