Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Lu Zijun hid behind the table where the vase was placed and clearly saw the bad woman lying in a large red pool.

Her heart was tense and her face became even paler. She didn't dare to look but couldn't help but look.

He noticed that the elder brother named Jiang came to his side and carefully raised his head to observe.

Unexpectedly, the elder brother didn't deflect his gaze and ignored him.

Lu Zijun could only follow his back towards the elevator with his eyes, a trace of hesitation appearing on his bloodless face.

In this moment of hesitation, the eldest brother with a beautiful profile was covered by the closed elevator door.

She looked around blankly, her eyes moving back and forth between the bad woman in a pool of blood and the gentle sister who was a little shy in her dress.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something, walked out from his desk, and ran towards an open safe in the room.

She did not look at the cash in the cabinet. Instead, she stretched out her trembling little bruised hand, grasped the pistol inside, and took it out with trembling teeth.

It was difficult for Lu Zijun to estimate the weight of this pistol. He only knew that the stimulation and pressure made his little heart almost jump out of his body.

Even though she was wearing a tight-fitting women's jacket, she still looked a little empty.

Staring in the direction of the exit of the secret room, without even daring to take a breath, he quietly hid the gun in the inner pocket of his clothes.

Guns are dangerous, she knows this very well, but she really doesn't want to be unable to resist when she encounters evil people.

Even if we are determined to die together, we don't have the ability to defeat the enemy.

To a certain extent, this gun can give her this ability.

The premise was that the gentle elder sister would not find out that Lu Zijun was touching the pistol through his clothes, with a somewhat uneasy look on his face.

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When Liu Yuan came from the alley to the gate of the casino on the fifth floor, he felt a chill on the back of his neck for no reason.

As he walked towards the door, he looked behind him suspiciously.

It wasn't until his right hand was pressed against the door handle that he realized why something felt wrong.

It was so quiet, so quiet that it was like visiting a cemetery late at night to sweep graves.

No matter how good the sound insulation is, you won't be able to hear even the slightest sound in the casino when you walk in front of the door.

So he became more and more curious about what happened to make Si Zhitan, the big boss of one side, so panicked and desperate.

The heavy door was slowly pushed open slightly, and the light inside was stronger than the light in the corridor. Liu Yuan's eyes refocused before he could clearly see the scene inside the door.

Uh-huh——

Liu Yuan's legs went weak, he hugged the door handle and vomited directly.

The stir-fried vegetables he had eaten for dinner were only half digested, and now they all came to his throat. He was rushed by the bloody smell in the door, and finally couldn't help but burst out, spurting out from the seam of his palm when he realized something was wrong and covered his mouth.

The food in his stomach was corroded and fermented, and when it came out of his throat, it made him feel even more uncontrollable, so he vomited more and more violently.

What he saw was a carpet stained orange-red with blood. There was a large area of ​​sticky blood and minced meat at the door. Broken limbs and corpses were scattered on the ground.

Dozens of corpses were left more than 30 meters away, all lying sideways.

Liu Yuan quickly vomited all the acidic water in his stomach, forced himself to hold back the nausea and fear in his heart, and took a panoramic view of the scene in the hall.

Although these people deserved their death, can the guy whom he mistakenly regarded as the "Dragon Team" really be regarded as punishing evil and promoting good?

He stared at it for a long time, until his eyes could no longer hold anything else except blood and dead people, and then he collapsed on the ground in a pile of vomited filth.

"Liu Yuan." It wasn't until Yang Zhengyun's serious voice came from the intercom that he was finally awakened.

"Four Finger Tan is dead."

What!Liu Yuan almost jumped up from the ground and asked directly: "How did you die? Where did you die?"

Yang Zhengyun looked at the almost intact commercial car and the piece of rotten meat in the shadow next to the driver's side door with uncertain eyes.

"Parking place at the gate of Golden Years."

Liu Yuan stumbled and panted out of the alley, and saw a blurry commercial vehicle parked in the darkness in the distance.

