As early as when he put on the human skin mask and sent out the Yama Lotti, Jiang Mubai had already expected that there would be such a day, when he put the gold coins and gold bars in his bag, he also thought that it might attract the attention of some people.

But there are some things that have to be done.

After the fall of the Blood Knife Gang, Rotten Ding Gan became a lonely ghost, Shen Hong escorted him to the police station, trying to force him to be a tainted witness, but gave him a chance to get out of the Ye family's control.

After breaking out of the police station, he was on the state's wanted list, but he was not arrested for a long time, maybe he has flown away, maybe he is still in the state, waiting for a chance to take revenge.

Jiang Mubai couldn't live forever under the protection of his master and brother, so he had to cross the second level of martial arts as soon as possible.

If you don't quench your body for a day, you won't be able to feel at ease for a day.

According to his plan, at the end of this trip, he must have the strength to be no weaker than the rotten top will.

This is not impossible, the difference between the realm is still better than the moat, but as long as the moat is passed, there is a flat river behind it, but this majestic avenue has to be paved with gold.

The elixir medicinal bath required to quench the body is worth a lot of money, and after quenching the body, it needs to spend a lot of resources to assist in cultivation, Juying Pavilion is not a giant baby pavilion, Jiang Mubai has already received the favor of his master, and he must no longer reach out to ask for money like his master and brother, so he can only cash out the spoils of the Extermination Blood Knife Gang.

If the stolen goods are sold in Dingwu, they will definitely attract the attention of the Ye family. No matter how many hands you pass in the middle, there are traces to follow, and doing so is tantamount to confessing your identity as a ranger.

Therefore, Jiang Mubai decided to bring the stolen goods to Yedu to sell, with the size of Yedu Pawnshop Street, a few gold bars are not worth mentioning. It's just that he didn't expect the airport security inspector to make a big fuss, and he didn't expect the secret police to be so concerned about him as a small person.

Strictly speaking, the results of the photo comparison cannot be used as evidence, and even if Alex finds gold bars from Jiang Mubai's pocket, it cannot prove that he is the criminal who committed the serial murder case.

However, the secret police do not need direct evidence to handle the case, and reasoning with the leader of the secret police is like telling a joke.

Jiang Mubai thought to himself that he didn't have the strength to flip the table and cut people, and after thinking twice, he chose to pretend to cooperate and strive for buffer time.

"What do you want me to do?"

Hearing the calm and indifferent in Jiang Mubai's tone, Alex was very surprised, he sat upright, looked at it and said, "I have to say that your performance surprised me, and it also made me more convinced of my judgment of you. ”

"Oh?"

Alex shook his head slightly, showed a strange smile of unknown meaning, and said, "Most monks like you think that they are doing the right thing for the heavens, upholding justice, and contributing to the Federation. They can't understand, let alone accept, that the secret police department put them on the wanted list, but unlike them, you seem to be able to understand, and even agree with our approach. ”

Jiang Mubai snorted and didn't bother to answer.

Eradicating rape and eliminating evil seems to be to help local governments maintain law and order, but the federal government will never accept such "help", which is not a difficult thing to understand, but some martial artists have developed limbs and atrophied minds, and they are unable and unwilling to understand the real rivers and lakes.

If the monk could bypass the federal justice department and lynch the criminal without punishment, then the demons and monsters in human skin in Dingwu City would have been wiped out long ago, after all, there are not a few jealous and hateful warriors like Senior Brother Shi and Senior Brother Shi.

As for the reason, Jiang Mubai and Xu Qiansuan had several discussions when they were drinking and chatting before.

A hundred years ago, a soldier was subordinate to an officer because military discipline told him that he had to, not because the officer had the power to kill a soldier.

Even if an officer has this power in some special circumstances, it is a power conferred on him by the law of military discipline, but the law of military discipline is not an objective thing like guns, bullets and muscles, but a "story" carefully crafted by a person or some people, a tool used by the ruling class to control the troops.

This kind of story is not an objective fact, but it is transmitted to all individuals through human communication, and if one individual refuses to accept it, then other individuals will force him to accept it, such as a soldier in the army who contradicts his commander for no reason, then all officers and soldiers who believe in the story of military discipline and law will use various means to make him pay.

But if all the soldiers in the army no longer believe in the laws of military discipline, then the stories that exist in the imagination of individuals through the medium of communication and interaction will be gone, and the position, authority and even the lives of the officers will be at stake—there have been countless cases of mutiny in the barracks throughout history, even in the army with the gun in hand, let alone other groups.

In the final analysis, law, wealth, human rights, morality, religion, and even the state are the common imagination of millions of people, and it is this imagination that makes large-scale cooperation possible, and it is this imagination that makes the vast majority of federal citizens willing to obey order.

In the past, it was impossible for any single individual, even if he was the leader of a country, to shake the fictional notions that everyone believed in.

Today, the situation is very different, as the Reiki Resurrection has given rise to a vast new class in the course of a hundred years of change: the monks.

The transcendent abilities acquired through cultivation are not only difficult to deprive, but also objectively exist.

When an officer has the strength to easily slaughter an entire company, the obedience of the soldiers of the company to him is no longer based on imaginary concepts such as military discipline and law, but on the objective fact that "if you don't obey, you will die".

It follows that unlike any other privileged class in the past, there is an insurmountable gulf between the monks and the general public, and this gap is constantly widening.

The top of the Federation was not without thought of containment, and the Department of Monks Management Services was one of the measures taken by the top management, but this "story" obviously did not satisfy and convince all the monks.

Despite repeated denials by the authorities, there is a growing belief that monks are no longer the same species as ordinary people, and that if there are no restrictions on their abilities and behaviors, class contradictions will lead to endless chaos and struggle.

It is precisely in order to avoid bloody and senseless internal strife that the Federation has such a strange form of government, and the top and high ranks of the government have repeatedly refrained, repeatedly retreated, and merged with each other.

With this premise, it is not difficult to understand the ruling class's hatred of the monks' abuse of supernatural abilities.

"Why?" Alex asked inexplicably.

Jiang Mubai frowned, he really didn't like to talk nonsense with people he wasn't familiar with, but he had to answer: "There is no distinction between good and evil in your eyes, because you are a tool used by rulers to maintain stability, and if I break the rules of order you have formulated, I will have to pay the corresponding price, that's all." ”

"Oh-" Alex nodded, pulling another picture out of his jacket pocket and smiling, "You're right, there was some misunderstanding between us. ”

Jiang Mubai recognized the thin, male-looking man in the photo with a thin body and a fierce face just by looking at it, because the top of his head was covered with rotten sores.

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