The demon was standing less than ten meters away from him.
He exuded terrible coercion, a pressure he had never felt from any master in the organization.
Even the Martial King in the organization seems to have become insignificant in the face of this pressure.
Xiahou is an evil, crazy murderer. He originally thought that he would no longer have the emotion of fear, because he felt that he was synonymous with fear, but now, Xiahou is afraid, really afraid, his legs are in the forest
Under the huge and terrifying pressure, Zhi Ming was shaking uncontrollably.
"You...who are you?" Xia Hou asked with a trembling voice.
"People on the battlefield outside the territory like to call me tyrant." Lin Zhiming said.
"Are you the tyrant on the battlefield outside the territory?!" Xia Hou exclaimed in disbelief. As a ninth-grade martial minister, and a cruel and murderous person, he has naturally been to battlefields outside the territory, and anyone who has ever entered the outside world
Anyone who is on the battlefield must have heard the names of several big figures. Among them, there is a man named Tyrant, who can be said to be the most famous among several big figures.
Xia Hou didn't want to believe that the man who appeared in front of him, who looked definitely no more than thirty years old, could be a tyrant.
In foreign battlefields, tyrants almost always wear masks, so many people don't know what the tyrant looks like. However, some people speculate that the tyrant should be a man in his prime of about forty years old, because this age is the peak age of a warrior.
.
Xia Hou thought so too, and now, the appearance of Lin Zhiming had completely subverted his previous impression of the tyrant.
The tyrant is so young!
He became a tyrant at such a young age. If you give him another ten years, who else in the world can be his opponent?
"I was wrong!" Xiahou knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Lin Zhiming, "I shouldn't have killed your friend. I am willing to work hard for you. I just hope you can spare my life!"
"Do you think...after seeing my true face, do you still have a chance to survive?" Lin Zhiming asked.
Xia Hou's expression changed, and then he suddenly jumped up from the ground, turned around and ran away.
Lin Zhiming took the knife and swung it in Xiahou's direction.
call out!
The broadsword flew through the air and struck Xia Hou's calf directly.
Xiahou's rigid body was completely unable to withstand his sword!
The large knife cut into the calf muscle, and then easily cut through the calf bone.
Xia Hou's body tilted and he fell to the ground. Due to the effect of inertia, his body rolled forward uncontrollably.
Lin Zhiming walked toward Xiahou with a terrifying murderous intention all over his body.
"no, do not want!"
Xia Hou screamed, and then the screams turned into screams.
The screams lasted for a full five minutes.
In such a deserted place, no one can come to save Xiahou.
In the end, Lin Zhiming inserted Xiahou's sword into the ground.
Next to the sword is something that can no longer be called a human being.
The most terrifying thing is that this thing that cannot be called a human is still breathing.
In other words, he is not dead yet!
Lin Zhiming turned around and left, no longer caring about Xiahou.
Xiahou's breathing lasted for about a minute, and finally he breathed his last.
Before dying, he suffered pain that he had never endured in his life.
With Xiahou's death, Haihai City once again returned to peace.
The Dragon Clan people who came from other cities have arrived in Strait City, but they no longer need to fight. All the thugs have been killed by Lin Zhiming.
Lin Zhiming did not deal with the aftermath because it had nothing to do with him. He killed these thugs just to avenge his friends.
He didn't even ask where these thugs came from.
Because that's meaningless. The murderer is already dead, and that's enough. If someone wants to avenge the murderer, then he doesn't mind killing a few more people.
Lin Zhiming didn't even go to say hello to Sophie.
He got on the bus home.
Lin Zhiming received many calls in the car, including calls from the police station, people from the Dragon Clan, and calls from friends.
Lin Zhiming didn't answer a single call because he was very tired now.
Opening three doors is a big burden for him. Every time he opens three doors, he will have a period of weakness.
This time he opened three gates to a ninth-grade Wu Qing. In fact, Lin Zhiming was overqualified.
He could kill a ninth-grade martial artist by opening the second door.
However, simple killing could no longer eliminate the anger in Lin Zhiming's heart, so he opened the three doors and smashed Xiahou into thousands of pieces with an absolutely crushing attitude.
Although he is weak now, he has no regrets at all.
After returning home, Lin Zhiming's body finally recovered a lot, and most of his weakness disappeared.
Lin Zhiming walked into the home and found Yao Jing sitting in the living room watching TV.
There was some news on the TV about the attack that night.
Seeing Lin Zhiming coming back, Yao Jing said nothing, but stood up and walked straight to Lin Zhiming, hugging Lin Zhiming tightly.
Lin Zhiming also hugged Yao Jing and said, "I... helped them get revenge."
"Yeah." Yao Jing nodded. She didn't want to ask Lin Zhiming how he took revenge, because such a question was meaningless to her.
