Chapter 1: The Night of the LD

　　On the night of 13 September 2007, at 22:30 A.D..

　　On the LD Tower Bridge, pedestrians were scarce, with a few cars slowly passing by. The water under the bridge looks dark, slightly reflecting the lights of the buildings along the river, a flicker of light but makes the river look even deeper and darker.

　　As LD's alias 'Fog City' suggests, a very big fog covers the whole city of LD, and there is a pungent smell of car exhaust in the air. The environmental rectification that has been clamoured for years doesn't seem to have produced any effect in LD. The visibility was extremely low, only about five or six metres away, and the good people were naturally staying at home to enjoy their families, and the only ones who were still out and about at this moment were the creatures that lived in the dark world.

　　A plush black J Honda van drove slowly over the LD bridge, its headlights unable to penetrate the fog, and the occupants of the van could only curse the bad weather in LD while bored with the frantic hissing of a heavy metal band.

　　A person in pitch-black costume watched the car drive past, let out a few cold grunts of unknown significance, dropped the Cuban cigar in his hand, watched a star of fire fly into the river, and followed the van briskly at a light pace, which actually slowed down not much. Far away from the distance of more than ten metres, a pair of sharp eyes tightly fixed on the red turn signal behind the car.

　　The car passed the entrance of a pub, the man in black hesitated and flew through the doorway. From the dim red light of the doorway, one could vaguely distinguish this person's face, long black hair split over his shoulders, yellow skin, straight nose, firm mouth, and then a pair of eyes that revealed a cold light. His roughly five-foot-one figure was a bit thin, tightly wrapped up in a black leather daiyai with the collar up, making it impossible to recognise him exactly.

　　This person, is called Yi Duan.

　　The tracked van slowly moved forward, gradually penetrating deeper and deeper into a shady street in the old town of LD, before stopping at a corner. Several large men cursed as they got out of the van, blatantly carrying M11 miniature assault rifles in their hands, not minding in the slightest that someone might have noticed them. A homeless man cowering close to the street had the sense to wrap himself into the tattered blanket he was wearing and close his eyes tightly.

　　A big man walked slowly towards him, stuck the submachine gun in his hand into his trouser pocket behind his arse, pulled out his dick and pissed painfully right next to the tramp. After a few final shakes, he said loudly to the hobo, "Bastard, it really is a bad day, isn't it? Does my piss smell good? Fuck, you really are a bastard." A few other big men not far away laughed out loud, and this man haphazardly pulled out a few banknotes from inside his pocket and threw them at the tramp, saying loudly, "Old man is in a good mood today, I'll reward you with a little bit of money, so next time, get out of here and don't hang around here. Get lost, now!"

　　The tramp picked up the notes quickly, picked up all his belongings and slipped away down the roof.

　　Yi Chuan slowly hid into a dark corner of the roadside, a grim smile flowing from the corner of his mouth as he quietly watched the few big men twenty metres away. The fog could not affect Yi Chuan's vision in the slightest.

　　Together with the driver, a total of seven large men in black suits with weapons in their hands, raised two voluminous metal boxes from inside the van as they closed the doors and prepared to fork into an alleyway. About two hundred metres in from here was where the back door to their boss's headquarters was.

　　Having just walked out less than two metres, a drunken man who stank of alcohol and had his arm around a scantily clad woman waddled over from the opposite side of the street, and suddenly pointed and laughed at one of the big men, ''Eh, what are you guys doing? Triads smuggling drugs? Ah... this prostitute is also under your control, right?"

　　Seven sub-machine guns opened the safety at the same time, and a big man leading the group said indifferently to the drunkard, "I don't know this woman you're screwing, and if I do, then it's really one of our bosses ... you son of a bitch get out of here."

　　The drunken man pushed the woman forward hard, pushing her to the feet of the big men letting out a shriek, then slowly wobbled closer to the leading big man and said with a hefty smile, "What? If I don't leave, are you going to shoot me? You dare to shoot and try."

　　The leader of the big man was shocked to find that the eyes of the drunkard is so clear, full of thick murderous aura, he opened his mouth to scream, but it was already too late, the drunkard's right hand swung out fiercely, was still a human rough hand, but in the air has grown out of the thick black hairs as well as sharp claws, cleanly and efficiently ripped off the neck of this big man, the left hand will be his torso! heavily knocked out.

　　In an instant, the drunken man had transformed into an upright werewolf, his blood-red eyes radiating a frenzied murderous aura, and his two hands flew to pull out the hearts of the two big men behind him.

