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Lin Xiaoquan huddled on the hood, hugging his legs tightly, lowering his head and letting his black hair and knees cover his eyes.

She wanted to turn a blind eye to Li Yang's behavior, but the chewing sounds in her ears kept reminding her of what was happening next to her.

Lin Xiaoquan was as afraid of Li Yang as Tie Lin was when he first met Meng Xing.

Powers from different dimensions, and. . . . cruel.

After about ten minutes, Li Yang finished his dinner.

In the past, when Li Yang encountered such good products, he would break them down and eat them all.

Now Li Yang is like a damn nouveau riche, he doesn't know how to be frugal at all.

He only eats the most delicious parts.

He tore off the cloth embroidered with the red moon on the twenty elders and wiped his mouth gracefully.

His body was covered in blood, and his mouth to throat was also scarlet. He looked unsightly when eating.

Li Yang said while arranging his clothes and mask:

"Actually, I am not willing to accept the order sent by your master.

This lowly character is not worth my time.

However, these dirty people should not kill here and dirty the place where the gods live. "

Lin Xiaoquan can extract many information points from this passage.

First, this person knows Tielin, and Tielin may know many such people.

Secondly, the old city is not as simple as imagined, a 'land of gods'?

Is there a scarier guy here?

Same with the mask. . . . . . What is the connection between this man and the man in the mask of the Crying Ghost King?

Masked Man, is it an organization?

Li Yang looked at the little girl with his peripheral vision:

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I know your master very well."

Li Yang has two major hobbies.

Selling drugs and eating people.

After Li Yang became a hunter, his requirements for food quality increased and he stopped eating people.

After swallowing the [Yellow Spring Fruit], he became more proficient in medicine.

So the addiction to selling drugs is getting bigger and bigger.

What's outrageous is that he can perfectly integrate the two hobbies.

He likes to use drugs to control addicts to eat people.

This matter was something Tielin couldn't tolerate, even if Li Yang was a hunter.

Tielin has always wanted to arrest Li Yang and bring him to justice, but Meng Xing has an indifferent attitude towards this.

If Li Yang could really catch Tielin, then Li Yang would be a bit bad.

If Tielin was killed by Li Yang for arresting Li Yang, Meng Xing would not interfere, he deserved it.

After Li Yang said this, he bent his legs, used his strength to fly up into the sky, and disappeared from where he was.

Lin Xiaoquan looked dullly at Li Yang who had disappeared, his eyes looking blankly for something on the street.

There was nothing but corpses on the ground and blood-stained security uniforms.

Lin Xiaoquan started panting heavily, took out the phone from his pocket, and dialed.

"Hello? Xiaoquan? What's wrong?"

After Lin Xiaoquan heard the master's gentle voice, he could no longer suppress it and screamed hysterically:

"what!!!!!"

"Xiaoquan! Xiaoquan! What's wrong? What happened?!"

Lin Xiaoquan burst into tears:

"Dead, dead, Master, all dead!

All three groups of brothers are dead! "

. . . . . . .

Half an hour later, Tielin Tie appeared on the streets of the old city with a livid face.

Behind him, a dozen security vehicles flashed their security lights.

Forensic doctors in white coats trotted to examine the bodies, and the sheriffs shouted and pulled up isolation ropes at the scene.

Everyone was very busy, only Lin Xiaoquan was sitting on the hood stupidly, wearing a Tielin coat.

Tielin looked at the bodies of the twenty elders on the hood with complicated eyes.

The method of committing the crime looked familiar, it was done by "The Starving Ghost".

Unexpectedly, it was [Starving Ghost] who saved Lin Xiaoquan.

After Tielin discovered the group of 'refugees' on the city wall, he was afraid that Lin Xiaoquan, who was patrolling the old city, would be in danger, so he posted a mission on the Hunter Guild app, [Protect Lin Xiaoquan].

He couldn't ask the Hunter's Guild to protect the remaining brothers, because so many vigilantes were saved by hunters, which exposed the Guild.

It's not allowed by the rules.

The only exception is Lin Xiaoquan, because both Tielin and Meng Xing default to Lin Xiaoquan as the future hunter.

"Master, who are they?" Lin Xiaoquan looked straight at the blue and red security lights in the distance.

Tielin didn't know whether Lin Xiaoquan was asking about the "Starving Ghosts" or those mysterious people in rags.

"Leader, there's something wrong with these people." A police officer walked up to Tielin holding a tablet computer.

Tielin breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this man came to his rescue.

The Sheriff continued:

"These thugs have no record with the Sheriff's Department."

He hesitated for a while and said:

"I suspect it is a supernatural force."

Tielin had already expected this answer and gave a faint 'hmm'.

After a long time, Tielin said:

"Award medals of military merit to brothers who died, and triple their pensions."

The sheriff nodded and walked back to the scene with the tablet.

Passing by the body of a colleague, he sighed unbearably:

"Alas! It's the Chinese New Year..."

This sentence reached Tielin's ears clearly, and his eyes became increasingly dim, like stars about to die of old age.

The phone rang at this time. Tielin took it out and looked at it. It was a message from the Hunter Guild.

[Mission: Retreat]

[Mission details: Order the security officers to quickly clean up the battlefield and evacuate the old city. 】

[Task reward: 10 points]

[Mission failure: 50 points deducted]

Tielin took out a cigarette, but the lighter could not be lit.

He threw away the cigarette irritably and said to Lin Xiaoquan:

"Write a report and submit it to my office tomorrow."

After saying that, he got into a security car and started the car to go to the new city.

. . . . . .

Xincheng District, a high-end apartment.

It was already midnight, and there were fireworks outside the window.

The apartment is well soundproofed and you can barely hear any noise inside.

Zheng Dingshan has no habit of setting off firecrackers.

According to him, firecrackers are too girly compared to guns.

After Zheng Dingshan's wife brought the last dish out of the kitchen, the family of three began to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner.

It was very quiet at the dining table. My wife and children were all sitting upright, no one was chatting, and even eating was silent.

Zheng Dingshan looked gloomy, picked up the wine bottle and kept pouring it into his mouth.

He just got the news.

The moon-worshiping disciples encountered an ambush by the police in the old city. Of the two groups, only Lin Xiaoquan, the military attaché captain who had risen through the ranks with a man's belt, was left alive.

Those nosy vigilantes will die if they die, and they will die.

As the director, he can always suppress the situation and will not let the administrator of the Security Bureau in the city know about it.

But why were these police officers so brave that they blocked the moon worshipers from outside the old city?

The report hasn't come out yet, so Zheng Dingshan doesn't know the specific situation there.

Zheng Dingshan only thought that some of the moon-worshiping disciples died, and most of them were repelled by the police officers.

He took a sip of wine irritably.

He didn't know how to explain it to the Moon Worshipers, and he felt that he, as the director, was being treated as a loser.