Cultivator In Martial God World

One day later, Chen Jianguo came back and handed Yang Xuan a list.

"Report, because time has passed for a long time, we found that there were only six people involved in this incident." Chen Jianguo said.

"What's the reason?" Yang Xuan turned to look at the names of the six, his eyes turned cold.

"Six years ago, Guo Fu, the contractor of the road paving project, was a pedophile. It was late that day. A little girl was passing by and was seen by Guo Fu. She became ill-tempered. He happened to be Teacher Hua. Passing by, she rescued the little girl and prevented the tragedy from happening. Finally, the little girl ran away. He Hua was tied up by Guo Fu and buried in the roadbed with some of his men."

Yang Xuan looked colder. He looked at Chen Jianguo and said every word: "The little girl didn't tell her family? Didn't call the police?"

Chen Jianguo shook his head: "What we found is that the little girl is younger. I only thought that someone was joking with him, and I didn't say when I returned. There were no witnesses at the scene, so the police did not find out six years ago."

Yang Xuan laughed, but his smile was as cold as ice.

He stared at Chen Jianguo and only asked one sentence: "Where is the person?"

"Due to insufficient evidence, the person has been released after the detention time has passed." Chen Jianguo bowed his head Road, clenched fists.

He also has a daughter, facing this kind of scum, he wants to eat her flesh.

Yang Xuan picked up the paper in his hand again. There were not only a person's name, a photo, and a detailed address on it.

"It's okay, you go out first." He said indifferently.

After Chen Jianguo left, Yang Xuan put away the paper casually and watched Xiaojing cultivated for a while, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

"I have something to go out." He said with a slight smile.

"Well, I will continue cultivation." Xiaojing did not ask Yang Xuan what he was going out for, nodded and said.

She is now completely immersed in the cultivation, and wants to keep up with Yang Xuan's footsteps as soon as possible.

Yang Xuan touched her head, and then left the villa.

In a low shanty town in Pinghai City, a shirtless man threw the tools in his hand aside, took a sip of the beer bottle fiercely, and felt comfortable. moan.

"Your name is Feng Guiping?" A cold voice suddenly appeared behind him.

The man was startled and turned around quickly. There was a silhouette in the dark, which was very vague and could not see his face clearly.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Are you Feng Guiping?" The silhouette in the dark continued to ask.

"I am Feng Guiping, are you?" Feng Guiping was puzzled.

"Six years ago, during the laying of Dongwei Road, you buried a person." The silhouette in the dark paused.

Feng Guiping trembled all over, his face suddenly became incredibly pale, and suddenly shouted loudly: "What are you talking about? Talk nonsense again, I will tear your mouth."

In the dark 'S silhouette smiled, took a faint step, and walked in front of Feng Guiping.

"People have the darkest hearts since ancient times. People like you shouldn't have lived in the world." Yang Xuan's voice was very low, but it was cold like ice.

Feng Guiping's body trembled slightly, but he insisted: "You are a policeman? You have to speak with evidence. What evidence do you have that I buried someone?"

Yang Xuan shakes Shaking his head, there was a trace of pity in his eyes, he said indifferently: "I don't need evidence, all I need is your confession."

"What?" Feng Guiping didn't know why.

next moment, a piece of black pool water appeared under his feet, and countless dark and thin arms stretched out from the pool water, climbed up Feng Guiping’s legs, dragged him, and kept sinking downward. .

Feng Guiping screamed in fear, but no matter how much he yelled, the voice was confined in front of him and couldn't even spread.

"Spare, spare..." He shouted in horror, but before he finished shouting, there was a rotten palm covering his mouth and dragging him into the water.

"Go to your hell and repent."

The pool water disappeared without a trace.

That night, five people mysteriously disappeared in various places in Pinghai, including Feng Guiping, and disappeared into the world without leaving a trace.

They will all pay the price for their crimes, and they will repent in hell forever.

In a small villa on the outskirts.

The potbellied Guo Fu slapped the face of the woman in front of him, scolded in his mouth: "Bitch, I paid for it. I can play whatever I want, don't even shameless. "

The woman's painful tears flowed, she covered her face and cried: "Fu brother, please forgive me, please."

"Damn it, Lao Tzu Did you spend money to see your crying face?" Guo Fu drank a lot of wine, foul-mouthed said: "Go on, don’t let me see you, go on."

At the amnesty, he crawled and escaped from Guo Fu's villa.

Guo Fu seemed to be full of evil fire. He kicked the big wolfdog beside him. The big wolfdog whimpered and fled aside.

"Damn it, you are also a bullshit, it makes you feel good and you don’t move. Lao Tzu is really blind to raising you." Guo Fu said foul-mouthed, as if he was still uneasy and picked it up. The wine bottle next to it is about to be thrown out.

At this moment, a voice came from behind him.

"Your name is Guo Fu?"

Guo Fu gave a shivered shot, his alcohol was gone a lot, and when he turned around, he was an ordinary-looking youngster.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" Guo Fu yelled.

"Six years of money, Dongwei Road Project, you buried a person alive."

"You are a policeman, damn, I don’t know anything, just arrest if there is evidence Laozi, let me go without evidence." Guo Fu clamored with a very arrogant attitude.

"Did you do it?" Yang Xuan's voice was very soft, but the faint red glow flashed in his eyes.

"How about it? What about what Lao Tzu did?" Guo Fu's expression was a little crazy, and his voice was loud: "Do you have evidence?"

"Evidence?" Yang Xuan gently shook his head: "Go and tell it the evidence."

"Who is it with?" Guo Fu was not clear, so he asked after his neck.

But in the next second, he will know who the youngster is talking about.

Because the big wolfdog he raised had already stood in front of him panting, there was a dangerous and crazy red glow flashing in the eyes of those dogs.

"Before you die, repent well."

Yang Xuan indifferently said, then turned and left.

Behind him, the wolf dog had already rushed towards Guo Fu with red eyes.

"Ah...Dog stuff, what are you doing, ah, shut up...Help...Help...Don't go, I'm wrong, I'm wrong..."

...

Two days later, in Yang Shuqin's home, Yang Shuqin was crying at her husband's photo. Her pale and red eyes all showed her sadness.

For six years, her husband has been missing for six years. She is almost desperate, leaving only a glimmer of hope, but it is only a fantasy in a dream.

Now, the dream is shattered, and the last illusion is shattered, just like her heart, shattered.

Tears slid down her face, fiercely smashed on the bed sheet, and splattered plum blossoms.

"Mom, mom." He Xiaoli, who also had red and swollen eyes, suddenly rushed in with her mobile phone.

Yang Shuqin looked up towards her.

"Mom, look, look, that crap was killed by a dog, and he is dead." He Xiaoli cried and stretched the phone to Yang Shuqin.

On the tear-stained mobile phone screen, a piece of news came into view.

"Guo Fu, general manager of Changfu Engineering Construction Company, was bitten to death by a dog at home, and his body was fragmented..."

"The sky has eyes..." Yang Shuqin could no longer hide it With inner grief, hugged He Xiaoli and wept bitterly.