I went berserk in the movie world

Chapter 26 A Trivial Matter

The only downside to expensive things is that they are expensive.

What you get from the bronze treasure chest is definitely worth the money.

These crows feed on blood, flesh, death, and corpses. They can maintain vigilance 24 hours a day and also have a natural talent for destroying evidence.

It took less than a minute to devour an adult corpse, an efficiency that surprised Song Sheng, who was feeding it for the first time.

It's such a small creature, yet it can devour six adults in one go. Does this thing have a dimensional space inside its stomach?

Inside the alley

Some dark red, sticky foam remained on the ground, mixed with a few shredded pieces of torn cloth.

After having eaten its fill, the crow flew out of the alley again and landed on the top of a dim street lamp across the street. It lowered its head, pecked at its claw, picked out a small piece of bone from between its toes, and swallowed it.

After raising its head again, it tilted its head and continued to stare at its surroundings with its dark, hollow eyes.

As Song Sheng tidied up and prepared to leave, a special perspective suddenly came from the crow.

About a hundred meters away on the street, a tall, thin figure was hurrying towards them. The person wasn't walking fast, but their steps were steady and even.

The most crucial point is that the person who came was a familiar face.

Sasaki!

Song Sheng couldn't help but briefly go through the whole series of events in his mind.

Was Sasaki's appearance a coincidence or another form of double tracking...?

never mind!

Whether he wants to be the mantis or the oriole, it doesn't really matter in terms of the outcome.

Since I'm already here, it's just a matter of convenience!

Song Sheng toyed with the sharp butterfly knife in his hand. He looked up along the wall and glanced upwards. The moonlight was quite nice.

on the street

Sasaki walked steadily towards them, pausing briefly in front of a parked bread truck before glancing inside.

There was no one inside...

I turned my gaze back to the alleyway ahead that disappeared into the dim night.

The streetlights outside flickered, their dim yellow light barely penetrating the area.

Sasaki looked around, took a deep breath and waited a while until he was sure that he had not found anything suspicious in the surroundings before he walked into the alley ahead.

Before he even stepped inside, he could smell a faint, strange odor emanating from the alleyway.

It was a slight rustiness mixed with the cool breeze.

It smells like—blood?!

Sasaki's heart sank suddenly. He pulled out a Browning M1935 from the back of his waist, which was hidden by his suit.

After disengaging the safety, pull the slide to chamber a bullet, preparing to fire at any time.

Then, Sasaki walked into the dimly lit alley.

The smell of blood was stronger in the inner room.

I hadn't walked far when I stepped on something wet and sticky.

Looking down, his pupils contracted slightly.

The things on the ground look like fragments of flesh and blood?!

Did those people succeed?

But where are they?!

Sasaki continued forward with a sullen face, and soon noticed a large area of ​​dark color around him. It was not conspicuous in the dim environment, but the smell of rust made him notice it.

Just as I was about to crouch down to check, a strange "ga" sound suddenly came from behind me.

Sasaki suddenly turned around, gun raised!

The alley behind was deserted, except for a black crow perched on an old-fashioned street lamp further away at the alley entrance.

Crow?!

How could there be crows in a place like this!

Just as he was slightly taken aback, some plaster fell off the wall above his head.

Before he could realize something was wrong, he was suddenly struck hard on both shoulders as a dark shadow crashed down from above!

Song Shengka, positioned about four meters above the ground between the alley walls, used the sound of crows to attract more of Sasaki's attention and briefly make him stop directly below him.

After he released his grip, Song Sheng immediately bent his knees and fell to the ground!

With a heavy slam of his kneecap, he struck Sasaki's shoulder bone, knocking him over on the spot.

Song Sheng was prepared and took the lead in stabilizing the situation.

He raised his leg and stomped on Sasaki's wrist, which was holding the gun. He quickly bent down and pressed down, covering Sasaki's mouth and nose tightly. The butterfly knife in his right hand flashed and plunged into Sasaki's carotid artery in an instant.

Insert and pull out, then insert and pull out again.

So quickly and three times!

Sasaki didn't even have time to feel the pain. The intense feeling of suffocation made his consciousness gradually blur. After seeing the face so close to him, he made weak, whimpering struggles through his covered mouth.

After a few breaths, Sasaki's pupils began to dilate little by little.

Song Sheng stood up from him.

Whether this incident was caused by this Japanese soldier or someone else behind him is no longer important to him.

There are only a few suspects.

When I first came here, the person I had stabbed could barely be considered one.

Sasaki, who was just stabbed to death, could be considered one, but he was executed on the spot, so he can be ruled out.

Besides, the students who were taught a lesson by him when they were on the bus before probably didn't have this ability, but if the gang leader behind him forcibly stepped in, he could barely be considered one.

In addition, the financial backers who offended Hansen because of the boxing match should also be taken into account.

Among these suspects, the deceased Sasaki and Hansen's financial backers are the most likely.

However, none of the others are easy to deal with either. We'll find a chance to have a proper "talk" with them later.

Song Sheng bent down and picked up the Browning M1935 from the ground.

I removed the magazine and took a look. There were still twelve 9mm bullets inside, plus the one that was already loaded, making a full magazine of thirteen bullets.

This Japanese soldier came with good intentions to deliver equipment.

Song Sheng removed the bullet from the magazine, put it back into the pistol, and then tucked it into his pocket.

This is a really good thing.

After Song Sheng tidied up, he turned around and saw that the crows had already flown back and were pecking at the dessert.

"There's still plenty of time. Let's eat it all up this time. Don't you know it's shameful to waste food?"

……

Late at night

Song Sheng returned to his small apartment on Xinglong Street.

As soon as I opened the door, the door to the room next door opened right afterward.

Song Sheng turned around and saw Ip Man walking out somewhat awkwardly, clearly having been waiting at home for a long time.

Ip Man was also at a loss.

His son, Ye Zhun, brought up the matter of paying tuition fees after he came home from school.

The couple naturally didn't want their child to worry about household chores, so they secretly discussed it.

After deducting tuition fees, there wasn't much money left in the family. Even without considering daily expenses, it wasn't enough to pay the rent this time.

Ip Man was suffering inside.

With his pregnant wife suffering alongside him and his landlady pressing him for money, Ip Man had no choice but to compromise his principles for a living.