The System Exploded And I Became The System

When this figure appeared, the entire party became strangely quiet.

People's attention unconsciously focused on him, as if they were being pulled by an inexplicable force.

In the Ning family, illuminated by those bright lights.

The figure at the door slowly raised his face.

The criss-crossing muscles spread all over the cheeks.

The originally normal face, covered by these thin facial muscles, has grown into a face that is completely different from Qiong Juanshu!

And this... is the original face of the demon!

The previous Qiongjuan books have been swallowed up completely!

In the Ning family, no one at the banquet knew that the guy in front of them was a demon, but just seeing the ferocious face of the other party made them feel cold.

Countless people in Wufang City watched this scene through the live broadcast room, and their emotions also fluctuated strongly.

"This guy is so handsome, his face looks like it was burned by fire."

"Yes, from the looks of it, he must be a beggar. I'd better give him some money. I don't know if he has a payment code."

One barrage after another appeared in the live broadcast room.

same moment.

At the Ning family's banquet, a brand new official robe belonged to the county government official Bao Xingchao, one of the most important guests among the guests tonight.

After seeing the face of the man at the door, my heart beat hard.

This face... is not unfamiliar to him!

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three years ago.

In Wufang City, a big family named Lan Family was burning with raging fire.

As the flames shot into the sky, all the police officers and yamen-related personnel in Wufang City rushed to bring water to put out the fire.

Wait until dawn.

The entire Lan family was a dark mess.

Each corpse is beyond recognition!

But in this fire that was lifeless, a boy survived.

The boy suffered burns all over his body and scars all over his face.

After the yamen personnel took him to the doctor for treatment, Bao Xingchao visited the surviving boy regarding this extremely serious matter.

"I killed everyone in the Lan family, and I also set the fire."

The boy was lying on the hospital bed with a cloth wrapped around his face. The words he spoke made Bao Xingchao frown, then shook his head and sighed.

As for the death results of those members of the Lan family, the appraisal showed that all of them committed suicide!

Although there are many strange things in it, no matter what, a child cannot do this!

No one can make anyone else commit suicide.

The only one who can commit suicide is yourself.

What's more, the child himself is a member of the Lan family and has no motive for committing the crime.

As for the Lan family fire that annihilated the entire clan, Bao Xingchao finally determined that it was an accidental fire.

Because the fire was too strong, the Lan family couldn't get out. Feeling desperate, they chose to commit suicide, but they suffered the pain of being burned to death by the fire.

There are definitely many things that I can't figure out.

But in order to close many cases and get promoted and make a fortune, Bao Xingchao had no intention of wasting time.

In the past two days, the successive tragedies that destroyed the family have made Bao Xingchao's impression of the child from three years ago deeper.

Bao Xingchao was deeply impressed by the child's question.

"Tell me, what is the meaning of a family's existence?"

When the child asked this question, Bao Xingchao vaguely saw countless resentments wandering around the child.

That terrifying aura, invisibly, made him smell the breath of death!

However, nothing happened at that time. Regarding this matter later, Bao Xingchao only felt that he had not had a good rest, so he had the illusion of fear of a child.

I've been thinking about it recently, but the more I think about it, the more I don't understand it.

Now at this banquet of the Ning family, Bao Xingchao felt very uneasy when he saw that face burned by the fire again!

Three years ago, this guy was obviously no more than a child of eight or nine years old.

How come in the blink of an eye, in the past three years, this guy has become like this?

"Now, hurry up, hurry up, don't stand at the door, the Ning family is having a banquet!" Among so many people, the first to react and respond were some handymen nearby.

Holding a bowl of meat in his hand, he handed it to the sloppy guy at the door and urged him to leave quickly.

Hearing the words of the handyman next to him, the man at the door shifted his gaze.

"You have a good heart." The disheveled man looked at the bowl of meat in the handyman's hand with a serious voice.

Then he asked: "But why do you want to become a member of a family?"

"That will breed hatred, a lot of hatred!"

The man's words made the handyman look strange: "Are you okay?"

It's right to think about it. Many of these beggars begging on the street do have brain problems.

And the guy in front of me is clearly that type!

"Don't you hate it? We are from the same family, why are you a servant serving others?"

"You can only serve others throughout your life, and your children cannot escape your fate. Even if your bloodline serves this family, no one will remember you. Is it true that the meaning of your family to you is Do you work hard all your life and die without anyone caring about you?"

"You should be angry, you should be hateful, you should be resisting!"

"Or...committing suicide is a good option."

In front of the handyman.

As this man with a face full of scars spoke, darkness seemed to spread from his eyes!

This darkness spread slowly, covering all the light from the surrounding lanterns.

And the darkness is like some kind of extreme negative emotion, which begins to take root and grow in the hearts of the people around you!

Stand in front of the beggar.

The handyman seemed to be in another world.

It was not his memory, but it felt like his own life. The painful memory information in it was directly amplified ten times and acted on his mind!

"Your father is a servant, and you are a servant too. Whatever I say is what I say, do you know that?!"

There are two boys of the same age, one wearing a silk brocade coat and the other wearing a cotton coat with pudding.

The boy in brocade clothes was viciously pushing the thin boy in cotton clothes to the ground, his words were full of coldness.

"Why? You can't beat me, and yet you're still cheating! The rules don't allow the use of weapons, and yet you still use a stick!" The boy who was pressed to the ground looked unconvinced, with a hint of dexterity on his face. The dissatisfaction of children.

"You despicable servant!" The boy in brocade clothes always did what he said in his family.

Even his father, the head of the Lan family, dared not disobey him.

Now a servant in the family dared to contradict him, which made him feel angry: "If I say you can use a stick, you can use it. You are a servant, so you should admit defeat!"

"I didn't lose!"

The two started arguing.

But not long after, a man in his thirties came running over in a hurry.

The clothes on the man were equally shabby, just like the enlarged version of the clothes of the child wearing pudding and cotton-padded clothes among the two children.