On the same day, Yan Donglai sent someone to find a painter, who was said to have been recommended by the police. This painter is often asked by the police to help hand-paint the portrait of the suspect, and his painting skills are very superb.

According to Sun Qing's depiction, the painter spent more than an hour drawing the appearance of the double-knife killer, and after several revisions on the way, he tried his best to get close to the appearance in Sun Qing's mind.

After Sun Qing finally nodded to confirm that it was about the same, Yan Dong took a look at the portrait, the man on the portrait was not special, but his eyes were slender and sharp, but if he was thrown in the crowd, it would not attract too much attention.

After a brief look, Yan Donglai took the portrait that was already eight or nine inseparable and asked people to copy it, and then distributed it in various districts of the East China Sea, searched the whole city, and offered a high reward, as long as the whereabouts of the person in the painting were found, one million would be rewarded, and the person who cut off his head would be rewarded with five million!

Obviously, this time the king of the East China Sea was obviously really angry, and with his order, the underground world of the East China Sea acted instantly. Various inns, hotels, night clubs, food stalls...... Gradually, they all received notices, and the various airports and railway stations in the East China Sea did not know when there were some cold-eyed men wandering around. Even those unruly ruffians walked down the street with their eyes a little brighter.

I have to admit that sometimes the pursuit warrants of these gangsters are much more effective than the police's wanted warrants, as long as the double-knife killer is still in the East China Sea, it may only be a matter of time before his whereabouts are exposed.

Tens of millions of people in the East China Sea, although Yan Donglai's energy is amazing, but as long as the remnant of the sin is patient and does not show up in a certain corner, it is not easy to find him out, Li Futu also got a portrait, he naturally will not wait for the news of Yan Donglai, after returning to the Spring and Autumn Mansion, he directly sent the portrait back to the underworld, the underworld has the world's top hacker team, with the technology of those hackers, through their global face recognition system, as long as the double knife killer has social activities is not a shadow, it should not be too difficult to find out his identity。

At eight o'clock in the evening, Li Futu's mobile phone rang, he glanced at the phone, but it was not connected, and then turned on the computer, typed in a series of English letters, and logged in to a web page. When prompted to need access, he entered a complex password again.

Then the web page jumped, and the screen became black for a moment, and the homepage displayed several blood-colored words that seemed to be handwritten.

Welcome to the underworld.

An eerie aura seemed to penetrate the computer screen.

In less than a moment, a video popped up automatically.

"Emperor Yan. ”

The man who appeared in the video was dressed in a white robe, with complex lines of pale gold printed on the white robe, his complexion was as pale as snow, and what was even more shocking was that his long hair and eyebrows were also snow-white, with that handsome face, he looked like an ancient legend-like figure.

In this kind of dress, there is no second person in the international underground society.

Difu, white impermanence!

Li Futu nodded, "Cleared up?"

"The great families of the Wa Kingdom have a long tradition of cultivating the dead of their families, and they will collect orphans from all over the country every once in a while, and if the number is not enough, they will send people to other countries to look for them. In order to save time and energy, there is no shortage of people who directly kill their parents and then take their children back to China, teach them killing techniques from an early age, and then let them kill each other, screen out good seeds layer by layer through cruel competitive means, and then brainwash, after the brainwashing is successful, if they can live to adulthood, they will be given a family surname and become a glorious family die. ”

Obviously, this so-called dead man is, to put it bluntly, a soulless killing machine.

"So, the person in the portrait is the dead man of the Fujiwara family?"

"That's right, his name is Fujiwara Blade, he is good at using double knives, he is famous in Yakuza and has dealt with many things that cannot be put on the table for the Fujiwara family, but he suddenly disappeared in the Japanese country two years ago. ”

"Fujiwara Blade ......"

Li Futu pondered silently, and then asked, "How is the strength?"

"It's the same as a ghost. ”

Like Cui Pan, the urging judge, Bai Wuchang's tone did not have any emotional fluctuations from beginning to end.

In the rank of the underworld, under the face of the bull and the horse, he is the ghost king, and after the ghost king, he is the ghost envoy.

It seems that the strength of this Fujiwara blade is really good.

"Emperor Yan, do you want to issue a sentence to the Fujiwara family?"

When he said this, a trace of fluctuation finally appeared in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and a brilliance flashed in his eyes, terrifying and demonic, it was a desire for blood.

Now that the situation in the international underground society is gradually stabilizing, and all major forces are developing steadily, no one wants to easily start a war. As the Bai Impermanence of the Underworld, he has rarely had a chance to make a move, the bloodthirsty gene in his bones has been suppressed for too long, and he longs to be released.

The word order was issued, and the door was slaughtered.

This is a well-known proverb in the international underworld.

Since the establishment of the prefecture, a total of five orders have been issued. Every time, it is accompanied by blood and corpse scars all over the field, and it can be said that those who have seen the sentence have already gone to hell. Bai Wuchang meant that he was obviously asking whether to start a war with the Fujiwara family.

When Hell is full, the dead will return.

As long as Emperor Yan nodded slightly, he would be able to lead the people of the underworld to descend on the Wa Kingdom and set off a bloody feast!

The people of the underworld will never care who their opponents are. Out of the underworld, to the underworld, death is a perfect home for them. That's what scares them the most.

This is a group of madmen who live to harvest souls, a group of ghosts who should not exist in the world!

Li Futu naturally saw the longing in Bai Wuchang's eyes, and at that moment, a strong impulse also surged in his heart, and his pupils gradually became blood-red.

As the leader of the underworld, if you talk about bloodthirsty desires, it is estimated that no one is stronger than him, but in the end he still restrained it.

Once the order is issued, it means that he will regain the identity of Emperor Yan and say goodbye to everything here.

Thinking of Shen Yanni, Yan Donglai, Su Yuan, He Caiwei, Mu Yudie...... With those vivid faces, the blood in Li Futu's eyes slowly dissipated, and his eyes gradually returned to clarity.

He hasn't enjoyed enough of this peaceful life.

"It's not time to ...... yet"

Li Futu muttered, not knowing whether to say it to Bai Wuchang or to himself.

Bai Wuchang's eyes turned into the original dead silence again.

Just as Li Futu was about to turn off the video call, Bai Wuchang suddenly spoke again: "Emperor Yan, there's news... I think you should be told. ”

There was an incredible hesitation in Bai Wuchang's tone.

Li Futu couldn't help frowning: "What news?"

Through the screen, Li Futu could see that Bai Wuchang's eyes had become extremely strange in an instant.

"Meng Po... It seems to have gone to the Dragon Country. ”