The figure in the corner slowly raised his head.
With the faint light from the cigarette end, you can see that Ouyang Hai's handsome face is pale and without a trace of blood at this moment, and his eyes are as cold as two will-o'-wisps. At this moment, Ouyang Hai is sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette. Shu Guan felt like a wounded beast.
His body was filled with hurt and anger, as well as a palpitating sense of danger.
Shu Guan had never seen Ouyang Hai like this.
Why did the young man who always looked lazy and calm become like this now?
After breathing a sigh of relief, Shu Guan was silent for a moment, then walked to Ouyang Hai, squatted down like him, and took out his Sanliu brand cigarettes. .
"Why don't you go in?"
Shu Guan pointed to the horse racing pavilion just a few steps away and asked Ouyang Hai.
"I don't want anyone to know that I'm still alive, including your half-human, half-ghost uncle."
Ouyang Hai said this, his voice as cold as his eyes.
At this time, Mr. Wenren and his wife, Ms. Qingjing, were walking in from the alley, arm in arm.
Shu Guan knew that the couple would go for a walk by the riverside to eat after dinner every day. Shu Guan also knew that this was Mrs. Qingjing’s insistence, so that Mr. Wenren, who spent most of his time sitting in the study writing, could go outdoors for activities. sinews.
Mr. Wenren and his wife passed by them, but they didn't even look at them.
So Shu Guan knew that Ouyang Hai had used some special means, and now this corner was an invisible place for others.
As for the fact that he could see it just now, it was because Ouyang Hai allowed him to see it.
"What happened last night?"
Shu Guan lowered his head and lit the cigarette, then asked.
"A tank."
Ouyang Hai said this.
Shu Guan, who had just taken a deep breath of cigarette, choked and coughed violently.
"This is impossible!"
He looked up at Ouyang Hai.
A tank couldn't blast that warehouse like that, and Ouyang Hai had too many ways to destroy the tank without anyone noticing.
"It's a tank, and only a tank."
Ouyang Hai repeated it seriously.
"And it only took one shot."
"One cannon blasted the warehouse to pieces, killing everyone inside."
He stared at Shu Guan and said word by word:
"including me!"
Shu Guan held the cigarette between his fingers blankly, but seemed to have forgotten that he was holding the cigarette and froze there.
Although he didn't know how strong Ouyang Hai was, he knew that Ouyang Hai must be very strong. Shu Guan felt that at least he would not be weaker than the Yuanying realm disciples of the Seven Immortals Alliance.
Immediately afterwards, Shu Guan knew how strong Ouyang Hai was.
"I can tell you the truth, my strength is only one step away from being a land god."
Ouyang Hai's expression became more serious.
"I never imagined that one day I would be killed by a tank."
"...But...you now..."
Shu Guan pointed at him blankly.
"I can be in front of you now, naturally because I have a secret technique that allows me to live one more time, but that comes at a huge price. It was my last resort to save my life, but I used it like this last night."
"...I have actually been dead for a day, and I just came back to life an hour ago..."
Ouyang Hai seemed to be a little excited.
Shu Guan believed that the tank yesterday must have had a great impact on his spirit.
Then Shu Guan's heart suddenly moved, and he pulled out the white Browning pistol from the holster under his arm.
"Is it something like this?"
He asked Ouyang Haidao in a deep voice.
Ouyang Hai's eyes flashed, he took the white Browning pistol from Shu Guan's hand, turned it over in his palm, then pulled out the magazine, took out the bullets in the magazine, and looked at them carefully one by one.
"Where are you from?"
Then Ouyang Hai looked up at Shu Guan and asked.
"It was refined by one of my senior brothers in Shanjinguan. It combines the power of technology and Taoism."
"How about maximum power?"
"You can basically kill anyone in the First Awareness Realm with one shot."
"But that tank can kill a Nascent Soul, at least most of them. Let's put it this way, there are definitely not many Nascent Souls like me in this world."
"Leaving aside the power, do you think the tank you saw is the same thing as this pistol?"
"It looks similar...but it still feels a little different. That tank...has a breath of life."
