Messenger of Justice

"We have arrested Tiger Zhao several times, but each time he was released very quickly."

Does this imply there might be a mole within the police force?

Furthermore, Qin Bing said to check the case files.

The police have cracked down on this gang multiple times, yet they never found any information regarding human trafficking.

Either Lin Tianhao is hiding too deep.

Or someone is shielding him.

Li Wei put down his phone.

His gaze grew colder and colder.

Since the police cannot be relied upon.

Then he would take matters into his own hands.

He would act on behalf of heaven to uphold justice.

He turned and returned to his room.

Yang Weiwei was still fast asleep.

Li Wei walked on tiptoe to the wardrobe.

He took out a set of black sportswear.

A black hoodie, black sweatpants, and black sneakers.

And a black baseball cap.

Finally, he put on a black mask.

Submerging himself into the darkness.

He quickly changed his clothes.

Then he walked to the study.

He took a fountain pen out of the drawer.

This was something he had bought a long time ago just to show off; it was made of solid metal, very heavy, and very hard.

In a critical moment, it could be used as a weapon.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed the depths of Li Wei's eyes.

Clutching the fountain pen, he felt its weight once more.

Then he turned and left the study.

He walked to the door and looked back.

Yang Weiwei was still sleeping.

There was also no movement from Yang Yun and Qin Xue's rooms.

Li Wei took a deep breath.

He pushed the door open and walked out...

Seaview No. 1 was very quiet in the middle of the night.

Li Wei drove the mercedes-benz s65, not turning on the headlights, only the parking lights.

He deliberately chose an exit without surveillance cameras when leaving.

The car sped through the night.

Li Wei wore his cap with the brim pulled down very low.

He did not go directly to the gang's lair, but instead drove first to a secluded street in Luohu District without surveillance.

There were a few small shops still lit up along the street.

Li Wei stopped the car in front of a mobile phone shop.

The storefront was very small, with a sign that read "Mobile Phone Repair."

But Li Wei knew that such places often had other business.

He pushed the door open and walked in.

There was only a middle-aged man in the shop, who was bowing his head, fiddling with a mobile phone.

Hearing the doorbell ring, the man looked up.

But he frowned.

The person in front of him was wrapped in black from head to toe, except for a pair of eyes.

"Buying a phone?"

Li Wei shook his head.

"Need a SIM card."

The man's eyes flickered.

"What kind of card?"

Li Wei said directly.

"A black one."

The man sized Li Wei up a few times and put down his phone.

"How much money?"

"For one."

"Five hundred."

Li Wei frowned.

"Too expensive."

The man laughed.

"Not expensive. Checks are strict these days, the risk is high."

Li Wei thought for a moment.

"Three hundred."

The man shook his head. "Four hundred is the lowest. Not a cent less."

Li Wei did not use online payment.

Instead, he took four hundred-yuan bills out of his pocket and placed them on the counter.

The man put away the money and took a SIM card out from a secret compartment in the drawer.

"It's activated. Use it right away."

Li Wei took the card.

"It won't be tracked, right?"

"A month is no problem. After a month, it's hard to say."

Li Wei nodded and turned to leave.

In any case, he would only use it once.

The man watched his back, frowning slightly.

But he didn't ask any more questions.

In this line of work, the most important thing is not to ask what shouldn't be asked.

...

2:30 AM.

Li Wei drove the mercedes-benz s65 along small roads without surveillance, slowly heading toward Jianguo Road in Luohu District.

Outside the car window, the night in Shen City was thick and impenetrable.

This old industrial zone had been abandoned for many years. On both sides of the street were dilapidated factory buildings with peeling walls and broken windows, and occasionally a stray cat would dart out from a pile of trash.

After confirming there was no surveillance around, Li Wei parked the car in a dead-end alley five hundred meters away from the target location.

He turned off the engine.

He pulled out the key.

He sat in the driver's seat, closed his eyes, and took three deep breaths.

Adjusting his mindset.

When he opened his eyes, his gaze had become icy cold.

Li Wei pulled his baseball cap lower, pushed the car door open, and disappeared into the night.

He moved along the base of the wall, stopping every few steps to observe his surroundings.

The streetlights overhead had long been broken, and only the occasional barking of dogs could be heard from afar.

Li Wei looked up at the surveillance camera at the street corner.

