The next morning.

The train has arrived.

Just like last time, the platform was crowded with people, and the crowd was huge and noisy.

However, before they could get on the train, a group of police officers in black uniforms rushed over, pushed through the crowd, and entered the coal carriage.

Patrol officers in this era see a lot of dead people, and basically all of them have thick lines, as if their nerves have been forged into steel bars. They will definitely not be frightened to the point of weak legs just because they see dead people.

But when I entered the coal carriage and suddenly saw the tragic scene, I couldn't help but take a breath, and then I choked on the smell of blood.

Blood.

There is blood everywhere.

It soaked through the floor of the carriage, covered the coal, and accumulated some coal ash on the threshold leading to the third-class carriage, forming a pool of black-red blood mud.

This pool of bloody mud has a stale stench, and when you step on it, it feels like stepping into the mud, with a pulling feeling.

Stepping on it always makes people feel as if they have stepped into a swamp of flesh and blood, as if there is a bottomless abyss below and they will fall into it.

Facing this scene, the group of patrol officers were frightened and hurriedly retreated, unwilling to go back in no matter how much their superiors scolded them.

The blood on the ground, the smashed and rotten meat on the ground, I'm afraid even a shovel can't clean it. They are used to being domineering, how can they endure this hardship.

But soon, they had a countermeasure.

I saw a group of ragged people entering the carriage.

It didn't take long for the fragmented corpses to be shoveled out.

At this moment, both sides of the train were filled with onlookers, looking curiously and whispering to each other.

"Oh my God, what happened? So many people died?"

"Yeah, he died so miserably. Is this the unlucky guy who was run over by a train?"

"How could they be people who were run over by the train? Take a good look, these people were carried out from the train!"

"Damn it, it's so brutal. Could it be that there is a vicious gangster in the train?"

"I just inquired about it, and it was said that a group of human traffickers lurked in this carriage. They stole children on the train. One child was even cut off and his limbs were chopped off. But this group of human traffickers encountered evil people.

In the middle of the night, a man covered in golden light appeared, carrying a large iron bucket weighing a thousand kilograms, and killed these traffickers."

"A man wearing a golden light, carrying an iron bucket weighing a thousand kilograms, killed a human trafficker? Isn't it so evil? It's like listening to storytelling. What kind of god has descended to earth!"

"Who knows, but this method is a bit too cruel. I feel like I'm going to be beaten into a pulp!"

"How cruel is this? I think a human trafficker should be cut into pieces if he is so heartless. This way of death is quite normal!"

In the train station, a group of melon-eaters chatted and shared various gossips.

The train that was supposed to leave on time was also delayed. The patrolmen were pretending to find the murderer while identifying the parents of the missing children.

The instigator of this incident, with ice packs stuck to his dark eyes, was walking on the street, carrying a big baggage in his hand, and looking at Zhang Jingqing who was strutting in front of him with a faint look in his eyes.

The package in his hand was obtained by killing the licking package after the group of patters. It was full of ocean, and it made a clattering sound when shaken lightly.

Tsk tsk tsk...golden belt for murder and arson!

Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He painted some low-level talismans in Longhu Mountain and sold them. After working hard for a year, he couldn't keep up with the two votes he made these days.

This is the reward for punishing rape and eradicating evil...Muttering to himself, Zhang Zhiwei put away his money bag and looked ahead.

He noticed that the master stopped at some point.

When I was about to ask why, I saw a smoky opium den in front of me.

This thing will be punished by everyone in later generations, but now it is everywhere in the streets.

I saw Master Zhang Jingqing looking at the opium den with heavy eyes.

"Master, I will burn this hellish place with fire!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

Zhang Jingqing: "…………"

"Stop it!"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and continued: "What's the use of burning it? This is a rotten root. My teacher also deliberately destroyed many of them in the past, but later I discovered that these things are like bamboo shoots after a spring rain and cannot be destroyed at all.

, often you destroy one and open a new one every few days."

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Master, why don't you kill the person who opened the opium den!"

Zhang Jingqing looked at Zhang Zhiwei with her eyes empty: "You can get angry at every turn, and you can do it at every turn. You are a monk, don't act like a gangster!"

"Master, I am too impatient. What should we monks say so that we can be more decent?"

Zhang Jingqing said seriously: "If you are a monk, you have to say salvation!"

"That's it!" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly realized: "Master, I understand!"

Zhang Jingqing: "…………"

What a mess!

How come you kid can understand everything?

"What have you realized?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

"Everyone is mortal, and some people need a little help!"

Zhang Zhiwei looked serious and explained: "It means that the world is full of suffering, and we can only overcome it by ourselves. But some people are too sinful and cannot overcome it by themselves, so they need help to free themselves from the sea of ​​suffering in the world!"

Zhang Jingqing: "…………"

"I have a way of messing around, but do you know who runs this opium den?" Zhang Jingqing asked.

Zhang Zhiwei spread out his hand, and there were tiny arcs of electricity intertwining in his palm: "Whoever he is, there is a thunder in the palm of his hand, all living beings are equal, princes, generals, and ministers are all the same!"

"They are all the same? Do you know how deep the interests are involved?" Zhang Jingqing said: "There are red-haired ghosts, celebrities, high-ranking officials, Japanese, warlords, evil spirits, and some

If you attack a noble and upright family, you are making an enemy of the world!"

"An enemy of the world?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "In the eyes of my disciples, those who open opium dens are just a bunch of unworthy local chickens and dogs. They can only steal chickens and dogs, bring disaster to the country and the people. They are rats. What qualifications do they have to represent the world?"

"If a disciple encounters me and kills one person, or a pair, I want to see if the world composed of these chickens and dogs can stop me?!"

Zhang Jingqing sighed, looked at Zhang Zhiwei, pushed down the alchemy furnace, and released the inner monkey. This evil beast became more and more crazy and arrogant. In just a few days, he was already clamoring to be the enemy of the world.
Chapter completed!