"Breath of life? What do you mean?"
Shu Guan was suddenly startled.
"It's hard to say, but I always felt like that tank was alive."
Ouyang Hai frowned and said this with some uncertainty.
"What are the conditions for using this pistol of yours?"
"As long as the energy is successfully channeled, anyone who can channel the power of spiritual energy can use it. The power used by anyone else is the same, but the stability... depends on luck."
"What's the origin of that tank?"
"I don't know. That tank appeared on a cargo ship at that time. I can only be sure that the cargo ship has something to do with the Rising Sun people."
Shu Guan and Ouyang Hai discussed quickly, and their expressions became more and more serious.
Shu Guan recalled some things that his fourth senior brother Qiu Yang said back then.
He is not the only one in the world to be experimenting with combining the technological power of the modern mortal world with the power of Taoism. Dahua has it, and so does the Western Continent. And relatively speaking, the Western Continent has made more attempts in this field than Dahua. Go deeper and further.
However, the fourth senior brother also proudly said that there are not many people in the world who can lead him in this field of research.
Fourth Senior Brother is not a braggart, and he will not make such a judgment without reason.
Shu Guan's white Browning pistol is the most powerful artifact that Fourth Senior Brother Qiu Yang can refine that combines the power of technology and Taoism.
Being able to kill practitioners in the first realm of consciousness should be the limit that the world can currently achieve in the field of the integration of technological power and Taoist power.
Therefore, the integration of technological power and Taoist power has not been taken seriously in the cultivation world, especially in the Dahua cultivation world. Since the emergence of this weapon refining method two hundred years ago, it has been considered a Just a trail.
If this white Browning pistol is the limit of this weapon refining technique, then it is indeed just a trail.
But the problem is that now that a tank has appeared that can threaten most of the Nascent Soul realm powers, the matter is completely different.
Especially if this tank really has something to do with the Country of the Rising Sun.
"I'm going to find that tank."
Then Ouyang Hai said this.
"So what about your current identity, are you ready to give up completely?"
Shu Guan refers to the identity of Ouyang Hai Patrol Bureau.
"It's useless. The few policemen left in the patrol bureau all know that I am the real leader of this operation."
"If I go back alive, many things cannot be explained. I'm afraid the Seven Immortals Alliance will come to me and ask me what happened at that time."
"That's why I don't want anyone to know for the time being that Inspector Jian Yan from the Chengnan Patrol Bureau is still alive."
"Then why did you come to see me?"
"...Because I want someone to know that if I really die one day, why I died."
"At that time, I hope you can continue to investigate the tank."
Ouyang Hai looked at Shu Guandao with a cold gaze.
Shu Guan suddenly frowned and said:
"You think this is dangerous?"
"Yes, you know my sixth sense has always been very accurate. I have a feeling now that if I really come into contact with the secret of that tank, I may never have the opportunity to tell the secret goodbye."
"Then you still want to check?"
"Shu Guan, the importance of this matter may be far beyond your imagination, especially if that tank may be related to the Kingdom of the Rising Sun."
"In addition...there are forty-two lives!"
Ouyang Hai's eyes became colder and colder.
"I lost forty-two colleagues last night. Although they were simply colleagues, they were also my colleagues. Many of them had a very good relationship with me. They died because of me. If I hadn't killed them Take it there, they should all be drinking, playing cards or playing with women now.”
"...There's nothing to say. I have to avenge them."
"You know, I don't dare to go to the south of the city to open a branch today because I know that the relatives of my colleagues will definitely go back to the patrol station. I don't dare to see any of them now."
Shu Guan was silent for a moment. He was also responsible for this matter. Then Shu Guan said slowly:
"I was at your home just now. There was a man in your home, a little old man who was not too old in the same grade but had gray hair... He was sitting in your home crying bitterly."
After he finished speaking, the aura of Ouyang Hai next to him suddenly changed.
It turned out that Ouyang Hai today was enveloped in an extremely cold aura, like a sharp blade unsheathed.
But at this moment, the sharpness on his body seemed to suddenly fade a lot.
"Who is he?"
