Dc Rage Dragon

Uptown.

If Xiacheng is chaotic and disorderly, gangs rampant, shooting, kidnapping and rape, many crimes are beyond the control of criminals, it is the most filthy in the city, the hell of the people in the city, and you don't want to step into a sinful place at all.

So Shangcheng is a paradise. A modern city with more than 65 percent of the rich and rich in the entire central city, many mansions, businesses, nobles, civilization, and elegance.

Everything here has the advantages of human civilization.

Bright, orderly, skyscrapers, luxurious and beautiful, majestic and magnificent, professional beauties travel like a shuttle, beautiful scenery, endless traffic, full of wealth and luxury. Here is a world of colorful flowers that everyone admires, drunk and drunk.

There is no exaggeration at all.

In modern America, there are world-renowned cities such as Shaker, New York, and so on. It is very likely that they are all separated by a street, and the situation is completely different. On one side, homeless people are piled up all over, living a decadent life on the dirty street with paper skins, envious of the opposite street. On the opposite side of the street is a magnificent mansion, where rich people enjoy life.

The disparity between the rich and the poor will make anyone who sees it incredulous. Just across the street, is the change of heaven and hell.

Classes are always the subject of contradictions, which gives birth to more crimes and crimes.

Unlike other cities, the side of the central city rarely has a visible gap between the rich and the poor.

This kind of severely rich and poor situation is separated by the central city and the whole city, so it creates a chaotic Xiacheng district. The other central districts, Shangcheng District, Nanwan District, and Northwest District are bright, warm, and orderly, so that the people in the entire central city can trust and live safely.

Central City, as one of the top and safest cities in the DC world, apart from The Flash's efforts, this structure of the entire city is indispensable.

Uptown, Fehau Kada Club.

The decoration is luxurious, the taste is classical, and the live sound of violin playing slowly flows through the bar.

This was originally a place of enjoyment and soothing nerves.

Al Swann is out of place in this environment. His chin is full of scum, his linen and gold hair is messy as if he just got up, his eyes are blurred and he sits in a corner of the bar, his shirt and clothes are covered with wine. Qi is like a dead fish.

The barman passed by, took away the bottle from his table politely, and according to his alcoholic order, presented another bottle of XO brandy, opened the bottle, poured the wine for him, and then left.

"Cough...cough..."

Al Swann directly picked up the wine bottle, faced the mouth of the bottle and poured it into his mouth. The mellow wine smell filled his throat and nasal cavity in an instant. It seemed to burn violently, and his heart seemed to burn. The engine started violently twitching and roaring, but the roar couldn't get rid of the decadence in his heart.

He was choking on the alcohol, and the mellow wine of XO brandy flowed from the corners of his mouth, passing through the tousled beard, neck, and wet the chest of the shirt.

He was decadent like a salted fish.

Kevin walked into the bar anxiously, with a lean figure and a close-fitting suit.

He was once brought to this club and bar by Al Swann. At that time, he cracked a large-scale drug gang over a hundred catties, and the boss brought them here to celebrate.

They dressed casually that time, and they entered here under the leadership of Al Swan and enjoyed themselves. I have experienced an unbelievable luxury and rich experience.

Now that he wants to enter here himself, he needs to dress up and apply for a membership card. After several levels of review, he was told many reminders before he was allowed to enter this high-end place.

Even if he took out his identity as a police officer, the security guards here were fearless and refused to give in. If he enters by force, then he may not even be a policeman tomorrow.

With a glance of Kevin's eyes, in the darker corner, he found Al Swan who was coughing.

"Boss, stop drinking."

Kevin walked over and took down the XO in Al Swan's hand. The wet and greasy bottle had been mixed with Al Swan's hand sweat and wine, as if he felt a body full of sweat and alcohol. On the drunkard.

"Boss, just demote, we still have a chance to deal with him."

Kevin put the wine bottle on the table and watched Al Swan's fall into discomfort, the boss of his horse, his companion, colleague, buddy, and friend.

Nowadays, he can't bear the blow, and he has become a frustrated drunkard.

"roll!"

Al Swan is a mad alcoholic alive. He goes crazy after drinking. He directly pushed Kevin away with his hands, pushed Kevin back and forth, bumped into the chair, and stopped the retreat.

