Jujutsu: The Most Powerful Tyrant

Tibet.

One of the five ethnic minority autonomous regions in Daxia, it is located in the southwest region, between 26.50 and 36.53 north latitude, with an average altitude of more than 4,000 meters, and is known as the roof of the world.

After completing everything in Tokyo, Luo Cheng stepped into his hometown again after four years. After some investigation, he came here.

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye. Just like in history, the country has quietly entered a high-speed development path without the whole world knowing about it.

Luo Cheng came here alone and felt a unique customs.

This place is far away from the city, surrounded by greenery and mountains. It is boundless at a glance. When you are in it, you can feel how insignificant human beings are in front of nature.

Today's temperature is a bit cold, and it is drizzling sparsely in the sky, which wets the soil and grass, making them more vivid.

Luo Cheng looked at the map in his hand and walked along the road.

This time he returned to China with only one purpose: to find spiritual salvation and face the nightmare that he did not dare to face in the past.

Three days ago, he returned to a place in the past that he thought was like hell.

But I found that somewhere had long been abandoned, and that dark warehouse in my memory had been completely destroyed.

On that day that year, the sister of the boy he killed personally had long since disappeared.

Fortunately, the incident was very sensational and attracted great social attention. Luo Cheng made inquiries and finally found the information about the girl.

She has returned to her hometown, to the arms of her parents, and to the beautiful homeland of Tibet.

Luo Cheng walked along the road step by step.

Not fast, as if he was scared, and as if he was not prepared to face the boy's family.

But the road must come to an end.

One day, he walked in Tibet for a whole day. The changeable weather here could not affect him, but this land integrated with nature made him determined.

He finally walked into the grassland.

Soon, he met an enthusiastic herdsman who was not proficient in Mandarin. Luo Cheng listened patiently and spoke patiently, and finally made his purpose clear.

The woman showed a surprised expression at first, and then asked him to come with her.

About twenty minutes later, Luo Cheng came to several yurts.

Obviously, this is a herdsman family.

Not most people in Tibet live in yurts. There are many cities where most of the people living in yurts are herdsmen.

"Here we are! The child's father, someone is looking for Miaomiaule. Is my daughter back?"

The woman didn't speak Mandarin, but Luo Cheng understood roughly, and his heart, which had finally been calm for a while, became turbulent again.

When the man heard his wife's cry, he rode over and looked at Luo Cheng. He only thought that the other party was a traveler, but he miraculously knew his daughter?

"Young man, are you in the wrong place?"

The man looked at Luo Cheng's age, which was quite different from his own daughter's. He was probably looking for the wrong place and the wrong person.

Luo Cheng was silent for a moment before speaking to the poor parents, "Four years ago, the "Butcher Incident" shocked the country. In just a few days, a large-scale human trafficking group was destroyed. All the group members in several dens were killed. Eviscerated. The butcher who killed them was me."

"And..." Luo Cheng paused here, looking at his poor parents who looked in disbelief, and then poured a basin of cold water down, "Which of you died four years ago?" My son was beaten to death with my own hands."

Boom~

When Luo Cheng finished his last words, the poor couple's minds were filled with a roar.

Their expressions changed several times in an extreme amount of time.

Grief, sorrow, longing and endless anger!

The man seemed to have not come back to his senses and stood still on the horse. The woman, on the other hand, felt a wave of sadness rush into her brain. She rushed towards Luo Cheng and slapped his face, head, chest and other parts with all her teeth and five claws.

Tears fell on the other person's face at some point. She was crying, sobbing, and speaking in Tibetan that Luo Cheng couldn't understand.

But it is not difficult to guess that the other party must be asking Curse himself, the butcher and murderer, why he would do this to a child of several years old...

Luo Cheng stood there, motionless, still letting the other party vent his anger, slapping him in the face one after another.

Compared to the parents' pain of losing their son, his pain was nothing.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why did you hit someone suddenly?"

At this time, a girl about eleven or twelve years old also came back on horseback. Seeing her mother slapping a stranger in the face like crazy, she quickly ran over to dissuade her.

But this reminded the woman, she turned around and grabbed the shotgun from her husband. Without giving her daughter and husband a chance to stop him, she pointed it at Luo Cheng and pulled the trigger.

Bang~

The bullet hit Luo Cheng's body, causing a little blood to appear.

Her family members were stunned and quickly dismounted and came to hold the wife (mother) who had lost control, but she still refused to let go, crying and struggling, trying to shoot Luo Cheng to death.

Her voice was sharp and tearful, she pointed at Luo Cheng and angrily shouted, "Murder, you murderer, my poor child, he was only 5 years old at the time, how could you do it..."

Luo Cheng was just silent and could only remain silent.

Looking at such a family, what could he say? Even if he was shot to death by the other party, he would have no regrets.

His hands were covered with blood. The five-year-old boy was beaten to death by his own hands. His life came to an end and returned to eternal darkness and silence.

Luo Cheng left. To be precise, he was driven away. The family didn't want to see him even for a minute.

But he didn't go far, he chose a place, then took out the Tianyu sword and stabbed it into his shoulder, and picked out the bullet with an expressionless face.

Tianyu Tyrant's body is very strong, especially after being trained by Fuheishier Hell Gang. Ordinary firearms cannot penetrate his body.

The blood he shed was hot, but his heart was cold.

Luo Cheng did not leave. In the following days, he would come to the door every day and encountered all kinds of vicious curses. Then he would return not far away to wait and come to the door again for the second time.