Shu Guan, who clearly felt the changes in Ouyang Hai's mood and aura, couldn't help but asked curiously.
"...He is my teacher, my teacher in that organization..."
Ouyang Hai said quietly.
"So are you ready to give up your other identity?"
"I won't go back for the time being..."
Ouyang Hai took a long breath, as if he wanted to exhale from his body some emotions that were not suitable for him to indulge in at this moment and would make him weak.
"...In the past few years, I have done a lot of things for the organization. Some things I want to do, some things I don't want to do but have to do, and some I really want to do but can't do it. Things... This job is really tiring, especially mentally tiring..."
"...By the way, why are you going to my house?"
"I want to see if you are dead."
"...Thank you."
Ouyang Hai turned his head and smiled at Shu Guan. This was the first time he smiled tonight, but there was more of a bitterness in his smile.
Then Ouyang Hai stood up and patted the dust on his butt.
"Okay, I'm leaving."
"How are you going to investigate? Do you have any clues?"
"I will start with the cargo ship... They probably didn't expect that anyone in the warehouse last night didn't really die!"
Ouyang Hai said as he walked out of Duolun Lane.
"How should I find you in the future?"
Shu Guan shouted quickly.
"Don't look for me, I will come to you if necessary."
Ouyang Hai did not look back. With these words, his figure disappeared into the night outside Duolun Lane.
Shu Guan stood alone in the corner for a long time.
He thought about what Ouyang Hai just said, and about that mysterious and terrifying tank.
This is indeed something that must be found out.
But now Ouyang Hai has gone to investigate. With his ability, he is naturally more likely to find out something useful than if he did it himself.
And I also have a headache now!
Who is the person who pretends to be "Swallow" and kills people?
Now that Ouyang Hai can't help himself, he can only investigate on his own.
Shu Guan sighed and walked slowly towards the gate of the horse racing hall.
…
Tantaiyu walked into an elegant study room.
It was already around eleven o'clock in the night, but the lights were still on in the study, and the owner of the study was sitting at his desk, studying.
This is an old man with a slim build and elegant appearance.
Tantaiyu did not conceal the sound of his footsteps, so the old man who was surprised to hear someone coming in raised his head, then looked at Tantaiyu in surprise and shouted.
"Who are you? How did you come to my house?"
"My name is Tantaiyu. You probably don't know me."
Tantaiyu walked to the desk, smiled and nodded at the old man.
"A few days ago, there was an article about whether the Ji family should be restored. Someone had already told you in advance not to publish the article, but you still let your newspaper publish it. "
"I'm the one who gets people to come say hello to you."
The old man's expression suddenly changed, as if he wanted to stand up from the chair.
But the next moment, he found that he couldn't move his whole body.
Then the old man's expression became more and more panicked and confused.
"I saw that article today and I was very unhappy, so now I'm here to let you know what will happen to those who reject me."
The smile on Tantaiyu's face became gentler. He raised his hand, pressed it on the old man's head, and said the last words to the old man.
"Those who reject me will usually end up dead."
After he finished speaking, the old man's head exploded into a ball of blood and minced flesh under his palm.
Tantaiyu slowly retracted his palm. There was no trace of blood on his palm, and it was still as white as jade.
Then Tantaiyu picked up a piece of white paper on the desk.
There is a thick stack of white paper on this desk, which has been splattered with a lot of blood.
Tantai Yu dexterously turned her fingers, folded the blood-stained white paper into a paper swallow, and threw it on the old man's broken head.
So the blood-stained paper swallow was stained with more blood.
"the second."
Tantaiyu murmured this sentence.
Since the first deceased did not lead out the real "swallow", he came to kill another one.
If you haven't lured the "swallow" out yet, kill the third one.
He would kill someone every three days.
Until the "swallow" appears.
No, maybe after killing "Yanzi", he can continue to use the identity of "Yanzi" to kill people.
Why not?
It's just a good time to clean up Shencheng and get rid of all those who are disobedient and hinder the Tantai family, so that Shencheng can become a Shencheng that truly belongs to the Tantai family.
A smile appeared on Tantaiyu's lips.
(End of chapter)
