Ren Qiuling took out two photos and shook them at the Tiandu swordsman.

One is a photo of Fan Weihong, and the other is a photo of Ren Xuanxuan, a swordsman from Tiandu.

Ren Qiuling never thought that Qiao Xinhui would die, she was going to take these two photos to make Qiao Xinhui speak again. Because Fan Weihong is the biggest fear in Qiao Xinhui's heart, and Han Xuanxuan is the biggest injury in Qiao Xinhui's heart.

Although he knows that Tiandu Swordsman loves his daughter very much, just like his wife, these two photos may not be effective: it is possible that because the light is too dark, Tiandu Swordsman killed himself without seeing who was in the photo; It is possible that because Tiandu Swordsman can't control his emotions even if he sees the photo of his daughter, he kills himself with a knife, and then regrets it - he already has problems with emotional control.

"You see it clearly! This is a photo of Fan Weihong's life and your daughter Ren Xuanxuan's life, you killed Fan Weihong, and now you are also a parent, do you know how her parents feel? Ren Qiuling roared. She wants to drag the Tiandu Swordsman out of the role of a killer and into the role of a loving father.

The Tiandu swordsman held the knife, his face turned white with horror, his eyes rolled, he looked at this photo, and then at that photo.

With a "bang", the sniper's gun went off.

The frightened Tiandu swordsman did not react at all, the bullet shattered his wrist, and the shiny broadsword fell to the ground with a thud.

Even the Tiandu swordsman didn't feel the pain, he hung his wrist weakly, laughed three times with a dry "hahaha", and said, "I finally understand!" ”

He turned and walked to the curb, jumped onto the fence, bowed deeply to all the passers-by who came to watch, and then jumped down the twenty-second floor.

Ren Qiuling rushed to the fence, stuffed the photo into her pocket indiscriminately, turned over the fence, she pulled the fence with one hand and stuck her head out of the building to look down: Tiandu Knife Man was not dead, he staggered to his feet, and was kicked down by the police officer in civilian clothes.

All the police officers in Tiandu were holding back a fire, because of the existence of Tiandu Swordsmen, they couldn't even wear police uniforms, and this humiliation made them hate Tiandu Swordsmen very much.

Tiandu swordsman seemed to have broken his hands, and when others beat him, he just hung his hands and beat him. He stood up and was punched and kicked to the ground by several police officers.

"Hit! Beat me to death! The acting commander-in-chief also climbed out of the fence and shouted downstairs with full of anger, where is there still the pitiful appearance when he begged for mercy just now?

Ren Qiuling had tears in her eyes, didn't dare to look at it anymore, and retracted her head.

The acting commander-in-chief said a little angrily: "Ren Qiuling, let me tell you, I have not been the deputy director of the demolition and relocation office. But I still want to thank you for saving my life. ”

Ren Qiuling knew that the Tiandu swordsman was dead, how could she be in the mood to care how big an official the acting commander-in-chief was, and said, "You played awesome just now!" In order to save the life of the acting commander-in-chief, she deliberately said that he was a petty official. Because Tiandu Swordsman values honor, it is possible that the acting commander-in-chief will not kill him because he is small.

However, none of this is important, Ren Qiuling feels that saving the next generation of commander-in-chief may not be right.

She looked downstairs again, and the Tiandu swordsman couldn't stand up again, but the police officers didn't mean to stop, and they were still fighting to the death.

She took the elevator back to the first floor, followed by the acting commander-in-chief. The two of them didn't talk much, because they were both in a very bad mood.

Coming out of the mall, Ren Qiuling wanted to go around the crowd of onlookers and leave quietly. The acting commander-in-chief grabbed her wrist and said loudly, "Don't you want to see the fate of your friend Tiandu Swordsman?" He lowered his voice and whispered, "I know about the fact that you let him go, but I don't plan to pursue it." ”

The acting commander-in-chief felt that he had grasped Ren Qiuling's handle, and he might turn her into his subordinate, and he was extremely proud.

Someone separated from the crowd and walked over, but it was Tong Xiujie who was still wrapped in gauze on his head - it turned out that the fat police officer was talking to Ren Qiuling in code when he left, and the secretary Xiao Ren couldn't understand it, thinking that the police didn't care about it, so he had to call Tong Xiujie.

