Cultivation from the top

Chapter 159
However, in the next second, the man knew what the captain was laughing at.

Laughing at my own stupidity.

Laughing at my own innocence.

Laughing is his own desperate.

Laughing is my own self-righteousness.

It was the same two people who cut the man's legs open with metal fibers that were many times stronger than steel and as thin as spider silk.

The man's sprint turned into a slither on the ground.

The face slid close to the ground for a distance of about half a meter, cutting half of the face.

When he looked up, he saw his own arm that had been cut off and even bled dry.

The man who lost his legs and arms cried out in despair.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Not because of pain, but because of fear.

The man who had never experienced the meaning of fear in this way couldn't accept the fear pouring out from the bottom of his heart for a while, so he shouted out in a voice that made him feel noisy.

Will it die?
Which part will be cut off next?
Will he suffer inhuman abuse?

Why would a mortal push a cultivator to such an extent?
Really mortal?

Could it be a big shot above the Nascent Soul Realm?

What is your fate?
The more the man thought about it, the more complicated it became, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that these people were dangerous people with a smile on their faces.

I wanted to struggle to stand up, but found that my legs were left behind, like arms, without any connection.

The man who lost his arm couldn't even turn over.

The aura in the body has become a mess, and even the inner alchemy explosion that does not need to be driven by the aura is affected by the messy aura, and cannot be activated again.

Wanting to use the inner alchemy to blow up the opponent to death, the plan to escape from this body also fell through.

The man is literally stuck in a situation where he can't move.

However, while the man was shouting, everyone did not take a step forward.

Just standing there, watching the man howl like a pig.

When the man's strength was exhausted and his voice became much weaker, the captain walked into the man slowly with steady steps.

"Is there anything else you want to say? You can just say a few words. This is your last chance to speak. It's the last words. Do you understand the last words?"

The captain squatted down, looked at the back of the man's head, and said what could be called benevolent words.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What are you trying to do? What am I going to do with it?"

After the yelling just now, the man finally calmed down.After hearing what the captain said, the calm heart became tense again.

He wants to ask a lot of questions now, wants to say a lot of words.

Whether it is the source of these people, or the strength of these people, they all want to know.

No matter what the details are, I want to know.

At least know who the opponent is before you die.

"This is your last words? It's really simple."

The captain didn't answer the man's question, but treated everything he said as his last words.Stand up, step on the same steady steps, walk a few meters away, and then turn around.

"Wait a minute! I want to know the answers to these questions!"

The man heard the captain's footsteps gradually moving away, so he shouted out at the top of his voice.

But the captain ignored it, and gestured to two people holding metal fibers not far away.

Bring your right hands together, raise them overhead, and then swing them down.

"I still have a question..."

The man only spoke half a sentence, and the rest of his body was kicked one meter above the ground by two people.

The last scene he saw was the captain holding a black bag and opening it towards him.

Metal fibers are then cut in from the back of the neck and out at the throat.

Like playing football, the person in charge of the cutting jumped into the air, volleyed, and kicked the man's head away.

Unbiased, it just rolled into the bag in the captain's hand.

Then, fasten and seal.

End of work.

The captain looked at the slightly heavy black pocket in his hand and said a word.

"it's a pity."

Then turn around and leave.

The two men in black also left one after another.

Only Ling Feng and the only woman were left.

"The captain is leaving now?"

Ling Feng looked at the captain's figure and asked the women around him.

"Otherwise? It's almost dawn, why don't you go and wait for breakfast?"

The woman gave Ling Feng a white look.

"That's not what I meant. Just leave these things alone?"

Ling Feng pointed at the half-dead corpse, the blood-drained limbs, and the park not far away that seemed to be turned over.

Doesn't this kind of thing that looks like a crime scene need to be covered up or simply dealt with?

This is Ling Feng's question.

However, the woman answered Ling Feng's question calmly.

"Can't the police deal with this kind of thing?"

"But the police are gone."

Ling Feng pointed to the location of the park. A huge stone lay in the middle of the turned-up ground, and inside was the policeman who died just now.

"I don't care about this, it's not within the scope of work."

The woman shrugged slightly, impotent.

"Aren't we going to be arrested?"

After hearing Ling Feng's words, the woman paused for a few seconds, then covered her mouth with her hands and laughed out loud.

"What we are doing is aimed at cultivators. What is a cultivator? A humanoid creature that is not a human being. It is not even a human being, so what happens if you kill one or two casually?
Moreover, this kind of humanoid creature is extremely harmful to humans, and leaving it alone will only increase casualties.

See that stone?It was full of innocent humans slaughtered by this monster.

What we do is a good thing that benefits ourselves and others, so how can it be related to crime?

It is too late for other people to be grateful to us for bringing them a safe living environment. How can they be scolded and beaten? "

The woman carefully explained the difference between immortal cultivators and mortals, and classified immortal cultivators into the harmful species that endanger the living environment of human beings.

This is also the correct understanding of being a member of a special department.

In order to protect the safety of human life, that's why I chose to fight against the immortal cultivators, that's why I chose to turn the immortal cultivators into pieces of meat, and that's why I chose to end the lives of the immortal cultivators.

That's right, it's all for humanity!
All for the survival of human beings!
There are no mistakes!
It can even be recorded in the books of major human contributions, so that everyone can worship!
"But……"

Ling Feng couldn't understand why this woman was classified as a human being despite her appearance as a human being.

"No but! You are new to the industry, and there are many things you don't understand. But, don't talk about but all day long, think more, see more, and ask questions instead of opening your mouth!"

The woman was in an extremely bad mood by Ling Feng's continuous questions.

"understood."

Seeing the woman so angry, Ling Feng shut his mouth.

Seeing Ling Feng's submissive look, the woman knew that what she said was too serious, so she could only swallow more intense words and change to a more flat tone.

"Let's go."

(End of this chapter)