　　The remaining four raised their guns, but they forgot about the woman on the ground, who seemed like a snake wriggling a few times, her body soft as a bone brought up a few stumps, and her fingernails containing poisonous nails gently scratched the neck arteries of the four big men, and then sizzling and screaming, she gently licked a sliver of her own blood from her fingertips.

　　The werewolf pounced on the seven corpses, lashing out madly at the corpses, and in the midst of the blood and flesh, human guts, bones, and muscles coated the ground in a five-metre radius, and the werewolf didn't stop until the corpses had all been reduced to meat paste.

　　The disgruntled woman, whose body was already densely covered in snake-like scales, chastised in a low voice, "Aoife, that's enough, they're dead, prepare for the next one."

　　Aoife nodded, pooh-poohed the remains of the body viciously, and cursed, "May the gods damn your souls to hell, damned scumbags."

　　The two were just about to turn around and leave, when a cool and beautiful voice had already interjected, "The gods will forgive their sins, but they will definitely not forgive foreigners like you." A milky-white, cross-sword qi emitting a holy radiance slammed into the werewolf's body, and the young werewolf let out a miserable grunt, and was sent flying a full ten metres away with blood and fur splattered on his back.

　　The snake woman jerked back, careful to make her own defences, not even daring to look at her companion's condition, and hissed in a nervous whisper, "Damn it, clerics of the Order? Who asked you to mind your own business?"

　　Two silhouettes slowly appeared from the mist, one was a clear young girl clad in white robes, her short blonde hair exuding a charming lustre in the night, while the other was a tall young man clad in black robes, a hint of cruelty spreading across his cold face.

　　A bit shocked, Snake Woman slowly backed away backwards and shook her head, "I can deal with one cleric, add an executioner from the Inquisition and I'm out of luck. Hey, how about I leave that stupid werewolf to you guys and let me go? I've been ordered to assist him as well, and I'm not willing to put my life on the line for him."

　　The young man said indifferently, "No, you must take responsibility for the deaths of these seven men."

　　Glancing at the 'corpse', which was not in the least distinguishable from its human form, the snake woman asked him a little hesitantly, "You've been here for a long time? Sizzle, why don't you save your kind?"

　　The young girl snorted coldly, "The lost sheep must accept the punishment given by God, but you must also accept the judgement of justice." On her face was a sacrosanct expression.

　　Snake Woman pooh-poohed, "Hell, the judgement of fucking God? The judgement of justice? Bah..." She suddenly turned and ran, a series of staggering shadows showing her amazing speed, and instantly disappeared into the thick fog.

　　The two young men from the Church were dumbfounded, they didn't think for a second that this Snake Woman had really just abandoned her companions and escaped. The young girl said angrily, "Did she really escape just like that?"

　　The young man broke into a sneer and tightened his grip on the young werewolf, who had managed to get up, and said with satisfaction, "It's okay, there's still one more to take back with us, and at the very least, we've found the main culprit of the two most recent consecutive attacks on humans, haven't we?" The young girl contemplated this for a moment and gave a cheerful smile.

　　The young werewolf let out a furious cry, "I will die, and I won't let you guys take me away." Amazing speed instantly erupted, and with a powerful force, he grabbed the two young men with thirty consecutive claws.

　　The change happened at the same time, two guys who were supposed to be the companions of those seven big men walked out from inside the alley, mumbling something similar to why they hadn't come yet in complaint, and appeared right beside the two young men of the Order. The two young men were slightly disturbed by them and almost got injured under the werewolf's claws, their figures flashed out in a hurry.

　　The two big men watched in horror as the continuous claw winds tore long marks out of the ground, as well as the messy puddle of blood and flesh on the ground, and they were about to let out a scream when a cross of holy light and a pitch-black light struck the two of them in their chests respectively, while the two young men of the Church were sent flying heavily by the three men dressed in strange black robes that suddenly appeared in the thick fog.

　　Three men dressed in robes resembling those of medieval European wizards flew close to the werewolf, grabbed him and ran, not forgetting to stomp hard on the chest of one of the big men on their way out.

　　The two men from the Holy See wolfishly rolled over and leapt up, exasperatedly looking at the four black shadows disappearing into the thick fog, and not bothering about the two big men on the ground, the young man coldly said, "Anyway, after being hit by my 'Holy Light Cross Sword' and that man's magical attack, it's impossible to survive, so no need to clean up the scene of the sighting , this is the old downtown area of LD after all, there are few people at night." The young girl felt that the words made sense, and the two stumbled and flew away.

