The appearance of the policeman was vividly carved in Ji Chen's mind, as if the policeman himself was living in Ji Chen's mind.

Ji Chen also felt that he had established a causal relationship with the policeman.

Immediately, he pulled out the knife and followed the feeling in the dark and slashed out.

In an instant, Ji Chen felt that something had been struck by him. He knew that he had succeeded.

[Killing points +380]

The hints on the attributes also prove that he was indeed successful.

In the toilet, the head catcher fell to the ground and died on the spot without any wounds on his body.

Ji Chen gathered his thoughts and continued to hide in the yard, just like he did in Jijia Village that night, guarding outside the ancestral hall alone and with a knife, like a ghost.

That night, he was seeking revenge, fighting with his life, and had a kind of madness that meant failure or failure.

Tonight, he already has enough strength, the madness in his eyes has long gone, and there is no fear in his heart, but only indifference.

The conversation in the room reached his ears clearly.

Soon, another policeman came out and walked towards the toilet.

Ji Chen killed him in the toilet like a cannon.

The night was eerily quiet, without a trace of insects or birds.

The remaining five detectives in the room finally realized something was wrong. After all, the two guys went out for a while and didn't come back.

How could it take so long to go to the toilet? In this cold weather, who wants to stay in the toilet for too long, it's smelly and cold.

Five people were sitting around a table, playing dice, with a stove underneath.

"I said, Mazi and the others have been gone for so long and haven't come back. Is there anything going on? Why don't you go out and have a look?" one of them said.

Another person said impatiently: "What can happen? This is the patrol office of the government. How dare that ruthless person come to the government office to commit murder? Why don't you...!"

However, before he finished speaking, he fell down on the table and became silent.

The remaining four people were all stunned.

"What are you doing, old money?"

"You're crazy, who are you trying to scare?"

"Old money?"

Finally someone noticed something was wrong, and one of them stretched out his hand to check Lao Qian's breath.

"Dead...dead!" He said in a trembling voice, but as soon as he finished speaking, he fell down on the table.

The remaining three people panicked instantly! He stood up directly, drew his single sword, and stood guard back to back.

"Who, who is it, get out of here!"

In the quiet night, the only answer he heard was the whistling of the cold wind.

The unknown is what scares them the most, being able to silently kill their companions in front of them makes them feel panicked.

The smell of death hung over them.

There is a slight gap in the window coffin. Through the gap, you can just see the corner of the yard. You can't see the dark place from the bright place, but you can see the bright place clearly from the dark place.

Just a quarter of an hour ago, they felt that the room was a little stuffy, so they opened a gap in the window for ventilation, and it was through this gap that murderous intent seeped in.

The three of them stood back to back, on guard in panic.

At this moment, another one of the three fell to the ground without warning, and his single sword fell to the ground, making a "clunk" sound, which struck the hearts of the remaining two people like a death knell.

The two of them felt chilly.

run!

The two of them pushed open the door almost at the same moment and ran away wildly outside.

The house is haunted!

The two just wanted to leave this hellish place as quickly as possible.

The two ran into the yard, and one of them collapsed while running.

The remaining person was panic-stricken, turned pale, shouted "Ghost!", then pushed open the door of the government office and ran frantically towards the street.

However, he had just run far away when he felt a chilling chill pass through his body. His consciousness suddenly stopped and he fell to the ground. The single knife in his hand fell and made a crisp sound.

Ji Chen, who was hiding behind the ginkgo tree, put away the knife, inserted it into the belt around his waist, then used eight steps to ascend into the air, and silently exited the patrol office.

The rain fell harder and harder, washing away the traces Ji Chen left in the yard.

Not long after Ji Chen retreated, a man wearing night clothes appeared in the yard.

Looking at the corpses in the yard, Ye Xingyi was obviously stunned for a moment, and then he quickly entered the house to check and found that all the police officers in the house were killed.

"Is there anyone who can get there first?"

Night Walker was puzzled. He checked the policeman's body and found no wounds.

"How did you die?" He became even more confused, and then began to rummage around the house.

After rummaging for a while, he finally found a box in a cabinet. Ye Xingren opened it, looked at it, and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he immediately closed the box, took the box and exited the room, used his skills to leave the patrol department, and headed towards He ran away in the direction of Yang Mansion.

Ji Chen returned to the private school and had a good sleep.

In the next two days, he practiced the breath-eating technique and continued to perfect the mind-cutting technique.

That night while patrolling the Sifu Yamen, Ji Chen finally discovered the shortcomings of the mind-cutting technique, which was extremely draining on the mind.

While Ji Chen is refining his Qi by visualizing the sun and the moon, he is also refining his heart and tempering his consciousness and mind.

The murder of seven detectives from the patrol department caused huge waves in a small area. Many people had a premonition that something big was going to happen next, and everyone was in danger, fearing that they would be implicated.

Killing agents within the Patrol Department is tantamount to provoking the authority of the Patrol Department, and the Patrol Department will definitely investigate to the end.

The county magistrate, on the other hand, said something different to Ji Chen.

"Being sharp sometimes is not necessarily a good thing. You have to learn to hide your weakness. Many things are not only about fighting and killing, but also about human nature."

Ji Chen nodded. Of course he knew that Jianghu was not only about fighting and killing, but also about human relations.

But all of this must be based on equal strength. Without equal strength, who can tell you about the world?

Maplewood Town finally calmed down.

Two of the three major gangs were wiped out by Ji Chen, and the remaining one, the Salt Gang, went into seclusion. Needless to say, some small gangs and sects were in fear all day long, and some simply disbanded on the spot.

Ji Chen chopped down a city with one knife that day, shocking all the forces.

As long as people in Maplewood Town mention Ji Chen, they will all talk about Ji Bianse.

The people in Fenglin Town even gave Ji Chen a nickname, the God of Death.

This is a vicious person, even to the point of making children stop crying.

When a child at home cries non-stop, all he needs to do is say, 'If he cries again, the god of murder will be summoned! ’ The child stopped crying immediately.

Ji Chen hasn't gone anywhere in the past few days. He is waiting at the private school for the arrival of the Patrol Department and the Demon Suppression Department.

Ji Chen no longer needs to take care of the Yamen. Ding Gongbo has successfully taken control of Zaoban.

However, on this day, the county magistrate found Ji Chen and told him something.

Asking for a monthly ticket!

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