I contracted myself

It turns out.

Just as Zhang Ping judged, the Weili Sect was just a bunch of rabble.

When Ma Cheng squatted down and raised his hands, all the members of the Weili Sect squatted down and raised their hands one by one.

The patrol team tortured away those ordinary people who had no abilities, while those members who suddenly gained abilities were sent to Guilou for custody.

Half an hour later, in the detention room.

Zhang Ping sat in front of Ma Cheng and looked at Ma Cheng who was sweating profusely with a smile.

"Name?"

"Macheng."

"gender?"

"male."

"age?"

"45 years old."

"ability?"

"Well... I'm not sure, it's just that my tongue seems to have become more flexible and powerful."

"What do you want to do to Guilou?"

"..."

Ma Cheng suddenly sweated like rain, and he looked at Zhang Ping in horror.

When he opened his mouth to quibble, his whole face suddenly aged rapidly.

He screamed in pain and fell from the chair to the ground, his whole body convulsing and twisting violently.

The long tongue fell limply from his mouth to the ground, and he was already dying in just a few seconds.

Zhang Ping thought Ma Cheng was acting at first, but soon he discovered that Ma Cheng's aura was rapidly weakening.

At this time, Zhang Shouzhong opened the door and rushed in: "Zhang Ping, it's bad, those people are all... all like him."

"Hold on!"

Zhang Ping squatted next to Ma Cheng and turned one of his hands into king's blood.

When his blood penetrated into Ma Cheng's body, he found that Ma Cheng's current body was like a funnel, and his life was leaking out rapidly.

"Sure enough, there is no free lunch in the world!"

In fact, Zhang Ping was a little confused just now. Is there really a perfect potion in the world that does not require any price?

Liu Sishan told him very seriously at the beginning that there is nothing in the world that can allow people to easily obtain abilities. Most such things require the user to pay a huge price.

However, people like Ma Cheng are very active after gaining the ability, and it doesn't seem like there are any sequelae.

Now it seems that there are no sequelae, but the sequelae have not broken out yet.

Zhang Ping tried to block Ma Cheng's 'loophole', but it had no effect at all. He did not leak in the east and leaked in the west, and as long as his blood left the 'loophole', Ma Cheng's life would still be lost quickly.

"Hopeless."

Zhang Ping sighed helplessly and slowly withdrew his blood.

In fact, the ‘loophole’ is just that he perceives it to be a bit tricky.

A kind of description like this. Strictly speaking, Ma Cheng is actually 'burning' his own life to support his current superpowers.

As long as the super power still exists, the horse will continue to burn until death.

"Am I...going to die?"

Ma Cheng looked at Zhang Ping in pain, and asked with difficulty with a crooked mouth.

"Do you have any last words?"

Zhang Ping looked at Ma Cheng, hesitated for a moment, and asked seriously.

He knew very well that the Weili Sect was just composed of countless ordinary people who were unwilling to be ordinary. They just wanted to resist this damn fate.

It’s just that this world is too cruel and has never been kind to these people.

A world where everyone is equal simply cannot exist.

Unless, everyone has a button in their hand that can destroy the world.

"Cheng Xuegong...has a problem!"

Ma Cheng's face gradually turned green, he looked at Zhang Ping with cloudy eyes, and said with difficulty.

"I see!"

Zhang Ping closed his eyes, nodded and said.

At this time, Ma Cheng's body twitched violently, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said in pain: "Excuse me, can you... give me a good time?"

He was afraid of death, but he was in too much pain. Every cell in his body was in tearing pain. Countless small pains combined together hit his nerves like a tsunami. He was now worse off than dead.

Knowing that he was going to die, he wanted to be freed as soon as possible.

"Okay, and...I will avenge you!"

Zhang Ping took a deep breath, and his eyes suddenly flashed red.

"Thanks!"

Ma Cheng showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and then closed his eyes.

A beam of light instantly penetrated Ma Cheng's brain, and Ma Cheng, who had been twitching, suddenly stopped moving.

Zhang Ping stood up, looked at Ma Cheng's body, and said, "Fat man, go notify the patrol team and search for the whereabouts of Cheng Xuegong, the fourth elder of the Weili Sect!"

"Well, I'll go right away!" Zhang Shouzhong glanced at Ma Cheng with a complicated expression, then nodded.

Zhang Ping walked out of the detention room. People in other rooms kept screaming in pain. Zhang Ping took a deep breath, then opened the room next to him and walked in. The painful screams suddenly stopped.

Next, he walked through the rooms one by one, and finally Guilou became quiet again.

"Zhang Ping, are you okay?" Cheng Xuejie asked worriedly.

Zhang Ping shook his head and said: "I'm fine. Although I also absorbed the purple mist, the ability I gained should be related to the contract gem, not the effect of the purple mist."

"I'm not asking that, you know

. "Cheng Xuejie said helplessly.

Zhang Ping looked at the detention room and said seriously: "I promised them that I would avenge them. In fact, they didn't do anything bad. They were just a group of poor people who were taken advantage of, or even... maybe they were just guinea pigs."

He had felt the anger of these people.

Their anger was pure, a little bit like the pioneers of a revolution.

When he was in school, he really considered becoming a farmer, so he could understand the mood of these people.

If he is really a useless level ability user.

Perhaps, he could not refuse the temptation of the Powerful Sect.

Cheng Xuejie clenched her fists and said angrily: "Those people have such evil hearts. These people are already pitiful enough."

"I'm going to see Wang Wei." Zhang Ping clenched his fists slightly and said with squinted eyes.

He walked to Wang Wei's detention room and opened the door directly. He was relieved to see Zhang Ping appear in the corner of the detention room where Wang Wei was.

"Sir, outside... just now..." Wang Wei said in horror.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Ping said coldly: "Shut up, come and sit down, I have something to ask you."

"Yes Yes!"

Wang Wei quickly sat down in front of Zhang Ping.

He was a little uneasy. Although he didn't know what happened, he knew that Zhang Ping was in a very bad mood now.

Zhang Ping closed his eyes, sorted out the information obtained during this period, and then asked: "How much do you know about Cheng Xuegong?"

"Cheng Xuegong? He is a lucky guy." Wang Wei was stunned and then replied.

good luck?

Zhang Ping smashed the table in front of him with one hand. Wang Wei was so frightened that he quickly shrank back. Then the chair suddenly creaked and he fell to the ground.

"You really don't know anything!" Zhang Ping stood up and bent down to lift Wang Wei up, suppressing his anger and saying.

Although Zhang Ping knew very well that Wang Wei was just being used, if it weren't for Wang Wei, the Weili Sect might not have been able to absorb so many ordinary people.

Then, Zhang Ping told Wang Wei word for word what happened outside. Wang Wei's eyes opened wider as he listened, and he suddenly burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I really didn't want to kill them. I told them that the medicine had side effects. I told them..." Wang Wei covered his face and cried bitterly, blaming himself.

He suddenly turned around, walked to his suitcase, opened the suitcase, and took out three potions.

"Sir, the rest of my potions are here. If you have any questions, I will answer them all. Please, avenge them. I can do anything and I can promise you anything."

He knelt in front of Zhang Ping and said with tears streaming down his face.