City D.

Jack Smith stood in a dark and dirty alley, while his eyes were fixed on the resplendent Tang Dynasty Imperial Hotel across the street.

Tang Dynasty Imperial Hotel was the second five-star hotel in City D. It could be said to be a well-known hotel with a certain history. There were forty-two floors in total. The decoration of the hotel was large and magnificent with golden color as the main tone. It was majestic and magnificent and was really like an ancient palace.

However, the majestic and magnificent Tang Dynasty Imperial Hotel obviously did not cover the alley opposite.

The alley was long and narrow, with dark and damp inside. The ground here was full of dirty water and garbage, and the air was still filled with disgusting and rancid smell.

Standing among them, Jack seemed to have no feeling about it. His attention was focused on the front door of the opposite hotel.

It was already over 12 o'clock in the middle of the night. He was waiting for someone here, a man nicknamed Johnny Baker, who was also a famous gangster in this area.

Jack was just a high school student, while Johnny was a notorious local gangster. The two of them were supposed to be two people who had nothing to do at all, but now hatred had linked them all together.

At the thought that his playmate and good friend from childhood died in the hands of Johnny, Jack's eyes showed terrible light, and his hands also unconsciously touched into the bag slung over his shoulder.

There was a watermelon knife he bought in his school bag when he was finishing school.

He knew that Johnny was now in the Tang Dynasty Imperial Hotel, and there were not many men following him. This was his best chance to avenge his brother, and this might be his only chance.

He was not sure whether he could succeed or not. He could only be sure now that the living must do something for the dead.

He had been waiting here for more than four hours, but he did not feel tired at all. In other words, his nervous mood and high concentration had made him unable to feel tired.

At 12: 30 at midnight, there were very few vehicles and pedestrians in the street. Even the Tang Dynasty Imperial Hotel, which had a heavy traffic flow during the day, had now begun to look a little deserted.

At this time, a group of people, three men, and one woman walked out of the revolving glass door of the hotel. Among them, the girl was dressed in a voluptuous and revealing dress with heavy make-up, wearing a black sequined vest and a mini skirt below.

The three men were all strong men. The man standing in the middle looked in his early 30s with short stature and a height of 1.6 meters. He was very short compared with the voluptuous girl beside him, but his figure was very thick and his exposed arm was thicker than the calf of the girl.

Looking up, his big bald head, which was both light and bright, looked especially dazzling with short and thick eyebrows. It seemed that there were two caterpillars crawling on his face. Under his head were his small eyes, with a slightly snub-nosed and a large mouth. When he was walking, his beef-faced face was directly displayed.

After walking out of the hotel gate, the four of them went to the street with a smile. One of the men smiled and said, "Johnny, wait here for a while and I will get the car."

"Go." The bald man waved impatiently while his attention was focused on the girl beside him.

When seeing them, Jack, who was standing in the alley opposite, clenched his fist at once and his breath was hardened. He slowly narrowed his eyes and did not go out immediately, but quietly watched the big fellow who was going to pick up the car walk away before he came out of the alley.

He walked through the empty streets quickly and moved directly toward two men and one woman at the opposite. The hand he put in his schoolbag subconsciously grasped the knife more tightly.

These three people across the street saw him, but they only glanced over him.

Jack looked very ordinary and was of medium height, thin with white skin. Besides, his age was so small that he could be told at a glance that he was a student, so they did not pay more attention to an ordinary student.

When he walked to the middle of the street, he drew out the hand in his schoolbag. What he was holding tightly was a watermelon knife wrapped tightly in the newspaper.

At this time, the bald man was flirting with the coquettish girl around him, while another big fellow revealed his forced smile, saying a few words occasionally.

They didn't expect that after the humble student came to their side, he would suddenly stab a pile of newspapers into the belly of the bald man and let out a loud roar at the same time.

However, what Jack did not expect was that he felt that he exerted himself so much, but as a result, the watermelon knife hidden in the newspaper did not penetrate into Johnny's body, even the newspaper that wrapped it was not pierced.

The bald man lowered his head first, then glanced at the pile of the newspaper that was stuck in his stomach. He slowly raised his head and his eyes rested on Jack's face. Without warning, he raised his hand and slapped Jack in the face, shouting, "Fuck you."

With all his strength, he slapped Jack sideways for several steps and made him even cannot stand up. Jack sat down on the ground directly. His watermelon knife also fell to the ground.

