Tonight's wind is very noisy, and the people in the wind are cold in blood and cold in their eyes.

That night, a wild beast broke into the town of Pumice Stone, and it bared its teeth and claws, and ran in all directions.

Once again, the flames and explosions are playing out in the town of Pumstone.

Another ruin, with fine scraps of paper melting in the fire.

"The Devil...... The Devil ......"

The pot-bellied man was dragged into the fire like a dead dog, his eyes blank, staring at the sky in a daze, his soul seemed to be no longer in this body.

The only thing left of this body is the constant repetition of the word 'devil'.

No, this statement is not accurate, because with a strong wave of the arm of the figure dragging him, his whole person was thrown directly into the fire, and in an instant, an indescribable scream reached the depths of the starry sky.

"Ahhhh

Killing a living person like this, only the original 'devil' and the legendary 'demon' would be so brutal.

However, under the reflection of the firelight, this figure did not have any devilish appearance.

The outline of the knife and axe, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, look like a pig's foot from a martial arts drama, and it is also a pig's foot on the right side of the rivers and lakes.

His behavior was not in the slightest match for his appearance—at least to outsiders who didn't know what he was doing.

"Noise. ”

He snorted coldly at the constant noise of the fat tumbling in the fire, and at the same time tapped his toes on the ground, kicking a stone into the ground.

The stone hovered slightly in front of him, and then it shot like a bullet into the fire, into the body of the 'fat meat'.

The 'fatty' shuddered violently in the fire for the last time, and then stopped moving.

The man at the fire looked up, his face unfamiliar because there was no expression on it, but there was no doubt about it—

He is Mo Xie.

It's not the guy who even raises the sword in his hand to meet the enemy, and needs to consider whether the sword is facing the ground or the sword is raised flat, but a Mo Xie who tortures the living person to numb and throws the other party into the fire.

He tortured the Fat Pig to get the information he needed, and he threw the Fat Pig into the fire because he didn't ask for the information he needed.

What he wanted to know was simple, that is, who was behind all the actions against the orphanage, and what was the purpose of that person.

It is common to trample on the dignity and lives of the lower classes for the sake of a piece of land, and the black hands behind the scenes range from small department employees to high-ranking mayors and governors.

Mo Xie didn't believe the words of the old man in the hospital, he let him go just because the old man was innocent.

But the fat man who was now lying in the fire was innocent, as evidenced by his fat body, and by his title.

Manager of Yuanhui Construction Company.

The company's logo is printed on the machinery and sheds that have not been removed outside the ruins of the orphanage.

"Next. ”

It doesn't matter who gave the order or did it, as long as all the miscellaneous pieces that coveted the land of the orphanage were uncovered, then there is no doubt that those who did it would also be among them.

Killing one is also killing, killing ten is also killing, and it doesn't matter if you are evil.

The roar of fire trucks and police cars has sounded in the distance, Mo Ye escaped into the night, tonight's Pushi Town has endless fires, endless police, and endless corpses, compared to rushing up to directly send those police officers a regiment to be wiped out, tonight's Mo Ye prefers to walk them around.

"There's a fire on West Street!

In the lead of the many police cars was the injured Officer Zhou, who was sitting in the back seat in an extremely sad looking position, pouting half of his buttocks.

There are not many big people in the town tonight, and there are real powerhouses in the town with them, so when they encounter the current situation where there is an enemy malicious sabotage in the town (Officer Zhou's opinion), they can only follow each other's butts in such humiliation and keep cleaning up the mess.

"There's still no news from Ma Ye's side?"

He shouted at the communicator, and his wound ached from the jolting of the car, but his tone was still calm, as if he didn't feel the slightest pain.

"Not yet, but there is such a big movement in the town, and Ma Ye's movements are estimated to be fast. ”

The police officer driving in the front seat was a middle-aged man, and the police uniform on his body was a little ill-fitting, no, it should be said that his temperament did not fit his clothes.

He should have been wearing a long gown.

He clearly should be a scribe in a long shirt with a book in hand, not a police driver holding a steering wheel.

But he is indeed a driver, if he hadn't come to drive this car tonight, Officer Zhou would never have sat in the car, and it was precisely because he was sitting in the driver's seat that Officer Zhou's voice would be so steady.

"Don't worry, there are no remnants of spiritual power in the town, and it's just an ordinary gang of thugs who are making trouble tonight. ”

He said lightly.

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The Zhou family's complex was built around the high mountain that haunted the white clouds, and that mountain contained spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy here was much higher than that of the outside world - of course, this was only an implicit statement, if the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy in an ordinary environment was 1, then the concentration here was 10.

This concentration of aura has just reached the bottom line that allows people to practice () A person with cultivation stays in this environment and does not deliberately control it, and the power in his body will not be lost to the general environment, and such an environment is the 'bottom line'. But such a place is already a rare holy place in the cultivation realm today.

Zhou Ba's residence is located in a shaft at the foot of the mountain, and the earth is born with the ability to hinder the loss of spiritual power, although this ability is not very significant, but it is natural, and there is no need to maintain it without knowing the formation. This is one of the reasons why spiritual veins exist underground.

There are very few cultivators in the new era who choose to live in the deep mountains and old forests, most of them dig underground, and one by one they have become 'cavemen'.

For cultivators, in this era, every bit of aura is extremely valuable.

However, for other things, such as money, in the eyes of cultivators, it is not much different from dung.

Therefore, Zhou Ba's underground residence is extremely luxurious, although it has not yet reached the level of 'gold brick paving', there are still carved railings and jade masonry.

Thousands of pieces of jade stone were built into Zhou Ba's cultivation room, and all kinds of brilliance flowed in it, making people dazzled.

Jade has light and spirit, these are not ordinary goods, if ordinary people are destined to get a piece of it, it is enough to live a stable life, even if the so-called leaders on the table can get a piece, they have to be carried and carried.

However, whether it is Zhou Ba or Lin Ming, they have no intention of cherishing these beautiful jades.

"Boom!"

Relying on the memories obtained from Zhou Ba's mind to open the door of the cave, Lin Ming began to smash the floor as soon as he entered the door.

"Bang Bang!"

The jade shavings were flying, and in Lin Ming's hand was a sledgehammer, and it could be seen that everything he was doing at the moment was premeditated.

What is he going to do?