The crowd got out of the way, and the Tiandu swordsman lay motionless on the ground, his right hand had already been pierced, and his left hand was bent at a strange angle - when he jumped off the tall building, he was bent on death, and did not use light effort. But his body's reaction was far faster than his brain could think, so his left hand was held on the ground and he broke his arm bone.

"Commander-in-chief," Tong Xiujie said respectfully, "It's great that you're okay!" ”

The acting commander-in-chief was very satisfied with Tong Xiujie's performance, and deliberately accused: "What does it look like, running around wrapped in gauze? Do I have no one under me? Move! Although the words were harsh, there was a smile on his face.

Tong Xiujie lowered his head and retreated, really like a eunuch on TV, he lowered his head and took two steps back, flashing to the side. There was also joy on his face, and Ren Qiuling estimated that he was thinking in his heart: "I finally did it right!" ”

Presumably after this incident, the acting commander-in-chief will promote Tong Xiujie.

"That person is the Tiandu Swordsman!" Although the acting commander-in-chief hated the Tiandu Swordsman, he was still very afraid of him and didn't dare to approach, but pointed to the corpse of the Tiandu Swordsman from a distance and said: "Check his bottom, Lao Tzu wants to make his parents regret giving birth to such a son, so that his children will never be able to raise their heads and be human beings!" ”

Tong Xiujie said loudly: "Yes! I would lay off his parents and pull his children out of school. "There are some words that the leader will never explain, and some evils can only be borne by people like Tong Xiujie -- this is the only value of his existence.

The Tiandu Swordsman used to be majestic, so what, now that he is a dead water dog, what else is there to fear?

"Dog thing!" An angry roar emanated from the chest of the Tiandu swordsman, and he staggered to his feet again, glaring at the acting commander-in-chief with a bloody face.

"Beat him to death!" The acting commander-in-chief pointed at the Tiandu swordsman and roared hoarsely.

A few of the nearest officers pounced viciously again. Tiandu Swordsman hung his hands and couldn't straighten his waist, but under his drooping eyelids, his gaze became sharp again, and his feet kicked in a row, each kick directly hit the throat of the police officer who rushed up.

A dozen or so police officers roared and pounced, and were kicked out silently, only the crisp sound of "crackling" when the neck bone was broken, and the muffled sound of "fluffy" when the body landed, and then the dozen or so people all lay still, and even their breathing immediately stopped.

Shadowless feet.

"Stop him!" The acting commander-in-chief clenched Ren Qiuling's wrist and shouted fiercely, but he quietly retreated.

More police officers pounced, and in the chaos of the figures, Ren Qiuling saw a trace of anxiety flashing in the eyes of the Tiandu swordsman.

As soon as there was a chaotic sound, about 20 or so police officers were kicked upside down by the Tiandu knife man and flew out, only one police officer was bitten by his throat, his hands and feet were still trembling, and the blood on his neck sprayed all over the face of the Tiandu knife man. But soon, the officer lowered his hand and didn't move.

The Tiandu swordsman let go of his iron teeth, looked at the acting commander-in-chief with a bloody face, and smiled evilly. The white scarf that had been covering his face was now wrapped around his neck.

The acting commander-in-chief grabbed Ren Qiuling with one hand and pointed at the Tiandu swordsman with the other, so shocked that he couldn't move.

Everyone fell silent, and even the music in the bar in the distance stopped abruptly, and only the drizzle "rustled" down.

"Roar!" The Tiandu swordsman roared angrily, bowed his head and rushed towards the acting commander-in-chief, the scarf that Qiao Xinhui had knitted for him was stretched straight in the drizzle.

There was a kind of tenderness on the scarf, which was the smell of Qiao Xinhui. "Xinhui, I'm looking for you!" Tiandu swordsman said softly in his heart.

Ahead, is the person he hates the most at the moment, and he is determined to die with that big official.

On Chinese New Year's Eve that year, his father, who was suffering from liver cancer, took him to watch the last fireworks display, pointing to the fireworks in the sky and telling him: "Life should be like fireworks, blooming brilliantly, and then dying." ”

The drizzle in the sky is as beautiful as fireworks under the illumination, and the ears of the Tiandu swordsman seem to hear the sound of "boom-chirp-" when the fireworks are set off.

The acting commander-in-chief was close in front of him, he lowered his head and bumped into it, he knew that he had finally died with a bang.

"Boom"!

It was the sound of the top of the head hitting the sternum.

With the help of the iron head, the opponent's sternum immediately shattered into slag.

