Call the Special Affairs Bureau to connect.

The female customer service on the other end of the phone said softly in a delicate voice: "This is Yinshi Hongxing Organic Fertilizer Co., Ltd., buy fertilizer and go to Hongxing. Is there anything that can serve you?"

Li Ang yelled: "Huifeng Road, shanty town, come quickly!"

The customer service's voice became serious in an instant, "Please describe in detail what happened, so we can send police forces according to the situation..."

"At least Lv7 or above, please see the satellite map yourself." Li Ang interrupted the customer service and hung up the call.

Li Ang, who uses materialist dialectics as his ideological weapon, did not think too much about Zou Zhengze's words, because the information in his hands was too little and insufficient to deduce and draw objective conclusions.

Zou Zhengze’s theory of reincarnation is not that important in this time, place, and occasion.

Above the shanty town, the black clouds are gloomy and rich, rotating slowly like whirlpools, causing howling winds, causing sewage, sand and gravel, garbage and waste in the alleys, as well as the entire concrete walls and rooftop floors, are also rolled into the black cloud vortex.

Some children who even poked their heads out the window were blown up by the strong wind. Fortunately, their parents pulled their wrists and ankles and pulled them back into the house by the wall.

Hurry-up cries came one after another, and Zou Zhengze, who was standing under the vortex, showed his unbearable face. He waved his hand and swung the high-speed flowing demonic qi gust, and twisted the battle axe thrown by Li Ang into pieces more than ten meters away.

Although he had only lived here for a few months, he had deep feelings for these simple people.

Lao Zhang, a cement worker who was sleeping in bed with pneumoconiosis and dependent on his wife, Lao Chen, whose arm was slammed by a machine in a factory, Grandma Luo, who was abandoned by her children, who could only make a living by picking up garbage, Xiaolin, a young man who was blind but relied on massage skills to support his parents with mild intellectual disabilities, and those naughty children who were dirty and often naughty but had no bad nature...

They are located at the bottom of the social food chain and are the "garbage population" mentioned by some superiors. Even if they take a look on the road, they have to keep their eyes away, for fear of arousing hatred of the rich.

"People in the lower-level mutually harmful society have low quality and are full of hostility. They want to take revenge on society all day long. They are so disgusting and terrifying."

"You are poor because you are lazy."

"Who made you not study hard when you were young? You deserve to be at the bottom of your life."

"Don't blame society for your back."

Successful people in modern cities said this, their tone full of indifferent superiority.

Zou Zhengze scanned the broken and withered shanty towns, looked at familiar faces, and life with a bleak future, with his eyes full of pity and love.

"It's bitter." He sighed: "Those who have a miserable life will not only have no hope of turning over in this life, but also will not be able to retain the essence of their souls in order to achieve the next life.

Even ants are alive, let alone people? Since you have no hope in this life and are reluctant to end your life by yourself, let me help you. Integrate with me, wait until the six realms of reincarnation begin again and welcome the arrival of the new world together."

Zou Zhengze opened his mouth and absorbed the sad, desolate, resentment and negative emotions accumulated in the shanty town for decades. His originally thin body quickly expanded to the point where he cracked his clothes.

Kakkakakakakakakaka—

The bones all over his body were growing and extending, making a crisp sound of soybean bursting. Many wildly growing bone spurs ruthlessly tearing the tendons, and exposing the blood of the belt to the air.

The muscles expanded and the bronze-colored solid skin was engraved with red and black runes filled with filthy and evil spirits. Just after looking at Li Ang, I felt dizzy, and the sound of a rebellious reading of the scriptures seemed to sound in my ears.

So strong...

Even the mandrills in Guhan Temple do not have such terrifying pressure.

Li Ang retreated quickly, and the rabbit rose and fell, and stopped on the rooftop two or three buildings outside the building. His body was still trembling because of his instinct. The black umbrella behind him seemed to be shocked and threatened, trembling in fear.

In the middle of his eyebrows, a sarcoma was beating and swelling. As his skin torn, pus splashed everywhere. A scarlet and hot vertical pupil appeared in the center of his eyebrow bone, looking at this new world full of unknowns with a chaotic and evil look.

The Demon Art is an absolute magical scripture, advocating devouring flesh and blood, chewing the soul, and nourishing oneself.

As the internal power of the Heavenly Demonic Power, the Yin and Yang Poles Demonic Power condenses the selfish and greedy malice.

As a veteran player, Zou Zhengze felt a little overwhelmed by just a little bit of pursuing the Yin and Yang Poles Demonic Way and could no longer maintain his human form. He became a three-eyed giant with a height of three feet and a bone spur all over his body.

The degeneration of life forms is extremely painful, but Zou Zhengze's face only has the meaning of tranquility and peace, compassion and gentleness.

"My name is Ksitigarbha. In the five turbid worlds, human, heaven and hell, we should always incarnate ourselves to save sentient beings and escape disasters. Now we see elders, as if they were originally the same. I will go to that family and save them."

Zou Zhengze, who is both a Buddha and a demon, twisted a black lotus made of the pure demonic energy in his hand and recited: "There is no peace in the three realms, like a fire house. It is full of suffering and is very scary. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Once again, he began to take a deep breath.

In the shanty town, pneumoconiosis workers lying in bed, middle-aged women who do half-closed business to support their children, old people who are abandoned by their families, abandoned babies born with ragged lips... Everyone felt a warm, peaceful breeze blowing slowly.

The body has never been so light and healthy, and the mind has never been so quiet and happy. It is like the joy of reaching the state of paradise, clearing away the misfortune of this life.

Is this the Pure Land of Wonderland?

The souls smiled and flew towards the Buddha demon in the sky. Zou Zhengze, who was smiling silently, slowly flowed the evil scriptures on his skin, as if they were ready to welcome the "guest".

"There is no place for you in this bliss feast," Zou Zhengze looked at Li Ang in the distance and said with a smile: "You go, I don't want to kill you."

He has been operating in this shanty town for a long time, and the yin and demonic qi are buried deep underground like beams and pillars. He is waiting for the moment to arrive when the time is ripe. Even if Li Ang does not visit him, he will absorb the souls of all residents of the shanty town before the police investigating the Wang Fangni case tonight arrive.

As for the arrest of the Special Affairs Bureau, there is no need to worry too much. He is confident that he can escape the pursuit based on a certain prop.

When he escapes from the encirclement, he can hide his identity again, find the miserable and hopeless people in the world, give them merciful redemption, and give them real hope for the next life.

That’s right, redemption, Zou Zhengze firmly believes that what he does is just and moral.

Don't be shocked by the terror of truth, because everything is false,

Do not be bound by moral laws, because everything is allowed,

He serves the light but farms in the darkness. Even if he turns into a demon, he still wants to be a compassionate Buddha who carries all living beings to escape from the world like a burning house.

Li Ang gritted his teeth and looked out of the shanty town, which was still shrouded in the night and was silent.

Do you want to go to work so slowly, Special Affairs Bureau?!!!

"grass!"

Li Ang pulled out the black umbrella behind him and said with a wry smile: "This time it may be over. When the situation is not good, you can run away first."

Chai Cuiqiao's head came out of the black umbrella, and his big watery eyes stared at Li Ang, "You want to run together, you agreed to buy me a mobile phone."
Chapter completed!