The matter was suppressed, the congressman was still a congressman, and the Taoist priest was still the Taoist priest, but his figure became a little more hunched.

"There are always some things that cannot be solved by force."

Taoist Changqing said to Chen Luo. He seemed to have forgotten the advice he had given Chen Luo about entering the world, and Chen Luo had also forgotten the past world of immortal cultivation. The two were just master and apprentice, struggling to survive in this chaotic world.

"That's because force is not enough."

Chen Luo didn't agree with this statement, and he didn't think he did anything wrong. If it happened again, he would still stomp on that guy's head.

“Human power has its limits.”

The old Taoist sighed and did not persuade him any further.

Chen Luo stood up, saluted the old Taoist priest, then turned and left Qingyang Palace.

He didn't know what price the Taoist paid, but it must have been difficult. The power of the councillor was beyond imagination. From the state of the cultist before his death, we can see how many evil things he had done before. Such a crazy person can still get away with it outside, which shows the power of the councillor.

Chen Luo stepped on the line and broke it.

He trampled on the so-called unspoken rules, not because he was strong, but because he had the big tree of Laodao behind him.

It's raining outside.

When Chen Luo walked out of Qingyang Palace, he saw a black business car. The people inside seemed to be waiting for him. When he came out, the bodyguard next to him quickly opened the door and opened a black umbrella. A middle-aged man with a kind face got out of the car.

"I would also like to thank Captain Chen for helping us eradicate the evil in Rongcheng. I have been busy with work these years and neglected to discipline my child, which led to him committing such a serious crime. As a father, I have a great responsibility."

Member of Parliament Du Jiang.

Compared to the dead cultist, this man is the real trouble.

This kind of dog that doesn’t bite is the most terrifying.

He spoke to Chen Luo with an apologetic look on his face, and at the same time raised his right hand, trying to shake hands with Chen Luo.

Chen Luo opened his umbrella and brushed past him without even glancing at him. He had already made up his mind to find a chance to kill this man tonight.

It has never been his habit to wait for the enemy to make a move.

Kill the person first, then accuse him of the crime and make it an ironclad case!

He didn't believe that the congressman in front of him had a clean bottom, as could be seen from his son's arrogant attitude. This guy must have used his power to save people when he got into trouble before, otherwise the cultist wouldn't be so "confident" when facing official personnel.

"Member, that man is gone."

The secretary next to him gave a cautious reminder.

Looking at the white gloves soaked by the rain, the smile on Councillor Du Jiang's face faded a little. He looked up at the Qingyang Palace in front of him, then looked back at Chen Luo who disappeared in the rain, and said something with emotion.

"Youth is full of vigor."

After saying that, he bent down and returned to the car, and the people next to him quickly put away their umbrellas and got in the car.

Many people were destined not to be together from the beginning, just like Du Jiang and Qingyang Palace. He hated those who possessed extraordinary powers because he himself did not have them. This time, Changqing Laodao made a move and made him suffer a loss. He must get back at this place. But not now. Now is the cusp of the storm. He is the one who is in the wrong, so naturally he has to lower his posture.

People are forgetful and easily fooled.

When the storm has passed, with a little guidance from him, this young Taoist priest of Qingyang Palace will immediately become a 'privileged person' that everyone will hate.

The black car drove into the long street and gradually merged with the rain.

night.

Chen Luo, with a new outfit, appeared outside the Du family's villa.

This is not enough to cultivate immortality. The spiritual power in Chen Luo's body was brought in by the external brain through special means. His strength at the initial stage of Qi Refining made it impossible for him to use many methods. In comparison, the eighth-level fantasy martial arts was more practical.

He has thought of everything.

Committed a home invasion murder case.

With his current strength, he would definitely not leave any traces if he killed Du Jiang's family. Even if there were surveillance cameras, he would not be found. When Huanwu was cultivated to the eighth level, he already possessed some attributes of a cultivator. Not to mention that Chen Luo himself was a cultivator and could perfectly use this power to the limit.

"Is this your solution?"

Just as Chen Luo was about to climb over the wall to enter the room, a hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.

He was startled and subconsciously reached behind him with his right hand.

Bang!

There was a dull sound, and his five fingers felt like they were grabbing an iron plate. The recoil force made his palms numb.

"It's me."

The voice sounded again, and Chen Luo finally saw the face of the person behind him. It was the Taoist master Chang Qing. No one knew what strength this Taoist master had, but he appeared behind him silently. You have to know that Chen Luo had spread his consciousness throughout the whole process. Not to mention people, he could even sense an ant crawling under his feet.

"This world is more complicated than you think. Councillor Du is only a member on the surface. If you kill him, there will be others behind him, even higher-ranking councillors. What are you going to do then? Kill them all the way?"

"As monks, we should move forward courageously. Thinking too much will only make us timid and unable to achieve great things. This is the inferior way."

Chen Luo remained unmoved.

This congressman is doomed to be killed, no one can save him.

As for the enemies behind, they will naturally be dealt with by themselves.

"Have you decided?"

"It was decided at the beginning." Chen Luo nodded.