His ears were buzzing and half of his cheeks seemed to be unconscious, even his brain seemed to stop functioning. He sat on the ground motionless as if stunned, while his blood was flowing down his nostrils and corners of the mouth.

The other big fellow came to his senses and quickly walked to the newspaper that fell to the ground and picked it up. He felt the weight in his hand and tore the newspaper apart immediately. Only then did he see clearly that there was still a watermelon knife hidden in the newspaper.

"Johnny, look." The big fellow handed the watermelon knife hurriedly to the bald man. The bald man took it, looked over and over for a few times, and then smiled. He cocked his head, opened his mouth, licked his mouth, and walked to Jack with the watermelon knife in his hand.

After coming to Jack, the bald man raised his watermelon knife and knocked him on the head, cursing, "Fuck you, you little brat, you dare to kill me. Don't you fucking look in the mirror and see yourself? I'll teach you today that watermelon knife is not used to stab people, but to fucking cut people." With this, he turned his head and shouted, "Carl Brook, hurry up and hold his hand down. I'm going to cut off one of his hands today."

"Hey." With a strange smile, the man named Carl rushed to Jack and kicked him directly to the ground. He then pinned his knee to Jack's waist and pressed his right hand to the ground.

It was not until now that Jack came to his senses. He struggled desperately to push away the big fellow who was pressing on him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not break free.

The bald man looked at Jack's hand and raised his lips, showing cruel and cold grinning. He held his watermelon knife high and pointed at Jack's wrist as if he was going to cut it with all his strength.

At this critical moment, two strong lights suddenly came from the street, and the light stung the bald man hard to open his eyes. Before he could respond to what was going on, he had already heard the whistling sound coming from far to near.

"Johnny, be careful." The big fellow who had been pressing on Jack shouted and then he knocked the bald man out of the distance with all his strength.

The two of them rolled just like a ball and fell directly on the side of the road. At the moment when the two of them fell out, a car came running and stopped where the bald man was standing.

Looking at this car coming suddenly, the bald man and his men were stunned. At this point, Jack, who rolled over from the ground and sat up, also felt stunned. Before he could think about it, the car door was suddenly opened. At this time, a low voice came from inside the car, "Get on the car."

Jack looked up at the car and was stunned for a moment, then he rolled and climbed into the car.

After he got on the car, the man in the car stepped on the accelerator, and the car went off with a loud bang.

"Fuck." The bald man jumped up from the ground and looked at the back of the car as it sped away. He jumped angrily and cursed, "Fuck, don't run if you have guts."

However, the car had already been driven away, and the people inside could not hear his angry words.

In the car.

Jack sat in the passenger seat, and his face became a little pale. He kept panting heavily. The situation just now was really too dangerous. If the car came a little later, then his hand would have to be cut off alive by Johnny.

At the thought of this, he turned his head quickly, looked at the driver, and said in surprise, "How... How could it be you?"

"I happened to pass by, too."

The driver looked as if he was in his thirties. Due to good maintenance, his actual age was older than he looked. He was wearing a black suit, white shirt and no tie, and his collar button was loose. This dress of his was no different from that of an office worker.

Jack knew him. To put it more accurately, he had seen him, but he did not know his name.

He was a frequent visitor to the bar run by Jack's elder brother. Jack often went to his elder brother's bar, so he had seen this man many times. The reason he noticed him was that he was very strange. When he was in the bar, he always sat in the corner and it seemed that it was almost becoming his special seat. Besides, he would always be alone and drank only one bottle of beer.

Although Jack had seen him so many times, he had never spoken with him, nor had he seen him talk to anyone. The man was clearly a very handsome and good-looking person, but the feeling he gave was very cold and hard to approach.

He had no idea that this man had suddenly saved him when he was in danger.

"Don't you believe it?" Seeing that Jack was staring blankly at him, the man asked with a smile.

Even though he was clearly laughing, Jack felt his smile was cold. His smile seemed insincere and it was more like a mask.

"Why?" The man changed the subject directly and asked suddenly.

Jack was also stunned by his question and asked confusedly, "Why?"

The man turned his head and his deep eyes rested on his face. After looking at him for a moment, he looked back at the front. He said slowly, "Why are those gangsters so cruel to you?"

Jack was silent for a while and whispered, "Because I want to kill him."

"Why?"