Lu Ping'an's undisguised boyish voice was full of contempt and disregard.
If you are a villain who practices your own beliefs, don't be timid at this time.
Want peace and tranquility? When you sacrificed blood to your fellow tribesmen, did you ask them?
Those who kill will always be killed. If you don’t have this kind of awareness, how dare you come out with a knife and go around in the world?
Since you are a selfish person who regards others as your bread, why don't you act so naive? Enjoy a peaceful life in a foreign land and live well? Are you worthy? How many keys do you deserve?
The double standards have reached such an extent that I don’t even have the heart to hate them anymore, it just makes Lu Ping’an feel ridiculous.
"Let's hit the road."
Lu Ping'an didn't even bother to raise his head, and took a step forward, ready to send Daozhong on his way.
"You, you are not qualified to judge me. I can surrender and let the law judge me!"
Lu Ping'an took a step forward, but the "Red Holy Son" subconsciously took a step back.
A person at the pinnacle of the Law Orders, even regarded as a powerful being at the Rules level, is actually afraid of a small newcomer to the Law Orders level?
Forget that pale face, those evasive eyes were full of uneasiness and fear. It seemed that the continuous setbacks had broken his will? In his eyes, "Mr. An Nan" who had been hiding behind the scenes was an irresistible natural disaster.
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That hysterical scream threw his original gentlemanly demeanor to the ground. Without the self-esteem and consciousness of a villain, he was worse than a street gangster in Lu Ping An's eyes.
"Ha ha."
At this moment, Lu Pingan was really amused by the villain's death show.
Is this the big villain wanted by the Seventeen States? This embarrassing appearance of huddled in a ball is really funny.
"Qualification to judge? I really have it."
Not to mention, Lu Pingan is really qualified to judge Daozhong.
He casually took out a golden police badge of the special service team. It represented the lantern-bearer emblem of honor, and at the same time, it also represented his identity.
"The road of the Third Special Service Team of Zion District, the ancient city of Changping Prefecture is safe, an ordinary policeman"
Lu Pingan shrugged and played with the small police badge as a joke.
"This case of yours cannot be handed over to Xia Chuan's colleagues. After all, they have all been massacred by you. According to the police dispatch principle, as we are police officers from a prefecture-level city under Changping Prefecture, I have the authority to handle the case."
Lu Ping'an's half-business, half-heartfelt words were actually meaningless. Daozhong had been staring at the police badge. He thought that he would be hunted down by the hostile church, hunted down by the military, and even thought about the reward.
Hunter, but I really didn’t expect
The police? An ordinary secret service? An ordinary policeman who symbolizes public security, forcing himself to this point
This small flash of gold, this emblem of the lantern bearer that had been completely ignored by "Blood Feast Boss" Daozhong in the past, made him completely shaken.
He is thinking, he is remembering, he is hesitating whether fate really has its retribution
"What are you afraid of?"
It's supposed to be a safe road for the weak, just moving forward calmly and slowly.
But at this moment, with this step, he happened to step into the edge of the combat area within five meters!
"Go to hell!"
At that moment, Daozhong's original hesitation and insecurity disappeared without a trace.
The previous "weakness" seemed to be all an illusion. If Lu Ping'an hadn't "smelled" fear and despair, he really thought it was all a disguise.
This blow was everything Daozhong had, and he took it all.
The forcibly catalyzed sea of blood has hit, and this time it is his limit. The fishy wind brings the curses of the villains and turns into a curse that corrodes life, but Lu Ping'an still just smiles.
"Snapped!"
The blood sea and the blood sea collided together. Although it was only a small circle, the power of the same source still collided and completed the exchange.
"How can it be?"
At this moment, Daozhong, who was breathing heavily, was really confused.
The entire room has been corroded by the sea of blood. Only the area under Lu Ping'an's feet is still protected by light blood stains.
Is he a traitor? No, if it was just this, he wouldn't be so shaken
"Qian Fu? Impossible, impossible"
The "sea of blood" dispersed again, and what appeared was a familiar face, but the transparent body reminded people of the old subordinates they were familiar with.
