Chapter 1132: Heaven, who is spared?

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Rumble.
Thunder bursts.
It seems that even God, I am also feeling unfair for Sun Jianyong.
Xu Taiping went back to the town police station, then took his Lamborghini and left Yangcheng.
Many cameras in Yangcheng Town took pictures of Lamborghini's departure. At the same time, many probes on the road leading to Jiangyuan City in Yangcheng Town also photographed this Lamborghini.
From Yangcheng Town to Jiangyuan City, Xu Taiping came back all the way and specially picked up the road with the monitoring probe. So, until Xu Taiping drove the car back to the basement, the whole process was recorded.
It is very strange that the Yangcheng town is densely covered with clouds, but Jiangyuan City is just the sunshine.
Xu Taiping returned home and did not speak to anyone and went straight to his room.
This is the afternoon.
Xia Jiajing quietly, everyone seems to know that Xu Taiping is in a bad mood, so no one is going to provoke Xu Taiping, for fear of touching the mold.
In the place where no one noticed, a figure left the Xia family quietly.
The figure walked on the road and avoided all surveillance. He walked in the blind spot of surveillance, just like a ghost.
The car is fascinating, and the figure is getting farther and farther.
Yang Town.
Sun Jianyong's family.
Sun Jianyong’s home is a dilapidated two-story building.
Next to Sun Jianyong’s home is a magnificent five-storey building.
The wall of Sun Jianyong’s family has already been smashed, leaving only a few ruins, and the open space at the door of Sun Jianyong’s house was taken over by the five-storey building.
Standing farther and looking at the past, Sun Jianyong's home, like the toilet of the five-story building, is short and worn, giving off a decadent taste.
At this time, the sky was gloomy and the sky was thundering.
Sun Jianyong has no one in the family, and he is dead in silence. In the small building next door, there is a lot of excitement.
On the third floor of the Yanglou, a group of people gathered here. This group of people looked at a dozen, there are men and women.
This group of people is the family of Sun Peiyong.
People in Yangcheng Town are surnamed Sun. It is said that in the early years, everyone was the same ancestor, and later they were divided. Now, for hundreds of years, they have their own blood heritage.
This Sun Peiyong family is a big family in Yangcheng Town.
Sun Peiyong's aging mother can live, and she has seven sons.
In many rural areas, there are many sons, representing the prosperity of this family. Even if the seven sons are peasants, it is not something that ordinary families can provoke.
Sun Peiyong ranks the third child, working at home all the year round, because he is not good at communicating with people, so he is still single in his forties.
The person who killed Sun Jianyong Laozi more than ten years ago, is called Sun Peijun, is the second brother of Sun Peiyong. At that time, when he was murdered, he was equally unmarried and had no children. He was released in the first two years, and he gave him a shot at home. Instead, he took a wife. However, I haven't had children yet.
Sun Peiyong has seven brothers in his generation, and then they have born a lot of people. Counting this family has a total of more than 30 people, which is definitely a big family.
"That Sun Jianyong, we must blame him, learn what is not good, go to learn the law, this is obviously to find us trouble!" said a young man with a sullen face.
This year, called Sun Peihang, is the boss of seven brothers.
"Go back and ask for a better lawyer, and try to let the third child not be sentenced to death." Sun Peijun said.
"The third time this year, if the good estimate of the operation can be counted as anger and murder, and the third child still surrendered, it is estimated that there is no need to death, life imprisonment may be fine, then the performance will be better, ten years out!" Sun Peihang said .
"This time the children and grandchildren Jianyong their home, but it is absolutely gone, hahaha!" Sun Peijun smiled.
The people around have laughed. As long as Sun Jianyong’s family is gone, what climate can a woman have? If you can't use it for three or two years, you can still take Sun Jianyong's home for yourself, and then you can make a big profit!
The entire Xiaoyang Building is filled with the joy of Chinese New Year.
A bang.
A thunderstorm descended from the sky and almost fell in front of Xiaoyanglou.
Everyone was shocked by this thunder, and the entire third floor was quiet.
"This... let's do this, is it not so good?" asked the niece of the fifth child whispered.
"What's wrong?" Sun Peihang said with a frown. "You haven't read a book. The world is originally a survival of the fittest. Those who are not good enough can only be eliminated. Like our family, they should be incredibly strong. Pass on the generations!"
Bang.
Another thunder was thrown from the sky.
