Chen Fan went to the airport to see the young lady leave. Xiaoman was guarding the car outside the airport to prevent stickers. When he came back, he saw that the car window was open and Xiaoman was looking at it. Chen Fan touched her head, "What are you looking at?"

"Master, why do you have a donkey in the imperial capital?"

"Um?"

Xiaoman pointed with his hand, "Look at there!"

Following Xiaoman's guidance, Chen Fan looked into the distance. In the alley on the street, a tall black and thin man was indeed holding a few small donkeys in his hand. On the busy street, this scene seemed so abrupt that even the traffic police could not bear to watch it. He was talking to the man.

The man had no expression on his face and looked very cold. Seeing the traffic police making silent gestures, Chen Fan felt something was wrong as he looked at him. He quickly closed the car door and walked over quickly.

When those little donkeys saw Chen Fan coming, they burst into tears. Chen Fan understood at the sight of him. He thought it was a bad thing. Didn’t he say hello before? Why were he still caught?

"Fellow Taoist, please walk slowly."

Chen Fan thugs and salutes the other party. The other party looks back at Chen Fan, seemingly not recognizing it, but he nods slightly, as if he is a reply.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you going?"

The man was silent for a while and threw out three words lightly, "Slaughterhouse."

As soon as these words came out, the little donkey's tears fell down. Chen Fan couldn't laugh and cry in his eyes, "Please borrow a step to speak."

"Don't lead a donkey on the street. I've said you several times." The traffic policeman was a little impatient, scolded him with the intercom, turned around and left with his stuff.

Chen Fan followed him into the alley with an awkward look, avoided the pedestrian's surprised gaze, and bowed, "Is this fellow Taoist exorcist?"

When the man heard this, he was stunned. He looked at Chen Fan up and down, and also hugged his fists, "The third place in B-level, Iron Hand, Iron Zhongtang."

"He is also an exorcist below, second to last in C-level."

The man showed contempt on his face, as if he was sarcastic about Chen Fan, and then turned around and wanted to leave.

The level is too low and the identity is not equal. He feels that talking to a little bastard like Chen Fan is a shame.

"Fellow fellow Taoist." Chen Fan was not angry, and quickly grabbed the reins. "To be honest, these donkeys have some old relationships with me. I wonder what kind of taboos they have made, do you want to send them to slaughter?"

"You have to worry about the evil spirits, hurting people and killing people. You are also an exorcist, and you should understand the truth."

"Who did they hurt?"

"They fucked the two foreigners."

"What crime was committed?"

"Well……"

The man blinked and was a little confused. He said rape? It definitely doesn't count. He said sodomy? There is no such statement in China.

"Fellow Taoist, please listen to me. Vajra's eyes are angry. Although his appearance is evil, he is kind-hearted. When evil people cannot be punished, they dare to take the big picture of the world. This is called a righteous act. Moreover, this matter does not apply to the criminal law. For the sake of Xiao Ke, please let him go."

"Hmph." The man snorted coldly, "It's not difficult to let them go, but you can't help but say this. Are you a little C-level slag, isn't this a bit thinner?"

Chen Fan looked helpless. In fact, the "Exorcist Plan" was created by the Investigation Bureau and the Magic Lantern Association. Many exorcists were selected. According to their strength and merit, the higher the strength, the higher the level. However, because Chen Fan's strength was used to be strong when he was making data, he was suspected of cheating. Therefore, many of the results were cancelled and he was finally rated as an extremely low level. Moreover, Chen Fan did not participate much in their affairs, and did not go to meetings or work, and was always away from the association, so his ranking was getting lower and lower.

The superiors usually look down on the grassroots people. This guy who claims to be a decent man is a superior. At least, he feels that he is much awesome than the little scum in front of him.

The strong usually do not follow the rules of the weak, nor do they want to sell favors to the weak, so when faced with Chen Fan's request for help, he did not show even a little kindness. He snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

"I hope you can think about what I said." Chen Fan was also a hot temper and said a lot of good things, but the other party couldn't listen at all. He also felt that his face was a little too weak, so his attitude became cold at this moment. "Although their approach is up to be discussed, I think the original intention is good. Even if he should be punished, he will not die."

"They are monsters, we are humans. The existence of monsters is originally the greatest injustice in the world. As long as I am still alive, I will kill one if I see one."

"You hate monsters so much?"

"My mother was killed by a demon, so I learned to be an exorcist."

"But as far as I know, the original intention of the Exorcist Plan is not to destroy them. On the contrary, the Exorcist Plan appears entirely to regulate the contradiction between humans and demons. You are the one selected by the Magic Lantern Club, and I hope you can tell the difference between right and wrong."

"Hmph." The man turned slowly, "What is right? What is wrong?"

"You must be wrong."

"So what?" The man opened his hand and shook it with Chen Fan. The spiritual energy in his hand surrounded him, and after a while, it turned black.

There was light in the black, obviously metal.

Chen Fan finally understood why he was called "iron hand".

"The grip of my hand is 750 kilograms. Can you block it?"

"What if?"

The man stepped forward and spread his five fingers, "If you can get rid of me, you will never stop you."

Chen Fan looked at his hands, and then at his slender and even slightly pink hand. He also stretched out five fingers and held them together with the man's fingers, "One word is certain."

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and his expression seemed to be mocking the other person. Yes, in his opinion, the guy opposite was a "silly". His carefully cultivated hands were more terrifying than vise pliers.

"I'm going to do it."

"bring it on."

"Click."

A crisp sound, a relaxed and awkward crisp sound.

Chen Fan let go of his hand and took away a few small donkeys.

The traffic police shouted to Chen Fan, "Don't get up!"

“Hey.”

Chen Fan waved his hand to the traffic police.

The traffic police looked at Chen Fan away with their hands behind their backs, and always felt something was wrong. They subconsciously walked into the alley and saw a person lying in the alley.

A man was dressed up very awesome. At this moment, his hands were stuffed in his crotch and curled up like a shrimp. Tears were flowing down, and his nose was flowing out.

“Hey, hey.”

The police poked him twice with the radio in his hand, "What are you doing?"

"Hey, hey, yeah..."

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