Chapter 1: The Policewoman Was Knocked Down

  In the depths of a dark alley, a 17 or 18-year-old high school student was frantically holding a dagger and continuously stabbing a man on the ground. The blood had already stained his school uniform red, and the man had long since stopped breathing. However, the boy continued to crazily raise and lower his knife, with eyes that seemed to be filled only with killing intent and hatred.

  "Mu Yan, stop quickly, I'm fine, he will be killed by you!"

  A pretty girl in school uniform behind her was crying, shouting, her voice was already hoarse, but she still didn't stop calling out, only the boy had completely lost his mind.

  "Head, I will avenge you!"

  In the desolate mountains, a robust man in his twenties wearing camouflage uniform, holding an assault rifle, was firing wildly at over a hundred terrorist militants, bullets flying out of the barrel, quickly knocking down several, while others took cover seeing him go berserk, and at this moment, one arm and one leg were bleeding profusely.

  The bullets were all used up and soon the "tata" sound of the empty cartridge case hitting the ground was heard.

  "Mù Yán, don't be desperate, as long as we're alive, we can avenge our leader!"

  Several men in camouflage uniforms, holding submachine guns, immediately grabbed him and dragged the already injured and helpless man towards a thicket of bushes down the mountain.

  Hospital!

  A man with his arms and legs wrapped in thick bandages was frantically beating a military officer with the rank of colonel, using only one hand and one foot that could move freely. The bandages had turned red due to his frantic movements.

  "Wooden flame, stop hitting him, if you continue to hit him, he will be beaten to death by you. Even if your old man tries to protect you, you don't want to end up being executed and have his spirit in heaven watching over you, do you?"

  "Let me go, even if you beat me to death! This stupid idiot can't even get the coordinates right, and now we've parachuted into the enemy's lair and six of our brothers are dead! Six brothers, all killed!"

  Hospital!

  A nearly fifty-year-old general with a lieutenant general rank stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at the man on the bed whose eyes had no sparkle, and let out a sigh.

  "Xiao Yan, you shouldn't have hit He Canmou. What you did makes things difficult for me. You know I'm at a critical juncture and one misstep will render all my previous efforts useless. Moreover, your injuries are severe and it's hard to recover from them. Now, it might be even more troublesome! With the way you look now, there's no possibility of continuing to work under Dark Wolf. Let me arrange for you to return and become a desk officer!"

  "Be a police officer? Haha..."

  The man on the bed looked at the general with a concerned expression, and suddenly let out a mocking laugh. After the laughter fell, his eyes were already filled with tears, and he said in a slightly hoarse voice: "I was originally a murderer, but I was sentenced to over ten years because I was under 18. Now that ten years have passed, it's almost time for me to be released from prison. You want a murderer to become a police officer? Don't you think it's funny? I want to go back, I want to go back to my mother!"

  Mu Yan suddenly sat up from bed, panting heavily, his head still throbbing with the aftereffects of alcohol.

  Rubbed his temples and reached out to touch the pants he had thrown aside.

  Took out a pack of cigarettes, found only one left, lit it up and casually crushed the cigarette box and threw it aside.

  After taking a deep breath, Mu Yan let out a sigh and leaned back against the headboard of the bed, making himself more comfortable.

  It's been several months since I returned, but those things haven't been forgotten, instead they've become clearer and clearer. Before, I would only dream about the Dark Wolf, but recently even my first kill has appeared, and each time it feels more real than the last.

  Mù Yán feels that he doesn't know what to do now, or how to spend tomorrow. Should he continue sleeping during the day and getting drunk at night in bars? If he's lucky, like today, maybe he'll find a woman who can help him release his emotions without spending any money.

  Suddenly, a crisp bell rang out.

  That is his own cell phone.

  Mù Yán immediately took out his mobile phone and saw that it was actually his mother who had called.

  "Xiao Yan, you finally picked up the phone, I was worried to death. Are you okay?"

