"squeak!"

"Don't you have eyes? You're not alive, are you crazy?"

A sharp brake sound and an unbridled insult woke Yang Ni from the darkness.

He looked around in a daze and found that he was in the middle of a bustling road, with vehicles whizzing by in front of and behind.

"Why am I here?" Yang Ni rubbed his head hard. His headache was so bad that he could not concentrate at all. If he thought for a moment, he would have a split headache.

The buildings around him look very familiar, and he seems to have lived here for a long time.

Moreover, the temperature here is very low, and the passers-by are wearing thick winter clothes. Only Yang Ni is wearing a long-sleeved single dress, which looks a bit strange.

However, he couldn't feel the cold at all, and his forehead was covered with sweat. But he was obviously anxious and full of resentment, but he didn't know why he was anxious and who he hated.

He lowered his head and suddenly saw a switchblade holding a hand inserted in his pocket. An electric light flashed in his mind, and finally remembered why he was here.

"Oh, by the way! I was driven out by the landlord just now because I couldn't afford the rent. Now I'm trying so hard, but I still accomplished nothing. It's so unfair that those wine bags can be sat in the warm office, drinking tea, and reading the newspaper. It's really unfair!"

The anger in Yang Ni's heart became more and more intense, and this anger almost made him lose his mind.

He slapped the car parked in front of him heavily, and shouted viciously at the driver inside: "Get out of here!"

The driver was obviously startled by his fierce expression. He quickly raised the window glass, drove forward a few meters, and poked his head again and cursed: "Silly x!"

Yang Ni chased after a few steps in vain, but the car was gone.

This made Yang Ni, who was already full of anger, even more angry.

"Money! Money! Where can I get the money?" Yang Ni walked forward along the roadside while thinking hard in his heart.

He didn't want to go to work, so it was too slow to make money, and it was even more impossible to borrow money from relatives and friends. As early as a few years ago, he had cut off relations with his family, and his friends didn't even dare to answer his phone number.

Yang Ni's heart was filled with anger: "This damn world is not destroyed yet! So are these people, so they just go to die! How great would it be if I could enter a new world without legal constraints and could kill and plunder at will!"

He walked to a bank while thinking about it.

At this time, the sky was getting late and the temperature was getting lower and lower. As the end of the year approached, there were not even many pedestrians on the road.

At this moment, a black car rushed past Yang Ni's body, and then turned into the parking lot in front of the bank without slowing down.

"Damn, will you drive?"

Yang Nichong cursed in the car, but the driver seemed to have no hearing. After stopping the car, he hurriedly opened the car door, and then headed straight for the bank's atm machine. In a hurry, the car door was not even locked.

Yang Ni saw that this man was dressed well and could drive into a car. He must be a rich man.

At this moment, he saw the roof lights that were lit up because the door in the car were not closed, and suddenly became angry and became brave. He actually opened the back door of the car and quietly got in.

In fact, until this moment, he still didn't know what he wanted to do.

The headlights turned off, and it started to snow outside the car, and soon the parking lot was covered with a thin layer of white snow.

"I just borrowed some money from him to spend. Yes, he is so rich, it doesn't matter if he borrows me at all." Yang Ni comforted himself in his heart.

About five minutes later, the man in a black coat walked out of the bank with a bulging paper bag in his hand.

The winter was short, and the man's collar was raised high again, and Yang Ni couldn't see his appearance clearly for a while.

He seemed very anxious, got into the car after taking two steps at a time, put the paper bag on the passenger seat, and then started to fire.

The opening of the paper bag was facing Yang Ni. He clearly saw that there were several thick stacks of banknotes inside, conservatively estimated that there were 30,000 to 40,000.

Yang Ni couldn't help but swallow. It's enough to spend so much money.

He took advantage of the man's inattention and quietly grabbed the paper bag in his hand, and then wanted to open the car door.

"Who is there!"

The sound of the door opening alarmed the man. He suddenly turned around and happened to see Yang Ni's face.

"Who are you? How come you are in my car? The money is my money. Return him to me quickly!"

He finally noticed Yang Ni's actions, raised his hand to lock the car door, and then turned around and wanted to grab the paper bag in his hand from Yang Ni.

"Damn it, I just want to borrow some money to use it. Why don't you agree? This money is mine!"

Yang Ni was anxious and angry, grabbed the man's head and hit him hard on the backrest, then reached out to try to open the car door.

But the man refused to give in, grabbed Yang Ni's sleeve tightly and shouted: "This is life-saving money, you can't take it away!"

The fight between the two made the car shaking constantly, and the man's shouting alarmed several pedestrians around him. Someone looked at this side curiously.

"It's really damn. What I snatched is mine! Let go!" Yang Ni and the man kept pushing and shoving, but the man was quite strong, and he couldn't escape for a while.

In desperation, he suddenly took out the fruit knife in his pocket and inserted it directly into the man's chest without thinking.

Since he was attacking from behind, there was a car seat in the middle. The knife was inserted straight into his collarbone from top to bottom, and warm blood instantly poured out.

At this moment, what Yang Ni felt was not fear, but an unprecedented feeling - taking away other people's lives with his own hands, it turned out to be such a wonderful feeling.

He raised his head and saw himself and the man's face in the reflector.

But at this moment, he felt a trance. Why did the man sitting in the driver's seat have his own face, but he had another familiar face?

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He seemed to have thought of something, and a sudden burst of unprecedented fear suddenly surged in his heart.

So he grabbed the paper bag, pushed open the car door, and ran to the opposite side of the road.

But just as he ran to the middle of the road, a strong light came from his left hand. Before he could see clearly what this was, he felt his body lightening and flew out from afar, and then fell heavily to the ground, as if he could hear the sound of his skull breaking, and then everything returned to darkness, and he lost all his consciousness again.
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