The Tiandu Swordsman knew that he could finally die, and when he looked up, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face. It was not the acting commander-in-chief who bumped into him, but Tong Xiujie, who was wrapped in gauze on his head.

Tong Xiujie sacrificed his life to save his top boss, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Servile to the bone!" The Tiandu swordsman scolded.

"Bang!" The sniper rifle went off again.

The Tiandu Swordsman, who had both hands useless, did not take the bullet, but allowed the bullet to pass through his skull, opening a bloody hole in his head.

He stood, standing as a monument.

As explained in the previous story, there was not enough understanding of sniper rifles in China at that time, and there were no medium and heavy sniper rifles, so the sniper rifles at that time could not smash the heads of Tiandu swordsmen. A person who has suffered a sudden blow to the brain will remain stiff for a period of time before falling to the ground, so the Tiandu Swordsman will not fall.

The acting commander-in-chief sat on the steps, and yellow water flowed from between his trouser legs again.

The case of Tiandu's corpse crushing came to an end, and Ren Qiuling left Tiandu in the rain. There was an extra little girl in her car, of course, it was Han Xuanxuan, the daughter of the Tiandu swordsman.

Wen Xiaoyu's injuries had healed, according to him, from those he had raised in a Buddhist temple, and he had learned something new. His hands swam in the air like a snake, "Look at this force," he said proudly, "the god of grains is immortal, it is called Xuanqi; The gate of Xuanqi is the root of heaven and earth; If it exists, it is not used diligently. ”

The carload of people looked at Wen Xiaoyu suspiciously, and they really couldn't see what relationship between the movements of his hand and the Tao Te Ching.

"Silly!" Han Xuanxuan said coldly: "Even if you practice kung fu to the point where my father is, look at him, he is not that virtuous in the end?" ”

Wen Xiaoyu put down her hand angrily and scolded: "How can a child be so vicious? ”

Ren Qiuling's heart moved, stopped the car, and said to Han Xuanxuan: "You wait for us, we have to discuss something." ”

After the old horses and the others got out of the car, Ren Qiuling took them behind a big tree and took out the two photos.

When Tiandu Swordsman looked at these two photos, he suddenly shouted: "I understand!" Ren Qiuling has never figured out whether he understands the difficulty of being a parent, or whether he understands other things. In short, the reaction of the Tiandu swordsman was too strong, so strong that he jumped off the building, which was very strange.

Han Xuanxuan's words just now made her feel familiar, because similar words, Fan Weihong also said twelve years ago, it was because of that sentence that the Tiandu swordsman killed Fan Weihong in a rage.

She put the two photos together and asked everyone to compare.

"Like!" Lao Ma said objectively: "It seems to be the same person, different photos in childhood and in girlhood." ”

Wen Xiaoyu and Heipi were both shocked, because the people in the two photos looked very similar to the photos of the same person in different periods, whether they were eyebrows, eyes, or appearance.

Heipi said two words, explaining why the Tiandu swordsman wanted to commit suicide when he saw these two photos: "Reincarnation!" ”

If the matter of reincarnation is true, then when Fan Weihong died twelve years ago, the accomplice Qiao Xinhui happened to be pregnant, and Fan Weihong happened to be reincarnated as her daughter - that is, the daughter of the enemy, so Han Xuanxuan looked so much like Fan Weihong.

But then again, haven't you heard of reincarnation having even reincarnation?

The four of them were speechless for a while, this is the real mystery that cannot be solved - if you want to solve the mystery of reincarnation, the only experimental plan is to die yourself, don't drink Meng Po soup, and then be reborn. It is a pity that such an experimental scheme has not been realized so far.

"In any case, the only hero in this world who uses force against power is dead. Martial arts are dead, because the spirit of martial arts has long since died. Without heroes in the world, it will be much less interesting. Ren Qiuling put the photo back in her bag, sighed and said, "Get in the car!" ”

"That's right, Boss!" When he got into the car, Lao Ma said: "I think that when you were injured, someone planned the news that happened to have a positive evaluation of you." Are you the one who planned this? ”

Ren Qiuling started the car and didn't answer, but the corners of her mouth rose evilly.

Wen Xiaoyu was lying by the car window, thinking about Zeng Mengshu who was far away in Tiandu. Because Zeng Mengshu once caused a catastrophe in Binjiang, she did not return to Binjiang with everyone.

The sky was gloomy, and Ren Qiuling's black car drove headlong into the boundless gray drizzle.