Chapter 140 Kill all the injustices in the world. There is merit in your heart

The heavy rain was heavy, and the loud sound of the rain was like firecrackers. The neon lights of the hair salon on the wall had some glitches and flickered, and the light shone into the alley.

In a broken cardboard box in the corner, a six or seven-year-old child was curled up inside, with water dripping down. His eyes were dull, and he was wearing a T-shirt with cartoon patterns on it, and his bare toes were missing two little toes.

He coughed from time to time, and the constant dripping of water could not extinguish the heat on his face.

Got a fever.

Ten steps away from him, two figures stood on the road, and countless vehicles passed by them.

Long Shaoming and a Taoist whose face could not be seen clearly.

"that's me……"

Long Shaoming seemed to be affected by something. He didn't think about it, let alone why he appeared here.

Pointing at the child hiding in the cardboard box in the distance, it seemed as if he was introducing himself or talking to the gods.

"When I was four years old, I was abducted by the gangsters who harvested raw materials. They trained me to be a pickpocket. That's why they didn't break my hands and feet or blind me. At that time, there were still many tourists from all over the world.

Children are very good at gaining their sympathy."

"Then I found an opportunity and ran out. This was the third time. The first two times, my little toe was cut off. The next day I ran to the police because I picked up a children's book and it said there was a problem.

Call the police."

The picture seemed to flow with Long Shaoming's thoughts. In the blink of an eye, they came to a large factory building. There was garbage and excrement everywhere, and the stench was so bad that people could not open their eyes.

There were rows of torn quilts on both sides. The quilts were as dirty as coal. Children were lying on them. These children were dirty and their hair was as fluffy and tangled as if they hadn't been washed in several years.

The most eye-catching thing is their condition. Most of them are disabled, blind or lame. It can be seen from their twisted legs that they are not born with disabilities.

Harvesting and cutting refers to taking the ears, eyes, internal organs, etc. from a living person, and cutting off its limbs. Harvesting refers to gathering, and raw refers to children who are still growing and developing, and cutting refers to cutting with a knife and axe.

In ancient times, there was a beggar in Huqiu who took a bear out on the street. He couldn't speak but could write and recite poems. The so-called bear was actually a child they abducted.

Scrape off the child's skin with a knife, and then stick dog hair on the wound. When the wound heals slowly, the dog hair will grow in the child's skin, so that the child looks like a dog.

dog.

But in modern times, it has a new meaning.

Children are artificially disabled and sent out to beg to gain sympathy.

At this time, the young Long Shaoming was dragged in and thrown directly on the dung pile in the corner.

His nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, and there were bruises all over his body. There was no fear or tears in his big, round eyes, only numbness and despair.

He has a fever, his whole body is bruised, and his whole body is like a candle in the wind.

Long Shaoming continued: "Then I was sent back by the police and given to those people. At that time, I didn't understand why it happened like this? Why did the police send me back?"

His words seemed to confirm the desperate and helpless expression of the child lying on the dunghill.

"Later I found out that the book I was reading was from China, and our police are not called public security. They will not care about our life or death, let alone protect me. They will only drive me away and treat me like garbage.

Eliminate me the same way."

"The police only patrol the neighborhoods of rich people, not the slums where I live. Likewise, they will not protect me. They say I am a gangster, but I obviously have family. I remember where my home is, it is in a small alley.

, in a very warm place.”

The god holding the umbrella did not waver at all. Instead, Long Shaoming clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. The remaining skin and flesh tightened, and his thin face became extremely ferocious.

The surrounding scene collapsed, and countless memories flowed rapidly, as if he was showing his misery to the gods. He also seemed to be reviewing his own life, which was like garbage.

"Later, it seemed that because the leader of this gang died, those scum fell into a struggle for power. I took advantage of the chaos and ran out. This time I never asked anyone for help."

"Fast food restaurants throw away garbage at 12 o'clock in the evening. You can get money for cleaning cars outside supermarkets, and you can get money for shining shoes on the roadside. In spring and summer, you can go to the bridge to spend the night, but you have to leave during the rainy season. It is best to find a heating pipe in autumn and winter, otherwise

I will freeze to death. I know the time it takes for new garbage to accumulate in every garbage dump, and I know the time it takes for each fast food restaurant to throw it away!"

"I seemed like a mouse in this city, living with garbage all my life. Until I met a star, the star you gave me."

Long Shaoming knelt in front of the god, his expression filled with strange joy and a trace of lingering excitement.

"I should be the chosen one, right? The one chosen by you. I should smash this damn garbage dump to pieces, kill all the gangsters who kidnap and traffic children, and trample those high-ranking rich people into the mud.

"

He covered his chest with both hands. He felt as if his body was burning, and a flame spread to his heart. He looked up at the Taoist holding an umbrella, seeking the other person's approval in his eyes, confirming that he was not trash but chosen.

hero.

"I'm not trash, right!? God."

"Please, please, I don't want to be trash anymore. I hate my own incompetence. I suffer from the fact that I am an incompetent trash."

