Want to live? Do you deserve it?
Lu Ping'an's undisguised boyish voice was full of contempt and disregard.
If you are a villain who practices your beliefs, don't be timid at this time.
Want peace and quiet? When you sacrificed blood to your fellow tribesmen, did you ask them?
Those who kill will always be killed. If you don’t have this kind of consciousness, how dare you come out with a knife and go around in the world?
Since you are a selfish person who uses others as bread, why don't you act so naive? Enjoy the peaceful life in a foreign land and live well? Do you deserve it? How many (keys) are there?
The double standards have reached such an extent that I don’t even have the heart to hate anymore, it just makes Lu Ping’an feel ridiculous.
"Let's hit the road."
Lu Ping'an didn't even bother to raise his head, and took a step forward, ready to send Daozhong on his way.
"You, you are not qualified to judge me. I can surrender and let the law judge me!"
Lu Ping'an took a step forward, and the "Red Holy Son" subconsciously took a step back.
A person at the pinnacle of the law order, even regarded as a powerful being at the rule level, is actually afraid of a small newcomer to the law order level?
Forget that pale face, that evasive eyes, full of uneasiness and fear, it seems that the continuous setbacks have defeated his will? In his eyes, "Mr. An Nan" who has been hiding behind the scenes is an irresistible natural disaster?
That hysterical scream threw his original gentlemanly demeanor to the ground. Without the self-esteem and consciousness of a villain, he was worse than a street gangster in Lu Ping An's eyes.
"Ha ha."
At this moment, Lu Pingan was really amused by the villain's death show.
Is this the big villain wanted by the Seventeen States? This embarrassing look of shrinking into a ball is really funny.
". Qualifications to judge? I really do."
Not to mention, Lu Pingan is really qualified to judge Daozhong.
He casually took out a golden police badge of the special service team. The lantern-bearer emblem represented honor, and at the same time, it also represented his identity.
"The Third Special Service Team of Zion District, the ancient city of Changping Prefecture, is safe, an ordinary policeman"
Lu Ping'an shrugged and played with the small police badge playfully.
"This case of yours cannot be handed over to Xia Chuan's colleagues. After all, they have all been massacred by you. According to the principles of police dispatch, I am a police officer in a prefecture-level city under Changping Prefecture, so I have the authority to handle the case."
Lu Ping'an's half-business, half-heartfelt words were actually meaningless. Daozhong kept staring at the police badge. He thought that he would be hunted down by the hostile church, hunted down by the military, and even thought about the reward. Hunter, but really didn't expect it.
police? A regular Secret Service agent? An ordinary policeman who symbolizes law and order has pushed himself to this point
This tiny flash of gold, this emblem of the lantern bearer that Daozhong, the "Blood Feast Boss", had completely ignored in the past, made him completely shaken.
He was thinking, he was remembering, and he was hesitating whether fate really had its retribution.
".What are you afraid of?"
It is supposed to be a safe road for the weak, just moving forward calmly and slowly.
But at this moment, his step happened to be within five meters. This was already the edge of the combat area!
"Go to hell!"
At that moment, Daozhong's original hesitation and insecurity disappeared without a trace.
The previous "weakness" seemed to be all an illusion. If Lu Ping'an hadn't "smelled" fear and despair, he really thought it was all a disguise.
This blow was everything Daozhong had, and he took it all.
The forcibly catalyzed sea of blood has hit, and this time it is his limit. The fishy wind brought the villain's curses and turned into a curse that corrodes life, but Lu Ping'an still just smiled.
"Snapped!"
The blood sea and the blood sea collided together. Although it was only a small circle, the power of the same source still collided and completed the exchange.
"How can it be?"
At this moment, Daozhong, who was gasping for breath, was really confused.
The entire room had been corroded by the sea of blood, and only the area under Lu Ping'an's feet was still protected by light blood stains.
A traitor? No, if it was just this, he wouldn't be so shaken
"Qian Fu? Impossible, impossible."
The "blood sea" dispersed again, and what appeared was a familiar face, but the transparent body reminded people of the old subordinates they were familiar with.
".It's impossible. Everything is over when a person dies."
