The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 41 Reasons
"You're a fool, you shit."

Li Ang whistled, leaned against the door and said with a smile: "Repeat, you are a goddamn fool."

His words are vulgar and vulgar, his tone is cold and blunt, and his eyes do not have a trace of warmth. It is reminiscent of a blizzard day, a steel statue on the endless white field, and the chill that penetrates the heart can freeze the long river.

The rain was still falling, and Lei Ting remained unmoved by the ants on the ground.

Richard groaned and barely got up from the ground, his arm was broken and twisted, the pale arm ulna pierced through the skin covered with thick body hair, exposed outside, dripping blood kept falling.

"It's still a while before dawn, we can have a good talk." Li Ang put his pistol back in his waist pouch, moved a chair and sat down leisurely, as if he was the owner of the manor.

"Mr. Batman, can you tell me, have you been to Auschwitz in 1942?"

"What?" The Dark Knight obviously couldn't keep up with Li Ang's pace of thinking, "No."

"Have you been to Kigali, the capital of Rwanda in 1994?"

".No."

"Okay, let me change the question again, have you been to Indonesia in 1998?"

The dark knight gradually understood the meaning of Leon, he kept silent reservedly, his broad shoulders were hidden under the cloak.

"You see, our world is so absurd, our race is so cruel, the nature of killing and abuse is engraved in our genes and cannot be changed,"

Li Ang mentioned a dead body of a gunman who had already been so cold, and with his latex gloved fingertips lifted the body's messy hair soaked in plasma, staring at the muddy and lifeless dilated pupils and said: "Of course, it may be more difficult to use your hands." In familiar Christian terms, this is the 'original sin' that carries with us every human being."

He let go of the corpse's head, and gravity carried the corpse back to the ground.

Snapped.

The stench of blood caused waves, and the circular ripples spread and then contracted.

"You know what the heart of Shakespeare's opera is, Mr. Batman?"

".revenge."

"bravo," Leon saluted the Dark Knight in Latin cheers, "vengeance, blood for blood, life for life! Crimes revealed, villains judged, happy endings, as I am now Do it like this."

He lowered his arm, chopped off the head of the warm corpse with a sharp axe, threw it in the air and kicked it out like a football, smashing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hall.

Batman took a step forward, his cloak stretched out like wings, "Judging them is a matter of law, you are not qualified to cross this line."

"Don't get me wrong, I agree with the law." Li Ang replied solemnly: "The law is the most solemn and sacred invention of human beings. It is a general, universal and rigorous code of conduct that provides models and standards for people's behavior. , style and direction, I respect the law as much as I respect humanity and morality."

What he said, combined with the blood and splatter all over the place, made Batman think he was telling another ridiculous black humorous joke.

"I am not the kind of lynching advocate who is ignorant and ignorant and talks about cruel nature as social truth," Li Ang said solemnly: "I have carefully studied most of the laws in the world. The Ur-Nam Code, founded by Ur-Nam, the founding monarch of the third dynasty of Ur in the Sopotamian Plain, and the French Civil Code passed by the French Legislative Council in 2000 and edited by Napoleon, and even today I have read all the legal provisions implemented in 1804 countries and 199 regions around the world and kept them in my mind."

This is not to deceive Batman. Li Ang really spent a month in the Gotham City Library reading the laws of various countries, and searched the Internet for supplementary knowledge of countless judgment cases. Now he is confident that he can be admitted to any top law firm .

"You see, the law has the functions of expressing, correcting, preventing, etc. It can maintain social order and protect the safety and interests of the public." Li Ang pointed the blade of the hand ax at Richard who was lying on the ground, and said: "However, as I said, Gotham is a mud pit. People like Mr. Richard can't stay in court for a few days before being released again. American law is for the powerful and powerful. They serve at the top."

"It's not like that." Batman said a few words through his teeth: "This city is changing, and the coming of Lincoln March will completely change the situation."

"Who knows?" Li Ang whistled nonchalantly, "Mr. Harvey Dent, the former Gotham City District Court Special Attorney and former Gotham City District Court Prosecutor, can become famous after an accident." "Double-faced people", people will always deteriorate on the way forward."

Before Batman opened his mouth to defend, Li Ang said again: "Tell you a very interesting thing, Mr. Batman, now I have a special function that can see ghosts, you know that this Sapa is in my sight What is the manor like?"

The "Heavenly Demon Slaughtering God Technique" was running quietly, and the spiritual energy of the Yin evil attribute escaped, covering the surroundings with a layer of confusion like smoke and mist.

Sapa Manor is the stronghold of the Italian mafia family. No one knows how many innocent souls who have been murdered are buried under it until now.

Li Ang's spiritual power directly awakened those ghosts and grudges who haunted this place and refused to leave, allowing them to be seen by ordinary people without spiritual knowledge in a very short period of time.

From Batman's point of view, under the wooden floor of the Sapa Manor, misty human-shaped mist emanated a gloomy and cold light, and the originally spacious hall seemed extraordinarily crowded at this moment.

"Justin Jackson, a Gotham real estate agent who was shot and buried outside under a birch tree for refusing to sell his business to Richard Sapa, on February 1984, 2,"

"Dane Thompson, a young and promising journalist, sneaked into the Sapa Manor at night because he wanted to uncover the truth about the death of his fiancée, was strangled by his hands, and his body was sunk in an oil drum below Gotham Harbor, Died on December 1999, 12."

"Martha Thompson, a beautiful young waitress who worked in a bar, was taken into a car by Antonio Sapa and his men one day drunk - and she was strangled in the car the next morning, dying of On December 1999, 12, she was Dane's fiancée."

"David Walker."

"Lopez Lewis."

Li Ang read the names and causes of death of these evil ghosts, and every time he read a paragraph, those ghosts stepped forward, surrounded Batman and enveloped them.

"Now, Mr. Dark Knight, please be like Robert Badindale (Professor of Law at the University of Paris, Notre Dame, who advocates the abolition of the death penalty and published "Fighting for the Abolition of the Death Penalty"), give me, give these poor A reason for the people, a reason not to kill Richard Sapa."

(End of this chapter)