A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

Late at night, the Deputy Bureau of Industry and Commerce came to his mistress's house. He couldn't wait as soon as he entered the door.

"Your husband won't be back tonight, will he?"

The mistress smiled charmingly and said: "No, he went back to his hometown for funeral. I made an excuse that I was not feeling well and couldn't accompany him back."

The deputy director lifted his mistress's chin and kissed her.

"Hey, little baby, you are so smart."

"I hate it. It's not because I want to serve you, you damn ghost."

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's start quickly."

"Be gentle, don't hurt the baby in my belly."

"Hehe, the thought of letting others help me raise my child makes me extremely excited and I can't bear it anymore!"

It doesn’t look good here, the camera cuts to the rooftop.

Yuan Datou stopped here, always turning on the invisibility state.

"Datou, cut over the surveillance video and take a look."

"Good host."

Yuan Datou skillfully presented the battle situation between the deputy director and his mistress in ultra-high definition and without coding.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my wife is still pregnant. She's so dark, so wet, and so sexy. The spirit of the thief Cao will live forever. It's such a pity."

Yuanchu nodded frequently and looked at it seriously. He made up his mind to finish the work as soon as possible and go back to fight Luo Xiaorou for another 300 rounds.

"You wait here, Datou. I'll come back when I go."

"The last general takes command!"

"Hey, you're still a sperm."

Yuanchu smiled faintly, turned into a bolt of lightning, and followed the wires to his mistress's room.

The sword flashed, the deputy director snorted, and his fat body pressed down heavily.

The mistress said coquettishly: "Oh, I hate you. You are crushing me. Move quickly."

However, the deputy director didn't say anything, he just pressed down heavily.

The mistress called several times but got no response, which was a bit confusing.

Suddenly she felt a heat in her chest. She stretched out her hand and saw that it was full of blood. She screamed in horror.

Not long after, the police came, and someone recognized the deceased and was surprised.

It was the policewoman again. She also recognized the deceased and asked the woman who reported the crime with a look of evil eyes: "What is your relationship with the deceased?"

The woman was trembling, but before she could recover, she replied tremblingly: "I, I, I am his subordinate and also his lover."

The policewoman frowned slightly and saw the wedding photo on the bedside. The man was a handsome and honest young man.

"Do you have a husband?"

"I...I...comrade police officer, please don't tell my husband. I love him very much and don't want to hurt him."

The woman looked anxious. She was just too panicked just now. She just wanted to call the police as soon as possible, but she forgot that she also had a husband. Looking back now, if the incident comes to light, her reputation will be completely ruined, and she may even leave the house.

The policewoman looked disdainful, snorted coldly, turned and walked away.

I thought to myself that this woman was probably out of her mind. There was a murder in the family, but she still wanted to hide it from her husband. I really don’t know what’s going on in her mind. Could it be that she only uses her lower body to think about problems?

Before the problem here was solved, the policewoman received another call, the content of which shocked her.

"What did you say? Nine more died, and they were all stabbed in the heart from behind at lovers or at home, and they all died on women's bellies?"

After confirming again and again, the policewoman hung up the phone in shock, frowning.

This reminded her of the tragedy of the Du family being wiped out not long ago. They were also killed with sharp weapons and their throats were sealed with a sword. Maybe the murderer this time is the same person or the same group of people as last time, and they are all knife masters.

Before his thoughts returned to reality, the phone rang again.

"What? Another hospital? Another throat-cutting?"

She felt trembling all over, and she didn't know whether she was angry or frightened.

Another wounded person had his throat cut just now in the hospital. It was initially determined that the deceased was the vice president of Daifuku.

"Dafu, Dafu, Luo Xiaorou...in the early Yuan Dynasty!"

The policewoman gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. Her sixth sense told her that there was definitely something wrong with this Yuanchu.

......

Yuan Datou landed on the rooftop of the small villa,

At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty, he was about to go back to his room to vent his anger to Luo Xiaorou, but suddenly he thought that there seemed to be some unfinished tasks today.

"I almost forgot to kill a chicken to worship heaven. I promised to eat chicken tonight. How can I break my promise?"

So he came to a deserted empty space again and released the Yuanlong.

"Let's go, good luck. Let's eat chicken tonight."

The Yuanlong turned on its stealth mode, soared into the sky, and flew out of the city in the blink of an eye.

The fighter jets flew across the Xiaori Islands, and Yuan Chu glanced below.

It is said that a big city has a population of more than three million. It doesn't matter what it is called.

"Yuanlong, give them a zero duck egg."

"As you command, Master!"

The celebration was staged again, white powder was flying, and they left reluctantly.

After a minute, everything calmed down.

"Mission accomplished, more than 318 million enemies were killed this time."

"Huh? Didn't it say there are 370 million people? Where are the rest?"

"Master, the rest have fled the city in advance."

"Oh, it's easier for them. Next time I ask Fourth Master to get me a batch of nuclear bombs, I will make them endangered animals."

"Master, nuclear bombs are too polluting and have been eliminated long ago. It is recommended to use poison gas bombs, which are low-cost, have a large killing range, and have little environmental pollution."

"Oh, it turns out there are poisonous gas bombs. This thing is good. There is an old saying: Fallen red is not a heartless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect flowers. Let the little days turn into fertilizer for the land, which can be regarded as atonement for their ancestors."

Yuanchu smiled faintly, turned around and flew to the capital.

It didn’t take long for the entire network to explode.

Netizens who had been sitting in front of their computers waiting for the news were no longer calm and became extremely lively in an instant.

"Updated, updated! Huang Bin is gone!"

"The latest news, the chicken-killing hero did not disappoint us, the city with a population of more than 3 million is gone!"

"It's so scary. More than three million people are killed at will. It's like a devil, but I like it!"

"Good guy, it's worth it that I waited all day and night, and finally it's here. I can have a good sleep in peace of mind."

"Same as above, I haven't slept all night either. I was very sleepy at first, but now I am too excited to sleep."

"Brother is indeed a man who keeps his promises. I, King Dachui, will bow down to you again!"

The Internet was filled with cheers, and many celebrities threw flowers in secret to celebrate.

This is probably the happiest moment for Chinese people in the past century, happier than the Chinese New Year.

However, there are always people who disagree with everything. For example, if shit is edible, some people will definitely say it tastes good.

So the Jingri faction really jumped out to mourn again, denouncing the bloodless massacre as inhumane and more hateful than the devil.

They have asked all major countries to take up their responsibilities, find out the real culprit, and seek justice for Xiaoli.

Some experts suggest that revenge for the small day will be conducive to the friendship between the two countries, the development of our education, the progress of the aerospace industry, and the circulation of seafood products.

Some big stars also spoke, saying that the truth must be found out and the murderer severely punished. The devil cannot be allowed to go unpunished and justice must be given to countless wronged souls.

The strange thing is that this time, many wealthy people also expressed their support and issued articles denounced the murderer as crazy and will face retribution sooner or later.

For these precious minutes, netizens will naturally not miss the opportunity to criticize them.

The real murderer? Isn't it in Washington? Just go check it out.

There are also bullshit suggestions from experts. If the blood feud has not been avenged, how can we talk about friendship? What you mean by being beneficial to education is vigorously promoting poisonous textbooks? Does aerospace progress mean sending children to the space station? Do you want to poison your compatriots by allowing seafood products to circulate? No, you are now the lackeys of Xiaoli, not our compatriots.

There was another wave of yelling and cursing on the Internet, one wave after another, and it was simply louder than the noise of a war.