Al Swann, with red eyes and crazy drinking spirit, picked up the XO bottle on the table and threw it at Kevin's head.

'boom'

Kevin couldn’t believe it for a while that his old club smashed himself with a wine bottle so madly. When the first smash came down, his eyes were already blurred, and his eyes turned around looking at the wine bottle that Al Swan raised again. .

'boom'

His head once again withstood the drop of the XO bottle.

Laid back and comfortable, the violin sound like the sound of running water is broken. Some guests and waiters stopped their movements and looked here.

There has never been such a crude behavior here.

"what do you know!"

"You are just a dog of Lao Tzu!"

There was a ‘bang’.

Al Swan raised the bottle again, eyes red, and smashed Kevin angrily. Throwing Kevin into a trance, desperate for life.

Especially with the sound of a dog, Kevin, who has always regarded Al Swan as the boss, looked forward to him as his head, and when he was a friend, the police partner who was advancing and retreating together, couldn't believe it.

I am just a dog in Al Swan's heart!

He couldn't believe it, his heart was cold to the bone.

The pain on the skull and the blood dripping are not as painful as the chill in my heart.

"You are just a dog, come to comfort me? Who do you think it is? You are a dog!"

"Do you think it's as simple as demoting?"

Al Swan was panting and holding the wine bottle, looking at Kevin, who had been smashed to the ground by himself, stained with blood, and covered by the rolling table and chairs. His chest, kicked by Alex, faintly began to have pain again. Not because of the heartache, but because the movements were too violent and affected the wound.

"I have no future!"

"roll!"

"Go find someone else to lick your food, find someone else to be your master."

Al Swan raised his head and poured the remaining wine from the bottle into his mouth, choked on a cough, and squirted out a big mouthful. His eyes were bloodshot. He wiped the wine in his mouth with his arm and looked at Kay. Wen was on the ground and laughed.

What he did, in the eyes of Kevin, or just being demoted.

But he knew it in his own mind. He caused a member of Brotherhood in Midtown to be kicked out of the high-level position of the police station. The Swan family has always supported him and helped him to such a high position. There are plans and achievements for him in the future. All of this Because of Al Swan's great joy and destruction.

With this taint, the hostile forces can't let go, Al Swann will never be able to get into the top of the police station, and all the layout of the police station by the Swan family has been ruined.

The Swann family has officially abandoned him.

Without the support of the Swan family behind him, and the hostile forces wanting to support his own position, he will gradually be marginalized, gradually be held back, and continue to be demoted.

There is also Brotherhood in the central city. With more than 45 percent of the wealth, power and status in the central city, Al Swan feels that he is dead.

Although Brotherhood will not target him because of this, there are still many forces who will be happy to say a word or two to suppress him and sell it to Brotherhood in Midtown.

This time his demotion was just the beginning. He had already seen clearly that he had no future.

This kind of high-level power struggle is far from what Kevin can know.

Al Swan still looked at Kevin, as if he was looking at a hapless child, with a heartless laugh.

is not that right? Fell by oneself. Kevin is the hapless child who fell into the water.

Thinking of this, Al Swan laughed more rampantly.

No one said from the spectators watching.

The bar environment is more quiet.

Kevin climbed up silently from the ground covered by the chair table, silent, he pressed his hand on his wound, and the blood from the wound stained half of his face.

The eyes were always covered with the remaining blood, and the other was silent and without emotion.

Did not look at his former boss Al Swan again.

He pressed the wound and walked toward the door with a sad and bleak figure from his back. Feeling another wine bottle slammed at him behind his back, that was Al Swan's last act of anger.

The XO bottle was so hard that it was chilling. The bottle smashed Kevin's head three times and threw it on his back. It still fell to the ground, tumbling, not broken.

Kevin leaned forward staggeringly and almost fell, but he stood up again and walked out the door step by step.

Al Swann is still drunk and angry.

A waiter with a white towel hanging on his arms, with impeccable etiquette, walked in front of the alcoholic Al Swann, bowed slightly, and handed him the towel and a mobile phone.

"Mr. Al Swan, the boss has something to discuss with you."

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