Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

Tang Long looked calmly at the row of thugs kneeling and begging for mercy in front of him.

His gaze shifted, landing on the iron cage in the center of the hall.

Inside the cage, the two girls huddled together, their bodies trembling like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Their eyes were vacant, like frightened fledglings, unresponsive to everything around them.

"Wang Hu." Tang Long's voice was very calm.

"Here!" Wang Hu stepped on the back of Gao Tianlang's head and turned to answer.

"Release them."

"Okay!"

Wang Hu grinned and strode towards the iron cage.

His nearly 1.9-meter-tall, imposing figure exuded a fierce and menacing aura, causing the floor to tremble slightly with every step he took.

He walked up to the cage, glanced at the padlock, and fired a shot!

boom!

The lock was smashed.

Wang Hu broke the lock and threw it on the ground, then pulled open the iron cage door.

"Come out, it's alright now," Wang Hu said in a muffled voice.

He wanted to put on a friendly smile, but his full beard and the lingering ferocity from just killing someone made the smile look worse than a grimace.

The two girls in the cage did not feel safe at all; instead, they screamed in fright and desperately shrank deeper into the cage.

"No...don't come any closer!" The girl with the injury on her forehead trembled, her voice filled with fear.

Wang Hu was stunned.

He scratched his head, looking somewhat bewildered.

He just wanted to save people, so why did he scare them like this?

"I...I'm not a bad person," he awkwardly explained.

Upon seeing this, Tang Long's lips twitched slightly. He walked over and waved to Wang Hu, signaling him to step back.

Wang Hu stepped aside, feeling somewhat aggrieved.

Tang Long stood in front of the cage, keeping a safe distance from the two girls, and spoke very softly.

"Don't be afraid, we are the police, we're here to rescue you."

He pointed to the police badge on his chest.

The two girls' gazes followed his finger and landed on the police badge, which still gleamed silver in the dim light.

Their bodies stopped trembling so violently.

But his eyes were still full of hesitation and disbelief.

"Police?" The uninjured girl mustered her courage and asked softly, "Are you...are you really police?"

Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of uncertain hope.

This question is exactly the same as the reaction of Gao Tianlang and the others just now.

The end of the world has come, and order has collapsed.

In everyone's mind, the profession of police officer should have been buried in the dust of history long ago, along with the old world order.

It has completely disappeared.

……

On the other side, at the basement entrance of the glittering KTV.

A stench, a mixture of blood, excrement, and decay, wafted from the dark stairwell, almost suffocating anyone who smelled it.

Zhao Fan frowned, fanned himself in front of his nose, and gestured to the two teammates behind him.

"Be on alert, prepare to enter."

The three men, each carrying a gun, carefully descended the narrow staircase in a triangular formation.

At the end of the stairs was a heavy iron door with a rusty padlock hanging on it.

From inside the door came faint, suppressed sobs and groans.

Zhao Fan's face darkened.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled the trigger on the door lock.

boom!

A gunshot echoed in the enclosed space, making people's eardrums ache.

The door lock was smashed to pieces.

From inside the door, a terrified scream erupted.

"what!"

"Murder! They're trying to kill us!"

"Please, please don't kill me! I'll do anything!"

Zhao Fan kicked open the iron gate.

The sight before him made his pupils shrink sharply.

In the underground warehouse, which was less than 50 square meters in size, forty or fifty survivors were crammed together like sardines in a can.

Men, women, the elderly, and even children.

They were all emaciated, dressed in rags, and reeked of a nauseating stench.

There were no windows in the entire space, only a dim light bulb that illuminated the numb and desperate expressions on their faces.

These people huddled in the corner, covering their heads and trembling, thinking that the Wild Wolf Gang had come to have some fun again, or that they were going to make an example of someone.

The two teammates behind Zhao Fan gripped their guns tighter and gritted their teeth when they saw this.

"We are police officers from Dongcheng District, and we've come to rescue you."

Zhao Fan took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady.

"The Wild Wolf Gang members are under our control! You are safe."

"Everyone, come out quickly!"

However, his words had no effect.

Most of the people in the warehouse looked at him with the same kind of gaze one would give a fool.

A middle-aged woman, so thin she was practically skin and bones, spoke in a trembling voice.

"Who...who are you? Are you from the Black Tiger Gang, or the Viper?"

"We're not part of any gang..." Zhao Fan explained, "We're the police..."

Before he could finish speaking, a low murmur of mocking laughter rose from the crowd.

