The evidence of the crime of Pangu?

Such a request made the evil professionals present stunned, unable to understand the purpose.

Find the evidence of Pangu's crime, and then report it to the Five Elements Alliance to let the official sanction him? It would be simpler to find him and kill him directly, so why bother collecting evidence?

Auntie Xiao Yuan in the crowd raised her hand and said lightly, "The Pangu you mentioned is the one who killed Li Xianzong, right? Why collect evidence against him? It would be easier to just kill him."

The Demon Eye King looked over and smiled, "You don't need to know, just do as I say."

Auntie Xiao Yuan nodded slightly and asked, "What kind of evidence?"

An evil professional next to her echoed, "He killed Li Xianzong, killed Ou Xiangrong, killed Black Impermanence, does that count?"

"No, no, no!" The Demon Eye King shook his head and showed a sunny and cheerful smile. "This is not a crime, it's just punishment for evil and promotion of good. The evidence I want is for bribery, abuse of power, bullying the weak, molestation, and rape of women. Anything that's illegal, I want it."

The evil professionals looked at each other, thinking that the new person in charge of the Bishops of War must be crazy. They had only heard of evil professionals killing and setting fires, not collecting evidence against their enemies. What was the point of having such evidence?

"What's the reward?" someone asked loudly.

"Twenty thousand for one piece of evidence, and fifty thousand for a particularly serious crime," said the Demon Eye King with a smile, wearing a headband.

It seemed that because of the matter with Li Xianzong, the Bishops of War were targeting Pangu. It was a bit hard to accept, but whether or not there was a reason, the evil professionals would still hunt Pangu down. Auntie Xiao Yuan pondered for a moment, then raised her hand and asked in a cold tone, "If we kill Pangu directly, what's the reward?"

The Demon Eye King shook his head, "There is no reward. I only require you to collect evidence. Whether you kill him or not is up to me."

After a satisfying meal, Zhang Yuanqing and Xie Lingxi left the restaurant side by side and arrived at the elevator. He took the opportunity to say goodbye, "Lingxi, when are you going back to the Scattered Province?"

"Why would I go back to the Scattered Province?" Xie Lingxi said pitifully, "If I go back, I will miss my brother, I can't bear to be away from him."

"I plan to stay in Songhai until autumn, and then go back after the crabs are fat. The Xie family holds a crab feast every year. Yuanqing, will you accompany me to the Xie family after autumn? My mom and dad want to meet you."

As she said this, she showed a shy expression, as if inviting her lover to meet her parents.

Your tea skills are really good... Just be glad you're 17. If you dare talk to me like that again next year, you'll see how scary your brother can be! Zhang Yuanqing sarcastically retorted.

As he was speaking, his phone rang, showing that it was a call from Auntie Xiao Yuan, the magic aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing declined the call and entered the elevator with Xie Lingxi. As the elevator descended, Xie Lingxi reached her floor, stepped out of the elevator, turned back, and waved, "Goodbye."

Zhang Yuanqing responded with a grunt and closed the elevator door.

After leaving the hotel, he took out his phone and called Auntie Xiao Yuan back. "Auntie Xiao Yuan?"

"The Bishops of War are looking for you, offering a reward for your criminal evidence."

What? Zhang Yuanqing was momentarily taken aback. He wasn't surprised that the Bishops of War were offering a reward for him, but what kind of criminal evidence could he have? Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but laugh and cry, "What's going on?"

Auntie Xiao Yuan simply explained the situation, saying that the black market had reopened and the Bishops of War were offering a reward for the details of the encounter with the Master of the Magic and Pangu.

A young man wearing a headband? Offering a reward for my criminal evidence? Zhang Yuanqing suddenly realized something and his smile slowly disappeared.

It seemed that the Demon Eye King had come to Songhai recently. He had a third eye on his forehead and was an extremist. Zhang Yuanqing swallowed hard and had one thought running through his mind: What should I do? A big shot like the Master of the Magic is offering a reward for me, and he's waiting online, it's urgent!

Although he knew that the Demon Eye King would definitely cause him trouble, he didn't expect it to happen so soon. And it wasn't an attitude of "kill when you meet, let it go when you don't," but a serious reward.

Being rewarded by such a big shot was a huge psychological pressure.

"Auntie Xiao Yuan, I think I know who that person is," Zhang Yuanqing said. "Who?" Auntie Xiao Yuan heard something wrong in his tone and frowned.

"It's the Demon Eye King of the Bishops of War."

"Him?!" Auntie Xiao Yuan's voice became sharper.

Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said, "I killed Li Xianzong, and he wants revenge on me."

Auntie Xiao Yuan fell silent for a long time, her tone complicated. "Truly a genius, your two months of experience are more rich and tortuous than others' two years."

Just as he had narrowly escaped Li Xianzong's hunt and turned defeat into victory, a bigger threat had come after killing a small one. "Auntie Xiao Yuan, please don't mock me," Zhang Yuanqing said with a bitter smile.

