I drew a talisman to save the sun from its bleeding state.

Chapter 109 begins the extermination of entire families.

Xu Fan, holding the Soul-Hooking Chains, was pale-faced: "Brother Zhou, I'm having trouble bringing myself to do it."

"Who are you? Do you know who my husband is? Get out of here! I've already called the police!"

A young woman holding a baby stood in the house, trying to soothe the child with one arm, while threatening everyone present with a kitchen knife in the other.

Zhou Zheng calmly retorted, "You can't bring yourself to do it? Those low-class people can. I'm truly impressed by you guys who talk big but have high moral standards. How are we supposed to fight against the low-class people in the future?"

Xu Fan hesitated at the last minute: "Um, Brother Zhou, how about we start with the members of the Nine Streams Sect? It's a bit hard to bring ourselves to kill these ordinary people right away."

"Aaaaaaah!"

The young woman suddenly started screaming and backing away.

Zhou Zheng's expression remained unchanged: "Is it possible that we are your enemies, coming straight for you? It's time to settle the debt the Xu family incurred more than twenty years ago?"

"Account? What account? I can give you any amount of money you want! My husband always gives me money!"

Zhou Zheng retorted, "What are you pretending for? I spent all night compiling the list before putting you guys on it. What kind of good person could you be?"

These kinds of people are masters of feigning helplessness, never mentioning a single crime they've committed. Seriously, buddy, if you're hanging out with scoundrels, how can you be a good person?

If you were to meet Chu the painter's standards, I wouldn't even put you on the list.

"Bang!"

A young woman collapsed on the spot after blood gushed from between her eyebrows.

Xu Fan paused for a moment, then came to his senses: "Um, brother, do you want this child?"

Zhou Zheng looked at the entry above the "child's" head on the floor and said, "If you want to raise a mutated human, then you can raise one."

[Half-demon, a demon-adapted being (capable of transforming into a demon beast and gaining powerful combat abilities when there is sufficient demonic energy)]

It's clear that the Nine Streams Sect's modification experiments are not limited to one. They even dared to use these illegal experiments on their own family members; it's baffling what they were thinking.

Xu Fan was stunned, his eyes gathering a sinister aura, and his lips twitched: "These people are truly beasts."

Transforming humans into half-demons, solely to adapt to demonic power and enhance their own abilities, is a grave taboo.

Zhou Zheng gestured with his lip: "I'll leave this to you. You'll have to ferry your soul into reincarnation yourself to resolve this, lest the demonization affect your soul body and you won't even be able to be human anymore."

Xu Fan: "...Okay."

You don't know until you come here, and the more you come, the more you realize that these people are not human. They can even bring themselves to harm their own flesh and blood.

Zhou Zheng: "If it weren't for the fact that you were there, I definitely wouldn't have acted so slowly and easily. I really admire you kind people; no wonder you get bullied."

Dongguan Garden Community is an upscale residential area with many family members of the Jiuliumen gang. Zhou Zheng brought everyone here to practice their skills. These talkative kings were full of confidence at home, but once they arrived, they were all incredibly kind.

Zhou Zheng casually tossed two fireballs up to help with the cremation: "I know you don't want to take away the living soul, so I'll help with the cremation. Just remember to collect it when you come back tonight."

Xu Fan stared at Zhou Ge, who had finished the job flawlessly and remained calm, and at the burning corpse on the floor. He covered his mouth and said, "Brother Zhou, why are you so resilient? Are you some kind of righteous cultivator?"

This is no longer about whether it's cruel or not, nor is it about whether it's human or not. It's about whether this is even a normal human being anymore.

Zhou Zheng: "I'm 28 years old now. In the past ten years, I've spent six of them working as a mercenary. Occasionally I fight in wars, and occasionally I take on jobs to assassinate guys I don't like. Wiping out an entire family is just basic stuff for me. If I don't wipe out their whole family, I'm afraid they'll retaliate against me later."

Xu Fan was stunned: "Why did you become a mercenary? Are you desperate for money?"

……

The further west you go in Journey to the West, the more absurd the situation becomes. In one episode, a monster drinks fresh blood and begins to rejuvenate. At the time, I thought it was artistic license. Another episode features a carp demon who eats young boys and girls every year.

After leaving: What do you mean by "this is a real-life case artistically beautified"? If you really can't handle this, then try some feudal etiquette.

By the way, there's not just one country abroad, there are 192. These underdeveloped, low-class areas nearby can't even produce their own plastics and fertilizers, let alone build roads. The idea of ​​every household having running water and electricity is a myth. Despite this garbage situation, they still wage civil war against each other every day, and there's even excrement in the streets. During a fierce gunfight, I stepped in poop and immediately grabbed the shoe of a dead colleague next to me to wear—all these experiences disgusted Zhou Zheng.

So much so that he even got to the point of enlightenment and self-sufficiency by playing video games while lying down at home.

Those people outside are inhuman! They don't even follow the rules, they're so rude! It's one thing for them to double-cross each other, but they're even selling counterfeit goods and double-crossing each other!

Zhou Zheng shook his head, pulling himself out of his memories: "Anyway, it's good that you guys have higher moral standards. I was just tricked into this situation."

Xiaoxue: "...I could tell from your expression."

Xu Fan leaned back tactically: "I don't know what you've remembered, but it looks terrible."

Ye Keke: "...Master Zhou, is the work of your Thunder Department really this hard?" It really tests a person's endurance.

Liu Zhen crossed his arms: "I think you're very suitable for the field of penal administration, Xiao Zhou."

Tang Ying, holding a tablet, said, "I've already hacked the surveillance cameras; they won't find out anything."

Zhou Zheng looked around to make sure no one was missing: "Alright, let's move on to the next one. If we kill all the families of the Nine Streams members in this upscale neighborhood, it will be much easier for us to block the pawnshop and car dealership."

We need to hurry; we only have one afternoon. It will be harder to kill them once they get off work.

Xu Fan swallowed hard: "Okay."

The afternoon was rushed. Zhou Zheng and Xu Fan split into two groups to eliminate the witnesses one by one. Tang Ying was responsible for providing technical support, Xiao Xue and Ye Keke were responsible for being the audience, and Liu Zhen was the protector.

I was busy all afternoon, but I didn't finish the task completely; there's still half left.

Zhou Zheng glanced at the clock in the living room: "Never mind, it's time."

Tang Ying pressed her earpiece: "Um, um... okay. Master Zhou, there's something going on at the pawnshop and the car dealership. The car dealership is fine, they're just asking about the situation. The pawnshop is asking us for documents and is trying to put pressure on us by pulling strings."

Zhou Zheng: "Okay, let's go to the pawnshop first."

Because there wasn't enough time, Tang Ying was instructed to call people to block the pawnshop and car dealership, preventing them from leaving get off work, using the excuse of waiting for an urgent official investigation.

Zhou Zheng glanced at the family photo on the wall: "I like this kind of pressure. They never understand the situation, they always cause trouble for me because of their own interests, and they don't know any better."