"Police? In this world, where are the police anymore?"

"Alright! Just tell us what you want, as long as you don't kill us..."

Zhao Fan took a deep breath and stopped explaining.

You can't believe a group of people who have been living in darkness for too long if you tell them there's sunshine outside.

Unless, you bring them into the sunlight with your own eyes.

"Those who want to live, come with us."

His voice turned cold, and he turned and walked up the stairs first.

The survivors behind them looked at each other, hesitant and unsure what to do as they stared at the now-open basement door.

Finally, a young mother holding her child gritted her teeth, stood up first, and staggered after them.

With one person taking the lead, others followed suit one after another.

They were like a group of puppets on strings, numbly following Zhao Fan's footsteps.

……

When this group of survivors, who had almost never seen the light of day, returned to the lobby on the third floor of the KTV.

Everyone was stunned by the sight before them.

In the hall, a dozen fully armed and menacing police officers stood on both sides, holding guns.

In the center of the hall, the Wild Wolf Gang members who usually bullied and treated them like pigs and dogs were now kneeling on the ground with their hands behind their heads, trembling like leaves.

Especially the man in the lead!

Everyone remembers it very clearly: Gao Tianlang, the leader of the Wild Wolf Gang.

However, this demon was now lying on the ground like a dead dog, his face a bloody mess, his back being stomped on, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

What... is going on?

Are the Wild Wolf Gang finished just like that?

Some people rubbed their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling with sobs.

"Could it be...could what they're saying be true?"

"Are they... really police officers?"

This sentence was like a pebble thrown into a stagnant lake.

Each survivor wore a different expression.

Shock, confusion, bewilderment...

But it seems that a light called "hope" is quietly spreading in everyone's lifeless heart.

Zhao Fan walked through the crowd and quickly reached Tang Long's side.

"Team Leader Tang," he lowered his voice, "all the survivors from the basement have been brought up, forty-eight in total."

He paused, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed anger.

"The situation inside is very bad..."

Tang Long's expression remained unchanged, but his aura seemed to grow even colder.

He nodded, his gaze sweeping past Zhao Fan and across the group of survivors. Most of them were emaciated, dressed in rags, and reeked of a sour, unwashed smell.

He seemed to have been tormented for a long time; even his eyes were numb and empty.

He walked to the front of the crowd, and his voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

"I know you have suffered a lot."

"The people who bullied you are right here."

He pointed at Gao Tianlang and the others kneeling on the ground.

"I'm giving you a chance to tell me all the evil deeds they've done to you!"

"I will stand up for you!"

His voice was strong and resonant, carrying an undeniable power.

The survivors stirred; they looked at each other, their eyes filled with hesitation and fear.

Long-term oppression has made them afraid to trust anyone easily.

Tang Long wasn't in a hurry. He looked at the girl who had been rescued from the cage, whose forehead was still bleeding.

"You tell me."

The girl trembled, shook her head desperately, and tears welled up again.

"Don't be afraid," Tang Long's voice softened. "With us here, no one can hurt you anymore."

He paused, then pointed at Gao Tianlang kneeling on the ground.

"You just need to tell me what he, and they, did to you."

The girl's lips trembled as she looked at Gao Tianlang's bloodied and mangled face. Hatred finally overcame her fear.

She raised her hand, pointing tremblingly at Gao Tianlang.

"He...he hit me! He even tried to..."

The girl broke down in tears and couldn't continue speaking.

But everyone understood.

Tang Long nodded and then looked at the group of survivors.

"Who else? Step forward!"

This time, the silence didn't last long.

A few seconds later, the young mother holding her child suddenly let out a wailing sound that was not human, rushed out of the crowd, and knelt down in front of Tang Long.

"M-Sir," she pointed sharply at a thug, her lips trembling violently, "It's him! It's him! He beat my man to death just to steal my last half of bread!"

Her cries were like a switch.

A thin man also stepped forward, his finger trembling as he pointed at another thug, his eyes red.

"My daughter! My daughter is... is... is..." He cried uncontrollably, unable to speak.

"They killed Old Li! Just because Old Li hid a bottle of water! They're all beasts!"

"They even forced us to go outside to find supplies, using us as bait!"

"Old Zhang only said one word back, and they threw him off the building!"

"..."

One survivor after another stepped forward.

The long-suppressed anger, sadness, and despair erupted completely at this moment.

