At night, there are not many people on the streets in winter.

"Boy, don't run! You bastard! Steal my things again!"

Suddenly, a loud roar broke the original tranquility of the street.

In the darkness, only two blurry figures were seen running one behind the other.

There is a thin man in the front and a fat man in the back.

The fat man was wearing a chef's uniform, and the kitchen knife in his hand was shining under the light of the street lamp, which was really eye-catching to see.

The thin man in front was dressed in ragged clothes, and because his hair was too long, no one could see his face clearly.

But the strange thing is that for such a sloppy person, the speed is surprisingly fast. In a few turns, the fat man has been thrown far behind.

"Damn! What bad luck! The stinky beggar came to steal my buns again!"

The fat man cursed and left. He was thinking: next time, should he get a big guy and hit that stinky beggar directly from behind?

The beggar was very familiar with running around here and there, turned into a small alley, and then sat down without caring about anyone.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to take out the buns in his arms and wolfed them down like a hungry wolf.

Underneath that surprisingly ugly face, there is actually a rather delicate face. Although it is a bit wretched, it naturally exudes handsomeness.

"Boy! Why the hell did you come to my territory again!" While the man was eating, several slovenly beggars came over cursing and looked at the man condescendingly.

The man didn't agree, he was still digesting the food in his hand with his head down!

"Fuck! You can't hear the boss talking to you, can you?"

A beggar stood up and knocked the bun in the man's hand to the ground with a slap.

"Damn it, I've been putting up with this kid for more than ten days, and today I have to make him remember it for a long time! Come on, just give him some breathing space!"

Several beggars swarmed up and surrounded the man.

"Hit him!"

I don’t know who took the lead in shouting, and everyone took action one after another.

The man still grabbed the bun in his hand tightly and did not let go, but his figure was strangely powerful.

More than two minutes have passed, and the man has never broken through the encirclement with a radius of less than two meters. But what is surprising is that not only did the man not fall to the ground, but no one could even touch the corner of his clothes!

"Shit! That's a good idea!" The eldest brother looked at the man outside the encirclement and frowned. He could hardly see the man's figure because it was too fast and there were only afterimages.

"drop!"

"drop!"

"drop!"

This small alley suddenly became lively.

There were cars parked here one after another.

The beggar leader was very surprised. He didn't know why there were so many cars suddenly!

Moreover, these cars are all good cars. He has seen them on street TV on the side of the road. Each one costs more than a million.

The car stopped at the same time, the headlights were turned on, and the doors were opened.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

That was the sound of the car door opening neatly.

Wearing black suits and white ties, everyone is over 175cm tall, and they are as good as choppers with knives and axes. Hundreds of people are standing in this alley. At night, it is very crowded.

"Gudong!" The beggar gulped. He had never seen this kind of momentum on TV. He probably only saw it in movies and novels.

The other beggars also stopped what they were doing and looked at the hundreds of people who seemed to have fallen from the sky, wondering what they were going to do.

In the sky, it started to rain.

Dozens of people came to them with a middle-aged man in their arms, looking down at the beggars.

Only the man was still holding the bun in his hand, muttering something unknown in his mouth.

When the middle-aged man saw the little beggar, his eyes lit up, and then he strode to the man's side, regardless of whether the umbrella of the person behind him could still cover him.

"Leader, it's really...it's really you!" The middle-aged man turned over the little beggar's dirty long hair, and the man's appearance suddenly became clear.

It could be seen that the middle-aged man was very excited. His upper and lower lips kept shaking, and his hands were shaking uncomfortably and violently, and he couldn't control it.

"Leader! I am Lao Wang! Lao Wang! Look at me! Look at me!"

The man seemed to realize something and looked up at the man who called himself Lao Wang. Then he still didn't let go of the bun in his hand.

"What were you doing just now?" Lao Wang stood up, straightened his suit, and someone put an umbrella on him. Of course, there was also the little beggar behind him.

"I...we...I..." The beggar leader looked at the majestic old man in front of him, his body trembled, his tongue curled up unconsciously, and he was unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Break their limbs!" Lao Wang turned around and stopped looking at the beggars. He turned around and helped the little beggar up.

The screams one after another behind him seemed a bit chilling in this somewhat silent night.

"Let's go! Take the leader home!"

"Take the leader home!"

"Take the leader home!"

"Take the leader home!"

Our story is about to start from here.

There are many things in "Three Good Killers" that are connected to "Little Follower". Many pitfalls of "Little Follower" will be explained here one by one, so if you really have any questions or things that are difficult to understand, you can go back.

Read my last book, you should have a deeper understanding.

This chapter is a pilot chapter, not the main text. Our protagonist has not yet appeared, but the leader of the alliance is also an important character in this book.

"Three Good Killers" is a very contradictory novel, as I mentioned in the preface. I hope it can arouse everyone's resonance and make you think more.

Xiaozhu is working hard to create nutritious online novels, starting from this one, let’s work together!
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