Chapter 182 Nephew Xu Xiaofei

After a few minutes

Chen He and the others found Steward Feng at the immigrant community office. The white-haired old man was covered in injuries when he was found, and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.

He was tied to the office chair and couldn't move. When he heard the sound, he suddenly raised his head with shock in his eyes.

"Xiaochen, Yunye, you..."

The two hurried over to help the old man untie the rope: "Grandpa Feng, are you alright?"

The old man's expression was low, with a guilty look on his face, and he lowered his head, not daring to look at the siblings.

Especially when he saw Chen He, his eyes dodged even more.

He has never done anything in his life to betray others without conscience, even when the immigrant community was first established, he never thought of compromise.

But just now, he hesitated, he compromised, he chose to exchange the lives of a few people in exchange for the safety of the entire immigrant community.

The problem of killing one person and saving hundreds is a false proposition, and it cannot be compared with a simple greater than or less than sign.

Now that they have returned safely, although they don't know what happened, the guilt in the old man's heart has reached the extreme.

He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing. The old man licked his dry lips, hesitant to speak.

"Needless to say, we already know the cause and effect of the matter. Your choice, Feng Guanshi, is correct. Even if it's me, I probably would have made the same choice."

Chen He opened his mouth and fed the old man a Guiyuan pill that he had just condensed with qi, which can be used to replenish vitality.

After taking this strange elixir, the old man felt much better, and said bitterly: "Although this is the case, things shouldn't be like this. The one who deserves to be damned is me, not you!"

The siblings looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"Grandpa Feng, you don't have to worry about the Jinluo Gang anymore. Starting today, the Jinluo Gang is finished. The patron of the Jinluo Gang, Gu Renyu, is dead, and the immigrant community is safe."

The young Zhao Chen said excitedly.

"what?"

The old man's eyes widened, his face full of shock and confusion.

"It was the Demon Hunt Bureau that took action. Gu Renyu summoned thousands of resentful souls to attack the immigrant community, which touched the bottom line of the Demon Hunt Bureau." Chen He "explained" on the side.

Hearing this, the old man finally had a little joy on his face: "Has the Demon Hunt Bureau finally made a move? It's really great!"

"That you?"

The old man pointed at the three people opposite.

"Grandpa Feng, we really have to leave this time." The elder sister said.

She knows very well that Swill Street has undergone tremendous changes, and staying here will only bring endless troubles.

Leaving at night may be the best choice.

The old man nodded: "That's fine, let's get out of here!"

"Grandpa Feng, you should also leave this place of right and wrong." My sister said urgently.

The old man shook his head: "I've lived in this Dew Street all my life, I have nowhere to go, and this time I almost killed you, I..."

The old man lowered his head tremblingly, and bowed deeply towards them to express his apology.

The siblings stopped talking, they knew that no matter what happened in the future, this knot had been settled, and no matter how high-sounding the reason was, they couldn't let go of being abandoned.

As for Chen He, his mind is like water, and he can understand the old man's choice, but he doesn't agree with his approach.

So now he is neither accusing nor angry, and after seeing all the joys and sorrows in the world, his heart is calmer.

Master once said that cultivating the Tao is easy, but cultivating the mind is difficult.

He didn't understand this truth before, but now that he has been a human being in two lifetimes, he gradually understands Master's emotion and the importance of cultivating the mind.

"Master, the luggage has been found!" A ghostly voice came from outside the door.

It didn't enter the door, for fear of scaring the old man out.

"Let's go! The Demon Hunt Bureau will take over the office soon, and they will take care of the rest of the matter."

Chen He glanced at the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

"Children, you must take good care of yourself when you go out, protect yourself, and take care of yourself."

The old man dragged his siblings and told them, reluctant to let go for a long time, the guilt in his heart was even stronger, why did he make such a muddled decision?

"Yes, Grandpa Feng, you too! Be good!"

Zhao Chen tried his best to squeeze out a smile, trying not to let himself cry.

Finally, the old man raised his head and looked at Chen He: "Don't worry, I don't know anything about your affairs, and I won't tell others anything, please don't worry about that."

Chen He nodded, after experiencing this incident, the old man will definitely not make similar choices again, he still has this bit of confidence.

finally

The old man was asked to be tied to the chair again, and watched the few people leave with reluctance in his eyes.

A few people went out, and the ghost hand was grinning at them, carrying the suitcases of the siblings and Chen He's 50 in his hands.

In the other hand, there was an inexplicably large suitcase.

"Master, the Demon Hunt Bureau has already controlled the situation and is coming this way."

Chen He nodded, and glanced at the gate. If you leave this gate, even if you leave the immigrant community, you can leave Swill Street from the road all the way north.

The siblings looked back again and again, with reluctance in their eyes.

After all, they have lived here for so many years, and no matter how bad the immigrant community is, it is their home.

Now this farewell, I don't know when we will see each other again, so I can't help feeling sad.

After leaving the gate, the ghost hand got a truck from nowhere, which was also its proud work.

"Good guy, it's finally reliable." Chen He said.

"Hey hey, it's all about the master's teaching!"

A rainbow fart came, making Chen He shake his head again and again.

The heavily bound Zeng Huai was thrown into the carriage to communicate face to face with the ghost hand.

The siblings took the co-driver, while Chen He drove.

"Brother Chen He, where are we going?" The young man poked his head out curiously and asked.

"You will know when you arrive." Chen He smiled mysteriously.

Originally, he didn't know where to go, but with Zeng Huai by his side, things would be easier.

This guy has several secret private houses in the Long Bay area, which only he knows.

This house can't live for nothing.

……

At the same time, Sun Xue, who was cleaning the immigrant community, suddenly looked up and saw a black helicopter landed, parked on the messy square of the immigrant community, blowing garbage bags flying around.

The white Demon Hunt logo was printed on the helicopter, which was very conspicuous.

Sun Xue hurriedly went up to greet her, and saluted the cabin door that had just been opened.

"Hello, Chief!"

A middle-aged woman in her 50s got off the helicopter. Although she was over [-], her skin was fair and well-maintained.

Wearing a women's military uniform, she looks heroic.

Immediately afterwards, the helicopter jumped out of a little fat man with a serious expression.

He frowned as soon as he got off the plane: "What the hell happened here?"

Sniffing his nose lightly, his brows became more intense: "The breath of resentful souls."

The woman waved her hand to signal Sun Xue not to be nervous, and pointed to the little fat man next to her: "This is my nephew Xu Xiaofei, from the Mechanical Department of the General Administration."

Sun Xue couldn't help but look at the young man. The other party's attention was not on her at all, and her eyes were fixed on the dark community.

I was a little surprised, why did the people from the Machinery Department of the General Administration come to Swill Street at this time?

"Auntie, I want to investigate around." Fatty said suddenly, he always felt a faint familiar atmosphere around him.

"Well, take care of yourself."

(End of this chapter)

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