It was getting dark. In the southeast of Red Brick Alley, four or five Zmang party members gathered together and smoked the recently popular cigarettes. They all looked similar. They also had dark skin and sunken eye sockets. They wore black coats and hats.
Half-height silk top hat.
A middle-sized Zimangist blew out a puff of smoke and complained:
"Those idiots in the North District caused trouble and let us suffer with it. My Pony is still waiting for me!"
The tall man next to him with half a cigarette in his mouth bumped him with his shoulder and said vaguely:
"Is your Pony sleeping with another man in her arms?"
The man of medium build was not angry and licked his lips:
"Hmph, I really think I like that bitch. If she hadn't come from Intis and had a good job, who would be willing to go to her?"
A bearded man threw the cigarettes he had smoked on the ground, patted the shoulders of the two people next to him, and cursed in a rough voice at the two people who were talking:
"Come on, you have been thinking about playing with women all day long. Wouldn't it be better to grab more money? If you hadn't grabbed less money, we would have been assigned to the dock area, and now we have been assigned to stand guard here."
The man of medium build took another puff and sneered:
"It's not because we have beards that scare you so much that you don't even dare to go out at night. You also have a big beard, why are you so afraid of looking like this?"
Seeing that the two of them had a tendency to quarrel, the tall man stopped smoking, threw half a cigarette on the ground, and advised:
"Stop arguing. After you're done, go back and stand guard. The boss will come out soon."
After saying that, the tall man pulled the man of medium build towards their guard's place and walked around the corner. The man of medium build's eyes lit up. Not far away there was a guy with a cane walking towards them. He must be rich.
Rush over quickly:
"stop."
The man holding the cane did not turn around and run away, nor did he stop. He continued to walk quickly towards the man of medium build.
The tall man had noticed something was wrong with the man, and just as he was about to call his companion to stop him, he saw the man with the cane quicken his pace and rush over.
…
Rawls looked at the empty space near the corner in front and frowned. When he used his "spiritual vision" to observe before, there should be someone here, and the sound of footsteps came to his ears.
The approaching dark environment and the chaotic East End made Rawls' "savage" intuition reach its maximum. He did not dodge or approach quickly, but walked in the direction of the footsteps at a normal speed.
A man of medium build appeared at the corner first, saw Rawls, and shouted "Stop."
Rawls looked up at the man and quickened his pace. Between two or three strides, a man of medium stature was already in front of him. Seeing the sudden panic in his eyes, Rawls stretched out his left hand and strangled him from bottom to top.
's neck.
The tall man looked at the man with the cane and rushed up in the blink of an eye, reaching out to control his companion. Just as he was about to shout loudly, he saw that the man restraining his companion seemed not to be affected by his companion's 150-pound weight.
Dragging his companions with him, he rushed over like a speeding carriage.
Rawls dragged the body of the man of medium stature and rushed towards the tall man with long strides. He swung the cane in his right hand and hit the tall man on the neck.
The tall man groaned and was about to fall down. Rawls had already come to him, grabbed his black coat, and put him down gently. He remembered that there were three more in front of him.
After putting down the tall man, Rawls realized that the man of medium stature whom he had strangled by the neck had his throat bone shattered and died. He also put him gently on the ground and picked up the "Stand of Justice" on the ground. The golden end of it was
stained with blood,
Putting on the tall man's black coat, putting on his half-high silk top hat, and transferring the revolver, medicine, and bullet loader to the black coat, Rawls stood at the corner, stretched out his head to observe, and could only see vaguely.
to the silhouettes of three people.
It's getting darker!
After thinking for a while, Rawls lowered his half-height silk top hat, held the middle part of the cane with his right hand, and instilled spirituality into the inside of the cane. His brain immediately started to work crazily. Just by weighing and visual inspection, he could determine that the length of the cane was 91.2.
cm and weighs 14.7 pounds.
Rawls went around the corner and walked towards the three people in the distance. At this time, the alley had fallen into darkness. Only the red moon above the head was still waving a crimson gauze, preventing the alley from being completely destroyed.
into darkness.
With the improved computing power of the "Stand of Justice", he deliberately made himself walk in the shadows. Even if the three people looked closely from a distance, they could only roughly make out his outline, but not his face clearly.
The three people in front didn't notice it, they just thought they were their companions. The two people opposite the bearded man just turned their heads, glanced at them, and then continued to talk to the bearded man.
It wasn't until Rawls was still seven or eight meters away from them that the bearded man turned his attention to Rawls again and noticed the cane in his hand:
"What did you get?"
Rawls raised his head, his brain began to calculate, he took a step back with his right foot, raised his right arm holding the cane and stepped back, used his right arm to throw the cane, then stepped forward with his right foot, and his body changed from stationary to running.
The bearded man's eyes widened and his mouth opened wide as he watched the cane shoot towards him and pass through his throat. The huge momentum brought by the cane made him fall backwards.
The two people in front of him watched the bearded man's throat being shot through, and blood splashed on their faces. The instinct of their bodies made them freeze there. One of them even raised his hand to touch the blood on his face, but he
Just as they touched their cheeks, Rawls came behind them.
Rawls opened his arms, like a friend he hadn't seen for many years, and wanted to give the two friends a huge hug. He put his arms around their shoulders, and the huge force caused the two people who originally stood in the same direction to stand opposite each other. They even
You can see the blood on the other person's face.
He held the backs of their heads with both hands and exerted force suddenly, causing their foreheads to hit each other hard, causing them to faint immediately.
He let go of his hands and allowed their bodies to fall to the ground. Rawls stepped over the two of them and walked up to the bearded man. He watched the bearded man holding the cane inserted into his neck with both hands in vain. He held the head of the cane with his right hand and gently
As soon as it was pulled out, a large pool of foamy blood flowed out.
The right hand holding the cane was filled with spirituality for three seconds, and Rawls spit out an ancient Hermetic word:
"Spiritual vision."
The color of the aura appeared in front of him, but it was sparse and pitiful. This path was carefully calculated by him. After confirming again that he was heading in the right direction, Rawls turned to look at the three of them.
The bodies of the three people no longer have any aura. Now they are just three corpses. Their souls have quickly drifted away.
Twelve seconds later, Rawls stopped instilling spirituality and exited the spiritual vision state.
After pushing the three bodies to a hard-to-find corner, Rawls continued to move in the designated direction. There were seven more people on the road.