Orderly tyrant

"Ah..."

Camel clutched desperately at the horrifyingly large wound on his neck, yet he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at Lin Qing.

He staggered back a few steps, finally hitting the bathroom wall, and slowly slid down.

Then, he lost consciousness.

[Order Level increased by 0.2]

As Camel died, a line of green text appeared before Lin Qing's eyes.

Order Level reached 0.5.

"As expected, it's also 0.2..."

Lin Qing put away his retractable knife, then rolled up his sleeves, squatted down in front of Camel, and his hands turned into a blur of afterimages, stripping off Camel's shirt in the blink of an eye, before searching his entire body.

He didn't care even if his hands touched the blood on Camel's body, as he was wearing a thin layer of rubber gloves extending to his arms, which would not leave fingerprints or skin tissue.

"Huh?"

Lin Qing suddenly felt a few coin-shaped hard objects in the inner pocket of Camel's shirt.

With a flick of his hand, which turned into an afterimage, the blood on the glove was flung away.

Then he opened the pocket and found that they were indeed a few coins, but their color was dark and they had special patterns of circles, not the coins commonly used by children in the slums.

"This is..."

Lin Qing looked at them carefully, and suddenly recognized the origin of these coins.

--The search records mentioned that these should be coins cast from rare metals brought by extraterrestrial civilizations, and they were quite valuable on the black market. Judging from the face value of these coins, they were probably worth one or two hundred thousand.

However, Lin Qing did not put away these coins, but put them all back.

Although one or two hundred thousand was a lot, it was not worth him taking this risk.

Who knows what problems these coins might have?

In this era when cash had long been eliminated, only children without mobile phones would use coins, but Camel, who might be searched, carried coins worth hundreds of thousands with him?

Even for running away at any time, these valuable items could not be spent immediately, and he would have to find the black market.

He always felt that there was something strange about it.

Anyway, hundreds of thousands couldn't change anything, so there was no need to be greedy.

As for the other things on Camel's body, he didn't find anything special.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lin Qing noticed that there was a tattoo on Camel's chest, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There was nothing there just a few seconds ago.

And this tattoo was becoming deeper and more obvious, as if it only appeared after Camel died?

Looking at the shape of the tattoo, it was just a series of lines radiating outward, seemingly... a sun?

Although it was a bit strange, Lin Qing didn't care.

He was just checking whether Camel had any hidden recording or recording equipment.

Speaking slowly, from the moment he killed Camel with one knife to searching his body, the whole process actually only took half a minute.

"There's another one..."

Lin Qing stood up, just as he was about to turn around and leave the bathroom, he heard footsteps and the sound of a doorknob twisting outside the door.

His figure moved, his footsteps turned into afterimages, and he instantly hid in a nearby cubicle.

"Camel, they found an undercover cop in the bar, do you want to go take a look?"

The bathroom door was twisted open, and a deep voice came in, and the sound of footsteps walked towards the toilet cubicle.

Lin Qing immediately recognized that this voice was the tall and burly man like an iron tower.

"Camel?"

Tie Wu Luo didn't hear a response, and also smelled blood, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he immediately walked quickly around the sink and into the toilet.

Immediately, he saw Camel sitting against the wall, his pale and lifeless face and the pool of blood spreading under him immediately stunned him.

How is that possible?

He just went to the bathroom, and the person is dead?

Who killed him?

Just then—

"Bang!"

Tie Wu Luo suddenly heard the sound of the toilet cubicle door being kicked open behind him, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a cold silver light rushing towards his neck!

Too fast!

He was shocked in his heart, and he didn't have time to pull out the retractable baton behind his waist, so he could only raise one hand to block it in front of him.

"Puff!"

The sharp blade instantly cut open half of Tie Wu Luo's palm, and blood spurted out.

But this also gave him a little buffer time, he slammed his backhand, using the palm bone to jam the blade, and at the same time, the other hand slammed a fist over!

"Die!"

