Chapter 155 Villainous Perspective

Lawyer An felt that his smile must look like that of a major villain right now.

The kind that, in TV dramas and movies, no matter how arrogant or conceited,

would ultimately be killed by the righteous protagonist burning his own inner universe.

But he didn't care; if movies were the same as reality, who would watch them?

He, An Buqi, just had to be arrogant today. After all, it wasn't realistic to counterattack hell tomorrow after having fallen so low, but that didn't stop him from seizing the time to collect a little interest first.

Returning home in glory, otherwise it would be like wearing brocade at night; what a waste.

Zhou Ze squatted down, the corner of his eye watching the red-nosed old man being trampled under Lawyer An's foot.

He's getting cocky,

Back when he first entered this line of work,

A little loli could choke him to death, even setting a "death deadline" for him, plotting a scheme of using and destroying.

But in the blink of an eye, two years had passed, and he could start catching inspectors as if he were a free man.

People really like to reminisce, but they habitually recall the beautiful changes; in fact, this is a kind of self-immersion and self-intoxication, using this process to gain self-satisfaction and recognition.

For example, the kind: I went from being penniless when I left my hometown to finally becoming heavily indebted.

This kind of process,

Probably not many people would be willing to reminisce about it.

Old Zhang didn't seem to realize that his boss was currently sinking into a state of "feeling good about himself."

He directly interrupted the atmosphere in a muffled voice,

and said:

"Boss, what do we do with this guy?"

Zhou Ze raised his eyelids and pursed his lips.

The meaning was simple;

Of course, Lawyer An would arrange how to deal with this matter. After all, he was the enemy. How to deal with it to achieve the best effect and avoid possible troubles later should naturally be decided by him.

Why are you being a busybody?

Old Zhang scratched his head; he didn't know why he cared about this, but he didn't understand what evil he had encountered. When he saw the red-nosed old man lying on the ground like a piece of meat ready to be cooked, he suddenly felt a little unbearable.

It didn't seem like an explosion of sympathy; it was just inexplicable.

Old Zhang looked at Lawyer An. Lawyer An smiled and said:

"Now that it's come to this, how could we possibly keep him? Don't take him back to the bookstore either. I'll take him to the next city. Let Lao Xu come over and set up a formation together. We'll deal with him as we should, and try to clean up as thoroughly as possible.

Anyway, the bookstore has the boss's special situation suppressing it. As long as we're not too careless, even if the Underworld wants to investigate in the future, they won't find anything.

Most importantly..."

Lawyer An bent over,

reached out and patted the red-nosed old man's face,

and said:

"This old brother's interpersonal relationships in the Underworld are very poor. If he really disappears inexplicably up there, people will only applaud. At most, they'll follow the normal procedure.

If no real higher-up gives the word, who would bother to handle this matter carefully?"

Anyway, his boss had that牌子 (paizi, brand) special suppression, the Underworld's gaze would unconsciously skip over here, and if they were more careful, and the one being killed was a piece of stinky dogskin plaster, then the matter wouldn't be a big deal.

An Buqi, who had once mixed in the officialdom of the Underworld, knew best what kind of尿性 (niaoxing, urinary nature) those bureaucrats were.

The red-nosed old man's face showed a look of astonishment as he listened to their conversation. He wasn't astonished by his own ending, but by the nonchalant attitude of these people when dealing with a genuine Underworld inspector!

I'm an inspector!

Not a piece of pork belly you bought from Aunt Zhang at the market this morning!

The red-nosed old man suddenly felt a little absurd; under the eyes of the Underworld, there was actually such a small patch of shadow hidden. He had actually chased that lion here!

It was simply picking up sesame seeds and losing a watermelon,

The one that really needed to be eliminated,

Was here!

These people,

Lawless, lawless!

After hearing Lawyer An's plan, Old Zhang bent down and squatted in front of the red-nosed old man, looking at him.

Looking and looking,

Old Zhang shook his head again,

and stood up.

Old An's car couldn't be used anymore; it had been scrapped. Fortunately, Xu Qinglang quickly drove his car over; this time, he really didn't even catch a ride.

"Is it all over?"

Xu Qinglang asked. He was still figuring out where to buy pigeons and eighteen kinds of cooking methods for pigeons.

He didn't expect that the one who set off first would be shot first by Lawyer An. By the time he groped his way over, everything had been resolved.

Xu Qinglang ignored the subdued old man and instead went to look at the lion on the ground, reaching out to touch it. This lion was quite old and severely damaged, but even so, it still had a desolate and tragic aura emanating from it.

"This is a magical artifact, specially refined by someone. It was originally a spiritual object carrying intention, possessing its own personality, and was carved and blessed with formations.

Tsk, tsk,

This thing is really ingenious, a good thing, a top-notch thing."

It was rare for Xu Qinglang to be so distraught, and he didn't know if it was because he had twenty-odd houses early on, but he was seeing things more and more lightly, especially after his master's matter had just been dealt with a while ago. He was now truly a bit obsessed with burying himself in the study of formations.

