Conan: The worse I get, the stronger I get

Chapter 196

"Tell me, what exactly is life to you?"

Listening to this voice, Qin Feng was stunned.

Subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

I saw a woman in a white dress and red dress dressed in a witch's costume and holding an oil-paper umbrella in her hand, who appeared on the roof at an unknown time and walked towards Qin Feng.

She's not pretty.

But the temperament of the whole body... Cold and holy, like a lotus flower on a snowy mountain, with a vague immortal meaning.

People can't help but immerse themselves in it, completely ignoring their appearance.

"Who are you?"

Qin Feng couldn't help but frown.

"I'm the witch here, tell me what life is to you?"

"Everyone here has parents, wives and children, and friends, and they should have lived happily ever after."

"And you killed so many people, don't you feel guilty?"

"Why should I feel guilty?"

Qin Feng sneered.

Although he can't earn justice value now, he is just a little unbearable.

Compassion is common for all.

At most, shake a little.

But that doesn't mean he feels guilty.

"Are you the witch of this ghost society?"

"What a ghost shrine, this is a shrine, a place where many heroic spirits are enshrined."

Qin Feng sneered and mocked, "In that case, what qualifications do you have to question me?"

"Aren't they dying because of you?"

"Because of me?" The witch was startled.

Then he said in annoyance: "Strong words, could it be that I instructed you to kill?" "

Isn't it?"

Qin Feng pointed to the ghost society under him.

Then after thinking for a second, he loosened his belt, and a column of water flowed down the previous hole again.

Hit on those tablets.

"You.... Presumptuous..." The

witch looked at Qin Feng's rude behavior, and suddenly became furious.

But the next moment, her pupils shrank, a little frightened and shocked.

Hurriedly looked away.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"It's an insult to the hero."

"So what?"

Qin Feng looked pleasant.

"Look at these people, each of them has the blood of countless innocent people in their hands."

"You actually treat these butchers as heroes?"

"Look around, from kindergarten to university."

"Around these beasts, opening so many schools, when they grow up, what do you think these people will do after that?"

"Killing or war?"

"Are you from Daxia?"

The witch's eyes froze, and only then did she react.

Qin Feng grinned.

"Finally I saw it, if you had transformed this place into a real toilet earlier, why would I have come here to kill people?"

"So, it's all your fault."

Hear this.

The witch's face was a little difficult, and she asked, "Do you plan to continue to kill?"

"Look down there, that's hundreds of thousands of lives."

"Every man has a wife, a child, a parent, listen to the pleas of his door, and see their pitiful appearance."

"Stop it!"

"Stop?"

The corners of Qin Feng's mouth couldn't help but grin.

Buzz Buzz.......

A continuous stream of blood mist rose.

The witch's face immediately became very ugly.

And Qin Feng's heart also sank.

There is no justice value.

There is still no justice value.

Looking at the few left, people who are still pleading.

Qin Feng was extremely annoyed in his heart, this damn compassion.

He also thought that he had just chatted with this woman for a while, and after doing some ideological construction, he could strengthen his beliefs.

It still doesn't seem to have recovered.

But not without good news.

Qin Feng looked at the witch in front of him.

Looking at the other party's struggling look, he already had a judgment in his heart.

Why did he push this woman for so long?

Giving it a try and seeing if you can continue to earn justice is one thing.

The most important thing is that he can't see through the other party.

Let's not talk about the temperament.

It is the ability of the previous hand to quietly come to his side.

It was enough to make Qin Feng wary in his heart.

Not to mention, the other party is still a witch.

He is a martial artist and not an immortal cultivator, so it is better to be careful.

But now, it seems that there is obviously too much to worry about.

Even if this witch has some skills, it is not too big.

All beings are equal under the gun.

Ke Xue world, if you want to cultivate immortals, let's slaughter the washing machine first.

Can be dealt with.

Qin Feng made a judgment in his heart.

When dozens of miniature drones carrying high explosives were about to be summoned overhead.

Then jump off the ghost society.

He was already planning to leave.

After all, there is no justice value to earn now.

Hands-on, there is no half point.

In addition, this witch obviously has some skills.

If the persecution is too much, it will not be good for her to use some strange means of breaking the net.

Naturally, it is thirty-six plans, and it is the best policy.

When the time comes, just throw down an explosive.

Solve this inexplicable witch and the people here.

He didn't believe that this woman could hide.

Qin Feng looked at the people kneeling on the ground in front of him, although his eyes were complicated, the killing intent was still strong.

After all, all the people here were carefully selected by him.

No innocent person, not even a child, can be an enemy in the future with the indoctrination of parents.

Qin Feng naturally would not be merciful at this time.

"Ah, spare your life, spare your life, old brother."

"We are fellow countrymen, I am from Daxia, not these little devils, let me go."

Passing by a side hall on the side of the road, Qin Feng subconsciously glanced inside.

The crowd huddled together shivered in unison, thinking that Qin Feng was about to make a move.

At this moment, a man who was completely black and could hardly see his facial features walked out trembling.

A pleading look.

Qin Feng was stunned, instantly raised the muzzle, and sneered: "You see me so much like a fool?

"You are a black man even disguised as a Daxia person."

"No, no, no, the old brother misunderstood."

"This is my ID card, and my son's, you see we are really from Daxia."

Qin Feng looked at the familiar certificate in his hand.

His eyes were extremely stunned.

This turned out to be true, and even the ethnic column below is the same as itself.

"Big brother, believe it now, we are fellow countrymen, don't kill friendly troops by mistake."

Looking at Qin Feng's expression, the black man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The smile became even more flattering.

Fortunately, he had good ears and heard the conversation between the two just now.

What a blessing.

"Which one is your son?"

Qin Feng looked away from his ID card and asked lightly.

"This, the dog came to see Uncle soon."

The black man immediately went back and picked up a small fat black mound, about seven or eight years old.

He smiled and said, "Big brother, my son is also from Daxia.

"He usually studies well, and he is very liked by the female students in the class."

"Now, there are key middle schools that have booked him, and he must be a talent in the future."