I'm the fourth calamity, but they call me a saint

When the night enveloped the entire Zhulan.

Near Qi Zicheng's manor, two police officers who were specially transferred here to guard the manor during this period were smoking and chatting.

Recently, because the murderer who called himself "Zhao Wei" committed two tragic crimes in succession, all the police officers in the Zhulan Police Department started working overtime.

For those who were specially transferred out to guard the homes of high-level figures, the task was actually much easier, at least it would not be so dangerous.

Just when one of the police officers was lamenting that a relative of his in the sun was also a police officer. Last month, he participated in the suppression of the labor rebellion, killed five or six reactionaries, was commended for his meritorious service, and was rewarded with a large sum of money.

His head suddenly fell off his neck!

Another police officer, who was still puffing smoke and listening to this with envy, suddenly widened his eyes, but before he could pull out the gun from the holster on his waist and shout.

The blood-stained sickle had already pierced his chest again!

Two figures in black uniforms fell to the ground. Li Wei waved his sickle and shook off the remaining blood beads on it.

Bai Li and Xiao Bai followed behind him. She held the large "dandelion" in her arms and took care of it carefully to prevent the dandelion from falling apart before they reached the place.

"Is that sickle a magical weapon that looks worn out but actually has a great origin? I see you have been using it all the time?"

Bai Li asked in confusion while transplanting the "dandelion" to the blood-stained land under their feet.

Li Wei raised the knife in his hand and looked at the large area of ​​hyacinths that swayed in the breeze at night.

"It's not a magical weapon. I picked it up casually in front of the grave of the laborers who were sold from Taiyang to Zhulan."

Hearing this answer, Bai Li stopped talking.

She just remained silent, transplanted the dandelion to the ground, and then turned to Xiao Bai and said.

"The wind direction is right. I need you next."

Xiao Bai patted his rhizome with his blade, and then it sank into the soil.

A few seconds later, a patch of green grass gradually emerged around the dandelion. The grass protected the dandelion, but soon, the green grass turned yellow and withered. Instead, the dandelion in the middle seemed to absorb their nutrients and life, becoming more vigorous!

Just after all the grass died, the seeds on the dandelion also scattered.

Countless seeds drifted to the large hyacinth field with the wind!

Every time the seeds drifted to a place, the petals of the originally vigorous and bright hyacinths began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The speed of the spread of the bacteria was terrifying. Almost when a hyacinth withered and died, a large area of ​​flowers around it would wither together!

Soon, a road that could pass through the flower field appeared in front of them.

Li Wei walked in front, waving a sickle, and casually cut off the hyacinths that had withered and died. Bai Li followed behind him with Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai was obviously a little depressed, and the nutrients he transferred to another plant made it not in a very good mental state.

They walked forward for about a thousand meters in the flower field and finally approached. Some windows were still lit, and it was a huge manor!

"Do you know where he sleeps?"

After seeing this manor, Bai Li's face became gloomy and indifferent.

"Qi Miaomiao once brought me here. He fell in love with me at that time and wanted to force me to stay. I forced him to die, and Qi Miaomiao didn't want to let go of such a useful person like me, so he was forced to give up, so of course I know where he lives!"

"Then let's go. As a guest coming late at night, of course you have to say good night to the host."

Qi Zicheng was still awake.

He was gently stroking a soft, smooth, and trembling body.

The girl was tied up and placed on a cross. A variety of bloody torture instruments were placed on a table next to her.

On the other side, there was a grill with burning charcoal, which illuminated the surrounding area with red light. The scene became a little eerie!

Qi Zicheng's smile was gentle and sincere, and his eyes were full of love.

"I really like you, baby, and I know you like me. Since we love each other deeply, you must be willing to let us be together forever, right?"

The girl, who was covered with her mouth and full of fear and despair, tried desperately to beg for mercy.

She struggled violently, but she couldn't break free from the ropes no matter what she did. Instead, Qi Zicheng, who had already raised the skinning knife in front of him, became more excited!

"Ha! You don't agree? So you've been lying to me all along! You don't love me at all, you just sweet-talk me, right? Then I'll punish you even more! You disobedient idiot, let me have a taste, let me have a taste of what your flesh tastes like!"

Just as he put the knife on the girl's delicate skin, there was a sudden and urgent knock on the door of this room that never allowed outsiders to enter.

This made Qi Zicheng's face look extremely ugly. He angrily stabbed the knife into the girl's shoulder, causing the girl to let out a painful wail in her throat.

"Didn't I say that when I'm enjoying myself, even if the king of heaven comes, you are not allowed to disturb me! Do you want to die!"

Outside the door, the personal butler who had been following him since childhood shouted anxiously and panicked.

"Master, the security guards near the manor have lost contact! Maybe there is a killer coming in. Why don't you hide first?"

Qi Zicheng's face sank. He picked up his nightgown from the hanger beside him with an irritated look and put it on again. He ignored the girl who was still bleeding and turned to the door and opened it.

"Killer? Ma Xuecheng really guessed it right. Those people really dared to hire someone to kill me? How did he get through that flower field?"

Just as Qi Zicheng cursed and looked outside the door, he suddenly froze in place!

The old housekeeper who called him out was being held by the neck with a sickle, and the unprepossessing young man holding the sickle kicked him in the stomach!

Qi Zicheng suffered a heavy blow and flew backwards for a long distance until his back hit the solid wall and finally stopped.

He spurted blood from his mouth. His face was completely devoid of the joy and excitement before. His eyes were wide open and full of disbelief!

After playing his part, the old housekeeper named Men was killed with a single knife.

The young man holding the sickle walked into the bloody bedroom expressionlessly, and behind him followed an orchid and a girl who did not seem strange to him at all!

"You! You bastard! You are not dead!"