"Lao Xu, come, add a seal!"

Lawyer An beckoned to Xu Qinglang.

Xu Qinglang walked over, bent down, and looked at the red-nosed old man lying below.

He didn't ask what had happened to him, but since he had been subdued by the people in the bookstore, let it be whatever was next.

Xu Qinglang took out a few talisman papers and began to prepare the seal, while asking:

"Are we going to kill him or just restrain him?"

It's just like administering medicine;

Some medicines just make people faint for a while, and they'll be fine after a few days of nausea, but some medicines can make people's brains not work well after they wake up.

Seals are the same; some domineering seals can cause unimaginable damage to the soul, but the effect is better, and it's less likely to be broken free.

"Let's kill him."

Lawyer An didn't care; it was too late to talk about treating prisoners with leniency.

He was just thinking that after this matter was done, he would have to burn more paper money when he got back, otherwise, if the villain's perspective continued for too long, what if he really became tainted with the villain's bad luck?

Xu Qinglang nodded, indicating that he understood, and began to redraw the talisman.

"An Buqi, you're good, you're amazing. I'll see how many more days you can jump around!"

"Yo, no need to worry about me. I'm living comfortably now. Hehe, in the future, I'll be even more comfortable, unfortunately, you won't have the chance to see it.

To be honest, if your temper hadn't always been so bad, and you hadn't always been so high-minded, acting like a lone wolf, I might have been able to accommodate you, but sorry, I really can't afford to gamble on you.

This time, it can only be said that you're unlucky; we won't argue about right or wrong.

As for whether I'll be unlucky in the future, hehe, I don't believe you old boy can't see how many more days the Underworld has left to jump around. The weather is about to change!"

"Bullshit, if it weren't for those tricks you pulled back then, would I have been locked up? Would my career have been ruined, and I'd be sent up here to do these things of catching chickens and cats!

The Underworld is about to change; that's just an excuse for you villains who break the law and commit crimes to justify yourselves!

Back when the Qing Dynasty was clearly on its last legs, did we ever equivocate when fighting foreigners?

An Buqi,

I won't even..."

The red-nosed old man stopped,

Because he suddenly realized

That he would soon not even have the chance to be a ghost.

An Buqi would not let him have the opportunity to return to the underworld to be a ghost.

Old Zhang felt a little uncomfortable because he had also heard that this old man had a good reputation in the Underworld; he had a bad temper and strictly adhered to the rules.

Old Zhang really admired this kind of person, although you would hate this kind of person when they were your colleague.

But Old Zhang didn't try to plead for mercy or anything; this was pleading with everyone's lives and safety, Old Zhang didn't have the face to do such a thing.

Xu Qinglang finished drawing the talisman and said to Old Zhang:

"Old Zhang, help press him down."

Old Zhang was still standing there, motionless, thinking.

Lawyer An glanced at Old Zhang and shouted, "Old Zhang?"

Old Zhang still hadn't recovered.

"Police Officer Zhang? Zhang sir? Uncle Zhang? Grandpa Zhang? Aunt Zhang?

Zhang Yanfeng!"

The red-nosed old man's eyes suddenly widened!

Old Zhang also immediately woke up, "Oh, what's wrong?"

"Press him down, so he doesn't move around."

"Oh, okay."

Old Zhang bent down and grabbed the old man's shoulders with both hands.

The old man stared at Zhang Yanfeng with his old eyes,

His mouth began to tremble,

Tremble,

Tremble again.

"Damn, you old dog, are you trying to mate?"

The red-nosed old man ignored Lawyer An's ridicule,

His throat wriggled,

And he roared:

"Zhang Yanfeng,

I am your great-grandfather!

I AM YOUR GREAT-GRANDFATHER!!!"

Old Zhang nodded apologetically and said:

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect I would do such a thing, but there's no way, I'm sorry.

If you want to scold, then scold me. If it can make you feel better, then go in peace. I'm sorry, I apologize, really."

"Damn it,

Zhang Yanfeng,

I am your ancestor!"

Old Zhang nodded, and at the same time looked at Lao Xu, indicating that he had held him down and could start the seal.

The people's police's ability to endure insults was fully demonstrated at this time.

It wasn't the first time that Old Zhang had encountered a situation where the masses misunderstood him.

"Zhang Yanfeng, you grandson of a bitch!"

"Yes, yes, I am, you scold me, my heart will feel better if you scold me."

"Zhang Yanfeng, I am your ancestor!"

"Yes, yes, you are my senior, I should learn from you, but this time it won't work, alas…

You scold, continue to scold, scold hard, as long as you can vent your anger, as long as you can go in peace."

"..." Red-nosed old man.

————I am the dividing line for being scolded————

I'm too tired today, and my brain is a little messed up. Long doesn't dare to force himself to write a climax,

I have to leave a gap for my brain to pause.

There will be two updates today. When Long sorts out his thoughts, he will try to make up for it tomorrow.

Don't panic, hug Long tight!