Yan Luo frowned, with a look of disdain on his face: "Brother, you are still considered a feint, can you have some potential?"
"Don't hurt me, I'm innocent, let me go, you guys let me go!" The man said with snot and tears. He didn't know what kind of torture he had suffered before, and now he collapsed.
Yan Luo looked at the paper people: "Are you going to kill me?"
A paper man who looked like a chef scratched his face: "Just... I just played with him a little bit. He is too helpless."
Yan Luo got annoyed when he heard the other party yelling non-stop, so he went up and said, "Shut up!"
The man covered his face in grievance, looking like he was about to cry.
Family members, who knows, they were beaten into pieces as soon as they entered the door, and they were dismantled into parts without even a chance to take action.
I thought I had a chance to win, so I planned to go back to Qian Yulian tonight with Yan Luo's head in hand.
As a result, he couldn't even defeat the paper figures in his coffin shop.
This time it was really embarrassing to be thrown into grandma’s house.
"Aren't you here to kill me? Why do you act like I'm the bad guy? You're being unreasonable!" Yan Luo looked at the man with a smile.
"I..." The man wanted to cry inexplicably. Why am I here to kill you? I am here to be killed by you, okay?
The vagina under this kid's hand is already so strong.
How could I be his opponent?
"Treating your wife and children as a cauldron, sacrificing your parents alive, eating your children's heart and lungs, you evil cultivators are really crazy in order to become immortals." Yan Luo suddenly sneered.
The man immediately turned pale with shock: "How did you know?"
His name was Li Youtian, and he was an ordinary farmer in a small village near the mountains. Although his life was a little harder, the family was still harmonious. But suddenly one day an expert came to the village and said that he could Help him cultivate immortality and grant him immortality, but the price is that he will be separated from the world and will not recognize his relatives.
Li Youtian believed it to be true, and in order to be free from worries, he slaughtered all six members of his family, and then followed the master alone up the mountain to cultivate immortality.
In a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed.
And he has become an evil cultivator who cares about human life and relies on killing people to become immortal.
But what Li Youtian couldn't figure out was why the boy in front of him could reveal his past in one word?
"Don't be nervous, I didn't say I wanted to kill you." Yan Luo smiled and helped Li Youtian up, and even took the initiative to comfort him.
Li Youtian was stunned and looked at Yan Luo in disbelief: "You really won't kill me?"
This kid clearly has the upper hand, how could he be so merciless?
"Of course, if I wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have killed you just now." Yan Luo also patted the dust on Li Youtian's body thoughtfully: "Look at you reckless people, you scared Brother Li to death. , why don’t you come here and apologize.”
A group of paper figures bent down and bowed to Li Youtian.
Li Youtian just couldn't handle it.
What Yan Luo did was really confusing for him.
He even felt a little embarrassed and wanted to give Yan Luo a kiss on the spot to thank him for not killing him.
"Then can I leave?"
"You can do it at any time." Yan Luo nodded affirmatively: "But when you go back, help me bring a message to your master!"
"What are you talking about?" Li Youtian immediately became nervous. Does this guy still know his master?
"When I meet your master, he will naturally know what I want to say." Yan Luo smiled strangely and patted Li Youtian's shoulder.
Li Youtian fell into a brief trance. When he turned around, he was already standing outside the coffin shop.
"Brother Li, walk slowly, I won't send you away."
Yan Luo stood in the coffin shop, waving to him with a smile.
Behind him, all the paper figures crowded the door frame and waved to him.
Li Youtian was so frightened that he was like a castrated wild dog, howling and running around.
Don't tell me, he ran limping very slowly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Yan Luo actually didn't shoot coldly in the back.
Instead, he watched Li Youtian go away with a playful smile.
"Taisui, what exactly did you ask him to take back?"
"It's a word and a great gift. You will know when the time comes." Yan Luo smiled and closed the door.
........
At the same time, Bai Xuanling had just walked out of an administrative building in the city.
She desperately wanted to understand why the superiors wanted to protect a murderer.
So I was blocked in this building aggressively early in the morning.
But after she came out, she was like an eggplant beaten by frost, completely wilted.
Huang Zhiyong, who was beside the car, saw her coming out, quickly put out his cigarette butts, and hurried up to meet her.
"How's it going? Have you figured it out?"
Bai Xuanling did not answer, but took a long breath and slapped a document bag on Huang Zhiyong's chest.
Huang Zhiyong was suspicious and quickly opened the document bag to take a look, only to find that there was more than one document with photos in it.
"A year ago, there was a huge flood in the Long River. Thick fog enveloped the port. Hundreds of fishermen disappeared mysteriously. A week later, the thick fog dissipated and the missing fishermen appeared strangely on the shore. They were in a trance. They were not missing. There were witnesses. The reporter claimed to have seen a headless dragon corpse floating in the sea, but officials continued to investigate for several months and found nothing."
"In the same year, the Qinghe embankment failed and the mountain collapsed. Tens of thousands of people in Qinghe Town were affected, but no one died!"
"In the same year, Shandong Airlines crashed mysteriously. It fell 10,000 meters into the sky and then crashed into a mountain stream. The aircraft was completely shattered and burned. Not one of the 300 passengers on board died!"
The more Huang Zhiyong looked, the more shocked he became, and then he was horrified to find that in these photos of the disaster scene, there were people wearing red robes standing quietly.
Although the photo is blurry, you can vaguely tell that it is a young man.
Red robe? Yan Luo?
Is it because of him that all the disasters known as the Miracle Year were turned into disasters?
How can this be?
How can man-made disasters be intervened by human intervention?
"Do you think it's incredible?" Bai Xuanling also lit a cigarette and said with a wry smile: "But if this information is given by the superiors, then no matter how incredible it is, do we have to admit it?"
"Team White, I have long advised you not to investigate. I don't need to tell you which is more important, killing one person or saving ten thousand people, right? Not to mention that the people he killed were all heinous people! Given this information from above, Needless to say, it is also confidential, this is an explanation to you, and it is also a warning!"
"Don't say we can't afford to offend such a person, even whether the superiors can afford to offend him or not is another matter!"
Bai Xuanling kept smoking a cigarette without saying a word.
At this moment, something inside her was collapsing bit by bit.
At this time, Bai Xuanling's cell phone rang.
"White Team, the suspect Zhao Nana has been found!"
Bai Xuanling stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, then looked towards Huang Zhiyong: "Are you leaving?"
"Still checking?" Huang Zhiyong resisted with all his body.
"Of course, even if I can't bring him to justice, at least I have to figure out his motive for killing." Bai Xuanling hummed: "Don't you want to know why he wanted to avenge those one hundred and eight people?"
If you don’t investigate Yan Luo, you can always investigate the case, right?
Huang Zhiyong lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly raised his head: "You've convinced me!"
