Young cats in pitch black, dirty alleys with eyes staring straight at a heavy metal bar.

The alley was littered with garbage, and there was a disgusting rancid smell in the air, but he didn't care at all, and his attention was all on the front door of the bar.

His eyes were shining in the dark, like a lone wolf waiting for an opportunity to hunt.

He's been here for a whole day, so the unpleasantness just now wasn't the hero he happened to meet, but the short and tall men crashing into his territory without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

It was now past ten o'clock in the evening, and the cat had been here all day, and he was just waiting for someone.

Zhang Po, nicknamed the Siberian Tiger, is a well-known gangster on this South Street.

Jiang Nan is a senior in high school, because of his family background, in addition to going to school, he is more of a fool in society, with his good skills and ruthless two characteristics, the gangsters in the neighborhood are more afraid of him, and the title of 'Brother Nan' also followed.

And Zhang Po is a notorious ruffian who does all kinds of evil, and the two should have nothing to do with each other, but now, a human life has linked the two together.

Thinking that the grandfather who raised him since he was a child went to another world because of Zhang Poke, the biting cold disappeared, and the hot blood of revenge filled his body.

Clutching the sharp dagger that had been 'snatched' from the short man, the flames of vengeance burned with a hint of tension.

After inquiring, Jiang Nan learned that Zhang Po would soak in the black metal bar every night, and there were not many subordinates around him, so this was his best chance to avenge his grandfather.

Jiang Nan thought about calling the police and called the police, but the police said that the death of his grandfather had nothing to do with Zhang Po, so he didn't do it.

It is better to ask for others than for yourself, the seeds of hatred have been planted, and Jiang Nan feels that he needs to do something for his dead grandfather.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the nightlife begins, and more and more people flock to the bar.

After straightening out his clothes, Jiang Nan also mixed in.

The Siberian Tiger has been in for more than three hours, and this must be the moment when he is most confused, and it is also the critical moment for him to start.

Jiang Nan, who entered the bar, did not rush to look for Zhang Poke, but first looked around and observed the specific situation of the bar and the specific route of escape.

After everything was ready, Jiang Nan looked at a waiter and quietly followed.

When there was no one around, he rushed behind him, covering his mouth with his left hand, and holding the dagger against his neck with his right hand, and pulling him violently into a dark corner.

"In which room is the Siberian tiger in?"

Feeling the sharpness against his neck, the cold and hard words blew through his ears again, the waiter's body trembled unconsciously, and he said instinctively: "No......"

"Think carefully before you speak, because I haven't been in the game since I killed someone." As he spoke, the cold blade moved, and a striking blood groove appeared on his neck.

"Second floor! 2…… 1…… Room 219!! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a pain in his neck, and his eyes suddenly became dark and he fainted.

A few minutes later, the waiter whose clothes had been pulled out was lying in the corner like a dead fish, and Jiang Nan had already sneaked up to the second floor.

When I came to room 219, I knocked lightly on the door.

"Who?" The voice from inside was visibly impatient, mixed with a hint of a woman's moan.

"Brother Tiger, the one who delivered the wine."

A few seconds later, the door opened, and a man with a big waist walked out, shirtless, with a tattoo of a tiger descending the mountain on his arm, and his pants were not fastened, and he did not know where the belt went.

frowned and stared at Jiang Nan, looking particularly hideous against the backdrop of the scar on his face.

"Waiter, the one who delivers the wine." Jiang Nan nodded and looked into the room through the crack in the door, there were only two women with heavy makeup who were in a hurry to get dressed, and the two younger brothers who came with the Siberian Tiger didn't know where they went.

"Deliver the wine? When did Lao Tzu ask for wine? Zhang Poke looked the waiter up and down.

"Send!"

"Sent? When has the owner of this broken bar been so generous. ”

"I sent it...... Farewell wine! ”

As soon as the last word fell, Jiang Nan's arm shook violently, and the dagger popped out and held it tightly in his hand.

Then he threw away the tray in his hand, shook the dagger violently, and stabbed Zhang in the lower abdomen.

Maybe it was too nervous to kill for the first time, or maybe it didn't know how to kill at all, but after the dagger stabbed into the other party's body, it only spilled sticky blood, and did not kill the other party.

Zhang Poke first froze for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, looking at the dagger still stuck in his stomach, and finally, slowly raised his head, and his bloodshot gaze fell on Jiang Nan's face.

