If it is suspected that Fang Ze is one of the participants, but it is only possible to speculate from Yu Ming's Ecstasy Law, then in Zhu Kun's memory picture, the call with Fang Shaoliu can be regarded as conclusive evidence!

Although this "evidence" cannot be provided normally, as long as Zheng Yi knows, it is enough. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The surging anger filled Zheng Yi's heart with a cold murderous intent!

But he quickly relented.

At present, it is still in Zhu Kun's memory picture, Fang Shaoliu is not here, no matter how strong the anger is, it will not help, what we have to do now is to solve Zhu Kun first!

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Kun in this memory picture was instantly "broken into thousands of pieces"!

"Ah!! little brute!!"

Zhu Kun's roar shook the memory space.

In a memory picture, he was killed again, causing unspeakable pain to Zhu Kun again.

Zheng Yi didn't know how Zhu Kun felt in reality when he killed Zhu Kun in the memory screen, but this did not prevent him from continuing.

At the moment when Zhu Kun "broke into thousands of pieces" in the memory screen, Zheng Yi's perspective returned to the memory space again.

And the memory picture he had entered before was shattered and dissipated.

Without a moment's pause, Zheng Yi looked at the other memory pictures again, went deep into them, and killed Zhu Kun!

Accompanied by the continuous killing of Zhu Kun in the memory picture, Zhu Kun in reality continued to let out painful roars and insults, vibrating in the memory space.

Zheng Yi didn't care about it, he still kept entering the memory screen and killing Zhu Kun in it.

At the physical level in reality, he has no ability to kill Zhu Kun, and he can't even beat Zhu Kun. But fortunately, Zhu Kun's cultivation in the "god" aspect could not resist his invasion and was restrained by him!

Although Zheng Yi didn't know how to apply the "god" that extended his eyebrows for the time being, fortunately, Zhu Kun had no resistance in this regard.

"This should be considered a flaw in the heart, right?"

Zheng Yi, who was constantly destroying Zhu Kun's memory picture, did not flash this thought.

Killing Zhu Kun in a memory picture again, Zheng Yi's perspective returned to the memory space again.

Zhu Kun outside was still roaring, which proved that he had not completely lost his resistance in reality, and for the sake of safety, Zheng Yi was ready to destroy all the memory pictures he could see!

Preparing to look for a memory picture again, suddenly, in the first perspective, a memory picture floating in the far distance in the memory space caught Zheng Yi's attention.

Different from the memory pictures that emit a faint white light around them, the memory pictures that attracted Zheng Yi's attention did not have white light around them, and they were very dim, if Zheng Yi hadn't destroyed a large number of memory pictures that emitted white light, the memory pictures floating in the memory space had been reduced a lot, and they would not have been discovered.

When he found this bleak memory picture, Zheng Yi's heart moved, "Closer." ”

In an instant, his first perspective jerked and quickly came to the bleak memory image.

When the distance was shortened, Zheng Yi found that this memory picture was not only bleak in itself, but also very mutilated, with gaps everywhere, like a broken candle in the wind, which would be broken and scattered in the wind at any time.

Looking at such a memory picture that was completely different from other memory pictures, Zheng Yi couldn't help but feel curious.

From the first point of view, he is like a creator, and he can realize what he wants with a single thought.

Looking at this bleak memory picture in front of him, Zheng Yi's heart moved: "Repair!"

With his thoughts, the originally dim and incomplete memory picture slowly began to emit white light, and the mutilation around the memory picture slowly healed.

"No!!Little brute, how dare you!!No!!"

Zhu Kun, who has always been arrogant and full of garbage, was frightened for the first time.

Zheng Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately understood that he had found the key point of Zhu Kun!

Without hesitation, Zheng Yi instantly entered this slowly restored memory picture.

......

"Garbage!Drink~~Phew!"

A disdainful scolding was accompanied by a mouthful of phlegm spit on the thin figure huddled in the corner of the alley.

Then, several pigtailed figures swaggered out of the alley.

Zheng Yi couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the dangling braids behind the heads of the people who walked out of the alley.

Plait?

As soon as his mind moved, his perspective was raised, and he came to a hundred meters above the sky, overlooking the entire city.

This is a city of wood and green bricks, the wooden construction is thick and heavy, but the carvings on it are very delicate, the ground paved with green bricks is smooth and flat, but the green bricks are not neat enough, and there are large or small gaps between the bricks.

On the streets, the crowd of people came and went, and almost all the men had long whips and wore undershirts or robes.

Zheng Yi, who overlooked all this, finally confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

In this memory picture, it turned out to be the Qing Dynasty!

The perspective instantly zooms in and goes back into the alley.