The old Taoist sighed and let go of Chen Luo's hand. He looked up at the sky, and wisps of black air spread down from the sky. The invasion of nightmare intensified. Since the last crack was opened, the speed of this erosion has been accelerating.

"A world of calamity..."

The old Taoist muttered to himself, his face looked even more tired, and his life entered the countdown.

The night is silent.

When the sun rose again, the whole villa was stained with blood. Everyone in the house, including the two big black dogs raised by the councillor, was killed by Chen Luo, and even the passing ants were killed. By the time the relevant departments reacted, Chen Luo had already returned to Qingyang Palace with the Taoist priest Changqing.

Such a major case as the murder of a congressman soon alarmed the higher-ups.

Countless eyes converged on him, and Chen Luo, as the biggest suspect, was immediately approached. However, due to his special identity and the protection of Changqing Laodao, the relevant departments only went through the formalities and released him.

A few days later, the congressman's guilt was suddenly exposed.

Cult, surrender to the enemy, sacrifice nightmare

When the evidence was exposed, everyone's attention was diverted. For a time, the crowd was excited and everyone was condemning the dead congressman. All kinds of conflicts hidden in the dark were ignited to the peak. However, these were all superficial. Everyone hiding in the dark knew about Chen Luo, and knew about this "righteous man".

"This is the kind of person we need in the current situation! Find a way to promote him and make him a sharp sword in our hands."

At the barrier outside the sky, an old man slapped Chen Luo's photo.

"Old Du is dead. He was killed by a fool."

"Can't this idiot die later? If he dies at this time, what will happen to the sacrifice? The sacrificial ceremony will be held next month. If the gods are unhappy, the beautiful dream will turn into a nightmare!"

"Let Old Sun take charge! No matter what, the sacrifices must not be interrupted."

"We also need to deal with that young fool. Old Man Li wants to train this kid to be a sword, so we should break his sword first."

In the darkness, a group of people whose faces could not be seen clearly sat at the edge of a long table, and only the outline of each person could be seen.

This is a dream party.

The reason why cultists are difficult to catch is that their gatherings take place in dreams.

The group of people who joined Nightmare possessed abilities that ordinary people did not possess, and they called these abilities "miracles".

The death of Councillor Du Jiang was just the beginning, and the subsequent impact was the most difficult. This was the reason why Changqing Laodao did not recommend Chen Luo to kill Du Jiang directly. The enemies in the open were not worth fearing. The real trouble was the people hiding in the dark, because you didn't know what kind of skin they were wearing during the day.

They may be idols on TV, righteous politicians, or relatives and friends around you.

Chen Luo is still in the Night Affairs Bureau.

After solving the problem of Councillor Du's family, he was promoted to the director of the Night Affairs Bureau of Rongcheng District. Chang Qing Laodao made a lot of efforts in this. He felt that he had not much time left, so he used his own connections to pave the way for Chen Luo.

Chen Luo became busier after his promotion.

There are endless cultists being caught every day. These people are like cockroaches and can never be killed.

Five years passed in a flash.

The thirty-year-old Chen Luo had a more weathered look on his face and a few more beards on his chin. Years of killing had given him a temperament that ordinary people did not have. When ordinary people saw him, they would subconsciously feel fear in their hearts.

"Getting married? I know. It will be next month."

Chen Luo was sitting in a chair when he received a long-awaited call from Bai Xiaochuan.

After not contacting each other for many years, the two people's tone of voice became much more distant.

Unlike Chen Luo, Bai Xiaochuan returned to his hometown after graduation. Under the arrangement of his family, he gained experience in the local area for two years. Finally, he returned to the family group and inherited the family business. Now he is successful and well-known in the local area. The other classmates are the same. Some went to big cities to work hard, and some returned to their hometowns to get married and have children. They are obviously of the same generation, but they feel like they are from different generations.

The same is true for Chen Luo in the eyes of others.

A classmate who was in politics, held a high position at a young age. Except for Bai Xiaochuan, other classmates basically didn't contact him much, firstly because they were not close to him in the first place, and secondly because of their low status.

Everyone has a scale in their heart, and this scale will make them subconsciously distance themselves from people who are very different from them.

The strong will be lonely and the weak will be helpless.

Because they don't fit in.

"Captain, how should we deal with this person?" Director Wang specifically asked, what he meant was "Wait until Chen Luo finished his call. Ao Ye, who had been waiting for a long time, dared to come over to report on his work. He had a document in his hand with the signature of the leader of the Municipal Bureau on it.

"Kill him."

Chen Luo glanced at the photo on the document and threw the thing out.

He had arrested this man himself, a true cultist. When he arrived at the scene, this madman had just sacrificed a whole family, not even sparing the children. If it wasn't for digging out the boss behind him, Chen Luo would have twisted his head off long ago.

"Kill again?"

Ao Ye was stunned for a moment, feeling that his future was bleak.

Since following Chen Luo, he has no idea how many people he has offended. He has not received any promotion or salary increase in the past six months, but his chances of being assassinated have increased significantly. (End of this chapter)