"It's impossible. Everything is over when a person dies."
"Yes, poor Qian Fu is already dead. He died of your abandonment and your betrayal."
Lu Pingan used an aria to describe the experience of this unlucky guy, how he was deceived, how he was thrown away as a shield, how he cursed before death, if he cursed Daozhong and waited for him to go to hell together
But then, Lu Pingan shook his head and was too lazy to say anything.
It's not that this mind-attacking tactic is useless, but that the opponent's eyes are wandering, his feet are constantly shaking, and a large amount of "fear hormones" are discharged
At this moment, Lu Pingan looked at his opponent and lost his patience.
Perhaps, in the past, Chi Shengzi was a great villain and a responsible seed of rules, but now he has experienced the sweetness of peace after experiencing the storm. He is addicted to peace and looks forward to it forever. At the end, he
After the dream is completely shattered, he can no longer even be called a villain.
"It's just a poor guy who dares to do things but doesn't want to be a man, and wants to find a place to retire."
Feeling his fear and visible aging, Lu Pingan was too lazy to even get angry.
The professional characteristics of the life system often start from the nature of fighting against life, and the most important targets of resistance are "death", "aging" and "disease".
Many powerful people in the life system give people a weird youthful look, but on the other hand, when they are completely out of control, unbalanced, and have a confrontational "life nature", they will come to him.
In front of Lu Ping An, this poor guy is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Is he blaming himself? Is he guilty of his own sins? No, no, he is just afraid.
Afraid of the treatment he will suffer, afraid that the "sweet and peaceful life" these days is just a dream, afraid that the "sin" of his hometown will come to his door.
Reflection? How can such people reflect? They have no morals and bottom line for a long time. Only when a knife is placed on their necks can they feel pain.
In the eyes of this "little old man", the approaching Lu Ping'an seemed to be getting taller and taller.
But the most deadly thing is the ghost of his former companion.
Is it slavery? Is it a curse? Reason tried to keep him calm, but it seemed he couldn't.
Daozhong, who has lost most of "himself", keeps retreating, but there is no way to retreat.
"Don't come over here!"
When he let out a desperate roar and turned into blood mist, this time, the same blood mist that wrapped around him was from the same source.
"Hey, Liu Chou, are you here?"
Liu Cai? Isn’t Liu Cai dead? Is he not dead? Is he faking his death? Or is he?
Daozhong, who lowered his head and looked even uglier than crying, saw an equally pale and translucent face.
"Isn't Liu crying?!"
Of course it's not Liu Cai. Liu Cai's two gold coins have been used up, so how could he become Lu Ping'an's "ghost".
However, when Daozhong's mind was completely attracted by the "ghost", Lu Ping'an just stepped on Daozhong's shadow with just one step.
The gentle arm was torn slightly, wrapped around the "withered" and "dry" arm, and directly absorbed Daozhong's "blood".
And this just gave Lu Ping'an a way to catch him.
"I, caught you"
The face full of fear was right in front of me, and the former executioner turned into a crying and screaming little old man.
"Zi."
The sound of tearing brings the division of life.
Lu Ping'an's prepared several back-up moves were not used, and he easily tore Daozhong's already fragile life apart.
Gold coins, or similar things, have corroded his soul, and the drowned dog who tore off his own tail to survive could not even resist rationally in the face of his destined "retribution".
Flesh and blood were flying around, the mist turned into blood again, and the blood turned into flesh and blood again.
The boy who is also from the life system and is in touch with the "life force" uses the simplest and most direct way to control (life force).
"Bah."
There was a crisp sound, and pieces of debris fell down.
When the boy left calmly, his feet were still clean and his hands had been put on red "gloves".
He sighed, a little regretful and a little disappointed.
He originally expected a hard battle, and he also prepared many wonderful "tricks", but in the end
"That's it, betraying your faith, betraying your own people, betraying your own church, betraying your own kind, betraying yourself, that's it?!"
The young man was so angry that he laughed.
He shook his head and cast his gaze not far away.
"I hope the next one will be more powerful."
At the same time, when Lu Pingping left, he was no longer playing with the police badge, but three gold coins.