The young man raised his head. There was no focus in his snow-white blindness. Everyone present felt that they had been seen through everything.
Even a strong man at the level of law did not dare to move at this moment, as if there was some huge creature watching behind him and he was in danger.
The fact is, the stronger a person is, the more fear and uneasiness he will feel when facing those blind eyes.
The pressure disappeared in the next moment, just because Lu Ping'an withdrew his "gaze", returned to the room where he had a big hole, and continued reading.
"It's so evil..."
"He's really only seventeen years old..."
In fact, at this moment, no one dared to look directly at Lu Ping'an's twin children who looked like blind people...well, it seemed that they would no longer do so after that.
This may be just a small episode, but it does make someone very unhappy.
And if he is unhappy, many people will naturally become unhappy as well.
So, the killing began.
The "Master Lu" who is always there, the young man who has been drinking tea and reading in the rest room, the "decoration" that "inexplicably" occupies the dominant position in the eyes of the refugees...
"...Ha, it turns out that your blood is also red."
Throwing away the Osman who was already broken into two halves and still looked confused and unbelieving, the young man looked at the motorcade in front of him with a smile.
Just a second ago, the ambush Osman was jumped in the face by this young man.
After a brief period of shock and disbelief, a spinning stone weapon was fired immediately. The furious Osman professional picked up the weapon, and the reckless driver hit him with a modified jeep.
Then.
The bullet collapsed.
The weapon is broken.
People are torn apart.
The car...is still there.
"...I am very economical."
While lifting it gently, twist it into a meat roll to avoid blood splattering on the car.
What happened? Why did everyone die in an instant?!
The farthest gunman’s face was full of surprise, then fear and uneasiness,
"Bang!" "Bang!"
Fear made him scan wildly, but there was still nothing in front of him.
"...Serial? It's kind of interesting."
Unknowingly, his gun was already in the hands of the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him, but the pendant on the gun looked a bit familiar...
"My hands..."
"noisy."
The smiling Lu Ping'an gently crushed the head.
When the disaster convoy came over, all they saw was a stain of blood, and Lu Pingping, who was lying in the car silently reading a book with his teeth... His hands were already red, and there was no place to wipe them for a while.
"Oh, thank you."
Maomao came over and handed over a towel.
It's just that one of her tails trembled uneasily and the other stood straight.
This is the first time she has seen such a safe road...
"It's okay. I'm just stretching my muscles. I'll have fun later..."
Lu Pingan was still smiling calmly, and then he sat in the driver's seat, preparing to drive his newly acquired toy into the convoy.
"boom!"
Well, it seems that he needs to go back to the car to read a book.
"...I'm a little uncomfortable with the settings of the Austrian car. Their throttle setting is very strange. I suspect this car doesn't have an annual inspection at all..."
"Well, that's right, that's right, meow." Maomao nodded quickly, whatever you say will be taken.
Lu Ping'an smiled, stroked the cat's head, and smoothed its fur, trying to comfort the furry cat... Well, judging from the two raised tails, the effect was somewhat
Difference.
Then, he rubbed the cat's face with his hands that were still stained with blood, and squeezed out a bulging cheek.
"Sucking cats is really good for your physical and mental health... Don't worry, I'm quite normal, I'm fine."
"Everyone who is abnormal says that, meow."
Lu Ping'an smiled again and said nothing more.
A little venting of murderous intent, anger, etc. is enough. Since you have decided to pay with blood, cold reason is more valuable than overflowing anger.
Whatever you have to do, just do it. There is no point in shouting and it will make you look too weak.
"Come on, we need to unify our thoughts..."
When Lu Pingan chose to stand up, no other leaders had anything to do... As a "foreigner", Wang Xier had no position and would not be stupid enough to stop Lu Pingan's "revenge" at this time.
"I heard that your whole family died, right?"
Lu Ping'an's words stunned the man.
Just as he was about to say something, a microphone was thrust into his hand.
"Tell me, tell me your resentment on the public channel, how your wife died, how your daughter was humiliated in front of you, the more detailed you can be, the better..."
Lu Ping'an calmly spoke extremely cruel words, and he asked the victim who had just suffered a severe injury to reveal his scars.
The man was angry for a moment, but the next moment, his anger turned into surprise because of Lu Pingan's next words...
"......Do you believe in retribution? I don't believe it, otherwise some people would have gone to hell long ago. So once I have any grudges or dissatisfaction, I will avenge myself. Ha, I know you want to say that we are different, you
It's a bit weak to order a la carte, but you really can't do anything... Come on, press the microphone and ask, ask your compatriots."
Lu Ping'an paused for a moment, and his calm tone was as if he was fanning like a devil.
"...Since you are a weakling, cry and ask your compatriots to avenge you. Anyway, you have nothing, so why are you afraid of being embarrassed? Remember, the characteristics of those bastards who killed your relatives, the more
The more detailed the better, and the more egregious the evil deeds, the better. Maybe there will be a law-level boss chasing the murderer for you thousands of miles away..."
The man held the microphone and tears kept falling.
There was no need for him to exaggerate, his experience was more like a nightmare than the worst stories.
"...Don't worry about someone accusing you of abusing the public frequency. The public frequency belongs to me. The power tower is in my hands, and I am a privileged person." Lu Ping'an was still in the mood, and made a joke with a smile.
So, naturally, the man started his story full of hatred.
"...I am Zhao Donglai, I have a daughter, she is twelve years old this year, her smile is very sweet, very sweet, woo woo woo..." As he said that, thinking of his daughter's smile, the man sobbed.
He lowered his head and couldn't speak any more.
Sounds mixed with crying echoed on the radio channel. It seemed that all the listeners were destined to spend a sleepless night.
"There are others... Haha, it seems that I underestimated you."
Lu Ping'an also wanted to ask if anyone was planning to be the next one. When he turned around, there were already a lot of hateful faces approaching.
Someone's face was twisted into a ball, staring at the transmitter as if it were the bones of the enemy.
Lu Pingan shrugged and moved away from the queue.
"After you hit the road later, you can go to my room. There are communication equipment there. No rush, no rush, everything is there..."
Lu Pingping, who looked calm, left the smoking jeep behind and got into his own car in two seconds.
But he also saw Wang Xi'er, who was waiting for him, with an extremely complicated expression.
"You are fanning hatred and fanning war, and many people will die because of this..." Wang Xier's face was a little ugly. She seemed to have seen the whole world start to burn and blood flowed into a river.
Hearing this, Lu Pingan laughed directly.
"Ha, what kind of hell joke are you talking about..."
Lu Pingan smiled and shook his head. He was really amused.
"...It sounds like we are not at war, it sounds like we have other options besides killing each other."
As he spoke, Lu Pingan laughed even louder.
And then, Lu Ping'an looked at Wang Xi'er with some pity and sympathy in his eyes.
"Child, you should probably go see a brain doctor. You are too stupid... Well, you should be innocent."
After saying that, he patted the other party's shoulder, ignored the livid "boss", and walked away.