I make a living solving crimes.

Fan Tuaner once asked Chang Wei, Jiang Hongxia always gives advice on your decisions, don’t you get annoyed by her?

Chang Wei said it was very annoying.

Then why do you keep tolerating her?

Because I need a mirror.

After he obtains the system, he will unconsciously begin to become proud. In the world where he is the protagonist, it seems that any decision he makes is extremely correct and will not tolerate any doubts or different opinions.

But in fact, he knows in his heart that he often acts on emotion, impulsively and with personal heroism.

Surrounding him are a group of timid and fawning people.

The result of being stubborn and self-willed...just look at Xu Daizi!

How many big men in later generations have lost themselves in flattery.

The young policewoman is upright and outspoken.

Not everyone gets to meet such a nice girl!

Even if what she said is wrong, just be annoyed!

......

Chang Wei watched the young policewoman shoot and kill the two black men without any concern in his heart.

There are two types of people he hates the most.

One is racism, the other is nigger.

He took a piece of clothing and covered the girl, then touched her neck. "She must have been drugged."

The policewoman put the girl's clothes on, carried her on her back and walked outside, stopping at the door. "Brother Nan, these two are soldiers. Will I cause you trouble again?"

Chang Wei took out the kerosene bottle of the ZIPPO lighter and poured it all over the bed. Then he lit the military uniform in the corner and threw it on the bed. He turned around and asked, "What did you just say?"

Jiang Hongxia remained silent.

Once you are burned into charcoal, no one will know whether you are black or white.

"Read more books and discuss with Tuan'er whether our Avengers Alliance should start from 1840 or 1900. They are both Gengzi years anyway."

Well, 1960 and 2020 are also Gengzi years.

What a difficult year it has been!

"Okay." Jiang Hongxia nodded, thought for a moment, and said very seriously: "Why don't we go closer."

"Japanese pirates?"

"Well, Brother Nan, Europe and America are too far away."

Chang Wei gave a thumbs up and said, "You make sense. I'll ask old man Li how to send us to Ryukyu later."

“Why go to Ryukyu?”

"There's a base over there, let's destroy it." Chang Wei stood guard outside the room with a gun, not allowing anyone to put out the fire, and muttered to himself, "Go to the first island chain."

Jiang Hongxia stopped talking again.

She found it difficult to follow Chang Wei's thoughts, as he kept saying words she couldn't understand.

After a night of fighting, the best rooms in Kowloon Walled City were vacated. As gambling dens and pimps were cleared out in the future, more and more good rooms would be vacated.

Jiang Hongxia found a relatively clean room, and Chang Wei fed the little girl half a low-end pill. "She will wake up in a while. You stay here and ask what's going on with the gambling den across the street. I'll take some people to shut it down tomorrow."

"Yes, Brother Nan." Jiang Hongxia agreed.

Coming out of the room, Wu Xihao trotted over and said, "Brother Nan, my master is here."

Chang Wei looked at Li Xiaochen behind him with a smile and pointed to a barber shop on the second floor. "This is the best location. I'll keep it for you in your old age."

Li Xiaochen sighed, "So many people have died, and you're going to put them under my name?"

"What? Are you still afraid of death?" Chang Wei laughed.

"I should have died fifteen years ago." Li Xiaochen shook his head, his eyes began to blur again, sinking into memories.

It seems that I am really old!

Chang Wei thought for a moment and said, "For the time being, I still have to borrow your name."

Li Xiaochen looked at the piles of corpses on the road and pursed his lips. "I can't do such a big thing. Who would believe it?"

"They will all believe it, even if everyone knows that it was me, Chen Haonan, who did it, or that it was Red Star who did it, they will still believe it." Chang Wei explained: "Everyone needs an excuse to avoid falling out."

Tonight, apart from the fighting in Kowloon Walled City, the sound of gunfire in Bao County, separated by a border, has just subsided.

"I understand." Li Xiaochen came back to his senses and nodded, "Yixiantian, this name was used by me when I was fighting against the Japanese. I just don't want to be tainted."

However, Chang Wei knew that there was another reason why he cherished this title.

On the day he first met the heroine, he used the name Yixiantian.

"Then let's change one." Chang Wei looked at the bullet marks on the wall, thought for a while and said, "Today we are like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, sweeping through the Kowloon Walled City. How about you just be called a gust of wind from now on?"

"What a messed up name." Li Xiaochen glanced at Chang Wei with disdain and touched his gray hair. "From now on, just call me Tornado."

Chang Wei twisted his mouth.

The name you gave to this flower is not very good!

Tonight, countless people are worried and anxious.

The bosses of various gangs went to Lei Luo's house to attend Wangcai's eighth birthday, and then lost contact. The gang members who came to look for him were shot to death by bullets from nowhere before they even got close.

The Kowloon Walled City was filled with the noise of "bang bang" and "bang bang" all night long. More than a hundred bodies were thrown out, and countless mutilated bodies were also thrown out. However, the big bosses of the Chaozhou Gang have not spoken out yet.

This is comparable to the Digital Gang riot three years ago.

The chief superintendent in charge of law and order in East Kowloon rushed to the police station from home, looked at the report in his hand, and slammed the table and cursed.

He doesn't care how many people die when Chinese people fight among themselves.

But the noise was too loud, and it was no longer the level of shooting with a small pistol in the past.

"Where's Lei Luo? Isn't he from Chaoshan? Ask him to come over quickly."

"Sir, the call is not connected."

"Send someone."

"We have sent people, but the people who went have not returned yet."

The Chief Superintendent paced back and forth in his office, thought for a while and called the Director.

"Impossible. The situation is very tense tonight. The troops cannot leave the barracks, otherwise the other side will misjudge. We must exercise restraint."

The director hung up the phone after saying this.

The Chief Superintendent slumped weakly into his chair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Restraint... When did Dai Ying become so weak!

Not only were they unable to wipe out the rioters, but they also had to send police forces to clean up the mess...which is what Chang Wei calls cleansing the ground.

The subcontinent is still better. People there are naturally obedient to their class, and even if they finally want independence, they will take a non-violent approach.

No matter what Brahmins or Kshatriyas, they have to keep their tails between their legs in front of me, Dai Ying.

Because we are the true God of that land.

However, after he came to Hong Kong City, he heard a sentence, a sentence he had never heard before and could not understand.

Princes and generals, I would rather be kind!

These eight Chinese characters were shouted out by a poor man two thousand years ago, and the dynasty that this poor man overthrew also left behind eight Chinese characters.

It is said that when a Chinese man hears these sixteen Chinese characters, his blood will begin to boil.

The other eight words are.

If you receive orders from Heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life!