Burning Incense In Prison: Mistaken For A Fortune Teller

Looking at the heads rolling around in the hall, everyone's faces instantly turned pale, with a look of horror in their eyes.

The expression of the dead Wang Hongzhe was frozen, maintaining the arrogance and arrogance of his life. As he kept rolling down, his round eyes were staring at them!

"Ahhhhh!"

"How dare you kill someone in Fulu Lai? Let's kill him together!"

"vomit!"

Someone anxiously took out a pistol and wanted to take advantage of the chaos to shoot Zhao Yi, but Zhao Wuji moved faster and came to him like a ghost. A seemingly weak punch landed lightly on his chest, instantly piercing the hole. A big hole!

Zhao Wuji struck continuously, and anyone who tried to counterattack was immediately killed!

It's really hard to imagine how the old man in front of me could have such terrifying power. He could kill people at a speed faster than a bullet.

No one dared to act rashly anymore. The shadow of death was hanging over their heads. Those with poor mental endurance knelt on the ground and cried bitterly begging for mercy.

Zhao Yi ignored them all and came to a girl, looking down at her with a stern face.

The girl knelt on the ground crying, wearing a short white gauze skirt. Her plump breasts under the thin clothes trembled gently with her body, and she said pitifully and longingly: "I am not a beautiful girl." People from the county... came to the party only after being invited by friends.”

As he said that, he stuck it up and rubbed Zhao Yi's trousers with his softness.

"Wang Xiaoxue."

Zhao Yi's trial: "The youngest daughter of the Wang family in Antai County, a loser supported by the Black Witch Cult, preyed on 450,000 people in the county. She drugged and killed 17 high school students in the past few years. Under the human skin is the soul of an animal."

"Sentence, death penalty!"

Yuan Shaisheng, who had been waiting for a long time, raised his sword and struck down, killing the beauty.

Everyone alive is scared to death, but there is no way to escape. If you want to pass the exit of the hall, you must pass through Zhao Yi.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."

A cell phone ringtone rang, clear and harsh, which seemed particularly abrupt in this solemn atmosphere.

The ringtone echoed in the empty hall, adding a bit more tension to the already tense nerves. The living people followed the sound and looked at the party initiator, Ding Yuanhang. He used trembling hands to click on his phone, and it took more than ten seconds to succeed. Answer.

The voice on the other side of the phone was very strong, but there was also a panic that could not be concealed: "Son, listen to me, leave the Fulului Hotel quickly, enter Shiwanda Mountain and inform the Soul Captors that someone has taken action against us. From last night to now Nearly a thousand people died!"

Opposite him was Ding Yuanhang's father, Ding Liang. Most of his subordinates had lost contact overnight, and they were not sure for the past few hours.

Until five minutes ago, his intuition told him that something might have happened!

On the way to escape, I remembered that my son was still in Fululai, so I quickly called to inform him.

Listening to the panicked voice of his father opposite, Ding Yuanhang gave a wry smile. The real owner was in Fululai. He put his phone aside and looked at Zhao Yi, who was also listening: "You have killed enough, thousands of lives. Do you really think there is no law in Daxia?”

"Tonight, I am the law."

Zhao Yi gave a very calm answer and looked at Zhao Wuji who was sitting in the center: "Please go to Mr. Zhao and don't let this kid's father run away, but he is a big fat fish."

"Okay!"

Zhao Wuji replied simply, rubbed his hands excitedly, and quickly left the hall.

When Zhao Wuji came back half an hour later, he had a human head in his right hand. Ding Yuanhang's heart dropped when he saw it.

His father has been accompanied by eight bodyguards all year round. They have been strictly trained and never leave his body with his gun while sleeping. But in the end, they didn't stop the old man?

There were only three or five people left in the hall, and the rest were killed by Yuan Shaisheng. The Buddha's light on his body became heavier and heavier. Ding Yuanhang's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked in confusion: "The law can't punish you, can you?" Aren’t you afraid of the Soul-Taking Sect? This is their stronghold!”

"Except for the people you killed, they had to be supported by five or six sects. Are you really not afraid at all?"

"It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yi shrugged: "I'll be waiting in Yuncheng. If you dare to come, it will save you time. Just kill him and it will be over."

It didn't take long for three or five people. When the last Ding Yuanhang was beheaded, Zhao Yi asked Yuan Shaisheng to pile the corpses together and eject a small cluster of golden flames, burning them all to ashes.

Looking at the pile of burning corpses and Zhao Yi's side face illuminated by the fire, he felt that killing embryos was not enough to describe it.

The Night Watch Department has been established for decades, and there have been only a few missions in total. The number of casualties can exceed thousands, and the purge has not yet ended. There was silence for half a minute before Zhao Wuji uttered two words: "People "Butcher!"

Of course this is not a derogatory term

In Zhao Wuji's view, those who killed were all evil people. Although the methods were a bit extreme, to deal with bad people, violence must be met with violence. Looking at Zhao Yi's leaving figure, he murmured in a low voice: "Maybe with his joining, it will really be better." He can complete the great task of the Night Watch Department, which has been unsuccessful for decades!”

The two walked out of the Fulului Hotel one after another and conducted another sweep. They got more information from Ding Yuanhang and knew that there were still some fish that had slipped through the net.

In the end, the total number of people killed reached 1,400, which truly wiped out the power of the Soul Captor Sect.

After confirming that there were no omissions, the two went back to the town.

On the way, Zhao Wuji was a little worried and said: "We have killed so many people from the Soul-Calling Sect, what if they get crazy and attack ordinary people in Jinxiu County?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said nothing, and after a long time he replied: "Then be prepared to be destroyed."

In the past two days, he has not only killed people, he has re-sacrificialized the remaining iron-blooded demons. They are no longer disposable consumables. They can wake up as long as they feel the murderous intention. There is no problem in holding on for half a year.

Unless the entire Soul Captivator Sect is dispatched, it will be difficult to win without injury.

Zhao Yi and Zhao Wuji returned to the small town. They no longer had to go back to the county to take a plane. The night watchmen of Fanxing had greater power. Zhao Wuji sent a message, that is, half an hour later, the nearest plane was transferred. come over.

Board the plane smoothly and return in turn.

My friend rested for two days and could withstand the bumpy spots.

Each night watchman was in a different city. In the end, only Feng Yue and Zhao Yi got off the plane in Yuncheng.

After getting off the plane, someone was waiting for him early, and the driver of the special car took Zhao Yi to the prison gate.

As long as the Night Watchmen perform their tasks, they will not leave the country of Daxia. Except for the special military region, all other departments will give you the green light. This is a silent tacit understanding and a deep respect for the guardians.

Zhao Yi stretched out and looked at Feng Yue, who was tired and weak: "Let's go in together and meet the white jade-level night watchman."

Hearing the words "white jade level", Feng Yue became energetic and felt very unsure: "My master...he is here?"

"It shouldn't be."

He murmured in a low voice, for fear of being heard: "The White Jade level has a surveillance scope, and generally they will not easily cross provinces."

"Not your master."

Zhao Yi walked into the prison and said without looking back: "A more interesting and mysterious old guy. Only people above Fanxing know about it. Even though Zhao Wuji gave him instructions on the way back, I still feel weird when I see him now."