Looking at the curled thin figure in the alley, although he couldn't see the face clearly, Zheng Yi deduced from his previous experience in the memory screen and his age that this thin figure should be Zhu Kun.

"When was Zhu Kun a child?"

Because this memory picture made Zhu Kun have a frightened tone, Zheng Yi did not rashly kill Zhu Kun here, but wanted to see what made Zhu Kun have a frightened tone.

Under Zheng Yi's first-hand observation, Zhu Kun when he was a child slowly stood up after those people left.

A thin, shriveled figure, shrouded in tattered and filthy clothes...... No, they can't be called clothes, it's more appropriate to use fabric.

This is Zhu Kun in this memory picture.

When Zhu Kun was a child, his appearance was completely different from the Zhu Kun that Zheng Yi saw, except for a faint sense of familiarity in his facial features, there was no place like him.

Xiao Zhu Kun, who stood up, didn't care about the saliva that was spit on his body just now, he carefully protected the things in his arms, turned around, walked through alleys, drilled through several dog holes, and came to an unmanned bridge.

Under the bridge, a small child, also dressed in rags, was waiting for him.

"Brother, where have you been?"

When little Zhu Kun came to the bridge, the child looked at him with dirty but clear eyes and asked.

The voice is very delicate, and she is a little girl.

"Brother went to find you something to eat. ”

Xiao Zhu Kun grinned, and uncovered the coarse cloth in his arms layer by layer, which was a few steamed buns that had eaten most of them, and a fish head that had been eaten off the body of a fish.

The little girl with a delicate voice couldn't help but swallow her saliva when she saw the food.

After Xiao Zhu Kun handed over the food, he immediately devoured it.

However, after only a few bites, the movement stopped, and his clear eyes looked at Xiao Zhukun: "Brother, I'm full, you can eat the rest." ”

"Ha, I've been full for a long time, these are actually brought back to you by me when I can't eat anymore, you can eat yours quickly. ”

Little Zhu Kun laughed dryly.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at the fish head held by the little girl, and he was about to swallow saliva subconsciously, but he quickly turned around: "Little sister, eat quickly, this meal is just the beginning, and my brother will not make you hungry again in the future." ”

The little girl looked at his back, her clear eyes full of adoration.

After a long time, after the stomach screamed, he reluctantly looked away and began to eat again.

"Thank you, brother. ”

In the next few years, Xiao Zhu Kun stole food everywhere in the streets and alleys of the city, or steamed buns, or leftover cold rice from customers in restaurants, and was often caught and beaten at first, but later the techniques gradually became proficient, and the number of times he was caught was less.

After becoming a clever thief, food and clothing are no longer a problem, he and his little sister began to grow up, his height began to grow taller, and his little sister was also slim.

Under his stealing, Xiaomei even had the opportunity to go to private school.

At that time, life was still hard, but the future was bright.

He doesn't really care what he does, he just wants to wait for his sister to grow up quickly and marry a good man, so that he will have no regrets.

Unfortunately, it all came to naught in a failed theft.

That time, he inadvertently stole the money of "Nan Batian" in the city, and was found by Nan Batian's subordinates that night, not only was he beaten half to death, but also caused his little sister to be **** by Nan Batian's subordinates and finally sold into the Qinglou.

When he was pressed by several Nan Batian's subordinates, and watched his little sister being ***, he hated these people to death, hated the world, and hated that he was not able to protect his little sister!

With the idea of revenge and rescuing the little sister, he became a subordinate of "Nan Batian", and in the next few years, he fought like mud and garbage, and gradually emerged, and finally rescued the little sister from the Qinglou, but the little sister at that time was no longer his original little sister, and her clear eyes had already become cloudy, and she was infected with the atmosphere of the Qinglou.

Looking at such a little sister, he only had distress and guilt, and this distress and guilt nourished the idea of revenge, and the hatred in his heart became like a raging fire!

He continued to use various means to kill or kill the person who was the first little sister, kept climbing, and finally reached the height where he could design Nan Batian, however, before he could take revenge, the news came that Nan Batian was marrying the little sister......

When he heard this ironic news, he was stunned for a long, long time.

But in the end, he sighed and accepted the fact.

As long as the little sister is happy......

He thought so at the time.

But ah, why did his own sister help Nan Batian harm herself?

When he was dazed by the wine and confused and sold to San Francisco as a "piglet", he couldn't figure out why his own sister wanted to do this to him?

I have dedicated my life to her, and I am willing to be a "garbage" without any ideas, but why is this the result?

When he came into contact with the other side of the world, he learned far beyond the ability of ordinary people, and when he returned to China to ask Xiaomei for an answer, he only got a sentence that was taken for granted.