In the next second, he raised his hand without warning, slapped Jiang Nan's face close at hand, and scolded: "Little B cub dares to stab me? Fuck you!"

This slap used all his strength, Jiang Nan didn't expect to fail, but he stood in place stupidly, took the slap firmly, and sat on the ground with his ass.

Until now, Jiang Nan hasn't reacted, more because of the first killing.

His ears were buzzing, half of his cheeks were bulging, and blood was running down his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, as if they had nothing to do with him, just sitting motionless on the ground, like a fool.

"Isn't this Brother Nan? Your grandfather was killed by me, come to take revenge, even the police say I am not guilty, what can you little cub do with me? Still stabbing me? Today I will scrap your hand, so that you will not be able to pick up the trash like your grandfather in the future! ”

Because Jiang Nan kept his head down just now, and because of the light, Zhang Po only recognized Jiang Nan until now, ignoring the lower abdomen that was still bleeding blood, picked up a wine bottle from the ground at random, and slowly walked in front of Jiang Nan.

It was at this moment that Jiang Nan's consciousness returned to normal, looking at Zhang Poke who was walking slowly, and kicked him in the stomach.

Then, with the help of the power of the shock, he struggled to get up, and he didn't care about killing Zhang Poke, so he ran into the distance.

Zhang poked his stomach and was injured, but he was directly kicked to the ground by Jiangnan.

The two girls inside didn't know why, they didn't see what was going on outside, and when they were about to rush over to help Zhang Poke, the other party had already struggled to get up, kicked open the next room, and shouted loudly: "Don't play with women, find someone for Lao Tzu, hurry up!" ”

The two younger brothers in the next room were having a good time, when someone suddenly kicked open the door and swept their interest, and they were about to scold, but when they saw the comer, they immediately stopped.

Looking at the boss's blood-dripping lower abdomen, he more or less guessed something, after all, they all came out to mix, grabbed his pants and chased them out while wearing them.

The bar hall was already overcrowded, and when they rushed downstairs in disheveled clothes, Jiang Nan had stumbled to the door of the bar, and they shouted that they were about to chase after them, but no one thought that at this moment, a car galloped over with a strong wind and stopped in front of Jiang Nan.

Looking at this sudden car, Jiang Nan, whose face was still stained with blood, was directly dumbfounded, and before he could think, the door suddenly opened from the inside out, and a low voice came from the car: "Get in the car!"

Glancing at the car that was about to catch up behind him, Jiang Nan did not hesitate, nor did he care about any danger, and even rolled and climbed into the car.

After he got into the car, the man in the car stepped on the accelerator, and the car roared and sped away.

When Zhang Po and his two younger brothers rushed out of the bar, there was no trace of the car.

Inside the car.

Jiang Nan sat in the passenger seat, still gasping for breath.

Of course, part of it is that I am a little tired from running, and more because I am scared, it is too dangerous just now, if the car is a little late, I may be caught up, and then I will be wasted by the Siberian tiger.

After a little relaxation, Jiang Nan turned his head to look at the person driving and said, "Thank you!" ”

The driver didn't speak, just nodded.

He looks like he is in his thirties, wearing a black suit, a white shirt, no tie, three unbuttoned collar buttons, and a diamond-encrusted watch on his right wrist, like an office worker, but Jiang Nan always feels like it, because of his temperament, this person's temperament has a taste of iron and blood.

"Drop me off at the next intersection, you can tell me your contact information, and I will especially thank you in the future."

The man remained silent, still silent.

"Why don't you speak? Do you have a bad voice? Then I'll write it to you. After Jiangnan, the other party was a mute, and he was about to take out his mobile phone to call out what he was going to say, and then show it to the other party.

"You were killing someone?" Just as Jiang Nan took out his mobile phone, the man suddenly turned his head and asked with a smile.

For some reason, he was obviously laughing, and Jiang Nan always felt that his smile was weird.

Jiang Nan didn't speak, his movements froze, his eyes staring at the man, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"Why?" The man changed his words and asked again.

"What, why?" Jiangnan subconsciously pretended to be crazy and stupid.

The man turned his head, his deep gaze fell on his face, stared at him for a moment, then looked back at him, and said slowly: "Why kill people, is there anything that the police can't solve?" ”

Jiang Nan was silent, and after a long while, he whispered: "Because he deserves to die." ”

"Just because he killed your grandfather?"