"I pray to you, give me the strength. Give me the strength to let them go to school and let them eat a bite of food."

The Taoist raised his hand slightly, and his figure was no longer calm. The overwhelming murderous intention surged like a tsunami. All memories were instantly washed away, and everything around him was only red.

"Kill all the injustices in the world. There will be merit in your heart."

The fingertips touched his forehead lightly, and a trace of Tao rhyme entered his arms.

It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a feeling of grief and indignation, and endless anger.

Against injustice, against the world, and against all those who are enemies, kill, kill, kill.

The demon Li Changsheng slaughtered all the people in the world, and he was innocent and careful.

——

The time outside was just a few breaths in the past. Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, and the gazes of tens of millions of people watching the live broadcast around the world, the body that had fallen to the ground stood up straight.

Buzz!

Unparalleled murderous intent instantly spread across the sky, and countless sharp blades seemed to appear in the void. Everyone felt their scalps numb and their necks went cold.

The powerful men in the sky had solemn eyes. This was the first time they had seen such crazy murderous intent. Just a wisp of breath made them feel numb.

"Whose Taoist charm is this? It has such murderous intent."

"That swordsman is better than any other swordsman. He is simply a god of death."

"Although the murderous aura of the Sword Immortal is better, it is more about her swordsmanship. The sword of the Sword Immortal protects the world and is a benevolent sword. This aura is pure murderous intent, as if she wants to kill everyone in the world."

"Is it a certain demon?"

The competition lasted for a week, and they had more or less figured out the methods of the Heavenly Dao fragment and the White Lotus Virgin. The Heavenly Dao fragment can give the contestants cultivation, which essentially draws on the laws of the Demonic Abyss or the Bodhi Realm, and then absorbs them.

The faith that came was converted into cultivation for those mortals.

The only thing that they can't understand is how to fabricate the Taoist charms of countless powerful people, and it is 80% or even 90% similar. Some people speculate that it is a secret method from ancient times, but no one has been able to confirm it so far.

Tao Yun has nothing to do with cultivation, and how powerful one can be depends entirely on one's understanding of Tao. Some ascetic monks may not be their opponents in fighting, but they can crush them when talking about Tao alone.

This may be somewhat contradictory. After all, it is often emphasized that high-level experts fight against Tao, which is magical power. The deeper the understanding of Tao, the stronger one's own strength will naturally be, but there are always exceptions.

Li Changsheng is the exception. His Tao has nothing to do with cultivation. The first step in his cultivation is to enter the Tao. Invisibly, he has already reached the level of becoming a god, but he has not kept up with other aspects.

The Demon Dao was the period when Li Changsheng's murderous aura was at its strongest, so strong that he was able to push Xiao Wu Lei's Zhengfa to a level that was infinitely close to magical power.

As the saying goes, the pinnacle of attack is to kill without cultivating skills or nourishing one's life.

In a sense, only those with strong killing intent can truly practice Xiaowu Lei Zhengfa. Li Changsheng has never really used Xiaowu Lei Zhengfa since that battle.

Zhuque Tianjian frowned slightly, and after looking for a long time, he still couldn't detect any clues, let alone recognize that this was Li Changsheng's Dao Yun. Because the difference was too big, the Dao Yun issued was a killing god, and the living immortal was just a cloud.

There is usually no wind or waves, no mountains and rivers, and it is as lazy as clouds floating in the sky.

But it had to be said that this was the first time he had seen Daoyun's murderous intent. This murderous intent was not about how many people were killed, but the ultimate killing intent.

The original owner of this trace of Daoyun was very dangerous.

On the stage, Long Shaoming slowly opened his eyes. A flash of red light flashed through his eyes. His pupils had completely turned red, and there was a calm yet terrifying murderous intent brewing in his eyes.

Just like the vast ocean, when it is quiet, the wind and waves are calm, but when it moves, there are tsunamis and landslides.

The remaining dozen or so people noticed his abnormality, and their expressions quickly collapsed. Some were trembling, some dropped their weapons and slumped on the ground, and some still held unrealistic illusions.

In fact, the game does not require everyone to die. There is also a condition for ending the game, which is to obtain supernatural power. With supernatural power, it is difficult for other mortals to be their opponents.

Almost every competition to determine the winner begins with obtaining supernatural power. If a person obtains supernatural power, it can basically declare his victory.

Among the hundreds of thousands of people in the audience, there were hundreds of gambling dogs. They jumped up suddenly and roared almost crazy.

"Long Shaoming! Long Shaoming!!!"

"Fuck him, kill them all!"

Without exception, they all bought Long Shaoming, and the amount was usually a few hundred or even a thousand, but even such an odds of 3,000 times could still make them a lot of money.

One of the men in suits had dull eyes and could no longer describe his mood at this moment in words.

He seems to have bought this boy for more than 10,000 yuan.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a sudden change in a person, a strong man two meters tall and covered in tendons.

This is the person with the lowest odds in the ring. He has won the heavyweight boxing championship. It is said that one punch can hit 700 kilograms of force. And he is indeed worthy of his status. He has killed countless people with an iron bar.
To be continued...