Auntie Xiao Yuan couldn't help but smile, but it quickly disappeared, and she said lightly, "This is just the beginning. The more famous you become, the more evil professionals will want to kill you. This is the fate of every genius, unless you can be like Fu Qingyang."

How so?

"Kill until no one dares to bother you. The number of top-level professionals is limited, and they usually won't hunt down lower-level professionals. As long as you can become invincible in the realm of the strange, as long as you don't provoke the top-level professionals, you'll be fine."

But that's too difficult. There are so many realm walkers, how many are like Fu Qingyang? Zhang Yuanqing said, "Auntie Xiao Yuan, can the Master of the Magic defeat the Demon Eye King?"

"I don't know!" "You don't know?"

Auntie Xiao Yuan said impatiently, "I've never seen the Master of the Magic take action, and besides, he can't easily take action. You've seen him a few times, you should know that he's not in the right state."

When Zhang Yuanqing mentioned this, he became excited. "What's wrong with the Master of the Magic's state? You don't need to know, and you're not qualified to know," Auntie Xiao Yuan said, regaining her cold and lofty attitude.

Zhang Yuanqing stopped asking and said, "Auntie Xiao Yuan, I want to report the address of the black market to the senior management of the branch, and let the elders handle it. What do you think?"

"Bad idea!" Xiao Yuan snorted."First of all, since the Demon Eye King has shown up publicly, he won't appear directly in the short term. Most likely, he's controlling things from the shadows. Don't underestimate the wisdom and caution of a master.

"Secondly, the invitation to the evil profession this time has caused a stir in the black market. If the Demon Eye King finds out that the black market has been infiltrated, the people present today will be in danger.

"Lastly, how do you know that the Demon Eye isn't just fishing?" Zhang Yuanqing frowned and pondered.

Xiao Yuan changed the subject: "Ambushing him is also an option, but we have to wait for the right opportunity."

At this stage, it's not suitable for Zhang Yuanqing to say: "I understand. Aunt Xiao Yuan, how are things going with the faction?"

Xiao Yuan hesitated for a moment: "Let me think about it. To be honest, I'm not very willing, and Master Untraceable doesn't want me to have too close of a relationship with you."

Master Untraceable disagrees? Well, dealing with someone of that level is not easy, but if it can be done well, there will be security in the future.

After thanking Xiao Yuan, Zhang Yuanqing hung up the phone. Untraceable Inn.

Xiao Yuan parked the car in the parking lot outside the inn, took out the keys, and unlocked the U-shaped lock.

She entered the dressing room behind the counter, took off her casual clothes and pants. There was a full-length mirror in the dressing room, reflecting her curvaceous figure in black lace underwear.

Slender waist, round and shapely hips, long and shapely legs, the bra lifted deep, milky cleavage, coupled with her cold and beautiful features.

Any man who still has an interest in the opposite sex would be moved by the sight, but Aunt Xiao Yuan didn't care at all. She quickly changed into the uniform of the inn's staff without even looking at the full-length mirror, and then looked at the mirror, adjusting her collar.

Leaving the dressing room, Xiao Yuan walked out from the front desk, took the staff card, and took the elevator upstairs.

The elevator stopped on the third floor, and she stepped out of the car, swiped open the door to Room 306, and as she grabbed the door handle, Aunt Xiao Yuan's face changed slightly, and she listened intently for a few seconds before rushing in.

The room was empty, the white bedding neatly laid out, like an uninhabited room. Xiao Yuan looked around and saw a bottle of mineral water pressing down on a note on the small table by the window.

She walked to the table with a stern face, picked up the note, and read the neatly written words: "Xiao Yuan, I've gone to seek revenge in Songhai. Don't look for me, don't stop me. This time, I will prepare carefully, and I'm not going to my death."

"Something that doesn't know any better."

Xiao Yuan's chest heaved violently, and she took a deep breath for a long time before suppressing the surging anger and worry. At dinner, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at his cousin, who seemed preoccupied, and said:

"Brother, if you keep frowning like that, I'll have to call you grandpa." Before he could finish speaking, his grandmother scolded him.

"Is it because of a case?" His aunt, who was eating, chimed in. Chen Yuanjun furrowed his brow and sighed impatiently:

"We've recently received a report that our director is corrupt and takes bribes, providing shelter for some financial companies, and specifically targeting students and people in need of money, providing them with loans at high interest rates.

"Over the past few years, six people have been driven to their deaths, and they even forced female students who couldn't repay their debts into prostitution, not to mention the rest."

Zhang Yuanqing listened with a furrowed brow and said, "Report it to the higher-ups. What's the problem?"

Chen Yuanjun glanced at him and said nothing.

"It's been reported, but it's no use, right?" His taciturn grandfather sneered.

Chen Yuanjun nodded, "Yuan, your grandfather has done this before. Reporting it didn't work, and he even got on the wrong side of his superiors."

Zhang Yuanqing recalled, and it seemed that there was indeed such a thing. At that time, he was young and didn't understand the ins and outs of it, but he only remembered his grandfather cursing loudly at home and smashing the dishes several times.

