3Rd Operations Division

In the rain alley, Lu Xun slit the throats of six people with one knife, put the knife into its sheath, and took out his cell phone: "Uncle Wolf, come here and finish it off." Half an hour later, he was sitting in the back seat of the car, listening to two partners arguing over an off-key Cantonese song. With earphones inserted into my ears, the music is difficult to listen to. The corners of his mouth moved. This is the daily life of the Third Operations Division - jumping repeatedly between losing control and life.