Kou Beiyue squatted on the curb, holding a bowl of pickled cabbage in his hand and slurping noodles.

He stared at something with a dazed look, immersed in thought.

I have figured out where he works, but there are only official walkers there, and I may not be able to win in a one-on-one fight. And if I kill someone in the office, it will affect innocent people, which is not allowed by Wuhen Da.

Teacher allowed

It would be best if I could find out where he lives and sneak over at night, but I'm not good at tracking and it's easy to be discovered.

now,

According to his habit, he will go to a nightclub with his colleagues tonight. This is his chance.

Kou Beiyue's eyes gradually became angry. At this moment, he heard a smiling voice coming from the side:

"A bewitching demon at the Saint level, your foundation is not bad, are you a casual cultivator or from some organization?

The hairs on Kou Beiyue's back stood up. He squatted down and raised himself two meters high. At the same time, he threw the instant noodles in his hand towards the source of the sound.

After doing this series of instinctive actions, he looked over and saw the person who was speaking. He was a young man wearing a sports headband. He was sunny and handsome, the kind of sporty handsome guy.

The hot soup and noodles splashed over, but before they touched the young man's body, they slid down an invisible wall of air.

At the same time, Kou Beiyue's body froze, his limbs stretched out as he stood there, unable to make any more movements.

Invisible chains bound him.

The young man wearing a sports headband smiled and said, "I'm not an official, don't be nervous, I just see that you don't have a strong temper.

But it is a bewitching demon. It is an alien, so I came to take a look.

Kou Beiyue did not relax his vigilance because of the other party's words, but now he had no choice but to cooperate obediently and said in a deep voice:

"What do you want?"

The Demon Eye King asked, "Which organization are you from?"

"Random cultivator!"

"Why don't you like killing people? You should know that the more people you kill, the more violent you become, and the stronger the bewitching demon will be. People in the lawful camp call us evil professions, and it's not slanderous for no reason.

A bloodthirsty, bewitching demon.

It's like waste

Firewood." The Demon Eye King asked with a smile.

Us? He is also a bewitching demon? But how did he know my profession? Kou Beiyue sneered:

"I decide whether to kill someone or not. Why should I let my profession dictate to me?"

The Demon Eye King was stunned and said with a smile: "Interesting, you are an interesting guy."

After saying that, he walked up and slapped Kou Beiyue.

Bang!

The loud slap attracted the attention of passers-by. Kou Beiyue's cheeks were swollen, his eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Roaring like a lion:

"Let me go if you dare, I'll fight you!"

The Demon Eye King suddenly realized:

"So you are belligerent. From ancient times to the present, the bewitching demon has always been the most powerful warrior. Your temperament is suitable for you. If you can be more bloodthirsty, your future achievements will be limitless.

"Boy, are you interested in following me? My trusted younger brother was killed, and I plan to train another one. You are a good one."

Although Li Xianzong was bloodthirsty, he was also arrogant and proud. He would not kill ordinary people unless they provoked him. It was natural for him to kill walkers in the lawful camp.

Moreover, Li Xianzong was not interested in women and would not humiliate them. In addition, he was extremely talented, which is why he was noticed by the Demon Eye King and was given special training.

If the person is a bewitching demon with no bottom line, the King of Evil Eyes will not look down on him.

Kou Beiyue's eyes were full of anger, and he snorted coldly:

“Not interested!”

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" The Demon Eye King said with a smile.

"If you want to kill me, just kill me. Don't waste your time." Kou Beiyue was a young man with a very strong character.

"Interesting~" The Demon Eye King stroked his chin and smiled, "Don't worry, you will promise me that I will take you back to the north when I finish the things at hand."

After saying that, he silently marked Kou Beiyue and turned to leave.

Good Music Hotel.

The taxi stopped outside the hotel. Wang Qian got out of the car, walked into the hotel lobby and stopped at the front desk.

"The Palace Master and the brothers are in Suite 409, please go up quickly.

"The pretty female receptionist whispered.

Wang Qian nodded slightly, went deeper into the hotel, took the elevator and went to the fourth floor.

He found room 409 with ease and knocked on the door according to the agreed rhythm.

The door opened, and the Crazy Monkey King, with hair as fluffy as a lion's mane and a beer belly, stood at the door. When he saw that it was Wang Qian, he hurriedly said:

“Come in quickly.

