Patrol Bureau.

Zheng Fuli wore a black bureau chief uniform with a gold collar and three gold tassel badges on his shoulders, and the back of the head catcher walking out of the hall was silent.

Through the gate of the Patrol Bureau, you can see the patrols who have formed a wall in front of the door and desperately stop the Xia people from attacking, as well as the marchers in front of them.

They shouted and cursed loudly, and the extremely noisy and noisy sound reached the ears of the director of the patrol bureau, turning into countless undercurrents that impacted his thinking.

At this time, the middle-aged wolf barbarian did not have the majesty on his face when he had just reprimanded and ordered his subordinates, but looked sluggish and old-fashioned.

Wrong......

Something is wrong!

As the voices of countless people screaming and scolding entered his ears, a bad premonition and panic faintly appeared in his heart, but whenever these emotions emerged from his heart and were about to be connected, an inexplicable power immediately poured out from the depths of his heart, shattering this little thought at once.

In the depths of Zheng Fuli's eyes, the two outer rings were inlaid with triangular mana imprints, and whenever his self-consciousness was about to awaken, the magic seals immediately diverted mana to interfere with the sanity of this mortal bureaucrat.

As the mana continued to compete with his own will, the extraordinary defeated the ordinary, and the faint hesitation and struggle on this person's face slowly disappeared.

Eventually, all of his expressions turned into numbness and ignorance.

"I'm sleepy, let's go back to the house and sleep for a while."

He muttered to himself, turned and took a somewhat sluggish step, walking back to his office like a controlled marionette.

The chief's office, facing north and south, is the best part of the Patrol Bureau, with two windows on the whitewashed walls, one of which faces the setting sun.

At this time, in the evening, the kerosene lamp fixed on the ceiling of the house was not turned on, only the afterglow of the setting sun poured in, and the crimson glow of the sun shone on the snow-white walls, rendering the atmosphere of the house like a dream.

At this time, the window was open, and a little breeze blew in with the coolness of the night and the smell of the sea, and at the same time brought the shouts and curses of the people marching in the streets outside.

"The wolf barbarian returned my son's life!"

"Zheng Fuli returns my ancestral property!"

"Heavenly Punishment Dachong!"

……

Zheng Fuli looked at everything in front of him blankly, and seemed to be unaware of the scolding of the people, and after a while, the middle-aged man seemed to have received some instructions, he walked slowly to the window, closed the window with his right hand, and pulled the curtain with his left hand and hung down, blocking the afterglow of the sunset and the prying eyes of the outside people.

"Zheng Fuli! He's behind the window! ”

Someone downstairs looked up and saw the middle-aged figure in the building, and immediately shouted and cursed.

"Zheng Fuli! Dog officer get out! ”

"Wolf barbarians come out!"

"Is there a kind of harm that people dare not face!"

Seeing that the director of the patrol bureau was closing the window, they scolded even more fiercely.

The low-level patrols in front of the patrol bureau finally stopped the Xia crowd that came like a tide, and they gasped and looked at their colleagues next to them, and they all complained about the director of the patrol bureau in their hearts:

"This Zheng Fuli was kicked in the head by a donkey? If you do this kind of thing, you will die yourself, and you will also affect us! ”

Upstairs.

In the office of the Patrol Bureau, the windows are closed and the curtains are down, so that outsiders can no longer see the scene.

Zheng Fuli took out a long hemp rope from the drawer of the large office table, raised his feet and stood on the table by a chair.

Raising his hand and throwing it to the ceiling, the hemp rope fell through the iron ring that held the kerosene lamp hanging from the ceiling, and then the man knotted it.

"I'm so sleepy, I don't know what it's like to sleep with this rope."

The director of the patrol bureau stood on the table, staring blankly at the hemp rope in front of him, and there was a strong desire to hang himself and sleep in his heart.

He put his head into the rope ring in a daze, and stepped with his feet to jump off the big table.

"That's not right! What am I doing? ”

Zheng Fuli suddenly felt a strong fear, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes, and reason returned to this middle-aged man, and he discovered what he was doing for the first time:

"I'm ...... Suicide? ”

The thick hemp rope in front of him hung from the top, knotted into a dead knot, and was already wrapped around his neck!

And he was standing on the desk, his right foot had already stepped forward, and only his left foot was still on the table. As long as the last foot is stepped out, and there is nowhere to focus in the air, he will hang himself alive in this office!

The man turned pale with fright, sweating profusely, and he quickly withdrew his right foot and removed the hemp rope from his neck.

After Zheng Fuli finished these simple movements, he only felt a strong fear rising in his chest like a tide, and his feet were weak and he knelt on the desk.

With a "bang", there was a muffled sound when the kneecap collided with the wooden table, and a pain came from both knees, but the man was unconscious, just staring blankly ahead.

"Zheng Fuli, get out!"

"Wolf brute, get out!"

"Catch the priest Sun Guoping get out! Are you still human to squeeze the coachman like this! ”

There was a chaotic scolding sound outside the window, and the director of the patrol bureau reacted violently, and hurriedly got off the table, but his legs were weak and he fell to the floor.

With a muffled snort, he stood up with the pain, crawled to the window, opened the curtains hard, and saw the crowd downstairs like a dark cloud through the window.

"It's over......"

The director of the patrol bureau was as pale as paper, his legs were limp on the ground, and he couldn't get up again, and bits and pieces of memories that he had forgotten flashed in front of his eyes:

He instructed his men to patrol the government and tell the people about the shady government and ordered them not to react to it.

A number of headhunters told him in horror that the people in the city seemed to be moving, and they could still suppress it before the general situation started, and he ordered him not to interfere.

……

Until just now, the head catcher asked him for instructions, and he ordered him to return to his post and continue to do nothing.