　　Yi Duan, who had watched a good show, revealed a hint of a smile and lightly flew out of stealth, contentedly picking up the two metal crates that had fallen to the ground, nodded, and turned to go.

　　A big man lying at the mouth of the alley suddenly let out a weak cry for help, "Friend, save me, please save me, I'll thank you, I swear to God, I'll thank you. For God's sake ..."

　　Yi Dust flew closer to him and slowly squatted down to measure his face. The big man took advantage of the weak light on the roadside to see Yi Chuan's face and said in surprise, "Oh my god, it's C Country Yi, great, save me, quickly go inform our boss."

　　Easily dusted shed a sneer and slowly said to him in pure LD-accented English, "Firstly, I don't believe in God. Second, why do you want to know me?" He fiercely slammed his palm on the big man's chest, the powerful true energy instantly destroying all the tissues in the big man's body. In passing, he added a slap on the other big man's chest, and after gazing around and observing the surroundings, Yi Chen flew down the street carrying two metal boxes.

　　A block away, a shadowy corner, a lengthened white Rolls-Royce car quietly parked at the roadside, a tall black man with a body of two metres, wearing a straight tuxedo, with snow-white silk gloves on his hands, and a short silver-white slab of hair on his head, stood solemnly at the door of the car. Seeing Yi Chuan approached, he numbly opened the car door, respectfully received the metal box in the hands of Yi Chuan, dress Yi Chuan got on the car, threw the two metal boxes into the back box, he sat in the compartment and closed the door.

　　In the driver's seat, a black man, identical to this black man in both appearance and dress, started the car quickly and drove off.

　　Inside the wide compartment of the Rolls Royce, besides Yi Chen and the black man who opened the door, there was also the presence of a young man, with short blood-red hair that was messy and incomparable, the upper half of his body was a pitch-black denim suit, the lower half of his body was a pair of whitish jeans with holes, and his feet were on a pair of ADIDAS sneakers, who was concentrating on the adult film being broadcasted on the small TV in the compartment. The speakers were turned up loud, and the moaning and gasping of the actress was enough to drive the average person crazy.

　　Seeing Yi Duan sitting in, the young man turned off the TV in boredom and twisted his head to ask: "Boss, everything is OK?Where is the need for so much trouble? Just any one of us can make a move, aren't these things still handy?" On his face, there was clearly a huge, sword scar that cut from the left corner of his eye to the right side of his chin, adding a few touches of cold attraction to his handsome face, and his light blue eyes represented his European ancestry.

　　Easy Dust easily took a cocktail offered by that black man, and after taking a sip, he heartily exclaimed, "Gore, you are the best bartender in the world." Not caring about the implicit pride that the black man exuded, Yi Duan gently tsked a few times to the young man and said, "Jester, I just want to feel the wonderful feeling of travelling through the LD in the night. Besides, why should I have to do it myself when I can try to conserve a bit of my own energy?"

　　Jester smiled indifferently, ready to reach out and turn on the TV. Yi Dust quickly said, "This time is very lively, the big dog bear lost nine good men, the orcs seriously injured one ... well ..." after considering it, Yi Dust still said: "The Holy See sent out a young man from the Inquisition, not very old."

　　Jester almost jumped up, a faint layer of red light surging through his body, and suddenly sat down hard and slowly said, "Really ... boss, don't worry, I won't find them trouble ... now won't ."

　　Yi Chen revealed a smile, "That's good, let's make peace, what's the benefit of fighting and killing? Money is the most important thing." Pressing the call button on the small bar in front of him, Yi Dust said easily, "Phil, stop in front of the house, I'm going to take a look inside the field, you guys go back first, and clean up the stuff, I don't feel comfortable with all that mess."

　　Phil, who was driving, gave a knowing smile and nodded silently.

　　The white car stopped at a relatively remote street in LD's new city centre, Yi Chuan slowly got out of the car and stood in front of a nightclub with the name 'C Country City', the car went straight around to the underground garage at the back.

　　Yi Dust walked through the gate, and a dozen cross-eyed black men welcomed him in with smiles on their faces, their mouths balking as they said, "Boss, everything is fine today, there are no conditions."

　　Easy Dust nodded, "What about at the cops?"