His grandfather said casually, but in the last four words, Zhang Yuanqing heard a sense of disillusionment. His grandfather, who had spent most of his life in the Public Security Bureau, knew best about the ins and outs of it.

"Brother, what's the name of your director at the Public Security Bureau?" Zhang Yuanqing asked casually.

"Zhou Yan."

Oh!"

He silently bowed his head and noted down the name.

Although the Five Elements Alliance and the Public Security Bureau belong to different power structures and act independently, it's almost impossible for him to investigate Director Zhou through official channels.

But he can use the abilities of a spiritual realm practitioner to investigate secretly and collect evidence. Unfortunately, he has to stay at home recently and can't go to the office.

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After dinner, his uncle came to knock on the door, still dressed in his flamboyant attire from the nightclub. "Yuan, come over here for a moment."

His uncle beckoned his nephew to sit at the table, took out his wallet, and pulled out a wad of red banknotes. "This is from your aunt. I don't know what got into her, she suddenly said she wants to be nicer to you, and she said it was my idea, strange, I never said that."

"Thank you, Uncle!" Zhang Yuanqing accepted it happily, pretending not to hear the second half of his uncle's sentence.

His uncle said happily, "Let's go, let's go dancing at my place. Oh, by the way, I don't know if I'm mistaken, but recently, I've felt like there's been less money in my wallet, and it's not enough."

His uncle is really naive, he still hasn't realized that his wallet is being stolen every day, Zhang Yuanqing thought to himself while silently mocking his uncle.

"So, just lend me five hundred from the money your aunt gave you." His uncle patted his nephew's shoulder vigorously, "After all, your uncle raised you single-handedly, and it was quite hard."

"No." Zhang Yuanqing coldly and mercilessly refused, and protected his own money. His uncle looked at him and said, "You've already lent it."

Already lent? Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, and suddenly realized, thinking to himself, Did Aunt give me a wad of five? This scoundrel of an uncle has already swindled me out of five hundred?!

His uncle patted his nephew's shoulder with satisfaction, "Don't make that face, I'll pay you back next month. I'm going back now, come over when you have time to practice dancing."

No need to pay back, my son will avenge me, Zhang Yuanqing thought through gritted teeth. Watching his uncle leave, Zhang Yuanqing walked to the door of his aunt's bedroom and knocked lightly, saying:

"Auntie, do you want to come to my place to play games tonight?" "Sure, sure!" his aunt replied in a sweet voice.The grandmother washing dishes in the kitchen poked her head out, glared at her grandson, and then shouted towards her daughter's room, "Yuer, why don't you include mom in your fun?"

"Ah?" The aunt exclaimed in surprise, "Mom, you don't even play games." The grandmother let out a cold laugh, "You play your games, I'll play you."

Suddenly, the room fell silent, and Zhang Yuanqing silently turned his head and left.

Back in his own bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing lay on the bed, pondering how to deal with the Demon Eye Sovereign.

"Letting the Demon Eye stay in Songhai isn't very safe. I always feel uneasy, like I could be raided at any moment."

Zhang Yuanqing rubbed his temples with a slight headache.

Being targeted by a powerful Sovereign, it was natural to feel insecure. Although Songhai had a large population and it seemed unlikely, what if?

That was a Sovereign, after all. Who knew what kind of methods they might have.

"The chance to strike first only comes once, and that's when he appears in the black market. The five elders will swarm him, and with the combined effort, kill the Demon Eye. Plus, with the participation of the crazed leader of the Zhi Sha Palace, six Sovereigns against one Demon Eye shouldn't be a problem.

"If that doesn't work, I can borrow the Dream Jade Charm from Xiao Lücha and invite Master Wuhen. With that, if the Demon Eye doesn't die, there's no justice.

I need to contact the five elders in advance and make a detailed plan. Then it's just a matter of waiting for the rabbit. Fu Qingyang can take the lead on this.

"Sigh, life's a struggle even in the game, and back in reality, it's still walking on thin ice. Being too famous isn't necessarily a good thing; it makes you a target for evil people."

Puning District. The night was deep, and a gentle breeze blew.

In a dilapidated apartment building, a young man wearing a sports headband climbed the stairs to the fifth floor and knocked on the worn security door.

"Who are you?"

Behind the door was a middle-aged man with graying hair, his expression somber. The Demon Eye Sovereign smiled and said:

"Are you the one who reported Ms. Zhou Yan for corruption and bribery, acting as a protective umbrella for lending forces, controlling and exploiting dozens of students and members of society, right?

"Additionally, she abused her power for personal gain, greenlighting projects for her spouse and relatives, and illegally profiting by billions." The middle-aged man's face changed, and he slammed the door shut, but it was stopped halfway by a foot.

"What do you want? I'm telling you, the neighbors are all around, don't mess around," the middle-aged man said with a face full of fear, anger, and humiliation.

"My legs were broken by you people, what more do you want? If you dare touch me, I'll fight you with my life."

He showed the last bit of resolve of a small-time person.

The Demon Eye Sovereign's smile remained unchanged, "I'm currently collecting evidence of Zhou Yan's crimes. If you don't mind, let's talk inside."