"Yes, poor Qian Fu is already dead. He died of your abandonment and your betrayal."
Lu Pingan used an aria to describe the experience of this unlucky guy, how he was deceived, how he was thrown away as a shield, how he cursed before death, and if he cursed Daozhong and waited for him to go to hell together
But then, Lu Ping'an shook his head and was too lazy to talk.
It's not that this mind-attacking tactic is useless, but that the opponent's eyes are wandering, his feet are constantly shaking, and a large amount of "fear hormones" are discharged
At this moment, Lu Pingan looked at his opponent and lost his patience.
Perhaps, in the past, Chi Shengzi was a great villain and a responsible seed of rules, but now he enjoys the sweetness of peace after experiencing ups and downs. He is addicted to peace and looks forward to it forever. At the end, he After the dream is completely shattered, he can no longer even be called a villain.
"It's just a poor guy who dares to do something but doesn't deserve it, and wants to find a place to retire."
Feeling his fear and visible aging, Lu Pingan was too lazy to even get angry.
The professional characteristics of the life system often start from the nature of fighting against life, and the most important targets of resistance are "death", "aging" and "disease".
Many powerful people in the life system give people a strange sense of youth. But on the other hand, when they are completely out of control and unbalanced, their "life nature" of confrontation will find them.
In front of Lu Ping'an, this poor guy is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Is he blaming himself? Are you feeling guilty about your own sins? No, no, he was just afraid.
Afraid of the treatment he will suffer, afraid that the "sweet and peaceful life" these days is just a dream, afraid that the "sin" of his hometown will come to his door.
Reflection? How can such people reflect that they have no morals and bottom line for a long time. Only when a knife is placed on their necks can they feel pain.
In the eyes of this "little old man", the approaching Lu Ping'an seemed to be getting taller and taller.
But the most deadly thing is the ghost of his former companion.
Is it slavery? Is it a curse? Reason tried to keep him calm, but it seemed he couldn't.
Daozhong, who has lost most of "himself", keeps retreating, but there is no way to retreat.
"Don't come over here!"
When he let out a desperate roar and turned into blood mist, this time, the blood mist that wrapped around him was also the same blood mist.
"Hey, Liu Chou, are you here?"
Liu cried? Isn’t Liu crying dead? He's not dead? Did he fake his death? still.
Daozhong, who lowered his head and looked even uglier than crying, saw an equally pale and translucent face.
"Isn't Liu crying?!"
Of course it's not Liu Cai. Liu Cai's two gold coins have been used up, so how could he become Lu Ping'an's "ghost".
However, when Daozhong's mind was completely attracted by the "ghost", Lu Pingan stepped on Daozhong's shadow with just one step. The already accomplished Shuchichi.
The gentle arm was torn slightly, wrapped around the "withered" and "dry" arm, and directly absorbed Daozhong's "blood".
And this just gave Lu Ping'an a way to catch him.
"I, caught you."
The face full of fear was right in front of him, and the former executioner turned into a crying and screaming little old man.
"Zi."
The sound of tearing brings the division of life.
Lu Ping'an's prepared several back-up moves were not used, and he easily tore Daozhong's already fragile life apart.
Gold coins, or similar things, have corroded his soul, and the drowned dog who tore off his own tail to survive could not even resist rationally in the face of his destined "retribution".
Flesh and blood were flying around, the mist turned into blood again, and the blood turned into flesh and blood again.
The boy who is also from the life system and has touched the "life force" uses the simplest and most direct way to control (life force).
"Bah."
There was a crisp sound, and pieces of debris fell down.
When the boy left calmly, his feet were still clean and his hands had been put on red "gloves".
He sighed, a little regretful and a little disappointed.
He originally expected a hard battle, and he also prepared many wonderful "tricks".
"That's it, betraying your faith, betraying your own people, betraying your own church, betraying your own kind, betraying yourself?!"
The young man laughed in anger.
He shook his head and cast his gaze not far away.
"I hope the next one will be more powerful."
At the same time, before Lu Pingping left, he was no longer playing with the police badge, but three gold coins.
(End of chapter)
