Hu Bin's True Body

In Haidian District, Imperial Capital City

Not long ago, the middle-aged man who had been wandering the streets in a daze, nearly struck by a large truck before Hu Bin saved him, had returned to his rented apartment of less than fifty square meters, reeking of garbage and filled with takeaway boxes.

From the moment he entered, the room was covered in yellow talismans of unknown origin. The man took shattered mirror fragments from a long-sealed suitcase and glued them back together, finally looking at himself in the mirror, especially focusing his gaze on his shoulders.

After confirming that there was nothing there, an expression of extreme excitement immediately appeared on his face.

He then picked up a shovel from the corner and smashed open the kitchen wall. A completely decomposed female corpse fell out from inside the wall, its bones scattering across the floor.

"Ha ha, you bitch, you're finally completely dead! Ha ha..." The man stomped hard on the scattered remains, venting the resentment he had accumulated over the years.

Zhang Chen tore open a spatial passage and stood before the two of them.

His left hand tightly gripped the right arm Hu Bin had swung down with full force, but Hu Bin's monstrous strength made Zhang Chen's left arm tremble continuously, as though he were about to lose his grip.

"Captain, weren't you staying out of this?"

Hu Bin's tone had completely changed. He sounded like an executioner from hell tormenting sinners, his voice carrying a bone-chilling feeling. He was utterly different from the plain, honest, and simple-minded image Zhang Chen had held of him before.

"Didn't I tell you not to kill people?" Zhang Chen's left hand was already beginning to lose its hold on Hu Bin.

At that moment, a figure flashed past.

"Clang!"