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Chapter 42: The Flame in the Heart

As Tang Ping expected, the Smiling Lizard's body did not turn into a giant egg.

The clawed bird kicked it in the head: "Cursed group? These chickens and dogs have started to name themselves."

Tang Ping thought thoughtfully: "It seems that you have been eyeing these monsters for a long time."

"It's just a minor trouble these days, caused by the afterlife cultists." Claw Bird looked nonchalant.

Tang Ping reminded: "But these things evolve very quickly, and they might become a big threat next time."

The clawed bird waved his hand: "No matter how evolved they are, they won't be able to fly to the sky. Once you see the real threat, you won't think they are dangerous anymore."

While he was talking, the lizard's body suddenly disappeared, and the blood stains, internal organs, throat, etc. on the ground were also hidden one by one. The clawed bird didn't pay attention. Tang Ping also controlled his eyes and did not pry into things he shouldn't see.

Then the clawed bird took out a box, poured a bag of cheap Ape King jasmine tea into it, and then found a few thermoses from the old man's house and poured boiling water into it...

This is a method discovered by the Civil Affairs Bureau to contain the Black Stone Tea Tray, which can temporarily restrain the Black Stone Tea Tray's anomalies.

Tang Ping walked to the next door and looked at the old man who was still sleeping.

"What are you going to do with this old Bangcai?"

Zhaoqin carefully placed the tea tray in the boiling water, closed the lid of the box, and blocked out the heat: "If you don't deal with it, everything will continue as usual, and he won't know anything."

A chill flashed in Tang Ping's eyes: "He forced the lizard demon out with his own hands, and he didn't have to pay any price?"

The claw bird was silent for a while: "Yes, no need, he did not violate the Hongshan laws, and my duty is to kill the evil spirits."

In fact, the clawed bird knows very well.

The devil will only be born when a creature's rationality reaches zero and falls into despair, but most of the time the cause of despair for this creature is not the devil...

But humans!

At the beginning of the work, the clawed birds were angry, but gradually they got used to it.

Suddenly he saw a black cloak covering the old man's body like a shadow, and the broken tips of the cloak were like a group of poisonous snakes that choose to bite anyone.

The clawed bird was frightened and stood in front of Tang Ping.

"I can understand your thinking, but I won't let you kill citizens in front of me."

"Why do you miss me so much? If you kill someone for a few lizards, is that still a human being?" Tang Ping's face was extremely surprised, and his cloak lifted up the old man's quilt: "I'm just afraid that the old man will catch a cold."

The clawed bird opened its mouth, but nothing came out. He could only clean up his head and tail silently.

Tang Ping walked around the house, found the old man's ID, and wrote down the information one by one in a leather-covered grudge book.

Along with the certificate, there is an old photo.

The photo shows the old man's family when he was young, including a wife and a pair of children. The teenage girl among them looked familiar to Tang Ping.

Tang Ping put down the photo. He really didn't intend to kill the old man.

One is to kill the old man himself and lose his status. He doesn't want to be nicknamed an old killer.

Second, killing people for lizards is indeed a bit crazy, because it is even more irrational to have a grudge against the People's Comprehensive Bureau.

So Tang Ping plans to let him go?

Neither.

Tang Ping is a time traveler. From his point of view, all intelligent creatures in the New World are aliens. The difference is that some look in line with his aesthetics and some do not.

Therefore, when he evaluates the intelligent creatures in the New World, he will not stand entirely from the perspective of humans, but will look at their good and evil behaviors...

This old man is the type that Tang Ping hates.

After finishing the matter, Clawqin rubbed his palms to Tang Ping, indicating that it was time for Tang Ping to pay.

Tang Ping took out a stack of banknotes, divided them into two parts in front of the bird, and handed one of them to the bird.

"Hey, why do I still have so little money?"

The clawed bird was immediately anxious. He couldn't get all the money, which made him scratch his head.

Tang Ping sneered: "If you find a safe place to meet and sell the information, I will leave. Of course I will give you the original price, but if you take me to the mission location, I will help you complete your mission.

"

"Even if I give you the original price, are you embarrassed to ask for it?"

The clawed bird wants to speak but stops, stops talking but wants to.



The light clouds are relaxing, and the morning light is rising.

Tang Ping yawned, carrying a bag, and knocked on the door of the safe house.

In the end, the cash he took was given to the claw bird, but instead of buying information, he bought other things.

After returning home, he went to find a private detective to investigate the dirty information about Lao Li Tou.

With his wealth, as long as he reveals his dissatisfaction with Lao Li Tou to his subordinates, someone will take care of Lao Li Tou.

But Tang Ping subconsciously resisted doing this.

It will take a few days for the detective to give the result. According to Tang Ping's simple understanding of the act of "releasing animals", there is a high probability that Old Li Tou has done something wrong.

After all, those who release animals out of good intentions and compassion will at least consider the life and death of the creatures being released and the impact on the environment after release.

Wu Ying opened the door and welcomed Tang Ping in.

Tang Ping said straight to the point: "I'm here to fulfill my promise. Where do you want to go first?"

Wu Ying looked embarrassed and her cheeks were slightly red: "I want to go home first and then go to the company... But I can't remember the address. I remember many things clearly, but I just can't find it..."

Tang Ping twisted his lips: "It's enough to know that you are going home, then... let's go."

On the road, Wu Ying jumped up and down with her illusory body, studying Tang Ping's car, which made Tang Ping tireless. After calming down, she looked at Tang Ping in surprise: "I underestimated you, you are better than I thought."

rich."

"You know a lot about cars?"

"I don't understand, but I saw a super big boss drive by." Wu Ying shook her head and began to recall the past: "Back then, I almost became the big boss's first secretary, but unfortunately the big boss died with his wife the next day.

, and then I also...sigh."

During the conversation, the car drove into a street with homeless people everywhere on both sides of the road. Tang Ping took a deep breath subconsciously.

There are many such streets in Muyuan City. Tang Ping has always tried his best to avoid passing through these places, but this is the only way to go to Wu Ying's house.

Information on both sides of the road kept entering Tang Ping's eyes: tents, old things, garbage, people with haggard expressions and strange movements.

And next to the trash cans and in tents on the roadside, there are several corpses with purple skin...

Some black crows stood beside these corpses, jumping happily, their red eyes flashing flexibly, as if they were taunting Tang Ping.

After driving for a while, Tang Ping stopped by the side of the road and called the Sancai Crematorium: "There are several corpses here. Come and take them away for incineration."

On the other side of the phone, there was a somewhat irritated voice: "Boss, thank you for collecting the corpses ourselves. Only when the Municipal Affairs Bureau calls us will we pay for the incineration fees for these homeless people. Usually they will collect the corpses collectively in three to five days."

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"Stop talking nonsense, charge it to my account!"

"Okay, boss, we're coming."

Tang Ping's hands stretched and then clenched on the steering wheel, his breathing was a little heavy, and his heart seemed to be burning with fire.
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