Chapter 130: A perverted artist who loves killing peopleXu Si continued: "No matter how strong the individual aliens are, ordinary people are still the mainstream of the world. There are relatively few aliens now, so they can still be hidden. "But once the number of extraordinary people increases, ordinary people will inevitably be aware of their existence on a large scale. What do you think will happen to ordinary people if the existence of extraordinary people is widely known by ordinary people?" "Panic?" Jiang Lan's answer was simple. This is not difficult to guess. Let alone ordinary people, even Jiang Lan would feel unsure when facing an alien who is much more powerful than himself. Put yourself in his shoes. If Jiang Lan were an ordinary person, and suddenly one day he found out that there were many people in this world who could easily kill him with just a touch of their hands, he would also be afraid. "Yes, it's panic. Once the number of mutants exceeds the social threshold, the severity of the consequences will be beyond your and my imagination. "Just like the witch hunting in medieval Europe and the anti-Buddhist movement in our Northern Wei Dynasty, they were all caused by the number of aliens exceeding the population red line. "So Ma Xianhong's self-cultivation furnace may even cause these two incidents to happen again. Do you still think the company is making a fuss out of nothing?" Jiang Lan blinked. After hearing what Xu Si said, the company's handling method seemed reasonable.
Besides, temporary workers were going to be hired anyway, so letting them do such a dirty job could be considered killing two birds with one stone. "Okay, that's all I have to say. When we get over there, Brother Lan, remember to take care of them." Jiang Lan didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly he smiled. "What's wrong?" Xu Si asked puzzledly. "Nothing." Jiang Lan's smile remained on his face. "I just suddenly remembered that I asked Feng Baobao to look after me at the beginning. Now it's my turn to take care of her." "Hey... It's a different time now. Besides, you couldn't control your emotions at that time." Xu Si looked Jiang Lan up and down, and then said: "But having said that, Brother Lan, you have become more and more normal every day since you came back from Longhu Mountain. Now you are no different from a normal person." Jiang Lan was speechless for a while. What is this nonsense? What do you mean by no different from normal people? As far as God is concerned, he has always been a normal person. "Haha." Xu Si stepped forward and patted Jiang Lan on the shoulder. "Seriously, before you go to Guizhou, are you really not going to find someone to relieve your stress? I found several top-notch people for you before. It would be a pity if you don't take action." "Top-notch?" Jiang Lan rarely heard Xu Si describe the strange people who committed crimes in this way. "Yes, there was a person who had acquired supernatural powers. After awakening his supernatural powers, he committed a murder and killed six members of his enemy's family. After killing them, he went straight to Quan Xing. We didn't catch him last time in Longhu Mountain. I only knew about this from San'er." "impulse?" "Premeditated." "Tsk..." Jiang Lan smacked his lips, "Okay, where is the person? I'll go over there." It is understandable if it was done impulsively, but premeditated killing of a family of six is already extremely cruel. In the past, he was able to eliminate harm for the people.
It just so happens that I haven't killed anyone in a few days, and my hands are a little itchy... No... the main reason is that the murderous nature in Dantian has almost accumulated. How can I keep charging it without releasing it at all? "Okay, let's go back to the company and I'll give you the information." …… The next evening, Airbus A320, business class. "Thank you all for your patience. This flight has taken off. The flight distance is 2,276 kilometers and the estimated flight time is three hours." "Zhang Chulan..." Feng Baobao reached out and took a bag of bread and waved it in front of Zhang Chulan, "Want some bread?" Zhang Chulan has dark circles under his eyes and looks like a national treasure. He waved his hands repeatedly, "No, Sister Baoer, you eat it." As he said that, Zhang Chulan leaned back in the chair, his chest rising and falling. Feng Baobao looked at Zhang Chulan with some confusion, then turned her gaze to Jiang Lan as if she suddenly remembered something. "This kid went with you yesterday and he refused to eat or drink when he came back. What's wrong?" Jiang Lan flipped through the magazine in his hand contentedly, without even looking up: "Nothing, did you see any scum?" "Scum?" Feng Baobao took a while to understand, then suddenly realized: "Oh, you mean a bad person, right?" Zhang Chulan raised his head and said with some nausea: "No, he's a real scumbag. Sister Baoer, have you ever seen the filling of a steamed bun?" Although Feng Baobao is a little silly sometimes, she is not completely stupid. After hearing Zhang Chulan's description, she immediately knew what was going on. She looked at Zhang Chulan with disdain and said, "Hey, it's not like I haven't seen it before." Zhang Chulan's breathing quickened again, his expression painful, as if he was about to vomit, he waved his hands repeatedly and said: "It's different this time. It's too broken this time... No, stop talking, ugh..." Seeing this, Jiang Lan took out the vomit bag next to him and threw it next to Zhang Chulan, "If you want to vomit, go to the toilet. Who told you to follow me?" "I won't follow you anymore... I'll learn my lesson this time..." Zhang Chulan took a few deep breaths, calmed down a little and said: "Except for Brother Xiao, there is still no movement in the group." "If there's no one, then there's no need to rush." Jiang Lan said, "Let's talk about it after we get off the plane. We have to meet each other eventually." "I'm not in a hurry... I'm just a little curious about what kind of people the temporary workers in other regions are like." Jiang Lan flipped through the magazine in his hand and said intently: "I don't know about the other districts, but I know Xiao Zi." "Ah? Have you seen him?" Zhang Chulan became interested. "What kind of person is he?" "Didn't he introduce himself?" Zhang Chulan's pupils shrank. He turned on his phone which was in flight mode and flipped to the chat history.
"Hello, Lu Bei!" "I'm a man. 39 years old. A bit cruel. I like...killing..." Jiang Lan continued, "I have seen this man before in Longhu Mountain. He has killed many Quanxing people. He is a bit perverted... He said I am more perverted than him, but I think he is more perverted than me. By the way, he also said he is an artist." Zhang Chulan: "..." A perverted artist who loves killing people, he has collected all the buffs. Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan looked at Jiang Lan again and silently complained in his heart. But if we compare perversion, no one could be more perverted than you, right? It's so easy to turn a living person into scum. Even a meat grinder can’t grind it as evenly as you can. Soon, Zhang Chulan discovered the message in Jiang Lan's words and glared: "Weren't all of them Lu Bei's brothers on Mount Longhu at that time? Was he there too?" "Well, there's nothing strange about it. Jiangxi is their territory after all." Hearing this, Zhang Chulan nodded, "That's true... Now that you mention it, I'm even more excited. What kind of monsters are the temporary workers in other regions?" (End of this chapter)