Each tearful accusation echoed in the hall, revealing the heinous crimes committed by the Wild Wolf Gang.

The entire hall fell into a deathly silence, save for the survivors' grief-stricken cries.

Tang Long listened quietly.

Until all the crying and shouting gradually subsided.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over Gao Tianlang and the others kneeling on the ground.

"Gao Tianlang".

He pronounced the name.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

Gao Tianlang suddenly raised his head, his face filled with madness and resentment.

"I refuse to accept this! What kind of world is this?! What right do you have to judge me?! You're murderers too!"

"On what grounds?"

Tang Long smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"If it's as you say, then this is it." He pointed to the police badge on his chest, and then to the row of solemn-looking police officers behind him, holding steel guns.

"My fists are harder than yours!"

"My rules will allow more people to live! Your rules will only lead to everyone's death!"

Tang Long took a step forward, his figure appearing to grow taller in the dim light.

"The old laws are temporarily suspended, but justice will endure forever."

"Today, every victim present here is a witness, and every tearful utterance is irrefutable proof!"

"I hereby pronounce my verdict!"

His gaze swept coldly over Gao Tianlang and the others, and his voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap.

"Gao Tianlang, along with his core henchmen Zhang Kui, Li Si, and eight others, are guilty of heinous crimes and are abhorrent to both gods and men!"

"Sentenced to SX! Execute immediately!"

Wang Hu grinned maliciously and released his foot.

He pulled back the bolt, and the dark muzzle of the gun was aimed at the back of Gao Tianlang's head.

boom!

Gunshots rang out.

A burst of blood erupted from the back of Gao Tianlang's head, and he collapsed forward, never to make a sound again.

In the hall, countless survivors stood there, stunned.

They watched helplessly as the demon who had once controlled their lives was shot in the head.

Wang Hu did not stop.

He walked up to the second thug who had been named.

The man was so terrified that he wet himself, his crotch was soaked, and he was begging for mercy incoherently.

"Don't kill me! Spare me! I didn't mean to! Wolf Brother forced me to do it!"

"Bang!"

Another gunshot rang out.

The pleas for mercy abruptly ceased.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wang Hu remained expressionless, like an emotionless execution machine, taking one person at a time, shooting one after another.

Eight gunshots rang out in quick succession, like the death knell of doom, tolling deep within the souls of everyone.

When the last thug to be named fell into a pool of blood, the whole world seemed to fall silent.

The survivors stared blankly at the eight still-convulsing corpses on the ground, their minds completely blank.

I don't know how much time passed.

"Waaaaah..."

The young mother, whose husband had been beaten to death, covered her mouth and let out a suppressed sob.

Immediately afterwards, the crying spread rapidly, as if it were contagious.

Some people cried out loud, some wailed, and some knelt on the ground, pounding their fists against the ground.

They cried out and vented, pouring out all the grievances, pain, and despair they had felt since the end of the world.

An elderly man with white hair walked shakily to Tang Long, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed heavily to him.

"Oh, Your Honor..."

"You...you've finally arrived..."

Another man also knelt down, tears streaming down his face.

"Order...is still there!"

"GJ is still here...ZF is still here..."

He kept muttering those two phrases to himself, as if only in this way could he confirm that he wasn't dreaming.

Tang Long looked at the group of people in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Everyone stand up."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a hint of sobbing.

"Tears can't save a person, nor can they sustain a life! After you've finished crying, you should think about how to live on."

The survivors were all stunned. Their red and swollen eyes looked at him, and a hint of spirit seemed to appear in their confusion.

Tang Long ignored them.

He turned his head to the side: "Zhao Fan."

"arrive!"

"Thoroughly search this building and other Wild Wolf Gang strongholds."

"Food, medicine, weapons, fuel, tools... all useful supplies must be registered, loaded onto trucks, and not a single bullet may be left behind."

"clear!"

"Second," Tang Long gestured with his chin toward the ashen-faced ordinary thugs by the wall, "These people, identify them carefully. Those who have blood on their hands will be dealt with according to the rules; those who haven't committed a capital crime will be placed in separate custody and taken back to base for further processing."

"Yes!" Zhao Fan glanced at the group of people, already having a plan in mind.

"Third, verify the number of survivors and their basic information. Return to base in ten minutes."

"Wang Hu".

"Here!" Wang Hu replied in a deep voice, gun in hand.

"The person who brings you will be responsible for perimeter security and clearing the way."

"Don't worry, Captain Tang!"