"I'm a little tired." Lin Zhiming said, "I want to go back to the room and sleep."
"You...can go to my room." Yao Jing said.
"No need." Lin Zhiming shook his head, patted Yao Jing's back gently and said, "I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a nap."
"Then...then you go and have a rest." Yao Jing said.
Lin Zhiming nodded, let go of Yao Jing's hand and walked to his room.
A night of silence.
The next day, Lin Zhiming got up early as usual, and then did some yoga movements in the living room facing the sunshine.
Not long after she started doing it, Lin Wan'er rubbed her eyes and came to Lin Zhiming's side, and started doing the movements together.
Lin Wan'er looked the same as usual, as if she had forgotten what happened yesterday.
In fact, for children of Lin Waner's age, it is easy for them to forget some things.
This is a good thing.
Yao Jing heard Lin Wan'er talking to Lin Zhiming and walked downstairs.
"Morning." Yao Jing said.
"Morning! Aunt Yao!" Lin Waner said.
"You don't have to go to school today, you can go to bed later," Yao Jing said.
"Don't you have to go?" Lin Wan'er asked doubtfully.
"Yes, the teacher informed us in the WeChat group last night." Yao Jing said, looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "Maybe it's because of yesterday's attack."
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded, and then said, "Turn on the TV and watch the news."
"Okay!" Yao Jing picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and tuned it to the city TV station.
The morning news is playing on the TV station.
"As of 6 a.m., last night's large-scale attack resulted in a total of 57 civilian deaths, including six children, and 412 injured. The injured are currently receiving treatment in the hospital and are in stable condition.
Regarding this attack, the relevant parties have set up a task force. At the same time, the disciplinary inspection department will also investigate the relevant dereliction of duty of the Dragon Clan in this attack... This is the worst thing our city has encountered since the establishment of the Dragon Clan.
This is a serious organized and premeditated attack. The Dragon Clan exposed many problems in this attack. The disciplinary inspection department will conduct in-depth investigations on these issues, and we will continue to pay attention to this matter." The host on the TV looked solemn.
said.
"Everyone is dead, is it still dereliction of duty?" Lin Zhiming said coldly.
"Is he dead?" Yao Jing asked in surprise.
"Absolutely." Lin Zhiming nodded.
"It's terrible." Yao Jing said.
"I'm going out for a trip, you can take care of Wan'er at home." Lin Zhiming said, turned around and walked out of the house.
"Are you coming back for lunch?" Yao Jing asked.
Lin Zhiming had already closed the door, so Yao Jing did not hear Lin Zhiming's answer.
downstairs.
Lin Zhiming got into the car and said to Li Sina, "Go to the Dragon Clan's office."
"yes!"
Li Sina nodded and drove to the Dragon Clan office.
Dragon Clan has an office in every city.
The Longzu Strait City Office is located in the urban area, about seven or eight kilometers away from Lin Zhiming's home.
After driving for more than ten minutes, the car arrived at the Dragon Clan's office.
Lin Zhiming got off the car and someone immediately came to greet him.
"Special matters, the office does not accept visitors." A man wearing a dragon uniform blocked Lin Zhiming's way.
"Let him come in." A deep man's voice came from the stairs downstairs of the office.
Lin Zhiming glanced at the other person and found that it was Zheng Bowen, whom he had met once before.
It was the dragon official who took him out of the Dark Prison before.
"Yes!" Stopping Lin Zhiming? The man bowed and retreated.
Lin Zhiming walked up to Zheng Bowen.
"If you don't come, I still want to find you." Zheng Bowen said.
"Where's Sophie?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Sophie Fei?" Zheng Bowen frowned slightly. He didn't know Sophie Feifei. After all, Sophie Feifei was far from his identity.
"He is the only surviving member of the Dragon Clan." Lin Zhiming said.
"Oh...that person, she has been taken away by people from the Supervision Department." Zheng Bowen said.
"Inspection Department?" Lin Zhiming frowned.
"The Supervision Department is a department that supervises the Dragon Clan. It is the so-called disciplinary inspection department on TV. You should have seen today's news, right?" Zheng Bowen said.
"Yeah!" Lin Zhiming nodded.
"Due to their functions, the Ministry of Supervision has never had a very good relationship with the Dragon Clan. This attack caused a large number of civilian casualties. The Ministry of Supervision felt that this incident was the Dragon Clan's dereliction of duty, so they took Sophie Feifei away for investigation.
." Zheng Bowen said.
"Dereliction of duty? Didn't they see that only Su Feifei, an intern, died among the Dragon Clan?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"They saw it, but that doesn't stop them from blaming the attack on the Dragon Clan's negligence... because too many civilians died." Zheng Bowen sighed.