"You are a stupid, stubborn."

Li Ang blew a whistle and leaned against the door said with a smile: "Repeat it again, you are a day It’s silly to kill."

His words are crude and inferior, his tone is cold and blunt, and his eyes are not warm. It is reminiscent of a blizzard day, a steel statue on the endless white field, that A kind of chill that pierces the heart and spleen can freeze a long river.

The rain is still falling, and Thunder will not waver for the ants on the ground.

Richard groaned and barely got up from the ground, his arm was broken and twisted, the pale arm ulna penetrated the skin covered with thick body hair, exposed outside, dī dī blood kept falling.

"It’s also a while before dawn, so we can talk." Li Ang put the pistol back into the gun pouch around his waist, and took a chair to sit down leisurely, as if oneself is the manor. The owner.

"Mr. Batman, can you tell me, have you been to Auschwitz in 1942?"

"What?" Dark Knight obviously couldn't keep up with Li Ang. The pace of thinking, "No."

"Have you been to Kigali, the capital of Lu Wanda in 1994?"

"...No."

"Well, let me change another question. Have you been to Indonesia in 1998?"

Dark Knight gradually understands the meaning of Li Ang, he is reserved and silent, and his generous shoulders hide Under cloak.

"Look, our world is so absurd, our race is so cruel, and the nature of killing and abuse is engraved in our genes and cannot be changed."

Li Ang Picking up the dead body of a gunman that was already cold, lifted the corpse’s messy hair soaked in plasma with the fingertips wearing latex gloves, stared at the turbid diffusive pupils and said: "Of course, you may be more familiar with it. In Christian terms, this is the'original sin' that everyone is carrying."

He loosened the head of the corpse, and gravity wrapped the corpse and fell back to the ground.

Slap.

The smelly pool of blood made waves, and the ring-shaped ripples spread and contracted.

"Do you know what the plot core of Shakespeare's opera is? Mr. Batman?"

"...revenge."

"bravo," Li Ang paid tribute to Dark Knight with a Latin cheering, "Vengeance, Blood For Blood, life for life! Crimes are revealed, the wicked are judged, and the happy ending is just like what I am doing now."

He dropped his arms, chopped off the head of the warm corpse with a sharp axe, threw it in the air like kicking a ball, and smashed the French windows of the hall.

Batman took a step forward, cloak stretched out like wings, "Judging them is a matter of law, you are not qualified to cross this line."

"Don't make a mistake Yes, I recognize the law.” Li Ang replied solemnly: “Law is the most solemn and sacred invention of mankind. It is a general, universal, and rigorous code of conduct that provides models, standards, styles and directions for people’s behavior. , I respect the law, just as I respect humanity and morality."

The words he said, combined with a bloody mess, made Batman feel that he was telling another ridiculous black humorous joke.

"I am not the kind of lynching advocate who is ignorant and takes cruel nature as social truth," Li Ang said solemnly: "I have studied most of the laws of the world. , From more than two thousand BC, the "Ulnham Code" created by the founding monarch of the third dynasty of Ur in the Mesopotamian plains, Ulnham, to the codification passed by the French Legislative Yuan in 1804 under the auspices of Napoleon "France Civil Code", and even the current legal provisions in 199 countries and 27 regions around the world, I have read them all and keep them in my head."

This is not deceiving Batman, Li Ang He really spent a month in the Gotham City Library to read through the laws of various countries, and searched the Internet through numerous judgment cases to supplement knowledge. Now he has the confidence to enter any top law firm.

"Look, the law has the functions of clarification, correction, prevention, etc. It can maintain social order and protect the life safety and interests of the public." Li Ang lay on his face with the axe. Richard on the ground said: "But, as I said, Gotham is a mud pit. People like Mr. Richard will be released after a few days in the court. The U.S. law is for the right They serve for the powerful and standing at the top of the ruling class."

"It's not like that." Batman popped a few words from his teeth: "This city is changing, Lincoln March The coming to power will change the situation completely."

"Who knows?" Li Ang whistled indifferently, "Former Gotham City District Court Special Attorney, Former Gotham City District Court Prosecutor Ha Mr. Vi Dante can become a well-known "double-faced man" after an accident, and people will always deteriorate on the way forward."

Rather than waiting for Batman to speak out, Li Ang returned. Said: "Tell you a very interesting thing, Mr. Batman, now I have a special ability to see the ghosts and ghosts, do you know what this Sapa Manor looks like in my sight?"

"Heavenly Monster Slaughtering God Method" quietly operated, the Spiritual Qi of Yin Demon attribute escaped, and all around was stained with a smoke-like fog.

Sapa Manor is the stronghold of the Italian Mafia family. No one knows how many innocent souls who have been murdered are buried underneath until now.

Li Ang’s spiritual power directly awakens those ghost wraith who entangled here and refuses to leave, allowing them to be seen by ordinary persons without Spiritual Consciousness in a very short time.

From Batman's point of view, misty humanoid mists exuding a gloomy cold light suddenly appeared under the wooden floor of Sapa Manor, and the originally spacious hall looked extremely crowded at this moment.

"Justin Jackson, a real estate agent in Gotham, was shot and killed for refusing to sell his company to Richard Sapa. He was buried under a birch tree outside and died of February 14, 1984,"

"Dane Thompson, a young and promising reporter, sneaked into Sapa Manor at night because he wanted to uncover the truth about his fiancee death and was used by others. The hand strangled his hand, and the body was put into the oil drum and sank under the port of Gotham. He died on December 31, 1999."

"Martha Thompson, a young and beautiful waitress, worked in a bar, one day Antonio Sapa took her into the car after being drunk and his men — next morning she was strangled in the car and died on December 23, 1999. She is Dane’s fiancee."

"David Walker..."

"Lopez Lewis..."

Li Ang reads the names of these evil spirits And the cause of death, every time he read a paragraph, the ghosts stepped forward, surrounded Batman and enveloped it.

"Now, Mr. Dark Knight, please be like Robert Badindel (Professor of Law at the University of Paris, Holy Mother, advocating the abolition of the death penalty, published "Fighting for the Abolition of the Death Penalty") that stupid, forced Same, give me, give these poor people a reason, a reason not to kill Richard Sapa."

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