Zhending County is destined to be uneasy tonight, with fire trucks, ambulances, police cars, and different sounds passing through the streets at a rapid speed.

Passers-by only need to look up and get answers to their questions in their hearts. Then search the Internet and more information comes into sight.

"A big explosion occurred at the Hotel God of Love!"

"The death toll is unknown!"

“The scene has been blocked!”

A lot of news came out for a moment, and the Internet was more lively than before.

The man was wearing a high hat and a black windbreaker, holding a light brown suitcase in his hand, and slowly walked through the noisy streets.

The moonlight made his shadow long.

He walked to a black car parked on the side of the road, reached out to open the door, bent down and entered the back seat, and placed his suitcase at his feet.

"Mr. Ding, your noise is a bit big."

“That’s how I act.”

Ding Jie replied casually, leaning his back on the seat, closing his eyes to rest, "Go to the shelter."

"This is a serious crime, and it's also a leader."

"Don't let me say the same thing again."

He opened his eyes, his tone still gentle.

The driver's neck felt cold, and he did not continue to persuade him, nodded and said, "Yes."

Ding Jie closed his eyes. Just a white dragon could not eliminate the murderous intent in his heart.

That woman is going to die, too.

If she hadn't been so weak and killed by an ordinary person with low spiritual power, the computer program would not have fallen into the hands of the police.

He will not be scolded by the dragon leader.

As for the shelter, haha, the mere missile shell can't stop his Taoist technique.

The Taoist priests guarding inside are not worth mentioning.

"Didi!"

The loud car horn made Ding Jie open his eyes, and he said with a little displeasure: "What's going on?"

"The car behind is going to overtake."

The driver looked helpless.

"Annoying ant." Ding Jie looked impatient. The country revealed something disgusting everywhere, "Slow down the speed and let him go."

"Yes." The driver breathed a sigh of relief, took the initiative to slow down and leaned aside.

The car was on a left turn signal, speeded up, and passed from the side.

Boom ~

There seems to be sounds from other engines.

Ding Jie looked outside in confusion, his eyes widened, and he couldn't react for a moment.

Anyone who sees the dead person appear in front of him will wonder if he is dazzled.

He is no exception.

Bailong did not hesitate at all. He grabbed the handlebar with his left hand and the jackal with his right hand, and shot at the back seat.

Bang.

The bulletproof glass exploded with cracks, and bronze bullets were embedded in it, bang, bang, bang.

Bullets fell one after another on the bulletproof glass window, making the car windows full of cracks.

Ding Jie reacted from shock, shook his hand, opened his suitcase, and wanted to use his best paper man technique.

Bang!

The white car ahead suddenly braked suddenly, and the driver didn't react at all. He directly rushed up. The hood suddenly bounced up, the airbag ejected, and the driver hit him head, but his head was still buzzing.

Ding Jie was not so lucky. He didn't wear a seat belt. Under the influence of inertia, his upper body fell forward and hit his head and broke into blood.

Bang.

The bulletproof glass window broke all over the floor, Bailong's face was expressionless, and he shot the man's knee, "Bang."

The bullet penetrates the knee, and the impact causes the kneecap to crack and the broken bones spread around, like a sharp blade, cutting through the muscles and blood vessels, and flying up along the left calf.

The broken leg fell on the leather seat, and blood fell into the open gap in the suitcase, dyeing all the cut paper people red.

"Ah!" Ding Jie screamed in pain, his body twisting like a maggot.

Bailong jumped out of the car and walked towards it. He broke Ding Jie's left hand with another shot, violently kicked the lock of the car door, and then pulled it out suddenly.

Crack, the car door made a crisp sound, no longer closing the door to him. He grabbed Ding Jie's hair, pulled it out, and threw it on the road.

"Yo, bastard, this is the first time we're face-to-face. This is a gift for you," he said with a smile, pulling the trigger again with his hand.

Bang.

Ding Jie's right hand was interrupted, a mud flower bloomed on the ground, and blood splattered on his pale cheeks.

"stop."

A policeman ran down from the driver's seat of a white car, "Don't forget our agreement, you can't beat him to death!"

"Don't worry, Officer Zhao, I'm a person who keeps my promise."

Bailong stopped shooting. After calling the police, he made a deal with Officer Zhao who led the team.

That is, he promised to let Officer Zhao solve the case that night, on the condition that he could not tell the media about his existence and that he would participate in the arrest.

Officer Zhao agreed.

The Revival Society is not an ordinary criminal organization, it can be said to be a group of thieves.

The arrest of members of the Revival Society was a great contribution, and the arrest of members of the Revival Society who had just committed a major case was even more a great contribution.

Officer Zhao really couldn't find a reason to reject Bai Long's suggestion.

"You should be dead, why are you still alive?"

Ding Jie asked viciously, his eyes were bloodshot and he stared at the man in front of him. He couldn't figure out how an ant with low spiritual power could escape the attack of the self-destructing paper man when his heart was damaged?

"You are too high in your strength. You can't kill me with your three-legged cat's Taoist technique."

A sarcasm flashed across Bailong's face. He had the ability to speed and regenerate, so why did he explain to the enemy?

Let this guy go to hell with doubts and confusion.

"You bastard, I must kill you!" Ding Jie was furious and struggled to get up, but he was like a fish in the pot, tossing and turning, just jumping around in the pot.

"Stop dreaming, Taoist priests are also humans."

The white dragon shook his head.

Spiritualism is not a fantasy, but more like another science, the science of the human body.

Taoists used magic tricks and handprints to transform their spiritual power into Taoist techniques to kill and save people.

His physical body attributes have not been changed. Unlike the White Dragon, he gradually made himself an extraordinary creature with a human appearance and a different inner person through the lottery roulette.

Ding Jie, who lost his left and right hands and left foot, was completely a useless man and could no longer use Taoist techniques.

"Don't continue to stimulate him," Officer Zhao walked over and squatted in front of him. His hands were covered with white cold air, gently brushing across the wound. The warm blood was frozen and did not continue to flow out. "What's your name?"

Ding Jie did not answer, as if he was so cold that he woke up a little, "I want to sue you and do violence against ordinary residents at will."

"Oh, it seems that you understand the law."

Bailong rolled his eyes, took out the recorder from his pants pocket, and pressed it, "You should be dead, why are you still alive?"

Ding Jie listened to his voice, tore off his calm coat again, and roared: "You bastard!"

"Haha, I just like to see others trying to kill me but not kill me."

Bailong smiled, his expression full of mocking, "Remember to learn to be smart in the next life, don't mess with me again."

"Mr. Bai, if he is angry with you, we will suffer a great loss."

"Okay, I'll give you a face."

Bailong threw out the recorder, and the government will help solve the next problem.
Chapter completed!