A moment later, Song Jinshu got what he wanted.
The man in black was covered in blood, all his cultivation was destroyed. He coughed up blood and pleaded in his eyes, but he couldn't utter a word.
“Crack—”
Song Jinshu destroyed the formation plate quickly and efficiently.
"Master, is this all right?"
Geng Wushuang also covered his head and woke up from his coma.
“It’s not that simple.”
Song Jinshu shook his head, "I've asked.
This person's code name is 'Three', and there is a very scary organization behind him.
The luck-borrowing charm he made was not used by only him.
More often than not, they were intentionally scattered everywhere by people within the organization.
While those with ill intentions satisfy their own desires, they absorb the luck of both the user and the person being used, just like a virus.
The destruction of this master disk can only temporarily destroy the borrowed luck charms that have already been used.
Let those with evil intentions receive temporary punishment.
But once they find someone to replace Three, or if those treacherous individuals still have unused Borrowed Luck Charms, it will be difficult to track them down."
"Master, rest assured. I will report this matter as soon as possible."
When Geng Wushuang heard this, he felt a little worried.
But after thinking about it, he decided to comfort Song Jinshu.
"However, I think that both this 'Three' and that Borrowed Luck Charm are unlikely to be backed up, so Master, you don't need to worry too much.
In addition, after we return, we will contact police across the country to investigate this matter in detail.
I personally believe that if we can find those with bad intentions this time and keep them under close surveillance, there shouldn't be much trouble."
Song Jinshu relaxed his brows and nodded.
"The backlash of luck is not so easy to bear.
The people you are looking for should be divided into the following three types.
The first one, from this moment on, becomes very unlucky.
The second type is committing too many evil deeds and dying accidentally.
The third kind…”
Song Jin looked at the middle-aged man who was being escorted into a police car by a police officer.
Geng Wushuang hurried to follow and see.
"Bang—"
The middle-aged man codenamed "Three" didn't know whether it was bad luck or bad luck, but he suddenly bumped into the car door.
“Crack—”
The man's nose was bleeding profusely.
"Ho-ho-ho"
The blood rushed back into his nasal cavity, choking him and causing his eyes to roll back.
The medical staff who arrived immediately gave him first aid.
“Crack—”
The middle-aged man was successfully rescued, but several bones in his body were broken.
"Let's bandage him first."
The emergency doctor wiped the sweat off his face, helped the man fix the broken limbs, and carried him into the police car.
“Click——”
The stretcher, which should have been extremely strong, suddenly broke in the middle with a "ripping" sound, and the support fixed on the man was knocked off its place.
"ah--"
The man was wincing in pain.
But the story is not over yet.
The doctor had no idea how many times he had re-bandaged his wound before finally giving up, stuffing the man into the ambulance and rushing straight to the hospital.
"Sizzle—"
The medical vehicle had a flat tire when turning a corner and crashed into a stone pillar beside the road. All the medical staff were safe and sound.
The middle-aged man, however, let out a "puff" and broke free from the straps that should not have been broken, breaking the other half of his ribs.
"I—die—"
The middle-aged man was tortured, with tears of regret in his eyes.
He hated himself for not being tough enough before and letting Song Jinshu kill him directly.
"What nonsense are you talking about!
Our country values human rights. Even if you have committed a heinous crime, you are a good-for-nothing and a criminal.
As medical workers, we will not give up on you!"
The medical staff spoke righteously and began to rescue the patient.
The middle-aged man had no desire to live, but he still didn't die.
Seeing this, Song Jinshu finally looked away.
He chuckled and finished the rest of his words, "The third type is this one. Although you are unlucky, you won't die from it. You will only be so unlucky that your life will be worse than death.
Until the end of his life, and then to the underworld, to receive the judgment he deserves."
Geng Wushuang: “…”
Geng Wushuang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
He quickly edited Song Jinshu's words into a text message, sent it to his immediate superior, and followed Song Jinshu to the hospital where the children were.
“Hahaha, this is delicious!”
"Mom, I really feel much better, please give me some candy!"
In the hospital, the children changed from their previous lethargy and were no longer obedient even when they were injured.
Some parents can still tolerate it, but some have veins on their foreheads and are so angry that they want to have a doubles fight.
Song Jinshu smiled and walked in.
Geng Wushuang also changed back into his police uniform.
"Okay, the matter is resolved, you can go back."
He announced behind Song Jinshu.
“Wow, that’s great!”
Everyone cheered, but remained motionless.
During the time that Song Jinshu was away, they had already thoroughly investigated Song Jinshu's situation and knew that she had real abilities.
They believed the police, but when they encountered such a thing, they couldn't help but look at Song Jinshu.
"rest assured."
Song Jinshu nodded in agreement. While speaking, he asked the medical staff for paper and pen, wrote down a prescription for strengthening the body and replenishing vital energy, and handed it to everyone.
"But the children are young, so you shouldn't take it lightly after you go back. It's best for them to get more sun and nourish themselves according to this recipe."
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