Chapter 633 How Cruel!

In the living room, Feng Xue and Li Zhongping, who could only be regarded as teenagers according to their age, looked at each other, and an indescribable embarrassment was growing.

Feeling Feng Xue's indifferent gaze with a hint of murderous intent, Li Zhongping couldn't help but feel a bit of fear in his heart. Although Feng Xue was somewhat of a high-security level existence in Qingyun, he still passed the final assessment. , I still learned something.

Logically speaking, as he was almost destined to become the next generation of Creator, he did not need to care about the other party, but as a person who understood what it meant to inherit the Utopia, he felt guilty for the third generation of Creator and the adopted son of the third generation of Creator.

But it turns out that the person in front of him is not just an adopted son. The uncertainty about him makes the two destined to have a lot of interactions in the future.

Considering the old man's painstaking efforts, he finally tried to break the silence and said:

"Mr. Feng, I'm sorry about the teacher, but Qingyun cannot live without its Creator..."

"What did you say?" Li Zhongping was only halfway through his words. He didn't even have time to react before he was grabbed by the collar. Although there was a reason why he was unprepared, to be fair, even if he was being carried now , he recalled the situation at that moment before, and he did not dare to say that he could really react when he was on alert.

"Are you kidding! Even if I don't inherit the Utopia, I can still face the dreamers!" Li Zhongpin had some doubts about himself, but he knew that now was not the time to think about such things (note ①), while mobilizing G.I particles , ensuring that Feng Xue would not take any more drastic action, while saying:

"Mr. Feng, calm down..."

"I asked you what you just said!" Feng Xue gritted his teeth, not bothering to pay attention to the other party's explanation, and repeated it again. This time, his aura was almost completely restrained, and he used the reverse application of jinchūriki to sense other people's emotions. He focused his aura that was a mixture of domineering and spiritual pressure on Li Zhongping's consciousness.

If Li Zhongping hadn't done a lot of endurance training in order to inherit the strongest utopia in history, he would have suffered a mental breakdown at this time, but he finally resisted, but his explanation was no longer important at this time.

Because he could resist the collision of G·I particles caused by the incident itself, Feng Xue had already obtained the information he wanted to know.

"I see, why haven't I thought about this? But that's right, it's the most powerful weapon!" Feng Xue suddenly laughed, and the smile was so captivating that he originally planned to just wait and see from a distance, and would not give up until he had to. The three generations who did not take action frowned.

But the next moment, something happened that shocked these two people, or rather everyone who was paying attention.

Because Feng Xue... is gone!

"Oops!"

…

"Sir, please show me your pass..."

In front of an office building, the guard stopped a young man who looked sunny and cheerful. Seeing this, the young man touched his arms and took out an ID. When he looked at the identity document of the Security Bureau, the guard immediately shut up.

Although it stands to reason that people from the Security Bureau do not have the authority to enter and exit here, the problem is that he is not the Security Bureau's logistics team, but a special commissioner of the Security Bureau!

Who doesn’t know that this department is full of second-generation people? Who dares to stop such people?

In response to the guard's release, the young man just waved his hand, walked to the innermost side as if entering a deserted place, and pushed open a closed door.

"Why don't you knock... Feng Xue? Why are you here? Security, security!"

Seeing Feng Xue's sudden appearance, the man sitting behind the desk immediately spoke, but the next moment, his neck was already grabbed by Feng Xue.

"Such a big reaction? It seems that I have found the wrong person."

"Wait, I admit my guilt, I admit..."

Feeling the piercing killing intent, the man immediately ignored the pressure on his neck, but what responded to him was a sudden increase in strength.

"Click!"

Throwing the body on the ground, Feng Xue took out his mobile phone, called up the custom map, and put a cross on the map of Suqin City connected by a twisted line.

"Next...No. 32 Huaibin Road...it's a bit far this time..."

After kicking the body on the ground, Feng Xue's figure disappeared again. More than ten seconds later, the security personnel who detected the abnormal changes in the G·I force field arrived belatedly.

…

"Tsk, you guys really don't consider others at all. Can't so many people work in the same building? Do you know how tired I am from running all the way?"

On the upper floor of an office building, Feng Xue muttered casually, but did not give the man in his hand a chance to respond. In order to prevent the target from escaping after receiving the news, he deliberately chose to kill from high to low. I don’t know if the old man protected this group of losers too well, but he didn’t encounter a reliable opponent.

However, they only knew that the old man could easily sense abnormalities in the G·I force field, but they never imagined that he had long ago developed the special ability to circumvent the perception of the G·I force field due to his paranoia of being persecuted.

Although this set of technology is mainly based on the group of monitors as imaginary enemies, who makes the old man so powerful!

How could he, who had always regarded the old man as a perfect Jinchuuriki, not make more arrangements for his perception?

"Let me see who's next, oh, it's the vice principal. I thought this guy was a bitch at first..."

Feng Xue glanced at it and was about to leave. Suddenly, a strong sweet feeling sealed the entire space.

Feng Xue is no stranger to this feeling. It is a field that only dreamers have, but this...

"Isn't it too big?"

Compared with the visionary who was killed in Wangjiang City before, this barrier at this time is like a real world. If there is no human figure, it is almost a replica of the entire Su Qin!

No, not only Su Qin, Feng Xue couldn't even feel the border of this utopia, which made him have a ridiculous idea in his mind -

"This utopia won't recreate the entire Qingyun, right?"

"You little bastard, how dare you do this!"

Angry scoldings came from the window. The old man who had always looked sickly looked angry at this time, but Feng Xue remained unmoved and even kicked the corpse at his feet away another three meters. How far, he said seriously:

"I just chose the simplest and most effective way."

"But do you know how much trouble Qingyun will cause without them? If they can be solved by killing them all, will I keep them? Hongying Star Ring has been eyeing them, Qingyun must have a new creator, as for the others , can all be postponed!”

The old man had completely opposite auras coming out of him. One part was full of helplessness and entanglement, while the other part was... happy?

No, that's not the old man's enjoyment, but the polluted enjoyment that has been eroding him!

Feng Xue, who had been communicating with the Yellow King in his body for more than ten years, naturally understood what was going on. He curled his lips, jumped out of the window, came to the old man and said:

"The old man should go back to recuperate. Don't believe those marketing accounts! The world will still turn around without everyone! As for Xinghuan Hongying... That's easy to say! Can't I just become the Creator?!"