A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Wang Bing was completely dumbfounded.

He dug out his own posts, looked at them again and again, flipped through them repeatedly, and confirmed them several times.

That's right, they're all posts smearing Ji Zuodao.

Embezzlement and bribery, ransacking homes and killing entire families, murder and arson, abuse of power, bullying men and women... he did it all.

No, you call this whitewashing?

Wang Bing felt that his understanding had been shocked like never before.

He quickly went back to read the comments, first ignoring those that insulted his ancestors for eighteen generations, and then ignoring those that insulted his reproductive organs, and finally figured out what was going on.

Damn it, Ji Zuodao doesn't need him to smear him at all.

This guy is completely black.

There's absolutely no need for anyone to badmouth him anymore.

Wang Bing saw a comment that read:

"OP, are you kidding me? What corruption and bribery? Do you even know what that bastard Ji Zuodao did in Jinghai? He confiscated all the money from the Buddhist community, forcing us... cough cough, a bunch of monks to compete with the Beggars' Sect for our livelihood! That's corruption? That's called ransacking! Can't you be a little more sophisticated with your criticism?"

Wang Bing was stunned after reading the comment.

Embezzling money from a Buddhist temple forced a group of monks to compete with beggars for their livelihood.

Is this something a human being could do?

There is another comment below:

"OP, do you have some misunderstanding about that bastard Ji Zuodao? The charges you mentioned are too lenient, so lenient that I'm almost embarrassed to even criticize him. Indiscriminate killing? Do you know how Ji Zuodao handles cases in Jinghai? He goes around searching houses one by one with a roll call, not even sparing a dog! Can't you give me something more sensational?"

After reading this comment, Wang Bing felt his lips twitch.

Are they using a roll call list to raid homes?

They don't even spare dogs?

Holy crap, this isn't just indiscriminate killing, this should be called the extermination of nine generations of a family!

Is this fucking a Bureau 749 investigator? Is this fucking some kind of heretical practitioner?

After reading through all the comments, Wang Bing felt his blood pressure soaring.

The dirt he wrote was actually used as a whitewash?

Where the hell can I go to seek justice?

He read through a few more comments, and the more he read, the more heartbroken and desperate he became.

He realized that the dirt he had written was nothing compared to what Ji Zuodao had done in Jinghaiqian.

He wrote that Ji Zuodao was corrupt and accepted bribes, but Ji Zuodao's crimes in Jinghai were to directly confiscate property; people didn't need anyone to deliver it to them, he just grabbed it himself.

He wrote that Ji Zuodao indiscriminately killed innocent people, but Ji Zuodao in Jinghai was actually using a roster to execute nine generations of relatives. Whether they were innocent or not was unknown, but they were all dead anyway.

He wrote that Ji Zuodao abused his power, but Ji Zuodao actually brought the power of Bureau 749 to its extreme in Jinghai, using it to the fullest extent and in a way that was truly astonishing.

The accusations he wrote about seemed so childish and laughable compared to Ji Zuodao's real "glorious deeds," as if he were trying to whitewash Ji Zuodao.

Wang Bing felt that his mentality was starting to collapse.

He spent an entire night typing out those smears, word by word, with the only finger that could still move, and they were actually taken as a whitewash.

What the hell is this?

He suddenly thought of a question: How did this guy become a section chief?

Wait, how did he get into the 749th inning?

The things he did would have earned him the death penalty eight hundred times over in any other department.

Yet he managed to thrive in Bureau 749, winning two championships in the 749 Grand Martial Arts Competition and becoming a section chief.

Is there any justice in this world?

He suddenly realized a problem.

Ji Zuodao seemed completely unconcerned about what others thought of him.

Because he's not a good person at all.

He was a complete bastard, a lawless scoundrel, and a demon who struck fear into the hearts of the entire Jinghai cultivation world.

Any one of the things he did would be enough to get an ordinary person shot a hundred times over.

But not only was he unharmed, he even became the section chief of Bureau 749.

What does this tell us?

This shows that Bureau 749 simply didn't care what he did.

Or rather, Bureau 749 itself is a bunch of scoundrels.

Wang Bing suddenly felt ridiculous.

He actually wanted to use a smear article to bring down such a ruthless person.

He's so naive.

Wang Bing put down his phone, lay on the bed, stared at the ceiling, and remained silent for a long time.

I spent an entire night painstakingly writing more than a dozen smear articles, but not only did I fail to smear Ji Zuodao, I was also regarded as a sycophant of Ji Zuodao by the guys in the comments section.

Where the hell can I go to seek justice?

Wang Bing felt increasingly frustrated and depressed as he thought about it.

He was like a clown, performing energetically on stage, trying to win applause from the audience, but the audience treated him like a fool and laughed loudly from below the stage.

Damn it, that son of a bitch Ji Zuodao!

Meanwhile, in the office of the Demon Management Section of the 749th Bureau of Jinghai, Ji Zuodao sneezed.

He rubbed his nose and muttered, "Who's insulting me?"

Then, he lowered his head again and continued studying the Wang family's documents.

His eyes were so focused, so earnest, so full of interest.

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was researching some important academic topic.

……

Su Xiaoxiao discovered these dozen or so smear articles the moment they appeared.

That's right, it's not the 749 Intelligence Section, not the internet surveillance department, not some high-tech early warning system, but Su Xiaoxiao.

In Su Xiaoxiao's words, "I should know about any gossip as soon as possible. That's the self-cultivation of a vixen."

What is professionalism? This is professionalism.

Those roughnecks in the intelligence department, what do they know about fandom and idol worship?

At eight o'clock in the morning, when Su Xiaoxiao rushed into the Demon Management Department office in her high heels, Ji Zuodao was scratching his head in front of his desk.

His expression was like someone who had been constipated for three days, looking extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Zuodao didn't go home yesterday; he worked overtime all night.

Damn it, no matter how hard he investigated, he couldn't find anything illegal about the Wang family.

Every penny is clean and honest, the tax records are clear, the source of funds is transparent, and not a single piece of gray income can be found.

The accounts were even cleaner than his face.

It was so slippery that he couldn't even put his hat on.

How can he then confiscate their property?

Ji Zuodao felt that his career was facing unprecedented challenges.

He stared at the pile of documents on the table, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, but he couldn't find a single breakthrough.

Dog yawned to the side, and the yawn was so big that his mouth opened as wide as a washbasin, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

He had also spent the night working with Ji Zuodao, and then took Qiqi to school in the morning. He had only just returned and was now squatting on the windowsill, squinting and basking in the morning sun, with an expression that said, "I'm so sleepy, but I still have to keep you company, you little brat."

"I told you long ago, the wealth brought by good fortune is all clean. Wealth with problems is a curse. The entire Wang family is protected by the celestial child's destiny, their wealth is abundant, and everything they do goes smoothly. Do they need to be like you, thinking about those crooked ways every day?"