　　The big black man who looked to be the foreman hurriedly said, "It's normal at the cops too, this month's taxes have already been given to them, and there's no lei looking for trouble yet. It's all because the boss has a big face, they don't dare to mess around." Yi Duan nodded with satisfaction and had stepped into the pandemonium of the nightclub.

　　It was said to be the 'C Country City' nightclub, but there was not the slightest hint of the classical and elegant flavour of C Country inside. A heavy metal band was madly twisting and making noise on the stage, and a dozen blonde beauties were trembling madly around them, displaying their young and beautiful bodies without a stitch of clothing.

　　In the middle of the field, countless young men were twitching close to each other, with wisps of marijuana smoke coming out of their mouths from time to time. At the edge of the field, two young girls who looked no more than fourteen years old probably ate too much ecstasy, their bodies were lying on the railing, their heads flopping madly, their jeans were stripped off their lower bodies, and two big black men were getting high and twitching madly, and behind them there were a few young men in poorly-dressed clothes laughing and ready to take their turns in the battlefield.

　　All around the semi-enclosed box, snow-white flesh was entangled and writhing with each other, and occasionally there were a few cries for help coming from them, but they were immediately muffled by something. A few gay men were laughing and smiling as they walked towards the handsome-looking Yi Duan, but they were immediately sent flying far away by a few punches from the big black man beside Yi Duan. A dozen or so vendors who were selling marijuana and other drugs were fawning and gesturing at Yi Chuan, their hands flying to ship and collect money, greeting and doing business at the same time.

　　Yiduan walked into one of the most luxurious boxes, an incredibly fat white middle-aged man surrounded by a group of bodyguards and thugs was having an orgy with a few men who were vaguely of Italian descent. His trousers had long gone up to nowhere, and two young girls with fairly clean faces were serving him with their mouths, while a few of the men beside him were also debauched and entangled with a few women around them.

　　Seeing Yi Duan came in, the obese white man hastened to greet warmly: "C country Yi, come to introduce you to a few friends, these are good friends in Italy, and I talk about a business, you are safe here, came over, no objections, right?"

　　Yi Chen revealed a smile, "Big Dog Bear, playing with women while talking business, aren't you afraid that those chicks will betray you?"

　　The big dog bear s face changed, fiercely smacked the two women around him a few slaps, drove them out, and snapped on his trousers and said, "There is no way, I just like to play a little bit of women ... Eh, fuck it, C Guo Yi, you have a really good business in this field, I can envy you. My field has the police to copy the licence for three days and two days, and the tax I also paid ah."

　　Easy Dust sat down, patted the arse of a woman beside him to drive her away, and said with a smile, "You're doing too big a business, it's hard for them not to notice you, learn from me, a little bit of small drugs, there's no problem whatsoever."

　　Big Dog Bear muttered something that was nothing more than, "Fuck, you boys run a small business?" Or some such complaint, when the mobile phone of one of the bodyguards beside him rang.

　　Big Dog Bear took the mobile phone, and just after answering a few sentences, he already had a big change of colour, hurriedly said sorry, and took a group of men and a few Italians to fly out. Yi Chen nonchalantly threw a sentence behind him, "I'll keep a tab on the drinks you drank." Big Dog Bear perfunctorily agreed, Yi Dust smiled grimly and wrote down at least twenty times the price on the bill, chattering, "Big money, small money, and gold mountains are saved up grain by grain."

　　After cruising around the venue for a while, there was indeed nothing out of the ordinary, and kicking away the two teenage girls who were hugging and desperately kissing and fondling each other, Yi Duan hurriedly walked into a small door behind the bar.

　　The guards here were not big black men like those at the entrance, but big sturdy men with light blue eyes, blonde hair and tough faces, typical of Germanic blood. After about ten metres of narrow passageway was a small room, in which several sofas as well as two billiard tables were placed horizontally, a dozen Germanic men were playing billiards attentively, seeing Yi Chuan coming in, they hurriedly stood at attention and bowed to Yi Chuan.

　　Yi Dust nodded, his hand touched a corner within the small room, flashed into a secret door, and after a few more steps, there was a wide chamber, lavishly furnished somewhat like those kingdoms' palaces in the Middle East.

　　A big man with a height comparable to Gore's and a frighteningly strong body was sitting on a sofa in one corner fiddling with the pistol in his hand, and when he saw Yi Chen enter, he only nodded coldly and immediately threw all his attention back into the weapon in his hand.

　　Easy Dust asked the brothers Gore and Phil, each holding a glass of red wine in his hand, directly, "Have you counted the number yet?"