"This..." His clothes were covered in vomit, which really didn't smell good.

Yang Zhengyun, however, seemed unaware and just said in a low voice: "Four Finger Tan has done many evil things. There must be evidence hidden in the golden years."

"Liu Yuan, go back and call Xiao Hai and Xiao Lu over and see if you can take this opportunity to get other evidence!"

When he saw the evil-stricken Four-Finger Tan in such a miserable state, the fire in Liu Yuan's heart began to burn again, and the fear he had felt when he saw so many corpses faded away a lot.

There are dozens more corpses on the fifth floor, but how many crimes have been committed and families destroyed by Si Zhidan and a group of followers over the years?

When Liu Yuan heard Yang Zhengyun's words, he nodded excitedly and ran directly to where he parked his car.

After running more than ten meters away, he suddenly turned his head and shouted to his master: "Master, are you sure that the dead man is really Si Zhi Tan?"

His voice drifted far away along the wind in this empty and lonely night.

"Yes!" Yang Zhengyun watched Liu Yuan leave. He didn't know whether he should be happy or not. Although Four Finger Tan was executed, it had nothing to do with him.

Is this fair?Do the people who have been persecuted for these years feel that such an ending is what they want?

No one answered.

After a moment of silence, Yang Zhengyun slowly turned around, and then he saw the lights gradually lighting up one by one.

There was also the sound of opening the window that was not audible at first but came together from the alley behind.

Didn't it mean that many people around here have moved away?Yang Zhengyun was a little puzzled. After a few minutes, he finally heard the sound of dense footsteps.

Feeling nervous, Yang Zhengyun quickly lowered his head and ran in the opposite direction, hiding in the night to observe.

The light of many flashlights swept across the commercial vehicle one after another. After seeing the license plate number, someone finally boldly stepped forward and discovered the unknown creature.

The man who walked around to the side of the car was an unknown age. He had white hair and was wearing a washed-out coat. There was a piggy hairpin embroidered in random stitches on his chest.

"Four-finger Tan! It's really four-finger Tan!" He shone the flashlight on the side of the car in disbelief. After just one glance, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The crowd moved forward with apprehension. They all recognized the demon turning into ashes without much recognition.

After a moment of silence, some people finally collapsed, losing any strength in their bodies, and fell to their knees on the ground.

"Four-finger Tan is dead! Four-finger Tan is dead!!"

The voices of many people were mixed together, with intense sadness and joy in their hearts, completely tearing the quiet night apart.

Someone cried loudly, lying on the ground and ignoring the large pool of blood and meat paste. He crawled forward and grabbed the only intact calf, trying his best to tear off the adhering fascia.

Even though his hands were covered with blood, he didn't feel any fear at all. Instead, he bit down on the leg with his teeth and tore off a large piece of flesh.

When everyone saw this, there was no chill in their hearts. Instead, they felt a strong sense of revenge, and they all rushed forward to carve up Si Zhi Tan's limbs.

"And Haozi, that woman with big eyes and the surname Liu..."

After Si Zhi Tan's death, these people still couldn't understand their hatred and looked up at the fifth floor of Golden Years.

They gathered together by chance and witnessed the death of Si Zhidan. They suppressed their fear of these gangsters and only thought about revenge.

"Four Finger Tan is dead, and the people under his command must have suffered heavy losses. Let's rush in and kill them!!" The man, who had a piggy hairpin sewn on his coat with needlework, took advantage of the excitement of the crowd and yelled through gritted teeth. road.

"Kill them!"

"Kill them all!" A series of echoing voices sounded. Everyone's mouth was full of blood, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent. It looked chilling.

Yang Zhengyun hid in the dark, watching the excited crowd rushing into the golden years with bricks, stones, shovels and other objects, his eyes a little absent-minded.

He had never thought that these people had such great hatred for Four Finger Tan, and he finally understood what it meant to want to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.