Chapter 1

In the dark depths of the alley, a high school student around seventeen or eighteen years old was frantically stabbing a man on the ground with a dagger. His school uniform was already stained red with blood, and the man had long since lost all signs of life, yet the boy continued his frenzied attacks, his bloodshot eyes filled with only slaughter and hatred.

"Mu Yan, stop quickly, I'm fine, you'll kill him!"

Behind him, a pretty girl in the same school uniform was crying and shouting. Her voice was already hoarse, but she continued to call out, though the boy had already lost all reason.

"I need to avenge you, Tou!"

In the desolate mountainous area, a strong man in his twenties, dressed in camouflage, held an assault rifle and was crazily firing at over a hundred terrorists. Bullets flew out of the gun, quickly taking down several of them. The others, seeing his madness, immediately hid. At this moment, one of his arms and one of his legs were bleeding profusely.

When the bullets ran out, the gun soon made a "click" sound.

"Mu Yan, don't risk your life. Only by staying alive can we avenge Tou!"

Several other men in camouflage, holding assault rifles, immediately grabbed him and dragged the injured and powerless boy into the bushes at the foot of the mountain.

Hospital!

A man with his hands and feet wrapped in thick bandages was crazily beating an officer with the rank of colonel. Although he could only use one hand and one foot, he had already beaten the colonel to a pulp. His thick white bandages had turned red due to his frenzied actions.

"Mu Yan, stop! If you keep hitting him, you'll kill him. Even your old man can't protect you then. You don't want Tou to see you being executed, do you?"

"Let me go! What if I kill him? It's this bastard who got the coordinates wrong, leading us to drop right into their lair. Six of our brothers died! Six brothers, and Tou is dead too!"

Hospital!

A general in his fifties, with the rank of major general, stood by the bed, sighing as he looked at the man on the bed whose eyes had lost all their light.

"Xiao Yan, you shouldn't have hit Chief He. This makes things very difficult for me. You know I'm at a critical stage, and one mistake could ruin all my previous efforts. Moreover, your injuries to your hands and feet are already very severe and hard to recover. Now it might be even more troublesome! In your current state, it's impossible for you to continue in the Dark Wolf. I'll arrange for you to return and become a civilian police officer!"

"Police officer? Ha ha..."

The man on the bed looked at the concerned general and suddenly burst into a mocking laugh. After the laughter subsided, his eyes were filled with tears, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm a murderer. I was only sentenced to a few years because I was under eighteen. Now, after ten years, I'm almost out of prison. You want a murderer to be a police officer? Don't you find that funny? I want to go back, I want to go back to my mother!"

Mu Yan suddenly sat up from the bed, breathing heavily. His head still ached from the aftereffects of alcohol.

He rubbed his temples and reached for his pants, which he had thrown aside. He took out a pack of cigarettes and found only one left. He lit it and then crumpled the empty pack and threw it aside.

After taking a deep drag, Mu Yan sighed and leaned back against the bed, making himself more comfortable.

It had been a few months since he returned, but the memories had not faded; instead, they had become clearer. Before, he only dreamed about the Dark Wolf, but recently, even the first time he killed had appeared in his dreams, and each time it felt more real.

Mu Yan didn't know what to do, how to get through the next day. Should he continue sleeping during the day and getting drunk at night in the bar? If he was lucky, he could find a woman who would let him vent without spending money, like today?

Suddenly, a clear ringtone sounded.

It was his phone.

Mu Yan immediately picked up his phone and saw that it was his mother calling.

He answered the call, and his mother's worried voice came through, "Xiao Yan, you finally answered. I was so worried. Are you okay?"

"Oh! I'm fine. I was playing cards with friends. My phone was charging in the room, so I didn't hear it. I just came back to the room to sleep, that's why I answered now. Mom, didn't I leave a note saying I was going out?"

There was no response on the phone. After a moment, Mu Yan heard