After my daughter died, I turned into a killer and took her life

Chapter 30 Shura's Freedom [Seeking follow-up reading, seeking collection]

Long Yangshan curled his lips, turned his head and looked at Zhao Dongsheng and said, "Director Zhao, I'm in charge of this matter. Let the Lin family and Jiang Chen solve it separately.

People with special abilities should use their special abilities to solve problems."

Zhao Dongsheng adjusted his glasses and frowned, "I will trust you if you decide, but you should also know what it means if it affects ordinary people."

As members of the Security Bureau, their job is to enable people with special abilities and ordinary people to live together in peace.

The harm caused by people with special abilities is too great, and Jiang Chen claims to be the God of Death, so he will definitely not take all of this into consideration. Ordinary people will then suffer casualties.

Long Yangshan thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, it would be better for Lin Batian to just hand over that little bastard. Wouldn't that make everyone happy?"

Lin Batian's mouth twitched and he almost burst into curse, but because he was afraid of the other party's identity, he could only suppress the anger in his heart.

Then he replied in a low voice: "Chairman of Longyangshan, what you said is not right. After all, it was Jiang Chen who killed my Lin family's disciples. We don't want to take revenge, but if you ask me to hand over my son, won't it make our Lin family, and even the Lin clan, lose face?"

"Don't use the Lin Clan to pressure me. I'm not here to discuss this with you. Do you understand?"

Long Yangshan had a hot temper. When he saw that the other party dared to question him and used the people of the Lin clan to threaten him, he immediately vented all his anger.

Being scolded in front of so many people, Lin Batian felt a little embarrassed and even wanted to report the matter to the Lin clan.

Director Zhao also understood that now was not the time to quarrel, so he stopped them directly and said, "Okay, Long Yangshan, stop talking."

When Long Yangshan saw that it was Director Zhao who was speaking, he stopped abusing him, but he was still a little unhappy. Who do the Lin family of Hongyu City think they are? How dare they negotiate with them?

Besides, this matter was originally instigated by Lin Tianqiong, and theoretically his life could be exchanged for the lives of the entire clan.

Killing two birds with one stone, everyone is happy.

Lin Batian also said without reservation: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, I can't agree to this matter. I will also inform the family. As long as the family agrees, I will give up the idea of ​​revenge."

"I have something else to do, so I'll hang up now."

As they spoke, Lin Batian and Huo Wushuang hung up the video call.

Long Yangshan lit a cigarette and said with a cold look, "Boss Zhao, you are too kind. If it were me, I would have killed them directly."

"Alas." Zhao Dongsheng sighed, "Yangshan. This is no longer our era. The martial arts world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom."

"I will send someone to continue mediating. If that doesn't work, then we'll just have to deal with it all."

Zhao Dongsheng also made up his mind that if he failed, he would have to get rid of both of them. In that way, nothing would happen that would harm society.

This is also the worst plan.

Likewise, it is the safest way.

If you want Hongyu City to restore its former peace, you have no choice but to kill them.

Long Yangshan said: "Mr. Zhao, it is common for supernatural beings to seek revenge. Besides, no one can tolerate the murder of his daughter."

"My daughter is only ten years old. If it was my daughter who was killed, I might have done something even more outrageous."

As a father, Long Yangshan felt extremely sympathetic towards Jiang Chen, which was why he chose to support Jiang Chen in front of everyone.

As the old saying goes, if you kill someone, you must pay with your life, and if you owe someone money, you must pay it back. This is only natural. Especially when it comes to one's own family, they are their Achilles' heel.

Zhao Dongsheng nodded. He thought so too. As long as Jiang Chen didn't make too much noise, the people from the Security Bureau would naturally not want to pay attention to him.

But in just a few days, more than a thousand disciples of the Lin family died, which was indeed beyond their expectations.

Zhao Dongsheng lay in a chair with his eyes closed, and said calmly: "Notify Zhang Ming and tell him to keep an eye on Jiang Chen's movements."

Xiao He nodded and said, "Yes, Director Zhao, I will go and notify them right away."

"The fire wolf rises, the wind blows down the mountain. I hope fewer people will die this time."

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After burying Aunt Zhang, Jiang Chen no longer had any worries.

Jiang Chen knelt in front of the grave, looking at the photo album on the tombstone, and said calmly: "Aunt Zhang, your children did not come back after learning of your death. I apologize to you here."

Since Aunt Zhang passed away, Jiang Chen notified Aunt Zhang's children as soon as possible, but he was busy with work and had no time to come back.

Jiang Chen was also extremely angry. That was their biological mother, but in the end, no one was with her before she died.

"Since this world is so dark, why not have another killer god?"

"From now on, I will be the God of Death Jiang Chen."

Jiang Chen spoke each word clearly, and at the same time took out the martial arts technique that the system rewarded him with, Shura Freedom Kung Fu.

[The Shura Freedom Technique is a supreme killing technique handed down from ancient times. It is initially a common technique. To practice it, one needs extremely strong resentment.]

[If you want to learn this skill, you must have hatred in your heart, be decisive in killing, nourish your body with killing spirit, use your mind to circulate qi, let the cold qi go up, fill your veins and get rid of your body, divide your spirit into the abdomen, Jianzhong, the tail court, the middle hall and the palace, and the qi of the meridians, unblocking the sea of ​​the meridians, so that you can control the yang with the yin.]

[Kill one person every day to maintain the killing spirit in your body. After you have achieved minor success, you will want to kill ten people every day. When you have achieved major success, you will want to kill a hundred people every day and regard yourself as the God of Killing.]

Jiang Chen clenched his fists. Originally, he had never thought about practicing this technique, but the world is dark and everyone is out for themselves, so he decided to become the world's number one killing god.

Thirty miles away from Hongyu City.

This is a barren mountain, covered with fog all year round, with dense jungle and rugged roads, so few tourists come here.

The place to practice martial arts should be the most yin place. As the saying goes, when the moon sings, you should feel the moonlight is cold. The north of the mountain and the south of the water are called yin.

Just find a place with water.

Jiang Chen walked for about an hour and finally arrived at the place he had dreamed of.

The desolate mountains were filled with biting cold winds. Apart from the occasional passing bird, there was no life. The sky was gloomy, as if it was swallowing everything. In this lonely corner, there was only endless silence and coldness.

The valley was desolate, but under the moonlight, there was a clear pool of water.

Pink lotus flowers grow in the pond, with emerald green lotus leaves floating on them. Some fish gently touch the lotus leaves in the pond, causing the leaves to float slowly and creating ripples on the surface of the pond, creating a very otherworldly scene.

In the center is a small island, which is also desolate and full of broken rocks. However, in such a harsh environment, there stands a century-old tree.

(End of this chapter)