Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

Early the next morning.

The train has arrived.

Just like last time, the platform was full of people, the crowd was turbulent, and there was a lot of noise.

However, before they got into the car, a group of police officers in black uniforms rushed over, pushed through the crowd, and entered the coal car.

In this era of patrols and arrests, there are many dead people, and basically all of them are thick lines, as if the nerves have been forged into steel bars, and they will definitely not be frightened into limp legs just because they see dead people.

But when he got into the coal carriage and saw the tragic scene suddenly, he still couldn't help but gasped, and was choked by the smell of blood.

Blood.

There was blood everywhere.

It soaked the floor of the carriage, overflowed the coal, and deposited some coal ash on the threshold leading to the third-class carriage, forming a pool of black and red blood mud.

This pool of blood mud had a stale stench, and when you stepped on it, it felt like you were stepping into the mud, with a pulling feeling.

Stepping on it always makes people feel dazed, thinking that they have strayed into a swamp of flesh and blood, as if there is a bottomless abyss below, and they will sink into it.

Faced with this scene, the group of patrolmen was terrified, and hurriedly retreated, no matter how much their superiors reprimanded them, they refused to enter again.

The blood on the ground, the smashed and smashed rotten meat on the ground, I'm afraid they won't be able to clean it up with a shovel. They are used to being domineering, so how can they bear this hardship.

But soon, they had countermeasures.

I saw a group of ragged people entering the carriage.

Not long after, the fragmented corpses were shoveled out.

But at this moment, there were crowds of onlookers standing on both sides of the train, looking curiously at each other and whispering to each other.

"My God, what's going on? So many people died?"

"Yeah, he died so badly. Is this the unlucky guy who was run over by a train?"

"How could it be the people who were run over by the train? Look carefully, these people were carried out of the train!"

"Fuck, it's so cruel, could it be that there is a vicious gangster in the train?"

"I just inquired about it, and it is said that a group of human traffickers lurked in this carriage. They stole children on the train, and even a child was harvested and cut off, and his limbs were chopped off. But it was this group of human traffickers who encountered evil people In the middle of the night, a man with a golden light appeared, carrying a heavy iron bucket, and killed these traffickers."

"A person with a golden light, carrying a heavy iron bucket, killed a human trafficker? Don't you want to be so evil, why is it like listening to storytelling, what kind of fairy is this?"

"Who knows, but this method is a bit too cruel, it feels like it's almost smashed to pieces!"

"This is so cruel, I think, people traffickers should be shredded into pieces, this way of death is quite normal!"

In the train station, a group of melon-eaters chatted and shared all kinds of gossip.

The train that was supposed to leave on time was also delayed. While the police officers pretended to search for the murderer, they confirmed the parents of the missing child.

And the instigator of this incident, with ice packs on Wuqing's eye sockets, was walking on the street, carrying a big bag in his hand, looking at Zhang Jingqing who was walking swaggeringly in front of him with gloomy eyes.

The package in his hand was obtained by licking the package after killing the group of patting Hanako. It was full of oceans, and it rattled when it was shaken lightly.

Tsk tsk tsk. Murder and arson gold belt!

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help sighing in his heart. He painted some low-level talismans and sold them in Longhu Mountain. After a year of hard work, he couldn't keep up with the two votes he had done in the past few days.

This is the reward for punishing rape and eliminating evil... Zhang Zhiwei put away his money bag and looked ahead as he muttered to himself.

He noticed that the master stopped at some point.

Just as I was about to ask why, I saw a smoky smokehouse in front of me.

This thing will be punished by everyone in the future, but now, it is everywhere.

See Master Zhang Jingqing looking at the Great Smokehouse with heavy eyes.

"Master, I set fire to this damn place!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhang Jingqing: "..."

"Restrain yourself!"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei, and continued: "What's the use of burning it? This is a rotten root. I used to destroy a lot of things as a teacher in the past, but I found out later that this thing is like bamboo shoots after rain, and it can't be destroyed at all. , often you destroy one, and a new one will be opened every few days.”

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Master, why didn't you kill the person who opened the opium den!"

Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei with blank eyes: "Burn it whenever you want, and do it whenever you want. You are a monk, don't act like a gangster!"

"Master, I was too anxious, so what should we monks say, so that we can be more decent?"

Zhang Jingqing said solemnly: "Monks, talk about transcendence!"

"So it is!" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly realized: "Master, I have realized it!"

Zhang Jingqing: "..."

What a mess!

How can your kid understand everything?

"What did you realize?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

"People are mortal, and some people need a little help!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked serious, and explained: "It means that the world is suffering, and the only way to get over it is by yourself, but some people are too sinful to get over by themselves, so they need help to be freed from the sea of ​​suffering in the world!"

Zhang Jingqing: "..."

"There's a way of messing around, but do you know who runs this opium hall?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

Zhang Zhiwei spread out a hand, and there were tiny electric arcs intertwined in the palm: "Whoever he is, the palm of the palm is thundered, all living beings are equal, princes, generals, and ministers are all the same!"

"Everyone is the same? Do you know how deep the interests are involved?" Zhang Jingqing said: "There are red-haired ghosts, celebrities, dignitaries, Japanese people, warlords, heresy demons, and others. Famous families are upright, if you attack them, you are making an enemy of the world!"

"An enemy of the world?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "From the perspective of my disciples, these people who open opium dens are just a bunch of unworthy local chickens and dogs. They only know how to sneak around and harm the country and the people. They are rats. What qualifications do they have to represent the world?"

"If my disciples meet each other, if they see one and kill one, if they see a pair, they will kill one pair. The disciple will have to see, can this world made up of chickens and dogs stop me?!"

Zhang Jingqing sighed, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, overturned the alchemy furnace, and released the heart ape, this evil animal became more and more crazy, and became more and more arrogant. It has only been a few days, and he is clamoring to be an enemy of the world.

However, madness is madness, but the words are not rough, those dirty things really deserve to be damned.

But some things cannot be decided by violence. The stronger the strength, the more you can feel your own insignificance!