　　Phil nodded, "The cash is one hundred million, and fifty million worth of diamonds, the big dog bear is going to be sad."

　　Jester wriggled helplessly on the couch, "The two crates have been destroyed to make sure there's not a scrap. The banknotes had no markings on them and the diamonds were cut in the international way, no slip-ups."

　　A voluptuous woman covered in snow-white tight clothes, with long silver-white hair in waves down to her hips, and her eyes a bizarre turquoise colour wrapped around Yi Chen's body, licked Yi Chen's ear with her tongue, and murmured, "Boss, do you want me to accompany you?"

　　Yi Dust shook his head, "Not today, tomorrow. ... Filly be good, don't fool around, when you have time, you contact those agents, see if there are any fresh tasks, the difficulty is too low, don't take it. How is Chekov's progress?"

　　Phyllis hung on for dear life and slurred, "He? Just attacked the main system of a Swiss bank, and is now watching a live performance of the great obligation of human beings to pass on their seed, and using his own hands to feel the pleasure of that eruption ... God, boss, you get rid of that guy, the whole computer room smells of his pungent semen, it's just too much to bear. "

　　Jester laughed out loud, "Philly baby, I can burn that thing off that guy and make sure we don't have all this trouble in the future ... hahahahahahahahahahahaha, how come it doesn't sting when you're pestering the boss?"

　　A dozen ice prisms suddenly appeared on Fili's right hand, then whistled and shot towards Jester. Jester's face changed, a reddish fire shield flew and appeared in front of him, the ice and fire came into slight contact and immediately exploded. Phil's thick palm ruthlessly hammered the floor, a thick air boundary appeared around the bursting energy, diminishing the damage to the surroundings, but it had also turned several ebony and gold-encrusted sofas into ashes.

　　Yi Duan slapped his forehead in distress, "Tian, you guys stop it, we've already spent three hundred and seventy thousand dollars on replacing the furniture this month, when you have time you guys should teach Kane's men more, don't waste your abilities." The large Germanic man sitting in the corner courteously gestured to the group and rolled his eyes as he began to play with one of the pistols in his hand again.

　　Yi Chuan sighed, forcibly pulling down the jade body that Fei Li had pasted on him, moving his body that was strangled with a bit of pain and said, "Today is the day for me to practise my kung fu, I'm about to make a breakthrough from the twelve elemental eternities to the twenty-eight eternities, you guys don't disturb me, pay careful attention to the gossip on the market and see if there's any abnormal movement."

　　The crowd understood that this was not the time for gags, and one by one they stood solemnly and nodded in agreement.

　　Yi dust contemplated for a while, a little irresponsible said: "Those guys outside, you pay attention to point, those who are too young young girls are not allowed to put them in the future, eat a little soft drugs also even if it is so crazy sex, in case of human life inside our field, the size of the problem is a trouble ... Also. Those small peddlers to our protection fee in the future to me to add half a percent, because now the field inside the number of young people using drugs increased a lot, can not be cheap to them."

　　After explaining the matter, Yi Chuan was about to walk towards the lift in one corner of the room, when a skinny R young man suddenly rushed out from the dark door in another corner, with his upper body's clothes wrinkled, and a pair of trousers caked with dirt on his lower body that was clearly not zipped up, and when he saw Yi Chuan, he pounced on him with a cheering voice: ''Dear Boss, did you know that? I broke through the account system of the world's strictest Swiss bank, oh, this is the greatest achievement. You should give me a million bonus."

　　Yi Duan kicked him out and said indifferently with a foot on his head, "Firstly, you broke into a Swiss bank's system, not a Swiss bank's system, and secondly, don't talk to me again until after you've changed your wash or I'll consider giving you a million yen for your million dollar bonus. Kane, take Chekov and give him a good rinse, there's a pressure washer in the garage, use that on him." Then walked into the lift ...

　　Kane jumped up quickly and slowly made his way over to Chekov's side with a kind smile. Chekov smiled sarcastically, "Dear Mr Kane, I'll take care of my own business, I don't need to be hosed down with a high-pressure jet of water."

　　Kane said seriously, "No, the boss s orders are for me to use a high pressure water jet ... order must be obeyed." A thick 10.11mm calibre Browning pistol was aimed at Chekov s head, Chekov shivered and honestly followed. Ten minutes later, a mournful, miserable howl and a burst of R's national curse rang through the night sky ...

　　What an unbelievably wonderful evening for LD ...