The sun rose high into the sky.
The cold wind persisted, with the ice and snow still refusing to melt, and the corpses on the ground fused with the snow, maintaining their last expressions from the previous night.
A large number of constables encircled the headquarters of the Evil Men Gang, and in the courtyard full of corpses at the very center, there were many clad in blue uniforms and even those donned in dark green constable outfits.
They came from the City Guard General of the Western City District.
Following the trail of corpses westward and crossing several hundred meters, the body of Zhang Lang, the leader of the Evil Men Gang, lay horizontally by the roadside.
