The small ceramic bowl was placed on the table, and the soy milk slid from the corner of Li Xuanchen's mouth, "Ah?"

"Don't talk too much and go get it done quickly. That man and the breakfast shop owner are both spies." Wang Jun's eyes were sharp.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The breakfast shop owner shook his head and said, "You are Brother Chen's friend, but you can't wrongly accuse a good person."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Jun's tone was stern, and the butterfly knife sliced ​​open the skin of his neck.

The blade of the knife was stained with bright red blood drops, and the breakfast shop owner remained silent.

Wang Jun urged: "What are you still doing? Go and catch the old man who turned the corner of the alley."

Nodding, Li Xuanchen was full of doubts, but he still believed in Wang Jun.

I saw a shadow appearing in the sky, traveling quickly along the ground and chasing it around the corner.

With a scream, the old man wearing a fisherman's hat was tied up with black ropes transformed into shadows, and a large group of shadows under his buttocks dragged him to Wang Jun.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? Extraordinary people are great, so you want to bully this little old man?" The old man yelled at the top of his lungs.

Li Xuanchen looked puzzled and turned around and said, "Ajun, what's going on? Why do you think there's something wrong with the two of them?"

Swallowing his saliva carefully, the shop owner took advantage of every opportunity and said, "Yes, what did I do to make you so angry?"

The old man wearing a fisherman's hat struggled to get up from the ground, took off the hat on his head, and shouted:

"I am an honorary citizen and have made a significant contribution to the construction of this city."

Federal law clearly stipulates that if retired employees are personally injured in the city, the federal government and their affiliated companies have the right to pursue the case to the end.

Right now is the time before trouble. The nine major chaebols and various hidden forces are gathering in City No. 36. Black Front Alley will always be unsightly if the population is settled for no reason.

Wang Jun said: "I don't know who you are, and I don't want to know. What kind of fun can it be to pretend to be an old man wearing a piece of fake leather in broad daylight."

After saying this, Wang Jun pulled the knife horizontally, and the sharp blade directly cut the old man's face.

There was no blood, just another face. He looked about 30 years old, somewhat similar to the breakfast shop owner.

"No, how did you know?" The breakfast shop owner's pupils swayed.

Wang Jun shook his head, "I don't know what his relationship is with you, but his actions with you are too obvious."

The breakfast shop owner was stunned and speechless, wondering where the flaw was.

A guy who looks very similar to him said: "I just have some weird habits and don't like to expose my true face in front of others."

At this time, Li Xuanchen was standing nearby. His limited brain could not accommodate all the sudden reversals.

"Ajun, why do you think that both of them are... spies?"

Wang Jun raised his index finger, "It's very simple. The breakfast shop owner doesn't even have time to take a break during the busy hours of the morning. How could he light up a cigarette for no reason?"

"Uh, this is too far-fetched. I can't see what's wrong with it." Li Xuanchen tilted his head, confused.

The consequence of not using your brain is brain atrophy... Wang Jun vomited in his heart, his lips and teeth opened, and he said:

"The breakfast he makes is soy milk, steamed buns, etc. He pays attention not only to the delicious taste, but also to the fragrance, which wakes up the guests' stomachs that have been dormant all night."

"It's between seven and eight in the morning, a time when customers are constantly coming in. How could a breakfast shop owner who needs to make money light a cigarette at such a precious time and affect the mood of the diners?"

"It happened that not far away there was another old man who suddenly stood up and took steps that were not suitable for his age."

"Two unconventional points appear at the same time. I can't believe it is a coincidence."

"That's it?" The breakfast shop owner's eyes widened in disbelief.

The person pretending to be an old man was his biological brother, so he argued: "Then you can't say we are spies."

Wang Jun shook his head and said: "In extraordinary times, extraordinary things are done. I have no way of knowing the information you two wanted to convey just now, so..."

Click! Click! Click!

The wings of the butterfly knife collided with each other, and the blade produced a dangerous light, accurately cutting off the excess dummy skin.

Wang Jun's eyes were silent, his smile lost its warmth, and he said: "I will give you two a chance to tell the truth at last."

Li Xuanchen remembered this look - when he first met Wang Jun, he saw Wang Jun riding on Lin Youwei in the sewer and had a similar look.

At first, he didn't know the meaning of his eyes. It wasn't until he watched the video of Wang Jun quickly killing Sakura Kusanagi and several dark ninjas by himself that he understood that Wang Jun's hypothermic eyes represented the high-spirited murderous intention in his heart.

Li Xuanchen:(＠_＠;)

He took two or three steps forward, raised his hand to release the wall of condensed shadows, and said in surprise: "Ajun, do you want to kill them?"

Wang Jun asked back: "A spy is no different from a traitor. Brother Chen, are you sure you are willing to forgive him?"

