There are obviously fewer pedestrians at night than before. I don’t know whether it is the patrol police and various random checks, or because ordinary people have more or less noticed changes in the situation.

Su Lifeng observed the expressions of some people coming towards him and found that they almost looked a little frowning. Some were full of fatigue, and one of them yelled on the phone: "How many times have I told you! Now the company's performance is getting worse and worse, and it is laying off employees every day! I have been fired if I don't work overtime! What, overtime pay? Haha, where is there any overtime pay now... Looking for a job? You don't even see how many people are unemployed, it's good to have a full meal..."

After yelling, he sighed again and his voice lowered again: "I'm sorry, my wife, I didn't yell at you on purpose. I went to the police station to ask about my father's disappearance today... Well, there is no news yet... Don't think too much, there is always a thought without news, it's not..."

However, at this moment, a figure suddenly paused when he passed by. The next moment, the tired man felt that he was being held by a hand.

Su Lifeng pulled the man aside, then looked coldly at the paused figure.

The man looked at Su Lifeng in amazement, and then followed his gaze.

The figure is a young man in his early twenties with yellow hair. He was holding a roll of newspaper in his hand, but from the man's sight, he clearly found a knife tip in the newspaper.

"Hmph..." The young man was panicked without being discovered at all. He glared at Su Lifeng fiercely, and quickly rushed into the crowd and disappeared.

The man then realized that he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded to Su Lifeng with some gratitude: "Thank you, thank you..."

"It's okay, stop calling with your phone. He probably wanted to steal your phone just now." Su Lifeng also let go of him.

"Okay, thank you..." The man thanked him several times in succession before leaving in a hurry.

Su Lifeng looked at his back holding his cell phone, and he said with fear in his tone: "Something is wrong, I'll hang up first, and I'll tell you when I get home..."

The people around didn't seem to have noticed much of this scene, and maybe they would avoid it if they noticed it...

Although there were people who cut people on the street and there were many robberies, there were still a few who were just young people who came up and stabbed people first, and were fearless.

It looks like a habitual offender. Even when there are police patrols everywhere, they dare to take action...

The man who was almost stabbed never mentioned calling the police from beginning to end.

It should be that knowing that calling the police will not be of much use, right?

With all efforts to investigate alien species, where can we distinguish police forces from the police to manage more and more public security and criminal cases...

Su Lifeng gently lifted the bag in his hand up, turned into a small supermarket and bought some midnight snacks, and then walked home slowly.

"What I used to spend only more than 100 yuan has increased to more than 200 yuan this time. I don't know if the economy will collapse peacefully first." Su Lifeng thought, and turned into an alley.

Perhaps in order to save electricity, there is only a street light on the corner in this remote alley, which gives people a very dark feeling. Most people probably have to think about it when passing here at night.

But Su Lifeng seemed to have not seen it and walked straight in.

Not far away, he suddenly stopped and said without looking back: "Do it, when are you going to go with me?"

"Oh, I'm really brave." After a moment of silence, a slightly hoarse voice came out.

Su Lifeng turned his head and looked at the yellow-haired young man with a hint of disgust. Not only him, he also brought several people, all of whom were about the same age, with fierce eyes, and holding a knife or a steel pipe in his hands.

These people moved slowly and surrounded Zulifeng.

"You are brave? Pretend it! Look at him as a little white-faced, like a thin bamboo pole. Just don't be beaten to cry and call him mom later." One person smiled.

"Hey? I see what you bought? Is this unlovered chocolate? Why, do you have a lover? Girlfriend?" Another flat-headed young man stared at the supermarket plastic bag in Su Lifeng's hand and suddenly suggested lewdly/evilly, "How about we let this kid take us home? Let him contribute his girlfriend to us, just like the couple yesterday."

The leading yellow-haired young man looked at Su Lifeng with his eyes full of viciousness. He nodded and said, "Yes."

"Then let's just say that. Boy, what's your other bag? What kind of cement bag is this? Seeing that you are living a good life, why didn't you put the money here on purpose? Open the bag and see." The flat-headed young man turned to laugh. He had already thought about it and let the boy be obedient first, and then beat him to death when he thought he would be let go as long as he was obedient. After he played with his girlfriend to death in front of him, he could kill them together.

Su Lifeng didn't even look at him. He gently put down the bag and took off his windbreaker.

"Hey! Are you stupid? I asked you to open the bag!" The flat-headed young man suddenly raised the steel pipe in his hand.

But at this moment, a red light flashed, and the smile on the flat-headed young man's face froze. He watched the steel pipe land on the ground and rolled to his feet. Why did the broken hand holding the steel pipe seem to be his own?

Before he could realize this, he felt a stream of blood splattering on his face again. A human head flew over in front of him, and it seemed a little familiar...

The bag on the ground opened a little, and the flat-headed young man finally saw it.

But just after a glance, he felt a chill suddenly burst out from his body.

It’s not the pleasure of listening to people screaming and wailing under your own hands, but fear.

In just a blink of an eye, Su Lifeng took back his bone wings, put on his windbreaker, and then lifted the bag again.

It was not until Su Lifeng's figure continued to move forward slowly and disappeared into the darkness that the flat-headed young man finally realized what was going on.

It was his hand that broke, and his companions were all dead.

He turned his head and wanted to see the yellow-haired person who brought them, and wanted to scold him, but when he turned his head, he suddenly felt a heat flowing out of his neck.

"Has my neck been cut off?"

While this feeling of panic surged over and over, the flat-headed young man also saw the yellow hair.

Just like himself, he turned to look at him, and a crack appeared on his neck...

"How long will a person die after bleeding?" At this moment, the flat-headed young man suddenly thought of the question he once asked a victim.

He regretted it a little. At that time, he didn't want to hear the victim give the answer, he just wanted to have fun.
Chapter completed!