Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

Zhou Ming took a breath: "It sounds like a group of heroes who fight violence and protect the good, but it's still frightening to ignore the law. Who is the leader of this organization? He has such great ability, even above the law ?”

"Who do you think has such ability?" Chen Yunchao looked at Zhou Ming and asked back.

"Could it be..." Zhou Ming opened his mouth wide.

"It's good to know, you don't need to say it!" Chen Yunchao looked around and he was relieved to be sure that there was no one.

"Why not by normal means?" Zhou Ming was a little restless, and this answer made him a little unacceptable: "Although they are doing good things, why do they feel so uncomfortable?" [

"Because some things cannot be seen in the light, otherwise it will cause panic among the people." Chen Yunchao said: "Probably this is the case. There are always various loopholes in the law for those who are as smart as ghosts to exploit. Why not It’s a joy to kill quietly in private.”

Zhou Ming frowned, full of thoughts in his heart, faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't think of a reason.

"Brat, do you know you're afraid?" Chen Yunchao squinted his eyes: "Black Butterfly and others are just focusing on those who play an important role in the underworld. Dead ants. Organizations spread all over the country, and every city has corresponding black butterflies, so you should be more careful when you do things in the future, understand?"

Zhou Ming nodded: "Thank you, Uncle Chao, for reminding me." After speaking, he lowered his head and thought, I wonder if there will be a future?Even if there was, he didn't plan to continue messing around in this underworld.

Zhou Ming thought for a while, then asked again: "Then what if the black butterfly finds me?"

"Waiting for death." Chen Yunchao said bluntly: "Let people try to keep a whole body."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Zhou Ming said weakly: "Jiang Di and Cai Zhiyong of the Skywalker have both encountered black butterflies, and I haven't seen them die—although Jiang Di died, he died at the hands of a friend of mine. inner."

"Oh?" Chen Yunchao's expression was uncertain: "What's going on?"

Zhou Ming told the story of the two appearances of Black Butterfly, and Chen Yunchao felt even more incredible after listening to it: "Didn't kill anyone? Didn't kill anyone?"

"Hey, you old man, why do you always think about other people's death? It's not natural." Zhou Ming patted the table.

Chen Yunchao muttered twice again: "I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill anyone..." He nodded again, and said with certainty: "This batch of black butterflies are far less cruel than the previous batch. Of course, it may also be because of the harmonious In the prosperous age, the organization asked them to be more flexible when doing things, and try not to kill people, after all, this is not the chaotic world of the 80s."

But Zhou Ming wondered: "Why is this batch the last batch? Could it be that Black Butterfly is still changing people from time to time?"

"Of course." Chen Yunchao picked up the bamboo stick on the table and tapped Zhou Ming's head: "Don't even think about it, how old would the black butterfly at that time be if he had lived to this day?" Added a sentence: "Besides, it's not sure if I can live that long..."

Zhou Ming didn't notice the strangeness of Chen Yunchao's last sentence, and thought he was just sighing, so he asked again: "Did the last batch of black butterflies retire? Since they are death row prisoners, why don't they have identity?" survive?"