After hearing this, Li Xuanchen's brows rose with evil aura, shadows filled his body, and hundreds of pure black hands spread out wantonly.

The breakfast shop owner hurriedly explained: "No, no, we brothers are not spies."

Next to him, a man who looked like Qi Qi shivered and emphasized: "I am really an honorary citizen."

"Do the people in Black Front Alley care about this?" Wang Jun tapped his shoulder with the blade of a butterfly knife.

The evil spirit between Li Xuanchen's brows was slightly restrained, "Otherwise, we'd better hand them over to master and master."

"It's not necessary," Wang Jun shook his head. "The actions of these people are not professional enough. Most of them are temporary hires. It's like casting a wide net to find people who are ordinary people and promising benefits the size of sesame seeds and mung beans."

The evil aura on Wang Jun's body was invisible, and there was no ferocious look on his brows.

However, the breakfast shop owner and his brother felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, smelling the smell of fear in every pore of their bodies.

"Everyone, please help me!" The owner of the breakfast shop looked pale and impatient. He went to the doctor indiscriminately and shouted to the people around him.

The people around him were either silent or whispering, watching helplessly what was happening in front of them.

Traitors, spies, and gangsters are never things that people like.

They were used to the hardships in the Lower Third District, but there was no good person present, let alone anyone who spoke up for them.

"Betrayal is disgusting, and they won't speak for you." Wang Jun's face was solemn and his voice was calm, "Do you want to know what kind of 'intelligence' Brother Chen and I were discussing just now?"

The word "information" was emphatically emphasized, and the shop owner was so frightened that he trembled, "No, it's nothing, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Junli ignored him and turned to look at Li Xuanchen.

Li Xuanchen let out a breath and walked to the breakfast shop owner, "Why?"

"..." After a long silence, the breakfast shop owner gave a wry smile, "I'm telling the truth, can you let me go?"

Li Xuanchen nodded and hummed, as if he no longer wanted to communicate too much with the acquaintance in front of him.

"Brother, you can't say that. They have no evidence and they are just trying to scare us." The man who looked very similar to the breakfast shop owner started to panic.

The owner of the breakfast shop shook his head, "Heifeng Lane relies on its strength to establish itself in City No. 36, rather than the blessing of the federation. Do they really need to pay attention to evidence in their actions?"

"Yes, you quite understand," Wang Jun nodded, "some things, just suspicion is enough. And you can't only have such a transaction, as long as a slightly more professional hacker takes action, you can investigate your bank card records

, by tracing large amounts of income that do not meet the source, it can be completely traced to the person who bribed you."

As soon as these words came out, the breakfast shop owner's face became a little calmer, "I'm not afraid of you, I'm... having an uneasy conscience, so I told you the truth."

"Whatever." Wang Jun stepped aside, shrugged his shoulders, and dropped his right hand to his side.

The sky in the distance is as blue as a wash, and the morning sun shines slantingly through the buildings along the alley, reflecting the blade of the butterfly knife, shining brightly.

At this time, Li Xuanchen took a step forward, and the shadow behind him turned into pure black hands, like an evil ghost that could drag people into the netherworld at any time.

His voice was sonorous and powerful, "I want an answer!"

"Okay, I'll give you the answer." The breakfast shop owner spoke neither fast nor slow, describing his gratitude to Heifeng Alley.

Unable to establish a foothold in City No. 36, he eventually set up a stall selling breakfast, married a wife and had children...

He was very grateful for all these things, but gratitude could not be eaten as food.

The child is grown, the mother-in-law is sick, and she needs money, a lot of money.

Black Front Lane couldn't give it, but the chaebol could, and all he had to do was light up a cigarette.

The meaning of this cigarette is very small, except that there may be new actions in Black Front Alley in the near future.

"It won't have much impact on you, but I can get one million."

"Is there anything wrong with this? Anyway, the chaebol got the information from Black Front Alley, but it's not specific at all, so they can't make any particularly crucial plans."

"This is just my third transaction!!!"

As they talked, the breakfast shop owner held down his brother, and together they knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom~~~~

His scalp was stained with dust, his skin was indented and bleeding. He lowered his head and said, "Brother Chen, thank you very much. After this time, I will leave with my whole family."

Li Xuanchen's expression was uncertain and he didn't have time to speak.

The impact of the butterfly knife's wings resounded, and Wang Jun shuffled forward, covering a distance of several meters in an instant.

Phew~~~~~~~

The blade of the knife penetrated his heart. Wang Jun didn't even need to look at it to know that the owner of the breakfast shop was dead on the spot.

The remnants of consciousness are like the wind and candles, and the betrayer murmurs unwillingly: "Didn't you promise to let me go..."

"From beginning to end, I never promised."
To be continued...