Wang Qian nodded, squeezed through the crack in the door, and looked around. More than 20 members of the Stop Killing Palace gathered in the large suite, both men and women, sexy and enchanting beauties and men with gloomy temperament.

There are extraordinary practitioners like him, and there are also saint-level strongmen.

Of course, the most powerful one is the gorgeous woman in a red dress sitting behind the desk.

She is the goddess in the eyes of the members of the Killing Stopping Officer. Both men and women are obsessed with the stunningly beautiful official. This is not only the attribute bonus of the musician profession, but also the personal charm of the palace master herself.

Wang Qian didn't know the exact number of members in the Stop Killing Palace, but he knew that there were probably more than thirty and less than forty.

This is almost the same number of people as a spiritual realm family, and is considered a behemoth among civilian organizations.

With a dominant practitioner in charge, even the officials have to pay enough attention and treat him with relative equality.

"Everyone has arrived in Ji. I have already personally notified those who cannot come." The killing officer looked around the room and announced.

"From today on, everyone will temporarily withdraw from Songhai. I have already found a place to stay and the Great Sage Qingzang will take you there."

The faces of all the members changed slightly and they looked at each other in dismay.

The Crazy Monkey King explained with his beer belly:

"The Demon Eye King of the Military Bishop is looking for the official and has offered a reward for us on the black market. Any clue related to us is worth 100,000. I think it is wise to leave Songhai to avoid the limelight for a while.

"In addition, while you are away from Songhai, the Palace Master will subsidize you every month, 10,000 per person."

A seductively dressed woman frowned and said:

"Then when can I come back? Master, I have made a male friend. If I leave Songhai

The Palace Master of Stopping the Killings gave her a faint warning look, and the woman immediately changed her words and sighed:

"But for the sake of the official master, the man doesn't want it."

The Palace Master of Stop Killing nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I will tie up Yuanshi Tianzun and send him to your ** later."

The charming woman's eyes lit up: "It's a deal."

The Palace Master of Stop Killing laughed and said softly, "Lizhi, how long has it been since you were hung up and beaten?"

Call the guests after dinner

Jiang Yu'er lay lazily on the sofa, with her long legs resting on her nephew's thighs.

, put a plate of grapes on her belly, and she ate the grapes while watching the news.

They were watching the Songhai News Channel, which was also the channel my grandfather often watched.

"puff!"

Jiang Yubai turned his head and opened his little mouth, and the grape flew accurately into the trash can a few meters away.

Zhang Yuanqing saw it all and said, "Aunt, it's a pity that you don't learn basketball."

"That's nothing. I can vomit it in even if it's a few meters away." My aunt snorted twice and changed to a more comfortable position.

"Yuanzi, massage auntie's feet."

"No, it stinks!"

"Asshole, I don't know how many men want to pinch my aunt's delicate feet. Don't be ungrateful for what you have." Jiang Yu'er, lying flat on her back, squinted at her nephew at his feet.

Even from the so-called death angle, looking from bottom to top, Zhang Yuanqing couldn't find any flaws on his aunt's face. She was still cute and adorable, and her teardrop mole was still so charming.

At this time, grandpa looked away from the TV screen and asked:

"Since when did you two start watching the news?"

"I don't want to watch it. I just want to accompany grandpa." Zhang Yuanqing said immediately.

"I also want to accompany Dad." Jiang Yu'er said in a soft voice.

Grandpa looked at them strangely and said, "I know what kind of people you two are."

One who only knows how to flirt in exchange for favors, and one who only knows how to smooth talk in exchange for favors, are not filial people.

Jiang Yu'er and Zhang Yuanqing laughed twice and continued to pretend to be dead.

Zhang Yuanqing gently pinched the soles of his aunt's feet, freeing his right hand to operate the phone.

Send a text message to Aunt Xiaoyuan:

"Aunt Xiaoyuan, how are you thinking about the gang?"

Magic Aunt Madoka: "Say it later!"

Alas, Xiaoyuan is a saint and a great figure. It would be great if she could join the gang. If I recruit Aunt Xiaoyuan into the gang, I will have a better chance of getting Master Wuhen's help.

Master Wuhen and the forces attached to him are the targets that Zhang Yuanqing has always wanted to "conquer".

