1170: C1170 Ideological Contention

C1170 Ideological Contention

Public Security Bureau.

When Yang Ping came in, the secretary of the Dragon City City Committee, Yang Guoyong, rushed over, afraid that Duan Fei would do something that would harm Yang Ping. As the leader, he more or less knew about the situation in Dragon City.

Duan Fei not appearing and letting Wang Yue take care of it was beyond Yang Guoyong's expectations. He thought that there would be a tragic trembling, but the strange thing was that Duan Fei didn't seem to be interested in going against Yang Ping.

Wang Yue's office.

Yang Guoyong looked at the calm Yang Ping and laughed bitterly: "Young Master Yang, what exactly happened, you almost scared me to death."

Yang Ping wanted to say something, but shook his head.

Yang Guoyong panicked. Although sshe was the leader, he could not let others leave the Public Security Bureau casually. The most important thing was to understand the cause and effect of the case. Yang Guoyong definitely did not believe that Yang Ping would casually kill someone.

Then the secretary came in and said something in his ear.

Yang Guoyong's expression changed slightly as she said, "Yang Ping, that mother and son pair are currently sitting together in front of the Public Security Bureau. What do you think we should do?"

Yang Ping frowned and said coldly: "There's someone behind you."

Yang Guoyong nodded, and said seriously: "The problem can be big or small, but even involving the lives of ordinary people is not a small problem. Wang Yue has already gone to comfort me, but they are adamant that you are the culprit. I don't even know how to explain that. "

Yang Ping sighed: "What else can I do? I was the one who killed the people. If I were to tell you that those things weren't people, but a disguise, would you believe me? "

Yang Guoyong was startled.

In the end, Yang Ping no longer hid it, but didn't talk about the Land of Dark, and instead contacted the cave from before. At that time, Yang Guoyong was also present, so she was very clear that there were some things in this world that could not be explained with science.

Yang Guoyong's expression changed as she shouted, "Who are you?

Yang Ping indicated for her to be quiet.

The expression in Yang Guoyong's eyes kept changing, although she wanted to deny that a Party member was an atheist, if she were to believe in ghosts and gods, she knew that Yang Ping would not casually say it, as the people he killed were all monsters.

"I believe you." Yang Guoyong said in a heavy voice.

"However, the people outside will not believe that I am only the person who killed their family members. I am only a tool that you officials use to protect them." Yang Ping laughed at herself. She was already used to the feeling of not repaying good people when she was accused of helping others in the end.

"What should we do?" Yang Guoyong was in a dilemma.

Yang Ping laughed, but in Yang Guoyong's opinion, his smile was not happy at all, on the contrary, it carried misery and sadness, and said: "It's alright."

Yang Guoyong felt that Yang Ping's condition wasn't right from start to finish.

"That's him!"

A voice shouted out, following a group of people charging over. Upon seeing Yang Ping, they all broke into the office and revealed angry shouts, "Beat him to death, pay with your life, return my husband to us!"

The secretary was so scared that he dragged Yang Guoyong out, not daring to face the anger of the commoners. Yang Guoyong was furious, she pushed the secretary away, rushed to the front, and said bitterly: "Everyone, don't be rash, if there is anything you want to say, you can tell me. I am Yang Guoyong, the secretary of the Municipal Committee. "

Although the secretary fell to the ground, his expression changed upon hearing the secretary's words. If the people decided to vent their anger on the secretary, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yang Guoyong glared sternly at the secretary, telling him not to act recklessly, and revealed a cordial smile, saying: "You guys don't believe in the Public Security Bureau, but you still have to trust the government. May I speak on behalf of the government? "

The woman ran out holding her daughter and cried, "Secretary, you have to help me. He is a murderer. Such a person should be shot." Pointing at Yang Ping, she revealed a vengeful look, and her face turned sinister.

Yang Ping remained silent.