The thunder was falling outside the balcony on the third floor. Everyone couldn’t help but look at it. As a result, there was actually a person standing on the balcony on the third floor.
Thunder fell from behind him, slammed the man's body, and then darkened it.
"Who?" Sun Peihang asked the man who was surprised at the balcony.
The man on the balcony carries a very strange mask. The mask seems to be a Buddha, but in the position of the Buddha's eyebrows, it is a red dot.
If you know the Buddha, you will naturally know that this mask is the mask of the King of the Earth.
"You, it seems very happy that you have just broken someone else's home." The man with the mask of the King of Tibet said.
"I don't know what you are saying, you are getting out of our house, otherwise you have a good look!" Sun Peihang excitedly yelled.
"If you don't, you will kill me, are you?" asked the masked man.
"This person has a problem, the police!" Sun Peihang said quietly.
Next to Sun Peijun just picked up the phone, suddenly, a knife broke through.
With a bang, Sun Peijun’s hand was cut off directly, and the entire palm fell to the ground.
All the people around were shocked, and some people cried in panic.
The next moment, the masked man floated.
The screams are constantly coming from Xiaoyanglou.
The thunder burst and drowned the screams.
The pouring rain washed the ground.
No matter how heavy the rain is, it seems that you can't brush the blood of this small building.
After half an hour.
The Yangcheng Police Station received a report, claiming that the Sun Peihang family had a murder case.
The director personally took the men and soldiers of his team and drove to the Sun Peihang family.
On the first floor, the director saw the splash of blood on the third floor window.
The director’s heart faintly felt that something had happened. He quickly rushed into the building with his men, and then the third floor.
When the director came to the third floor, the scene in front of him made the one-and-a-half-year-old policeman unable to shut his eyes.
In the third floor of the sample building, it is full of blood and broken limbs.
The director can only be confirmed by the head of the person, and there are more than ten people who have been killed here.
There are men and women inside.
The director was shocked and quickly called the city to report the phone, and at the same time blocked the scene. Then the director walked into the living room.
The living room is the most tragic, and the ground of the entire living room has been stained with blood.
"The director, look at the wall!" a policeman exclaimed excitedly.
The director mixed with the police and pointed to the wall in the middle of the hall.
On the wall, I wrote two words.
justice!
These two words are huge, almost occupying the entire wall.
These two words are scarlet, and it is not difficult to know the blood on the ground. These two words are written in blood.
These two characters are vigorous and powerful, and they are awesome.
If these two words do not appear here, if the two words are not written with blood, then these two words are definitely the masterpieces of the magnificent people.
It is a pity that these two words have appeared here, appearing on the side of more than a dozen bodies, and it seems to be full of chill.
Looking at these two words, the director swallowed a hard mouth.
He probably already knows why there is a case here.
It should be that someone knows what this family is doing, so they only come to the door.
"What about children? What about this child?" the manager asked quickly.
"All on the fifth floor, all safe!" A policeman ran down the building and said excitedly.
As soon as I heard that the children were safe, the director sighed and felt a little more respect for the unknown killer.
Of course, this respect is quickly dissipated. As a policeman, his duty is to catch prisoners instead of admiring prisoners.
The heavy rain stopped soon.
This summer's rain is like this, coming fast, going fast.
A rainbow appeared in the air.
Many villagers who learned that there was a case here have come over.
The entire building has been blocked.
The villagers still don’t know how many people died, they can only wait and see.
Police cars, ambulances, many parked at the door, the lights are constantly flashing.
"Director, this Sun Peihang family, how is the situation? Who is dead?" Someone saw the director from the out of the building, and quickly asked.
The director shouldn’t have said more, but I don’t know why, at this time, he suddenly wanted to say it.
"All are dead," said the director. "The Sun Peihang family is seven. Except Sun Peiyong, everyone is dead and their wives."
The people around are all stunned.
More than a dozen people are actually dead? !
"Retribution, really retribution!" an old man said loudly.
"Sun Peihang's family, was retribution!" someone said.
Sun Peihang’s family’s work on Sun Jianyong’s family is all in the eyes of Yangcheng’s family. Moreover, Sun Peihang’s family is very overbearing in Yangcheng because of its crowds. It has already provoked the grievances of the people. The man was almost completely slaughtered, and no one at the scene felt that the family was pitiful, but they all shouted for retribution!
The director stood in the same place and looked at the villagers around.
He suddenly thought of the word justice on the third floor wall, and suddenly thought of a sentence.
"Heaven, who is spared?"