To build your own network of contacts, ordinary wild walkers are of little use, and at worst, they have to be non-governmental organizations. The Stop Killing Officer and the Traceless Hotel are the two most ideal and powerful channels.

Currently, his relationship with the Palace Master of Stop Killing is pretty good and they are becoming more and more familiar with each other, but he has achieved little results with the Wuhen Hotel.

An evil profession is still an evil profession after all. There is an innate grudge and barrier between Xiaoyuan and him. She cannot be moved by just a few sweet words. It requires careful work or a turnaround.

I can only take it slowly. Zhang Yuanqing put down his phone and didn't force it.

At this time, the news anchor said:

"Next, at 5:32 pm today, criminals broke into a company called "Hua Teng Finance" in Rongchuang Building and carried out an inhumane massacre of the company's employees. The means were so cruel that the news

It was unheard of that out of 29 people in the company, only one receptionist survived.

"According to witnesses, the attacker was a young man wearing a headband, about 30 years old. Currently, the Public Security Department has launched an investigation,"

The TV screen switched to surveillance. In the unclear video, a young man wearing a sports headband was pushing open the glass door of a financial company.

The surveillance footage only shows this frozen scene.

The King of Evil Eyes, it must be him. This guy really won't hide quietly. He caused a big incident as soon as he came to Songhai. Zhang Yuanqing clenched his phone tightly.

"Oops~"

My aunt cried out in pain, tears welling up in her eyes as she said aggrievedly, "You hurt me."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhang Yuanqing quickly let go of his aunt's feet and apologized repeatedly.

"Humph!" Jiang Yu'er kicked him lightly in the chest, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom: "I'm not going to watch it anymore, let's go to bed."

Zhang Yuanqing instinctively followed his aunt's back, lowered his head and sent a message to Li Dongze:

"Was the murder of Shi Changrong and Da Xia done by the Demon Eye King?"

He paid attention to the news to see whether the King of Evil Eyes would cause any big trouble, and what he expected actually happened.

Li Dongze quickly replied to Mr. Xin:

"Yes. Elder Gou and Captain Fu have been tracking him secretly, hoping to find him."

As expected, it was Zhang Yuanqing who typed the message: "Why did he massacre that financial company?"

Li Dongze: "It's not clear yet. The Public Security Bureau is still investigating, but based on the information collected so far, this company is not clean. It is a loan company.

Demon Eye, we must continue investigating."

"Got it." Zhang Yuanqing said worriedly, "Will the Demon Eye be in the Machigami Police Station? I'm from the second team and he should know the office address of the second team. You will be in danger."

The office address of the second team is in the Public Security Bureau of Kangyang District. This is not a secret.

Ye may not know, but with the means and identity of the Demon Eye King, it is not difficult to find out.

Li Dongze replied:

"Heh, we have the seeds of the exploding flower. Its aura is very strong, and the Demon Eye King will be able to sense it. He will not risk his moral value being reset to zero just to kill a few irrelevant ants.

"This is what the Centurion wants. After all, we can't really let the seeds explode, otherwise many people will die. Moreover, the bloody incident today

The Demon Eye's moral value has been deducted a lot due to the case. I think he will be quiet for a while and will not continue to kill people."

As they were chatting, they heard the sound of someone typing a password outside the living room, and the security door opened immediately.

Chen Yuanjun came in carrying a briefcase, looking tired.

Zhang Yuanqing replied: "This is an extraordinary period, be careful in everything."

Then he put away his phone and said, "Brother, why did you come back so late?"

"Something happened at work." Chen Yuanjun put his briefcase on the coffee table, sat down at the dining table, and shouted, "Grandma, help me get a bowl of rice. I'm starving."

Zhang Yuanqing, who had just heard about the Rongchuang Building tragedy, hurried to the dining table and sat down, gossiping:

"Is it because of the financial company case? Rongchuang Building? It was just reported in the news."

Chen Yuanjun frowned habitually, looking more and more vicissitudes of life, and sighed:

"It's not just this one thing. There were so many things happening today that the director of our Public Security Bureau jumped off the building." "What?" Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

Grandpa in the living room also turned his head and looked over.

At this time, grandma came out with a bowl of rice, and while passing it over, she gossiped:

"The director jumped off a building? Is there such a thing?

