Shortly after Lin Chong and Biluo left, a team of fully armed police finally came to start.

In fact, it was not that they came too slowly, but that the battle ended too quickly.

What caught their eyes was a scene that looked like a Shura Field. There were tragic dead bodies everywhere, at least dozens of specific ones, all of which were killed with one knife, and no one was alive.

Such a tragic scene made these well-trained policemen numb and their hands and feet cold.

"What happened!"

This is the first thought in their minds.

They did not dare to take their own initiative, quickly blocked the crime scene, and then reported the news.

After doing these things, they carefully walked through the corpse and slowly marched towards the top of the mountain.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the fewer corpses are. Some corpses have an indescribable look of fear remaining on their faces, as if they have seen some terrible monster.

"What's going on here?" a policeman swallowed, quietly clasped his pistol and asked in a low voice.

No one can answer this police question.

The leading policeman was tall, with sharp eyes, and his temples were bulging. He walked ahead with a steady and powerful step, and obviously had good skills.

"What a powerful martial arts, what a domineering sword technique!"

He swept over the corpses on the ground one by one, and cold sweat gradually oozed out of his forehead. It took him a long time to spit out a sentence.

"Captain, who are these dead people? Why are they here? Are they the same person who killed them?" Behind the leading policeman, a tall policeman couldn't help but ask.

The leading policeman was speechless because he didn't know the answer.

It is actually not far from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, only a few hundred meters away. However, these policemen walked for seven or eight minutes, sweating profusely and almost exhausted.

After reaching the top of the mountain, what appeared in front of them was a luxurious villa covering an area of ​​hundreds of square meters. On the open space in front of the villa, there were more than a dozen corpses lying everywhere, and several Tibetan mastiffs whose heads were cut off.

"We don't want to go in."

The leading policeman took a deep breath, as if he had made up some determination: "This case is beyond our control and must be handed over to more professionals. We are here to wait for the director to bring people here."

"Yes, captain."

The other police nodded.

The same moment.

A black BMW was galloping along the road, and the driving was Biluo, while Lin Zhong sat in the passenger seat, took out his cell phone, and dialed Feng Nan's phone number.

The phone was called shortly after, and Feng Nan's capable and crisp voice came from his phone: "Has it been solved?"

"It's solved, Meng Qing is dead."

Lin Chong looked ahead with his eyes, his voice calm: "But the ending of the matter is a bit troublesome, I hope you can help me with it."

"You don't have to worry about the police. I will notify them, just say it was Beidou's action and let them block the news as much as possible."

Speaking of this, Feng Nan paused: "You are not injured, are you?"

Lin Chong shook his head: "No."

"Then why does your voice sound so tired?" Feng Nan said in confusion.

"Just tired of killing."

Lin Chong put one hand on the car window, held his palms in his hands, and held his chin, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Before dying, Meng Qing told me that he and I were the same type of people. I thought about it carefully, and he seemed to be right."

Feng Nan is one of Lin Chong's most trusted people. In front of her, he does not need to hide his true thoughts.

Biluo, who was driving, turned his head and looked at Lin Chong unexpectedly with a strange expression.

"How could you and Meng Qing be the same type of people?"

Feng Nan was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Meng Qing has done many evil deeds. In order to practice martial arts, he has harmed countless good women. He is also cruel by nature and often destroys all the people. Such scum is not to be cherished!"

"But you are different."

Feng Nan slowed down and said softly: "You understand why you killed people. Many times, you are involuntarily. If you kill one person and save a hundred people, what's the point of killing them?"

"……Um."

Lin nodded in a key position.

"Your nerves are too tense during this period, and you will inevitably have random thoughts. Go back to Donghai City, where there are people waiting for you, and you can also have a good rest."

Feng Nan continued: "You don't have to worry about other things, leave them to me to deal with. Although I don't know what is bothering you, it doesn't matter how many people you have killed for people like us. What's important is why you raise the butcher knife. You have never changed in my heart. You will always be the one who deserves my life."

Lin Chong was silent for a long time, and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated. The murderous intent that had been lying in his heart melted like ice and snow, making Bi Luo, who was sitting next to him, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you." Lin Chong said sincerely.

"There is no need to be so polite between you and me. I really have to thank you. I'll treat me to dinner next time I meet you, and I'll be dead."

Biluo ended the call simply and neatly.

Lin Chong put down his cell phone, looked at the scene that was rapidly regressing outside the car window, and suddenly spoke, "I'm sorry."

Biluo's lips quietly raised, and she deliberately snorted: "I am your defeated general. No matter what you do to me, it's natural. There is no need to apologize."

"I'm too harsh on you and shouldn't vent my negative emotions on you."

Lin Chong said to himself: "You accompanied me to risk your life, but I suspect that you have ulterior motives and speak ill of you. This is my fault, I hope you can forgive me."

"What if I don't forgive?"

Bi Luo raised his eyebrows, glanced at Lin Chong with a sideways, and said with a smile: "Will you let me go?"

"Two things cannot be confused."

Lin Chong withdrew his gaze, looked at Bi Luo's beautiful face, and said lightly: "Even if I am willing to let you go, the world is so big, where can you go?"

"With my martial arts, where can I go to the world?"

Biluo felt that Lin Chong had underestimated her and couldn't help but retort.

"Then hide in and out like a betrayal dog? Or do you return to your old business and continue to be a killer?"

Lin Chong looked straight into Bi Luo's eyes and said seriously: "How long has it been since you walked in the sun? Beside me, you can at least live upright and upright."

Lin Chong's words were like stones, smashing into the blue lake of heart, causing ripples.

She had to admit that what Lin Chong said made sense, but she refused to admit defeat: "Everyone has ambition, maybe I like that kind of life."

Lin Chong suddenly stopped talking.

He sat upright, closed his eyes and breathed, too lazy to deal with Biluo anymore.

Seeing Lin Chong's appearance, Biluo felt a little guilty for some reason and coughed lightly, "Actually, it's good to stay by your side, it's good."

"I won't let you leave because I don't want to kill you."
Chapter completed!