The red indicator light was not on.

It was broken.

He quickened his pace.

Ten minutes later, Li Wei stood at the entrance of 237 Jianguo Road.

This was a three-story old-fashioned brick house with mottled exterior walls. The first-floor windows were boarded up, but through the gaps, one could see faint light inside.

And human voices.

Li Wei went around to the side and found a half-open iron door.

He took out the fountain pen, gripped it in his hand, and gently pushed the door open.

Creak—

The rusted hinges made a harsh sound.

Li Wei's body stiffened.

The voices inside suddenly stopped.

"Who is it?"

A hoarse male voice rang out.

Li Wei held his breath and pressed against the base of the wall.

Footsteps were getting closer.

A Bald Man poked his head out, holding a steel pipe in his hand.

"Damn it, probably a stray cat."

The Bald Man muttered, turned around, and walked back.

Li Wei let out a sigh of relief.

He waited for thirty seconds, and after confirming it was safe, he squeezed through the door gap sideways.

Inside was a narrow corridor.

The walls were covered with yellowed tiles, and the floor was piled with various debris.

The air was filled with a foul mixture of mold and cigarette smoke.

Li Wei lightened his steps and walked forward along the corridor.

The voices became clearer and clearer.

"Lao Wu, stop being so suspicious, goddammit. Who would dare to come here?"

"Exactly. This is Tiger Zhao's secret base; who would dare to act recklessly?"

"By the way, when you went to that jewelry Studio during the day, did you see that female designer?"

"No, but I heard Boss Lin say her figure is really fucking hot."

"Ain't that the truth. But Tiger Zhao got screwed by that guy surnamed Li and locked up. When Tiger Zhao gets out, we'll grab that woman."

"Haha, then we can have a taste too."

"And that little girl, wearing denim hot pants, her legs are so long."

"Boss Lin has given the word. He said that's the guy surnamed Li's woman. When we catch her, we'll play with her in front of that brat, let him know what regret is."

Li Wei stopped at the doorway.

The veins on his hand clutching the fountain pen bulged.

Daring to covet his woman.

They would have to be prepared to bear the consequences of his thunderous fury.

He tightened his grip on the fountain pen.

He looked inside through the crack in the door.

Five men were sitting around a broken table playing cards.

The table was piled with cigarette butts, liquor bottles, and a few knives.

The Bald Man at the very back was the one who had come out to check earlier.

Li Wei's gaze swept across the room.

He didn't see any children.

They must be somewhere else.

He took a deep breath.

The next second.

Bang!

With a powerful, heavy kick, Li Wei kicked the door open.

The five men looked up simultaneously.

"Who the f—"

Before they could finish their sentence.

Li Wei had already rushed in.

The fountain pen spun in his hand.

A cold glint flashed.

The tall, thin man closest to him hadn't even reacted before his thigh was pierced through.

"Ah—my leg!!"

A scream rang out.

The other four stood up abruptly.

Li Wei didn't say a word.

He grabbed the ashtray on the table and smashed it into the second man's face.

Bang!

The sound of a broken nasal bridge.

The man covered his face and collapsed to the ground.

Fresh blood splattered.

The third man grabbed a steel pipe and swung it over.

Li Wei dodged to the side, and the fountain pen stabbed directly into the man's wrist.

"Ah—"

The steel pipe dropped to the ground.

Li Wei kicked the man in the knee.

Snap!

His knee dislocated.

The man knelt on the ground, clutching his leg and screaming, slapping the ground incessantly.

The fourth man had never seen such a violent person.

He took off, wanting to run.

Li Wei rushed over in a stride, the fountain pen pressed against the man's lower back.

The man froze completely.

"Don't...don't do it...I have..."

"Up your mother!"

Li Wei pushed hard.

The man immediately clutched his waist, screaming as he fell to the ground.

The last one, the Bald Man, grabbed a knife from the table.

"Fuck! I'll hack you to death!"

He swung the knife over.

Li Wei didn't dodge.

He grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it hard.

Snap!

His wrist broke.

The knife dropped to the ground.

Li Wei followed up by kicking the man in the shin.

Snap!

His shinbone cracked.

The Bald Man fell to the ground.

In less than a minute.

All five men had lost their ability to fight.

Li Wei looked around...