Yang Guoyong's heart became heavy, she comforted her nonstop, but unfortunately, she was angered by the favor, and was unable to control herself, so she picked up an object and threw it at Yang Ping, and ruthlessly smashed it onto her body. For a moment, no one dared to stop him, because Wang Yue and the rest of them had no idea what kind of obstruction they encountered outside could not obstruct them for a short period of time.

A teacup smashed onto Yang Ping's head. That was the tea brewed by the city secretary, and was used to water Yang Ping's black hair.

Yang Ping appeared to be in a sorry state, as she looked closely at the angered people around him. He could see the anger on their faces, and could see the hatred in their eyes. If they didn't act, they might still be alive, but in their dreams, their loved ones would start slaughtering their families the moment they went crazy.

But they could not see it.

Yang Ping was originally in a bad mood, after she changed, it was as if a heavy rock had pressed down on him, causing him to be unable to breathe, she felt that she was the one at fault, now that she was looking at the people looking at him with sinister expressions, she suddenly remembered Dao Zun's words.

"All living beings are ants, while Saints are innocent."

Dao Zun had seen through everyone's heart, which was why he said such words.

Right?

Yang Ping had a new understanding of Dao Zun's words anyway, and an extremely mysterious idea was born in his heart, like a seed of darkness in a fertile soil, which could grow as long as it was given rain or sunshine.

Dao Zun's idea started to take root and erode his original idea.

Yang Ping watched on quietly, allowing everyone to throw things on him, she even had a knife stabbed into her body, no blood, her clothes were tattered.

Yang Guoyong revealed a look of worry, afraid that Yang Ping would kill him in anger.

He had seen Yang Ping's methods before, and they were extremely terrifying.

But Yang Guoyong was overthinking it.

Yang Ping did not move, but took all of the attacks instead, and silently looked at these people who were screaming in anger and fury. They had lost their loved ones, but even if they blamed all of the crimes on themselves, they wouldn't believe the Land of Dark's legend.

Who could explain?

Who could refute that?

Who could be innocent?

Yang Ping closed her eyes and entered into a strange realm.

This was a battle between Heaven and Earth.

Thinking is changing.

In the clouds.

A pair of eyes was watching Yang Ping's change. He was as emotionless as the heavens, but she was different from the heavens, as she hid an enormous ambition.

In an unknown teahouse.

He held a cup of tea as he savored the hundred forms of life. Occasionally, he would sigh, causing the clouds in the surroundings to change, creating illusions. There was no one around him, and he was talking about how no one could see the old man who was sitting in front of him.

"The Heavenly Dao is my Dao. The Heavenly Heart is my heart."

"The seeds of ideas will eventually sprout."

The Yellow Robe old man laughed, as if he was satisfied with the taste of the tea, or pleased with Yang Ping's way of thinking in the Public Security Bureau, this was a trap, a fair and square trap, he was playing chess with Xuan Jizi, and was playing chess with him.

During this time, he didn't make a move. He just quietly watched and waited for this change.

An opportunity had finally appeared.

Dao Zun knew that it was difficult to fathom the human heart, and hard to understand the heavens. To conquer a person, one must not only rely on martial power, the body's submission could not be considered true submission.

Yang Ping was a person who had firm conviction in her heart, but after going through such a setback, her conviction once again became incomparably strong.0

This was what Dao Zun valued the most.

"Old friend, since you're here, why don't you sit down and watch?" Dao Zun smiled towards the sky, "Looks like it's quite interesting."

Headmaster Qu appeared in front of him, looked at Dao Zun and said: "We still underestimate you."

Dao Zun clapped and said happily: "It is my honor to be praised by Madam."

"You're playing with fire."

Headmaster Qu said coldly.

"The one who burns himself is someone else. It has nothing to do with me." Dao Zun replied calmly and naturally, without any fire and smoke.

Headmaster Qu looked in the direction of the Public Security Bureau, her eyes filled with worry.

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