The world in front of Sanzhan had turned into blood red. He watched Muke shoot and kill the fat policemen in silence.

This is the third act scene, unlike the previous two scenes. This time, Sanmeng is just a bystander, and his body is completely controlled by Muke. What choice he made and what ending he would face is decided by Muke. This is something that was destined to happen, and even if it was reviewed, the result would not be changed.

After he shot and killed several colleagues neatly, he put his pistol in his arms and went to the residence where Tudoujiuji was. As a decent person, Tudoujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiujiuji

The cheerful wet and poisonous music was played in the car, and the music was very rhythmic. In addition, the cheerful screams of Yeliye from time to time, Sanzang wanted to dance with the wet and poisonous music.

This non-police vehicle was parked next to Tudouji's house, waiting quietly for the owner to return. He had been preparing for the murder of Muke for a long time. Tudouji's living habits are not difficult to track.

Although it was wet and poisonous more than ten years ago, the house where Tu Duoshi lived was not aesthetically backward, and it was magnificent and grand. At that time, many workers must have worked together to build the house.

Most of the surrounding buildings are low-rise civilian buildings. There are no large number of rich people in small places to form a wealthy area. Tu Duoji can only live here.

Most of the living people fell asleep late at night, and even the living people did not wake up. The car that Tu Duo sent came from the intersection far away.

"laugh."

A luxury car parked at the door of the building, and a middle-aged man in a black suit walked out of the back of the car.

His every move was incompatible with the wet poison. His thin figure and glasses also added a bit of elegance to this nobleness. On the surface, this was clearly a professor who worked in a university.

"Tu Duo Shi." Sanzang couldn't help but feel deeply hatred when he said this name. The Buddha also had Vajra's eyes, not to mention that he was just a mortal, and his murderous intention had never dissipated on him.

Muke's reaction was undoubtedly even greater, and he slowly started the car and started moving forward.

The two were getting closer and closer, and the close-fitting secretary and the person who seemed to be a bodyguard in the luxury car walked down. With the property and identity of Tu Duoshi, the configuration of the bodyguard plus the secretary was not too much. Even in some ancient families with wet and poisonous positions like bodyguards have been held by the same blood for generations.

Rolling down the car window, Muke looked cold and stretched out his black muzzle.

All movements were silent and relaxed and comfortable. Tu Duoji's eyes suddenly widened under the lens. He looked at him in shock as he pointed his gun at him. No matter how noble or how much property he had, all sentient beings were equal under the bullet aimed at his forehead.

"Bang!"

The trigger was pulled, and there was no need to be fired, but the bodyguard next to him reacted more sensitively and threw the Tu Duke down.

With loud gunshots and secretary screams, Muke calmly like the killer in the movie, but the killer's skills are too inexperienced, and all the bullets hit the bodyguard.

"Tu Duo sent me to Lord!"

Tu Duoji, who reacted, actually took out a gun from his arms. Wet poison is not a country where guns are free, but it is just a forced one. Tu Duoji is not a problem. It seems that he had expected that he would have a place to use a pistol one day. The bodyguard who had been hit by a few bullets also gritted his teeth and pulled out his gun to shoot.

"Oh shit!"

Muke, who was well-educated, slapped the steering wheel in resentment, and the jingling bullet hit the car. He scolded angrily and had to drive away quickly.

Sanzang sighed. He could probably think about what happened after Muke and why this man born rich would do such a crazy thing as summoning the evil gods later.

Muke found that he could not escape the spider web, so he simply overturned the chessboard with violence.

This is a risky and crazy step. As a islander, Sandbury, inexplicably understood Muk's thoughts. After all, in the suppressed environment of the island country, there are people who committed suicide silently, like the 226 Mutiny. Everyone has a violent side in their hearts, not to mention that in Muk's view, he is not doing evil, but doing good, at most he is a little violent.

"boom!"

Just as Sanzang was thinking about right and wrong, a roar suddenly came from his ears. It was not that there was a change in the illusion, but that it came from the real world. The situation in the real world must have changed.

What happened outside? The monk's heart tightened. The outside world was on the verge of a real volcanic eruption. As long as the people from the Akatsuki organization did not exaggerate, the evil god is far from exaggerating.

"Do you want to go out?" Muke's face suddenly appeared in front of Sanzang. It was not Muke who was young, who was vigorous when he was young, but Muke's face was ferocious because of pain and bloodshot eyes.

His body was under vast power, and the overloaded balloon was about to explode completely.

"Yes, can you let me out?" Sanzang looked directly at the former police chief. Which one is more terrifying than his current fire burning is a question worth pondering.

However, in the eyes of the outside world, both of them are just monsters that are equally hateful.

"No, I have paid such a price, how could I let you out?" Muke's eyelids were scary red. The gentle and elegant master was a gambler's heart that was stronger than anyone else. His obsession and self-discipline were combined with the collapse of faith. "Do you understand, this country is over. If you don't try to change, someone will continue to encounter misfortunes and change slowly."

"That's how the times are, your approach is too radical."

"Time?" Muke smiled hard, "This is the word I hate to hear the most. Perhaps the misfortune that everyone encounters is just a speck of dust for the times, but you and I are not the times. You and I are also ordinary individuals. This speck of dust can fall on others today and will fall in front of us tomorrow."

"You are the same person as me, master... no, in Buddhist terms, should you be called a monk who has attained enlightenment?"

"Amitabha, I can't afford it."

"Look at how similar we look now, they are all monsters in the eyes of others, but they are more like our hearts." Muke is now like a teenager who is confessing, but there is neither love nor touching words. "As long as you join me, no, as long as we join hands and change the whole country is easy. Monk, you have no idea the power represented by a god like Buddha. If I met you earlier, I would not believe this..."

"Ah!" Muke wailed in pain, "This world must be changed!"

Sanzang felt the temperature around him rise sharply, which was definitely not a good change, but he could not find any flaws that could leave here in the face of unprecedented illusion attacks.
Chapter completed!