  "Oh! Never mind, I was playing cards with friends and my phone was charging in the room so I didn't hear it ringing. Now that I'm back in my room sleeping, I just received your call. Mom, didn't I leave a note at home saying I was going out?" Mu Yan felt a bit strange that his mother was calling him so late.

  The voice on the phone stopped, and after a while, Mu Yan heard his mother say again: "Oh! I saw it, under the table, it must have been blown down by the wind, worrying me to death. Sorry, Little Flame, I'm calling you now, did I disturb you?"

  "Sorry, mom. It's my fault. I should have called you and worried you!" Upon hearing his mother apologize to him, Mu Yan only felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and at this moment, he suddenly felt that he owed his mother an apology.

  Hung up the phone, found that there were still a few minutes before three o'clock, and several unconnected calls on the mobile phone, all of which had been dialed in recently. Except for one at seven or eight, the others were all after twelve o'clock, almost every half an hour.

  Thinking of his mother staying up all night worrying about him, Mu Yan's guilt grew even deeper. Suddenly, he quickly picked up his phone and dialed his mother's number again.

  "Xiao Yan, is there anything else?"

  "Mom, I'm back for so long, making you worry, I'll start tomorrow and prepare to find a job!" Mu Yan said guiltily.

  "Really? Okay, okay!"

  His mother's voice was somewhat agitated, and although they were separated by a phone call, Mu Yan still felt it.

  Thinking of his mother's lost youth, Mu Yan felt he was indeed a scoundrel. The old man had deceived his mother's feelings and left her to raise him alone, which was already despicable enough. Not only did he not show filial piety, but also caused her worry, making him just as despicable. What's past is past, now that he only has his mother left, he mustn't let her suffer anymore.

  Thinking of his mother's smile, Mu Yan suddenly felt that he seemed to have some hope for life again, and the bitter heart that had been stagnant for a long time seemed to beat again at this moment.

  "Hmm!"

  A faint humming noise came from beside my ear, the hum was soft and gentle, although it was unintentionally made while dozing off, but still sounded good.

  This is the woman I met at the bar today, and I've been going to that bar almost every day for months. This woman was seen for the first time, not only beautiful but also with a familiar feeling on her body. So I went up to chat without hesitation, but didn't expect that after drinking together, both of us got drunk and opened a room.

  What a rare beauty she is! If I were to bring such a pretty woman back home, mom would probably be overjoyed.

  Mu Yan thought of this and couldn't help but laugh, however he took one look at the woman's attire and knew that she was not someone he could afford to keep. Every item on her body, even a single bra, was worth tens of thousands, probably kept by some rich man as his mistress, coming out to play because she was bored.

  Such a woman is just for playing around, although she's quite tasty, but you can't afford to keep her.

  A cigarette was finished, Mu Yan pinched off the butt, got out of bed, went to the bathroom to relieve himself, and then washed his face.

  He had just hung up the towel and walked to the door when the hotel room door was suddenly kicked open, and a gun appeared in front of Mu Yan.

  Mu Yan's subconscious grabbed the hand holding the gun, and he immediately wanted to take her down. However, as soon as he exerted force, his opponent was taken down by him, but his injured leg also suddenly felt a sharp pain under the force, and he fell to the ground.

  At the moment of falling, Mu Yan only felt a softness, and his hand squeezed hard, and it was indeed very soft!

  "Let go!"

  A woman's shrill cry rang out beside his ear, and Mu Yan only then realized that he had actually fallen onto a policewoman's body. As for what he had just pinched with force, it was naturally unnecessary to look to know.

  Deceiving one's master and killing one's ancestors, harming fellow disciples are considered as the most heinous crimes in the Taoist community!

  Those who do not practice Buddhism and repeatedly violate the Five Precepts are considered to be the dregs of Buddhism!

  As a disciple of the Demon Gate Blood Refining Sect, Lin Haoming obtained a string of mysterious merit beads. By doing "good deeds", earning merits, unsealing seals and gaining benefits, the Demon Gate's degenerate was born!

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