When it comes to gossip, my grandmother is no slouch.

Chen Yuanjun didn't want to say anything at first, but his grandmother looked very interested. If he refused to answer, half of the bowl of rice in his hand would be taken back.

Grandma can do this kind of thing

"It's Zhou Yan, whom I talked about yesterday." Chen Yuanjun took a bite of his rice and said, "The one who was reported for corruption and bribery and acted as a protective umbrella for the loan company."

Grandma asked curiously, "Why did he jump off the building?"

Loan company, Zhou Yan, Rongchuang Building bloodbath Zhang Yuanqing thought, what a coincidence?

Without waiting for Chen Yuanjun to speak, the grandfather sitting on the sofa in the distance asked in a deep voice:

"Is she related to the financial company in Rongchuang Building?"

Although there are many people who are not security guards, my grandfather still has a keen sense of smell.

Chen Yuanjun nodded slightly: "That company is the lending platform she protected."

"Oh!" Grandpa turned his head and commented calmly, "It's not a pity to die."

He didn't want to talk anymore and concentrated on watching TV.

Grandma sat at the table, talking about this and that, and asked for a long time. When she felt that she had understood everything, she reminded me, "Eat well."

She turned around and went into her daughter's room to share gossip.

Zhang Yuanqing went to the bathroom to wash up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, then returned to the room and called the little idiot to move around freely. He then lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

The style of Demon Eye is indeed as the Palace Master of Stop Killing said. He killed 28 people in one breath, no, 29 people, which means his moral value is 2,090. He should not kill people randomly in the near future. He will choose

It is even more difficult to find him when he is lurking and doing good things. During this period, he might shift his attention to finding me and the Palace Master of Stop Killing.

Besides, the military bishop is so well-informed. Wouldn’t I be in even greater danger?

bite

The cell phone beeped.

The Demon Eye King took out his phone to check the information:

"Heavenly King, I have just found out a piece of news. More than a month ago, Ou Xiangrong, who was controlled by the Judge of the Trick Eyes, died at Songhai University. The Yuanshi Tianzun who killed him may be a student at Songhai University.

born."

Songhai University Magic Eye King replied:

"Can you get a photo of Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"I'm sorry, not many people have seen Yuanshi Tianzun, and most of them are official people. We can't get him, and Master Zhi can't get him in a short time."

After reading it, the King of Evil Eyes did not reply and put away his phone.

It doesn’t matter if there are no photos, he can just go to Songhai University to investigate.

11 o'clock late at night, Wuhen Hotel.

The piercing ring woke Xiaoyuan up from her light sleep. She picked up the phone on the bedside table and saw the caller ID

Kou Beiyue!

Xiao Yuan raised her delicate eyebrows and answered the phone, saying coldly:

"You still have the nerve to look for me?"

"Xiao, Xiaoyuan," the boy's awkward and low voice came from the phone, with a little anxiety.

Xiao Yuan was silent for a second, then said, "Tell me what's the matter."

"I, I'm trapped in a nightclub by my enemies. They're searching for me, and I can't hold on for long." Kou Beiyue lowered his voice.

Xiao Yuan stood up suddenly, her face turned serious: "Tell me the location, now!"

"Kangyang District, Honglong Nightclub, Baixing Road." Kou Beiyue whispered:

"I'm not here to ask for help. It's too late. You can't make it. I secretly assassinated an official practitioner, which violated the rules set by Master Wuhen. He can't save me.

"I was too impulsive this time. I didn't expect that the other party had already noticed that I was stalking him. I called you just to tell you that I always treat you as my mother. I have a bad temper and am irritable and impulsive. After my sister died,

I am sorry that you are the only one who doesn't hate me and tolerates my bad temper."

He said a lot, but Xiaoyuan didn't listen to a word he said.

Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It takes at least 40 minutes to get from Jinshan City to Songhai, and there is no time to rush there.

Master Wuhen has set rules that prohibit close friendships with evil professions, and prohibit proactive conflicts with officials. Only by forgetting the past and letting it go can one redeem oneself.

Kou Beiyue broke the rules, so Master Wuhen would never save him.

What to do? Who can save him? Xiao Yuan had a cold face and his thoughts were turning rapidly.

Kangyang District?

She suddenly thought of Yuanshi Tianzun.

P.S. Typos will be corrected later.