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Chapter 215 A World Without Swearing

"Dude, take it easy, don't be so mentally sensitive."

"Who's your buddy?!"

"Oh~ okay~" Fan Liang shrugged, it would be more perfect if he had a pipe in his mouth.

"Then you keep quiet and listen to me."

Cheng Xia crossed her arms, squinted at Fan Liang and said, "Speak, we'll listen."

"The reason why Mr. Ma Fei's body is suddenly cold and convulsed is not because he has awakened a supernatural power, but because there is a 'monster' at work."

"Strange?"

"To be precise, it's cold sting." Fan Liang explained. "Cold sting often falls with the snow and hides in people's hair, making it hard to guard against. It feels like a louse, but it doesn't suck blood. It absorbs heat from the human body. In winter, when people feel cold all of a sudden, it is the cold sting that absorbs heat.

The most common thing is that many sick elderly people can't survive the winter. Apart from physical reasons, it is also related to the cold torpor. "

Cheng Xia's expression changed slightly, "Are you serious?"

"Of course, I analyzed it based on clues."

Liu Xiaoxiao vaguely felt that Fan Liang's words were a little familiar.

"What... a clue?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked curiously.

"Symptoms of his illness."

"anything else?"

"What else?" Fan Liang lowered his head and smiled slightly, "One path to the truth is enough."

"But how did you think of Han Zhe?"

"I went to the search bureau's official website to check some information." Fan Liang took out his phone and shook it.

Liu Xiaoxiao slapped her head. She had indeed forgotten that there are a lot of information on the official website of the Search Bureau, but to enter the page, one needs to have the identity of a practitioner.

"If it was a cold sting, my symptoms would be much more serious than that. Besides, the cold sting will melt when I wash my hair. How could my illness be caused by the cold sting?"

Ma Fei really doubted Fan Liang's ability.

"You're right, but it's not right either." Fan Liang finished ambiguously, and asked confidently, "District 5 is cold, and it snows almost every day. When you're busy, you're too tired. Washing your hair gives Han Zhe a chance to take advantage of the situation."

Ma Fei's eyes flickered, he was really told by Fan Liang, he hadn't washed his hair for more than a month, and finally the itching was unbearable, so...

Is it true?
"In the information I checked, there were cases similar to yours. You know, many cases are similar. If you check past cases, you can easily get close to the truth." Fan Liang acted like a great detective.

"Then... how was that case resolved in the end?" Ma Fei asked hastily.

"Let's talk about your physical condition first." Fan Liang's next words made Ma Fei shiver.

"The cold sting probably laid eggs in your scalp."

"!!!"

"Then what should we do?" Ma Fei was so frightened that his face turned pale.

"Of course... just leave it to us."

……

Next, in an indescribable scene, Fan Liang used fire to force dozens of densely packed worms out. It felt like he had found a cockroach nest. The spectacular scene made the scalp numb and the back feel chilly.

But finally, the fourth commission was perfectly resolved.

A few days later, a new copy arrived.

【A world without swear words】.

When Fan Liang saw this name, he had no expectations, only a look of bewilderment, a world without swear words?
What is it?
When entering the dungeon, Fan Liang did not immediately gain control of his body, but looked down on the world from a God's perspective.

Outside a mobile phone store, there was a long queue of people. Today is the day when the new mobile phone of Red Jujube is released. Many people have come to occupy a seat half a month ago. They have worked hard to get the new phone as soon as possible.

A discordant scene quickly occurred.

Someone wants to jump in line.

He was a burly man, he only picked soft persimmons, and soon saw a young man as thin as a chicken cub.

"You...what are you doing?" The young man suddenly squeezed into an iron tower, his forehead was bulging with veins, "Why did you jump in line?"

The strong man shouted with a voice like a broken gong: "When did you see me cutting in line? Didn't I always stand in front of you?"

After all, he took off his shirt, revealing the green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, and the old cow on his waist, tattoos of people blocking people and Buddhas blocking people.

"Why...why are you so unreasonable?" The young man felt aggrieved and refused to give in in his attitude.

"Why am I being unreasonable?"

"I came to line up half a month ago, look at me, and then look at you."

The young man exuded a sour smell, his eyes were bloodshot, and he hadn't closed his eyes properly when he saw it. He looked like a tramp.

Looking at the strong man again, his big back is shiny and smooth, and his body smells like perfume. No matter how you look at it, he is not someone who has been waiting in line for a long time.

"What's wrong with me?" The brawny man said unreasonably, "I like to be clean, and I thought I'd get a new phone soon, so I went to clean up decently. Why did I become a queue jumper when I came back?"

"It's you, I've been in the team for half a month, and I've never seen you before. Did you deliberately dress in such rags to deceive people?" The strong man yelled.

"You...you...you..." The young man was so angry that he couldn't speak, he suddenly bit the strong man's hand, and the latter screamed in pain, hitting the young man's head with his bowl-sized fist .

The young man didn't let go, and quickly bit the strong man's hand to bleed. When the strong man pinned his head and pushed hard, a piece of meat was bitten off, and the blood rushed out.

"You...you..." The brawny man covered his hands, but the blood couldn't stop dripping from between his fingers. He glared at the young man angrily, but he couldn't say a single dirty word. The fire in his heart was getting hotter and hotter. He kicked the young man to the ground violently, and smashed his fist to the face. After a while, the struggling young man's hands and feet became weaker and weaker, and he stopped moving. sunken in.

The young man was beaten to death!
"Killed! Killed!"

People in the queue shouted, some ran, and some rushed up to the strong man who broke the rules. The scene was very chaotic. Some thin people were knocked down and trampled and couldn't get up again.

At this moment, Fan Liang's perspective changed, and he regained control of his body.Wearing a police uniform, he should be a small policeman or something. He and a group of colleagues came to maintain the law and order outside the Dahongzao mobile phone store. Unexpectedly, a vicious incident of wounding and death occurred under their noses.

"Be careful, keep them under control!" Sergeant Carey gave orders to the police officers, and rushed towards the chaotic crowd with his gun. The gangster pushed away, then drew his gun and pointed at the most violent people, and said sharply, "Hold your head with your hands, squat on the ground, immediately!"

(End of this chapter)