After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

The cause and effect become deeper and deeper.

The future is strange and its strength is far beyond imagination.

Weird old man, he's going to die soon.

If you want to develop, you must seize this last time.

But now, I still need to get some sleep first.

Fan Lin threw his phone aside, put his head in his hands, and lay down again comfortably.

It’s still time to be alone, free and at ease.

……

-

Sakura Hotel.

In a private room.

As if there was a strange tacit understanding, the director and Fan Lin also slumped in the chair in the same posture.

He still wore a mask on his face, which he changed every day, hiding his expression.

On the table next to it, a birdcage emitted a pink light and kept making colliding sounds, as if something was trying to break through the seal.

The director was calm and composed, rocking his chair: "Don't bother anymore."

"You can't go out, send messages, and affect electronic devices, but it will only be treated as a disturbance call."

Why do you do this?

[You know very well that I have no bad intentions towards humans.]

【Let me out, I want to see him, I want to see him! 】

The birdcage shook more violently as the anxious calls came.

"What you think doesn't matter."

"Your identity doesn't matter."

"The stability of the timeline is above all else."

Who are you to her?

[Why do you want to uphold the laws of God? ]

The questioning voice in the birdcage was furious.

The director did not answer, but waved his hand gently, and the birdcage fell silent, and the room became quiet.

"Hmm... this will calm you down a lot."

Close your eyes and plan to have a good sleep.

As a result, the next second, the speaker on the table was affected by something and suddenly made a loud "gasp".

"Ah~mm--mm~ah!"

Under the mask, the director's eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

Why is it still a man's movie?

Wave it off.

The next second, the phone rang.

Block again.

The landline rang.

Eventually, all electronic devices began to riot together.

The director simply stopped moving and closed his eyes, pretending to be dead.

Left alone in the birdcage, the angry girl was tossing and turning like crazy.

It doesn’t matter. If I can’t hear it, I just can’t hear it.

Chapter 127: Great Strength Creates Miracles

Sakura Hotel, exclusive private room.

One old and one young sit opposite each other.

The atmosphere was quiet and a little depressing. After a long silence, Fan Lin suddenly smiled with relief.

"So, what you're saying is that the clue to the fourth copy is to let me do whatever I want?"

The director nodded in agreement. Beneath his mask, he wore a sly smile, like an old fox. "The secret to clearing the fourth dungeon is to follow your heart and unleash your true nature."

"Don't mistake a copy for reality."

"It's just a game, like before."

Oh ~

It turned out to be the case.

After shattering the Blood Ring, this is all the information I got.

Treating the dungeon as a game is a very insightful statement.

Fan Lin was very happy. Looking at the teacup in his hand, he hesitated whether to smash it.

But he could definitely dodge it.

Better to try it with a pistol.

His finger was already on the trigger. Seeing this, the director scratched his gray hair and coughed twice with a guilty conscience.

"Actually... the purpose of sending you to Yansong City wasn't originally for the fourth dungeon."

"Meet that little girl."

"You should have some understanding of the laws of the timeline."

"There are some things I can't say more about because X wouldn't want to."

The director pointed his index finger at the ceiling as if he was afraid of something, and shuddered with laughter.

Actually, what he said is not wrong.

After meeting Li Qianqian, Fan Lin already had a vague idea of ​​the timeline.

This is a power of law, with rules unique to [time].

Anyone who tries to cross the line will be punished devastatingly.

So, after figuring this out, he no longer had much hope that the director would be able to provide clues.

Head to Iwamatsu City.

Guide him to obtain the artifact, meet his daughter, and learn a glimpse of the future.

This was the idea that Director Lao Deng came up with from the beginning.

Providing clues is nothing but a covert operation.

Fan Lin placed the box containing Xue Ming's body on the table, his finger on the trigger: "You can't provide any clues."

"You have to give an explanation for the bloody issue, right?"

Some things, even if they are clear, do not mean that Fan Lin is not angry.

The good blood cry was shattered into pieces in order to deal with the weirdness.

Does the director dare to say that he didn’t anticipate it in advance?

Without Xueming, life would be impossible.

There must be a reasonable solution to this matter.

Although the director sent a text message in advance to explain the situation, there is still room for recovery.

However, Fan Lin really couldn't trust his character.

Pulling out the gun is also a way to show your attitude and let the director know that if you dare to joke about this matter again.

If you can't kill him, you'll have to shoot off a few of his beards.

"Little things, little things."

"You are the host of Blood Ringing, you should know best."

"Only a small portion of the vitality absorbed by the Blood Ringing will be fed back to you."

"Have you never thought about the reason?"

Like some old men in the countryside, when talking about key topics, the director began to chatter endlessly, keeping people in suspense, and talking too much without getting to the point.

boom!

A strange smile appeared in Fan Lin's deep eyes: "Old ghost, you are also from the future, right?"

"Tell me, what if I tell you something I heard in Yansong City?"

"Will the law find you?"

The director knew too much.

Even if you use your toes to guess, even if he is not from the future, he is definitely a madman who fools the timeline.

For people like him who exploit loopholes in the rules, the thing they fear most, besides leaking the "secrets", is hearing some "secrets" themselves.

This will trigger the punishment of the law and expose the fact that he is hiding in the past.

Fan Lin's smile was very obvious.

If you keep talking too much, believe it or not, I will send you back to the future?

The world is destroyed?

No matter how dark the sky is.

I bet, do you dare?

The results are beyond doubt.

The director was obviously intimidated. He immediately sat up straight, his demeanor becoming serious, and said unhappily, "After all, I am your senior."

"How come you're bullying me too? How rude!"

"That day, in the turbulence of time, I met a..."

"Stop! I give in to you."

The director kept calling for a stop and didn't dare to say anything more. He took the box and poured Xue Ming's body on the table.

Then he bent down and crawled under the table, looking for something.

"Strange, I clearly remembered putting it in the cabinet."

"Oh oh oh, I found it."

When he stood up again, the director had a hammer in his hand.

He nodded with great satisfaction, and a cunning smile could be felt even through the mask.

Fan Lin frowned. What is this old man doing again?

Take a hammer, even if you want to reforge it, you need a furnace.

boom! Bang bang bang!

The director swung the hammer and smashed it around, smashing the dozen or so pieces of Blood Ringing into hundreds, or even thousands of pieces.

It has come to this point, but he still has no intention of stopping.

As if seeking revenge, he continued to exert his strength, as if he would not stop until he smashed Xue Ming into pieces.

It looked very much like the method used by orthopedic doctors when treating patients, simple and rough.

Is it true that great strength can create miracles?

By doing this, was he destroying the knife, or saving it? Mei was thinking, was he free?