"I ...... What exactly was done? ”

The man's face was a dead gray color, and he asked himself with a trembling face.

"You've done a lot, but you're not to blame for it."

A gentle voice rang in his ear.

Zheng Fuli trembled, and looked through the afterglow of the setting sun, only to find that in the shadow of the office door, there was a thin young man of the Xia tribe with an ordinary face and a long robe.

It is the thorns that turn on the [Shapeshift] effect to disguise their true appearance.

Although when he killed Ding Yuanshan and the others before, his appearance was seen by those warlocks, but there was no way to do it.

Later, he killed Sun Changsheng and others, but he didn't use his real appearance.

In this way, it doesn't matter if it doesn't work, but if it really misleads Dachong's tracking, it will be an unexpected joy.

Zheng Fuli, who collapsed on the ground, looked at the young man in horror with his pupils constricted, and the memory fragments flashed quickly in his mind:

The man advanced to his office first, waking him up from his sleep, and then gesticulated, a glimmer of light flashing in his hand.

Then the young man sat down on his throne and gave him all kinds of commands, and he did them one by one.

And he completely forgot about the existence of this man, as if he had never appeared. Until he entered the door, the man was still sitting in the main seat, and he didn't notice anything unusual, as if there was no such person in the room!

This is simply a ghost story circulating in the market, which seems to be unremarkable, but actually contains incomparably terrifying!

He trembled and stretched out his hand and shouted:

"It's you!"

Thorn stepped out of the shadows and into the afterglow of the setting sun, which stained him red, and he showed a cold smile:

"Yes, it's me. I was the one who confused your mind and made you give those orders. ”

"Isn't it good to honestly hang yourself? What's the use of having to come to your senses? It's not like you're going to die. ”

Then he made a gesture with his right hand, and a magic seal with a triangle in the outer ring flashed away.

Zheng Fuli was horrified when he heard this, and he opened his mouth and screamed:

"Save ......"

As soon as the first word came out of his throat, he could not spit out the second word.

"Uh-uh-uh......"

He opened his mouth in vain, but his throat could only make this faint sound of staccato sounds.

"It's useless."

Thorn walked slowly in front of this person, looked down at this person condescendingly, and smiled calmly:

"So you wolf barbarians, this official system is very strange, an official like you who controls the security of a place is not an extraordinary person, and you don't even have a magic weapon."

"How can a mere mortal rebel with extraordinary power? You must know that in this world, only the extraordinary can fight against the extraordinary. ”

"You see, I only need to control you, and the patrols under your command will be under my control, and the situation in the entire Jinmen Port will be chaotic."

Zheng Fuli opened his mouth and barely controlled his body to squeeze a few words out of his throat:

"Da Chong, I won't let you go......"

Seeing that this person could barely resist the influence of the Yakxi Fa Seal, it was not surprising that Thorn Thorn could easily confuse the opponent's mind without the target noticing, and when the opponent woke up, it could not confuse the mind but could also suppress the opponent's control of the body.

"You wolf mortals, when you die, what you say is the same, I'm tired of hearing it."

Thorn smiled, pulled his hand, the curtain hung down to block the view of the outside world, and then reached out and grabbed the man's neck and lifted it hard.

"You...... What do you want to do! ”

Zheng Fuli spat out these words, and his eyes were full of despair as he looked at the table that was getting closer and closer.

"What do you say?"

Thorn stepped on the big table, grabbed the man's neck, and in his intermittent faint screams, his neck hung on the hemp rope, and when he put it and pushed it, the heavy body of the director of the patrol bureau was hung in the air by the hemp rope.

He snapped his fingers and withdrew the mana that bound the man, Zheng Fuli regained the ability to move, he hissed in his throat, and his body struggled hard, trying to stomp his foot on the table, but he couldn't get his way.

Every desperate struggle is more powerless than the last.

Zheng Fuli's neck was embedded by the numb god, completely stuck his trachea, his lungs burned in pain, and he desperately clutched the rope to take a breath of air.

"Not bad, not bad. Zheng Fuli, a permanent official of the Great Chong Liupin, who was born in a wolf barbarian aristocracy, caused trouble in the overall situation of Jinmen Port, and is now committing suicide in the office of the director of the Patrol Bureau. ”

Thorn said with a smile, in Zheng Fuli's eyes, this young man's face was as fierce as a demon, and as death approached, there was already and urine under him.

It's not a concern, it's just that when the human body is about to die, the nerves can no longer control the body normally.

He stared at the smiling face of Thornthorn, and suddenly felt that this person's appearance coincided with the face of his father's predecessor, Zheng Farong, the owner of Jinmen Port.

It's all an ordinary smile, it's all an ordinary tone, and his father also executed the foolish people of the Xia clan who hooked up with the Three Gods Church in the Western Continent in Jinmen Port with such a smile!

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind, and he hung himself alive under the ceiling with his head slanted and his hands hanging down.

"Daddy, Ah Jian has avenged you."

Smiling and looking at Zheng Fuli, the director of the Patrol Bureau who had taken away his parents' property in the past and harmed them from their hard work, he muttered.

Then he pushed open the door and walked out without looking back.

At the right time.

The patrols outside the patrol bureau finally ran out of energy, and as soon as they let go of their hands, hundreds of people immediately broke through their human walls and entered the patrol bureau.

Thorns blended into the crowd and got out of the patrol bureau with difficulty.

"Sun Guoping! Get out! ”

He suddenly heard this voice, and turned his head in surprise to see more than a dozen black and thin Xia men in short clothes shouting loudly in the hall of the Patrol Bureau.

"The coachman?"

Thorn was slightly stunned, recognized that one of them was the young coachman who had reminded him to pay attention to safety, and smiled and walked forward.

After the incident, the clothes are gone, and the merit and fame are hidden.