"You keep saying that it is for me, then why are you still preparing to harm the tyrants? You were the one who caused me to be sold into the Qinglou in the first place! Now you are the one who wants to ruin my family! This is the life you have dedicated to me? If you still have a little conscience and give all your abilities to your nephew, I will admit that you have been for me all your life!"

This sentence made him lose his mind.

When he came to his senses again, the massacre had already occurred.

In the pool of blood of Heng Chen's corpse, the sister who once looked at him with adoring eyes, and finally looked at him with resentment.

......

The perspective shifts, and it returns to the memory space again.

Zheng Yi finished reading this originally bleak memory picture and automatically retreated.

And as he withdrew, the picture did not shatter into stars like the previous one, but gradually became more and more white, slowly assimilating the other memory images floating around him.

At the same time, the memory space began to slowly vibrate, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Zheng Yi's heart moved, and he retreated.

Exit from a myriad of nebulae and psychedelic colors like a rewind. The next moment-

Jung Yi returned to reality and felt his body again.

And Zhu Kun, who was opposite him, was curled up on the road at the moment, looking pained and trembling: "Little sister...... Why is this happening......"

Zheng Yi came to Zhu Kun's side, his overflowing "god" could feel the chaos of Zhu Kun's "god" at this moment, and that memory picture was obviously a memory that he had been hiding in his heart for many years and was unwilling to face.

"No matter what misfortune you have, it is no excuse for you to kill people and do evil. ”

Looking at the old age and gray hair, but at this time, it was rare in the memory of Zhu Kun, who was curled up in the alley with the appearance of the little Zhu Kun, Zheng Yi still maintained the thick arm of "divine transformation" raised high, and the big hand of the pu fan was put together into a hand knife, and then aimed at Zhu Kun's neck, "The wicked should be punished!

With the voice, the hand knife fell!

"Poof!"

Tremendous force, great speed, a clean knife.

Blood splattered, and Zhu Kun's head rolled off his neck.

When he stopped, there was a faint hint of relief on his face.

As early as after the hand knife was cut off, he quickly flashed to the side, and Zheng Yi, who was not splashed with blood, looked at Zhu Kun with a hint of relief, turned around and left.

Zhu Kun has solved it, and it is time to find the main person in charge of this conspiracy.

At the same time as he turned to leave, his body shape was also lifted from the state of "divine transformation" and returned to normal.

But at this moment-

"Whew-"

An extremely sharp grinding sound of the tires suddenly sounded from behind him.

Zheng Yi's figure froze, frowned slightly, and looked back.

At this time, he found that after going around in circles, the place where he and Zhu Kun fought returned to the ordinary road outside the highway toll station, but the original position was hundreds of meters away.

At this time, a car with high beams is turning from the highway to the toll booth, and the speed is very, very fast!

Zheng Yi estimated in his heart that the speed of this car was close to 300 per hour!

After the nine veins were opened, the "god" overflowed the body, and the five senses were strengthened again, and under the illumination of the high beams of this car, he vaguely saw that the logo of the car was a Mercedes-Benz - this is also the reason why he stopped, and rushed back to Qianyang so quickly so late - he already had some vague guesses about the identity of the person who came.

At this time, the sky had begun to change from pitch black to a little cloudy, and Zheng Yi judged by the sky that it was about half past four o'clock in the evening.

The Mercedes-Benz car, which was close to 300 mph, quickly drove to the side of the toll booth and seemed to see the broken railing, and the Mercedes-Benz drove directly out of the lane where the railing was broken -- the people at the toll booth had already received a call from the relevant department to evacuate.

Out of the toll booth, the Mercedes didn't slow down much.

However, when the high beams illuminated Zheng Yi, the car slammed on the brakes, and in a violent and piercing tire friction sound, the Mercedes-Benz stopped not far in front of Zheng Yi.

Then, as Zheng Yi thought, Yang Xiling, whose face was slightly pale, stepped out of the car.

When he looked at Zheng Yi, who had cleared a crack in his waist and crotch, and had nothing on his upper body and calves, and Zhu Kun, who was not far in front of Zheng Yi, his body and head were separated, and blood flowed all over the ground, Yang Xiling's eyes widened suddenly, and his face was full of disbelief.

But after only a moment, she retracted her look of disbelief, and as if she had made up her mind on her face, she said, "Fang Shaoliu is dealing with you!"

"I know. ”

Zheng Yi said lightly: "I was about to pinch him to death." ”

ps: Well, this scene doesn't seem to be over yet, there's still a chapter...... This chapter is 4,400 words, asking for a recommendation vote.