Chapter 216 Zheng Dingshan

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Lin Xiaoquan huddled on the hood, hugged her legs tightly, lowered her head to let her black hair and knees cover her eyes.

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

Lin Xiaoquan was afraid of Li Yang, just like Tie Lin's first encounter with Meng Xing.

Power from different dimensions, and... cruelty.

About ten minutes later, Li Yang finished his dinner.

The former Li Yang would break down and eat all of this good stuff when he encountered it.

Now Li Yang is like a damn nouveau riche, not knowing how to be frugal at all.

He only eats the most delicious parts.

He tore off the cloth embroidered with the red moon from the 20th elder and wiped his mouth quite elegantly.

His body was covered in blood, and his mouth to throat was also scarlet. He didn't look good when he ate.

Li Yang said while tidying up his clothes and mask:

"Actually, I don't want to take the order sent by your master.

This kind of inferior character is not worth my effort.

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

Lin Xiaoquan can extract a lot of information from this passage.

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

Second, the old city is not as simple as imagined, 'the place where the gods live'?

Is there a more terrifying guy here?

The same mask... . . . . . What is the connection between this person and the masked man of the crying ghost king?

The masked man, is it an organization?

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

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Your master and I are very familiar with each other."

Li Yang has two major hobbies.

Selling medicine and eating people.

After Li Yang became a hunter, he had higher requirements for the quality of food and didn't eat people much.

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

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

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

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

This is something Tielin cannot tolerate, even if Li Yang is a hunter.

Tielin has always wanted to arrest Li Yang, but Meng Xing doesn't care about it.

If Li Yang can really be caught by Tielin, then Li Yang is a bit bad.

If Tielin is killed by Li Yang because of catching Li Yang, Meng Xing will not ask, he deserves it.

After Li Yang finished speaking, he bent his legs, used the force to jump into the sky, and disappeared on the spot.

Lin Xiaoquan looked at the disappearing Li Yang dully, his eyes stupidly looking for something on the street.

There was nothing else except the corpses and blood-stained police uniforms on the ground.

Lin Xiaoquan began to breathe heavily, took out the phone from his pocket and dialed.

"Hello? Xiaoquan? What's wrong?"

After hearing the gentle voice of the master, Lin Xiaoquan could no longer suppress his anger and screamed hysterically:

"Ah!!!!!!!"

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

Lin Xiaoquan burst into tears:

"Dead, dead, Master, all dead!

The brothers of Group 3 are all dead!"

. . . . . . .

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

Behind him, more than a dozen security cars flashed their security lights.

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

Everyone was busy, only Lin Xiaoquan sat stupidly on the hood, wearing Tielin's coat.

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

The means of committing the crime were very familiar, it was done by [Starving Ghost].

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

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

He couldn't let the Hunter Guild protect the rest of the brothers, because so many sheriffs were rescued by hunters, which would expose the guild.

The rules don't allow it.

Only Lin Xiaoquan is an exception, because both Tielin and Meng Xing assumed that Lin Xiaoquan is a future hunter.

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

Tielin didn't know whether Lin Xiaoquan was asking about the [starving ghosts] or the group of mysterious people in tattered clothes.

"Leader, these people are not right." A sheriff walked up to Tielin holding a tablet.

Tielin breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately this person helped him out.

The sheriff continued:

"These thugs are not registered with the Sheriff's Bureau."

He hesitated for a while and said:

"I suspect it is a supernatural force."

Tie Lin had expected this answer and said "hmm".

After a long time, Tie Lin said:

"Award the war medal to the brothers who died, and triple the pension."

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

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

"Alas! It's New Year's Day..."

This sentence was clearly heard by Tie Lin, and his eyes became more and more dim, like a star that was about to die of old age.

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

[Mission: Retreat]

[Mission details: Order the sheriffs to quickly clean up the battlefield and evacuate the old city. ]

[Mission reward: 10 points]

[Mission failure: deduct 50 points]

Tie Lin took out a cigarette, but the lighter couldn't light it.

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

"Write a report and hand it in my office tomorrow."

After that, he got on a security car and started the car to the new city.

. . . . . . .

New city, a high-end apartment.

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, and the fireworks outside the window were very loud.

The sound insulation of this apartment is very good, and there is almost no noise inside.

Zheng Dingshan has no habit of setting off firecrackers.

In his words, firecrackers are too feminine compared to guns and cannons.

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.

The table was very quiet, and his wife and children were sitting upright. No one was chatting, and even eating was silent.

Zheng Dingshan's face was gloomy, and he picked up the bottle and kept pouring wine into his mouth.

He just got the news.

The disciples of the Moon Worship Sect were ambushed by the sheriff in the old city. Of the two groups, only Lin Xiaoquan, the military officer captain who was promoted by a man's belt, was still alive.

Those nosy sheriffs died, and their lives were worthless.

As the director, he could always suppress the situation and would not let the administrators of the city's security bureau know.

But why were these sheriffs so brave that they blocked the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect outside the old city?

The report had not come out yet, and Zheng Dingshan did not know the specific situation there.

Zheng Dingshan only thought that some of the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect died, and most of them were repelled by the sheriffs.

He irritably took a sip of wine.

He didn't know how to explain to the Moon Worship Sect, and he felt that he was a coward as the director.