The story has begun.

In other words, the story had actually begun long before the story began.

All stories have an origin. Perhaps, this origin cannot be considered very happy, but no matter what, this is a beginning.

A start filled with fire, blood, and roar of sirens.

Time, turn forward. Go back to the day when everything started, that dusk...

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In the sky, crows scream.

These dead dark birds perched on the telephone poles without restraint, and their red eyes looked at what was happening below like a demon.

The sunset pulls the shadow here for a long time.

The dim light forms the only color here.

However, under these dim sunsets, there is still a different color...

Blood.

Drop... Drop... Drop...

Blood dripped from the clenched fist.

Among these blood is the owner of the fist, but more of it is someone else's.

Ten people lie on the ground.

Ten students wearing school uniforms, with swollen faces and bleeding bubbles constantly coming out of their mouths and nostrils.

They gasped, struggled and twitched. They wanted to stand up, but they had already lost this power.

Standing among the ten people was a boy with a slightly long black hair. His face was a little swollen and his clothes were dirty. He was not wearing a school uniform, but in terms of age, he should be the age of high school students like these students. His vicious eyes swept across the ten people on the ground, raised his blood-sticking fists, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. After a moment, he bent down, took out the wallets from the arms of the ten people, took out the money inside, threw the wallet together with the ID into the ditch next to him, and stuffed the money into his trouser bag.

"Brother Dog, thank you for your hard work! Thank you so much!"

Behind the boy with long black hair were three people of the same age. They nodded and bowed to the boy with blood on his fists, and then came to a male student lying on the ground, raised his feet and stepped on it.

"I told you to rob me of my woman and my territory! No matter how cruel it is! Damn it, **!"

The boys on the ground were covered in scars and could only be slaughtered.

The boy with a fierce look looked at the people on the ground and spat.

"Rubbish."

He turned around and was about to leave. But at this moment, a male student reached out and grabbed his trouser legs.

"Qiao Feng...If...we are trash... then, so are you!"

The boy, known as Qiao Feng, lowered his head, his cold eyes fell on the face of the male student, and then...

On the dusk road, there was another wail.

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The night gradually descends.

The busy city streets began to light up the colors of red lights and green wine.

On the street, pedestrians were in a hurry. Some couples were wearing fashionable clothes, crowded with each other and smiling, walking on this bustling urban street.

Under the neon light, the entire road seemed to have become distorted. Various colors piled up together, making people's faces unable to see any wink.

Qiao Feng put his hands in his pants pockets, his eyes were cold, and he walked slowly under the neon lights.

The gorgeous light covered the blood on his face and body. I believe that no one would pay attention to such a child.

He is like a stray dog, with a messy and dirty body. As long as anyone dares to invade his territory, the stray dog ​​will open his mouth mercilessly and bite the other person's bite of meat.

Klang.

In front of the tobacco vending machine, Qiao Feng took out a pack of cigarettes, tore open the opening, and skillfully tapped the cigarette box with his fingers, jumped out and grabbed it.

He took out the lighter, lit the cigarette with the wind on his back. After taking a deep breath, he spit out the smoke rings towards the sky.

"Hello, Brother Dog!"

"Um."

Three young men wearing punk outfits and dyed hair came over and bowed politely after seeing Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng also responded, sucking and spitting out the smoke rings.

Those gang members left.

Huh………What are you doing next?

Qiao Feng looked at the sky.

The city sky at night is not black, but orange. Even if there is no cloud, you can't see any starry sky.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and leaned against the window of a shop, thinking about his next action. But obviously, some people didn't like him leaning on him like this.

"Hey! Over there! Don't lean against the window of our store and look at your clothes. They're so dirty!"

A clerk walked out of it and saw Qiao Feng leaning against the blood-tight shirt directly to the window, and immediately started to scold him. Just kidding, if the window is dirty, wouldn’t the boss have to wipe it himself?

Qiao Feng turned his head away, staring at the clerk with fierce and cold eyes. Although the clerk was not young, he couldn't help but be stunned after seeing Qiao Feng's look. Then, he felt guilty and took a ballpoint pen in his hand, pushed out the pen, plucked up the courage again, and said loudly-

"Hey! You are so dirty, don't lean against the window, do you hear it? Trash!"

vomit.

Qiao Feng directly spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth. Without saying a word, he walked straight towards the clerk. Without waiting for the clerk to react, his fist was swung hard, and directly hit the other party's belly.

"Woo!"

A mouthful of sour water was sprayed directly from the clerk's mouth. But Qiao Feng did not feel so idle. He grabbed the other party's collar and punched him hard on the other party's cheek. With a bang, the clerk was directly knocked to the ground by such a punch. Naturally, it caused a noise from pedestrians around him.

"Hey! What are you doing! Call the police quickly! Quickly!"

Several clerks rushed out of the store again, two female clerks went to help the male clerk, and two other burly clerks rushed towards Qiao Feng. Seeing that the form was wrong, Qiao Feng snorted, raised his foot like revenge, and kicked it hard on the glass window. With a sound of a thunder, the whole window was immediately broken. While others were surprised, Qiao Feng immediately ran away and hid in the shadow of the city.

Running, running. Before I knew it, I had left the main road and ran into an open park.

Under the night, the trees in the park also seemed extremely quiet. After hiding for a while and confirming that no one was chasing him, Qiao Feng popped up a cigarette again, held it in his mouth, and lit it.

Smack... huh-

The smoke ring slowly flew into the sky with one breath.

Qiao Feng looked at the slowly rising smoke ring and looked silently. After a moment, he took out all the money he had on his body from his pocket and counted it.

Four hundred and fifteen yuan.

So, are you going to the Internet cafe tonight?

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(I'm worried when my collection is so slow. I always linger at the end of the new book list, and I feel like I'm standing on the edge of the cliff. I know this may be because some people are not satisfied, but I still hope that at least they won't be at the bottom of the new book list all the time... Can you please give me more recommendations, clicks, and collections? Thank you!)
Chapter completed!