Tie Wu Luo roared, under the stimulation of the pain, he became even more ruthless, ignoring the expanding wound on his palm, swinging his arm with all his strength, desperately trying to punch this person to death!

Strength can be said to be his most proud advantage, even compared with those who have practiced the four-six version of the training method and mastered the strength-based tactics, he also has an advantage.

With this punch, even a steel plate, he can deform it!

However—

"Whoosh!"

What made Tie Wu Luo unbelievable was that the mysterious man in front of him, whose face could not be seen, just moved his body and dodged his punch lightly like a phantom, and his fist was punched into the air!

"How could it be so fast?"

The thought had just flashed through Tie Wu Luo's mind when he found that the other party had immediately drawn out the retractable knife, and then took a step forward and raised his hand.

He couldn't see the light of the knife, he could only see those cold eyes.

In an instant, the silver light swept across Tie Wu Luo's throat at an alarming speed.

"No..."

Tie Wu Luo only felt a chill in his neck, and then something seemed to be constantly flowing and gushing out, making his heart cold.

He knew he was going to die, helplessness and fear struck, as if he had returned to that cold laboratory.

"Who exactly is it..."

Tie Wu Luo covered his throat with one hand, and raised the other hand to grab weakly, and the huge and burly body finally crashed to the ground.

Lin Qing's figure was like the wind, closing the bathroom door again, and then returned to Tie Wu Luo.

[Order Level increased by 0.2]

When the prompt that the Order Level had increased appeared in front of him, confirming that Tie Wu Luo was no longer a threat, he began to search his body.

Soon, Lin Qing confirmed that there were no suspicious devices on Tie Wu Luo's body, but this guy was too strong, his figure was so tall, and his muscles were strong to the point of being outrageous.

Even his neck was covered with a layer of tight muscles, and he didn't know how he trained it.

Otherwise, his knife just now should have cut almost through the other party's neck, leaving only the cervical spine and a layer of skin on the back of the neck.

No wonder this guy's strength is so terrifying, fortunately, his movements are slow and not flexible enough, which happened to be countered by him.

After he activated the battle technique "Agility", the speed of this big man was simply no different from a turtle in his eyes.

Having strength alone is useless if he can't touch him.

"Fortunately, "Agility" is at the instinct level and can be used to the extreme, otherwise I can only escape..."

Lin Qing secretly rejoiced.

At this moment, he suddenly found that a sun-like tattoo had also begun to slowly emerge on the burly man's neck.

"The same tattoo?"

Lin Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are these two from the same organization?"

He didn't stay any longer, and immediately took out a small can of self-made incendiary, poured it on the two corpses, and then lit it with the lighter found on Camel's body.

Before the bar's automatic fire extinguisher was activated, it would be enough to burn the two people's bodies beyond recognition.

At least it would be difficult to determine the wound conditions and the exact time of death.

Everything happened in just a few minutes.

Lin Qing took one last look at the expanding fire in the bathroom, gently lowered the brim of his hat, and turned to leave.

In the noisy bar, the manic music suppressed all the noise, even the Blue Scarf Gang's thugs were immersed in alcohol and desire, and no one noticed what happened tonight.

After jumping out of the bar from the window of the second-floor stand, Lin Qing avoided the few road surveillance cameras and found a sewer in a remote area.

He wrapped his coat, gloves, hat, mask, height-increasing insoles, shoulder pads, and wig into a ball, poured the last of the incendiary on them, and threw them into the sewer to burn them clean.

Then, he went home.

Avoiding the surveillance cameras in the community all the way, he deliberately didn't take the elevator, and returned home through the stairwell without surveillance.

For him, a patrol officer, it couldn't be easier to find out where there are surveillance cameras.

"Fortunately, this era is chaotic enough, the surveillance is either incomplete or just for show..."

Back home, Lin Qing glanced at the mobile phone on the living room table, which was projecting an old TV series.

Then, he summoned the Anti-Entropy user, looked at the Order Level as high as 0.7, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile.

"If I search the Iron Stone Bar again tomorrow, the Blue Scarf Gang will have to disband, and then it will be 0.8."