Chapter 72

Zhang Hui looked at a small book in front of her.

In this book, the requirements of the goal are recorded.

Article 1: it is required to investigate the responsibility of relevant parties.

Article 2: the parties concerned must give an account.

Third, we must ensure that similar things do not happen again.

Zhang Hui swallowed.

As the Minister of intrauterine affairs, he was too familiar with the format of these requirements.

Ultimatum!

This is an ultimatum!

There is no doubt about the subtext.

Investigate the responsibility of the relevant parties (if you can't, I will investigate), the relevant parties must give an account (if not, I will give it!) You have to make sure that it doesn't happen again (I can't guarantee if it happens again!).

Except that there was no deadline, it was almost the original text of an ultimatum issued by the Foreign Ministry of the federal Empire to a foreign country.

Generally speaking, once the ultimatum is issued.

The federal Empire entered the wartime mobilization system.

The huge army, navy and air force have assembled.

All railguns in space synchronous orbit enter wake-up charging mode.

All strategic weapons of the strategic forces are in the state of launch.

If the other side can not give a satisfactory answer within the prescribed time, the war will be unstoppable.

Although the federal Empire has not issued such an ultimatum for almost two hundred years.

However, this diplomatic format is still easy for everyone to see.

So

Zhang Hui swallowed.

His eyes, as if to see the monsters in the fog, are gathering at the command of their master.

On the ceiling, under the floor, in the cracks in the wall, on the bookshelf.

A head of terrible strange things, crawling at that foot.

He sits on the throne of nothingness and holiness, overlooking the world.

In his fingers, there is a fragile and innocent planet.

The fire in his eyes has come out and wrapped up this innocent planet.

"Survival or destruction?"

"Please choose!"

Once the answer is No.

Countless monsters, pour out.

The whole world is falling apart.

No inch of land is immune.

And no one can escape.

This is almost certainly the future.

Zhang Hui is very clear, because he once faced the terrible fog nest.

He also witnessed his great power.

Two sentences And after layers of protection and filtration of two words, let him almost irreparable.

With a flick of his mobile phone, his soul will be reserved.

That's an unheard of ability.

It is also an unimaginable force.

He looked up at the officer in front of him.

The officer was just an ordinary man, but he knew something about the black guards.

Therefore, he looks like a big body, sitting in a chair, but fidgety.

"What else does he want?" Zhang Hui tries to make her tone as peaceful as possible.

"Report, sir!" The police officer immediately saluted and reported: "the childe, after hearing that the suspect has died, calmly told me: since he has paid the price, then I will not pursue his responsibility any more!"

"Well?" Zhang Hui's eyebrows wrinkled into the character Chuan.

"Not long after I left..." The police officer immediately added: "I received a phone call from the childe. He said, please let me apologize to the parents, wife and children of the deceased anonymously, and donate 4444 Chinese yuan in an anonymous form..."

"Four hundred forty-four Chinese dollars?" Zhang Hui's heart beat, legs and stomach trembled because of this number.

Because he remembered in his mind what the forensics said: it has been established that the frequency of these psionic disturbances is related to some kind of curse

Perhaps, its blood, offspring and ancestors, may be cursed.

Although I don't know the type of curse

But for sure, they will die miserably!

So Does that mean something else when he still says these words when he knows the end of the werewolf?

4444？ Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die Die die?

My patience is limited.

See those wolf pups?

Do you want to be like them?

If you want to, don't listen to me.

Zhang Hui finally had no hesitation.

He said to the burly police officer, "it's hard for you! Please go down

The other party saluted Zhang Hui and then turned away.

Zhang huimu saw him off.

Then pick up a red phone on the desk and dial it."I'm Zhang Hui!" He said, "pick up the Ministry of foreign affairs!"

After a while, the voice of the liaison officer of the Ministry of foreign affairs came across the phone.

Zhang Hui issued his order coldly.

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Ling Ping'an closed the shop in advance before nine o'clock.

The main reason is that he is worried that a homicide case will have a bad impact.

If it is known by the neighbors, it is more likely to affect the valuation of the bookstore.

Although, he did not intend to sell.

But

The value of real estate is the same as the number of rich people's bank cards.

It's great just to watch.

At least, if the valuation is in, Ling Ping An will be able to put itself into the middle class.

It's not the rice worms that die on federal subsidies.

Locking the rolling gate, Ling Ping An sighed: "fortunately, it's evening No one... "

"Fortunately, the officer is quick to come and go."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid all my neighbors will know that I killed someone..."

"Clean it up quickly." He said: "otherwise, it would be bad if there were customers coming to visit tomorrow."

So, he is ready to go to find mop and detergent, the blood stains on the ground to clean.

Anyway, the officers are gone.

They didn't tell them to protect the scene.

But when he got to the counter, he was stunned.

The ground is very clean.

Don't mention blood stains. There's no trace.

"Well?" Ling Ping'an scratched his head, and he began to recall the evening.

He remembers very clearly that the foreigner shed a lot of blood.

"Was it the officer who helped me clean up?" He asked.

This is the only explanation.

Think about it carefully, only those professionals can clean up the bloodstain thoroughly.

So, the young bookstore owner, happy like an eight year old child.

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The hinterland of Qin land.

Deep in a secret mountain, an old castle stands in the canyon.

At this time, it was late at night.

The hall of the castle is dark and quiet.

There were only one oil lamp burning on chairs.

There are thirteen chairs.

In a circular shape, it is distributed in this vast hall.

But the oil lamp on a chair, I don't know how, has been extinguished.

All the oil lamps fell to the ground and were smashed.

A crow, flying in from the window of the castle.

It circled the whole hall.

Suddenly, it saw something.

Immediately, he screamed: "the light is off! The life lamp is out

So the whole castle came to life.

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