Chapter 762: Reaper mission

Chapter 762
At seven o'clock the next morning, Pan Yueting woke up from her dream.
His face was full of tears.
Zhou Yang sat on the sofa with a calm expression.
Chu Siwen strongly propped his eyes, not letting himself fall asleep.
"Thank you, Zhou Yang!" Pan Yueting smiled, "I really saw Mingming, we said a lot."
"She knows that the person who killed her is dead, and she is very happy."
Zhou Yang nodded slightly.
"Zhou Yang, can I take a picture of you?" Pan Yueting said seriously, "I want to put your picture at home as a guardian."
Uh?
Chu Siwen glanced at Zhou Yang, who was also a little surprised.
This kind of request... is quite strange.
After all, in Xia Guo, most of the people who showed pictures were deceased.
"No problem, as long as you feel comfortable, I don't care." Zhou Yang said.
In the past, he might still be a little awkward.
However, after the battle with Luo Yan was over, he was awarded the title of "God of Death", and Zhou Yang felt that his thoughts had sublimated.
The system originally said that the male is the male of all people.
Now, the life and death of all human beings in the so-called "lower world" are within his thoughts.
This also changed Zhou Yang's mentality.
Fear, fear, embarrassment and other negative emotions that humans often have, seem to slowly fade away.
Now that the responsibility has fallen on his head.
He is responsible for the billions of creatures in this world.
His horizons opened up instantly.
The pattern improved instantly.
Zhou Yang's perspective is far higher than similar.
...
"Zhou Yang, I invite you to dinner!"
After coming out of Pan Yueting's house, Chu Siwen's mood improved a lot.
"Although I don't know how you did it, I absolutely believe what you say. After all, you are a big red in the country." Chu Siwen smiled.
"I'm really hungry, you decide what to eat." Zhou Yang patted his stomach.
Happiness, joy, sadness, are these emotions also data?
Zhou Yang had to ask the system more than once.
The unified response of the system is that Zhou Yang successfully promoted to the senior male god, and the doubts of the lower world will be completely solved.
But this is not anxious.
It is necessary to wait for the children in Class 8 to pass the exam and all enter the first-class university.
"Reaper, turn on." Zhou Yang was in a good mood and said in his heart.
The world changed instantly in Zhou Yang's eyes.
The bustling crowd on the street looked like a dynamic picture scroll in Zhou Yang's eyes.
Everyone stretched out the data beam, straight up, and sank into the void.
It looks like thousands of marionettes are walking down the street.
Zhou Yang felt a little heavy.
From birth, everyone's fate has been delineated.
This is the greatest sorrow.
"Let me listen to their thoughts..." Zhou Yang let go of his mind.
In an instant, a flood of information flooded Zhou Yang's mind.
He "heard" the voices of everyone in the surrounding ten square kilometers.
There are a million ideas galloping in Zhou Yang's mind.
Thanks to the first experience, Zhou Yang was able to cope with it easily.
"God, please open your eyes!" A miserable cry came out of the many voices and caught Zhou Yang's attention.
He subconsciously turned his head in the direction of his heart.
Soon, a middle-aged woman with mottled hair appeared in his field of vision.
This is equivalent to the viewing angle of the Sky Eye surveillance.
Zhou Yang is very fresh.
Middle-aged woman wipes the black and white photo frame in her hand.
In the photo, it is a young girl with young AIDS.
The smile is sweet.
There is no doubt that the girl has passed away.
"God, if you really can hear you, please help my little flower avenge!" the middle-aged woman cried loudly.
In the next period of time, the middle-aged woman babbled about the photos, but gave a brief account of Xiaohua's death.
Zhou Yang frowned slightly.
"I still underestimated the evil of human nature." Zhou Yang murmured.
"Ding, the Reaper mission arrives-find out the murderer who killed Xiaohua, will the host accept it?"
"Accept!" Zhou Yang's mood did not fluctuate.
"Attention, there is no reward for the Reaper mission."
"No problem." Zhou Yang said.
Zhou Yang thinks that he is not a person who is jealous, but he has a conscience and a more conscience.
He doesn't care about data or data.
What you see in front of you is real.
He wants to manage!
"Siwen, sorry, I suddenly remembered that something is going on. Let's eat the meal another day, or if you have a request and need my help, you can directly contact me." Zhou Yang smiled slightly and turned to Xiaohua's house.
Zhou Yang is now the hottest figure in the country.
He was too lazy to change his face, wearing a big mask.
In the eyes of the neighbors concerned, he knocked on the door of Xiaohua's house.
The door opened.
The middle-aged woman I saw in my vision just now, the mother of the deceased Xiaohua, stood in front of Zhou Yang and asked with a blank face, "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm here to seek justice for Xiaohua." Zhou Yang said lightly.
Xiaohua's eyes lit up suddenly.
"You... who are you...?" Apart from the excitement, Xiao Hua's mother still maintained a precious calm.
Zhou Yang looked around, then took off his mask.
"Zhou..." Xiaohua's mother almost exclaimed.
But she abruptly held back.
"Come in!" Xiaohua's eyes turned red instantly.
It turned out to be him!
It's him!
How can people across the country not know Zhou Yang?
A supernatural being so powerful that he has no friends.
Lead an army of cats and dogs to fight against the gods of the rat plague.
Although there are rules and laws in this world.
But there are still people who hope that at critical moments, there will be detached world powers that will uphold justice.
Zhou Yang, it fits everyone's ideas perfectly.
Xiaohua's mother was so excited that she was almost speechless.
When she poured tea to Zhou Yang, her hands kept shaking.
It was like a peasant woman who was holding a sedan chair in the ancient times and suddenly saw Master Qingtian walking into the yard.
Nervous, with boundless hope.
"Tell me about your little flower!" Zhou Yang said with a sip of tea.
Zhou Yang naturally remembered what he heard from his vision just now.
However, due to multiple considerations, 　Zhou Yang still wants her to speak out.
Xiaohua's mother softened their legs and knelt directly on the ground.
"My little flower died too unjustly."
...
Half an hour later, Zhou Yang walked out of Xiaohua's house with a gloomy expression.
After Xiaohua's mother told me carefully, Zhou Yang had a clearer understanding of the cause and effect of the incident.
"Trash!" Zhou Yang narrowed his eyes.
Xiao Hua was less than twenty years old and lost her father in her childhood.
Mother worked hard to pull her up and send her to university.
The children of the poor are home early, Xiaohua studies hard, has a sunny attitude, and has excellent grades.
After graduating from high school, she received a full scholarship from a university in the Star Stripe country, and she carried her bag to study across the ocean.
Two months ago, Xiaohua called her mother and agreed to come back together for the New Year.
But a month ago, bad news suddenly came across the ocean.
Xiao Hua drowned and died.
The cause of death given by the Stars and Stripes police is very strange.
It is said that Xiaohua went out to play with a few students from Star Stripe country and drowned unexpectedly.
But more weird things are still to come.
Except for Xiaohua, the rest were one woman and two men, nothing happened.
Xiaohua's mother asked to go to Star Stripe Country to find out the situation and see the last side of the child.
But the other party is always prevarication for various reasons.
"It seems that we have to take a trip to Star-Tangled Nation." Zhou Yang said to himself.
At this moment, the phone rang.
It's Mu Ziqing.
"Ziqing, what's your order?" Zhou Yang smiled.
The next moment, his complexion changed slightly.
"what?"