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The white, smooth, dough-like hand stretched out infinitely, reaching out to grab Zhao Ritian, Zhao Ridi, and Zhao Riren, who were standing there dumbfounded.
The three of them were stunned when they heard Lu Xuan's name; they couldn't even process what he was saying.
The thought of his outrageous remarks, including asking who the best fighter in Tianjin, left Zhao Ritian completely bewildered.
Did I just say that I am a member of Quanxing?
Just as they were completely bewildered, Liu the Clay Figure grabbed Zhao Ridi and Zhao Riren by the swing of his arms, pulling them up to his face by the neck.
"Big brother, come save me!"
Zhao Ritian frantically cried for help.
Zhao Riren responded with great loyalty.
"Brother, you go quickly, don't worry about me."
Zhao Ritian's eyes were full of determination; he was truly a good brother.
Even at this moment, they didn't forget to let me go.
But how can I leave? I have to run!
Zhao Ritian decisively turned around and ran, hurriedly fleeing to the nearest office of Na Du Tong.
I want to turn myself in! I want to turn myself in!
I need the protection of NaDuTong. Come and arrest me! Ten or twenty years is fine with me, as long as I don't collapse.
"Damn it! You son of a bitch, you really ran away?"
Zhao Ridi and Zhao Riren watched as Zhao Ritian disappeared in a flash, and they were so angry that they cursed at him.
But soon, the pressure and suffocating feeling coming from their necks rendered them speechless.
He grabbed the two by the neck and pulled them to his side.
Liu, the noodle soup vendor, shouted angrily at Lu Xuan, "Master Lu, are you really not going to negotiate?"
"Am I the only one from Quanxing who's hiding? Why are they targeting an old man like me?"
"Give me a chance, and I'll tell you everything I know about those people..."
It sounds like the burning of flames and the crackling of firewood.
A flame suddenly leaped out of the stove next to Liu the dough figurine maker.
The flames danced in the air, tracing a perfect arc of fire, and gently passed in front of Noodle Soup Liu.
The sword light was like flames, and the flames were like flowing light.
Liu the Dough Figurine's two arms, along with the heads of Zhao Ridi and Zhao Riren, quietly fell to the ground.
Then, a line of fire, like flames gathering, slowly appeared on the neck of the dough figurine Liu.
Life is slipping away rapidly.
Even Liu the Clay Figure could feel that the flame was burning wildly, using his own "qi" as nourishment, plundering the life force within his body.
"Ho~ho~"
Liu the dough figurine stood frozen in place, wanting to say something, but could only let out a weak, hissing sound, unable to utter a single word.
As the world gradually darkened, Lu Xuan's voice slowly rang out.
"You don't need to tell me; your soul will tell me everything I want to know."
"Using two members of the Quanxing Sect as shields, I don't know what you were thinking."
In the end, only one thought remained in Liu the Clay Figurine's mind.
They arrested the wrong person...
Liu the Clay Figure has a unique skill that allows him to mold his body like dough, which is the origin of his lineage's ability to disguise people.
As we all know, when dough dries out quickly and loses moisture, it is essentially reduced to a lump of flour.
Flour will explode when it comes into contact with a flame!
What was originally just a line of fire on his neck, fueled by the Qi of the clay figurine Liu, burned rapidly and instantly engulfed his body.
With a sudden, loud bang, Liu the dough figurine was instantly engulfed in flames and exploded into a small mushroom cloud of fire.
Only a black mark in the shape of a human was left on the spot.
The three from Tianjin Wei Xiaotaoyuan standing nearby: "..."
We don’t know anything!
I only felt a sudden heat, and then the noodle soup and ash were all gone.
A wave of intense heat swept over them, turning their hair into a frizzy afro and their faces blackened, making them look as if they had just emerged from a fire.
Then, she saw Lu Xuan's gaze sweep over her.
Thump! ×3.
The three of them obeyed without hesitation and knelt down.
"Master Lu, the three of us brothers are not from the Quanxing Sect!"
"Master Lu, let's talk this out."
"I surrender!"
Looking at the three decisive and resolute individuals, Lu Xuan recalled their earlier statement about "striving for leniency"...
The regulations issued by Nadutong Company are "Temporary Management Regulations".
What does "temporary" mean? It means restoring order to the world of supernatural beings to normalcy in a short period of time, using severe, strict, and swift methods.
Lu Xuan was involved in writing these regulations, so he was naturally very familiar with them.
Although these three people are not from Quanxing and have not committed any major evils, their actions are all within the circle of extraordinary people. In addition, if they are among the first to voluntarily grant leniency, they will indeed receive preferential treatment.
But they won't be released so soon; they'll have to stay locked up for at least a few months.
To be able to come out so quickly...
"Whose connections did the three of you have?"
Chapter 189: Even turning yourself in requires queuing!
"Run for your life!"
Zhao Ritian took off running and headed straight for the Tianjin branch office of Nadutong.
What comes into view is a long queue.
Are there that many people sending packages these days?
On the surface, Nadutong is an international logistics company spanning the globe, but in reality, just as it appears, it is indeed a logistics company.
So, the district office really is a courier station.
Ignoring the people queuing outside the store to send packages, Zhao Ritian grabbed a postman walking by.
We have to act quickly! Life is more important!
"Hurry! Hurry! Arrest me!"
The postman glanced at Zhao Ritian suspiciously, his scrutinizing gaze making Zhao Ritian a little uneasy. The postman then nodded.
"You need to get some service? Go and get in line!"
"What queue? I'm Zhao Ritian! I'm here to turn myself in!"
"Oh! Mr. Zhao, is that right?"
The postman nodded slowly: "Please bring your ID and wait in line!"
I'll line up for you, you son of a bitch!
Zhao Ri was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Are you kidding me? I'm here to turn myself in; if I'd been any slower, I might have been hacked to death!
He grabbed the postman, a wisp of energy slowly rising from his hand, and said in a low voice.
"I'm an extraordinary person in this industry! I'm Zhao Ritian!"
Zhao Ritian was so anxious that he started to grit his teeth.
“I’m here to turn myself in, not to stand in line.”
"Oh! I know!"
The mailman nodded as if it were perfectly natural, then pointed to a long line of people outside the store behind him.
"You have to wait in line to turn yourself in!"
"They were all from the surrender."
Zhao Ritian looked blankly at the long line of people beside him.
The long queue stretched from the courier store to the street; were they all from the police station?
While I was lost in thought, a deliveryman walked over from the front of the line and started handing out flyers one by one.
"Those from the capital, please line up, do not crowd or lean on each other, and maintain a safe distance."
"First, fill out the self-surrender registration form, and don't forget to bring your identification documents."
A flyer was placed in his hand.
Zhao Ritian stiffly lowered his head.
[A leaflet about the surrender strategy of the Tianjin sub-district of Nadutong North China Region]
[Irregular surrender leads to tears from loved ones]
Turning it over, there was a registration form: name, place of origin, occupation, home address, contact information, what crime was committed...
I glanced at the registration form in my hand, then at the long line in front of me, and then looked back at the direction I had come from.
Zhao Ritian: "..."