Chapter 235

Xiao Xiao Zhenggong looked at Seeing Datou, the coin in his hand rolling between his fingertips.

Seeing Datou was a fifth-layer martial cultivator. Although his talent was outstanding, his strength was not much stronger than Zhong Zhong Guoshu's.

Xiao Xiao Zhenggong wanted to kill him; it wouldn't take much effort. The coin in his hand was enough.

His tone suddenly eased, and he asked calmly: "Seeing Datou, what exactly do you want to do here?"

Seeing Datou replied: "It was the captain who sent me."

"You'd better be honest. The captain never sent you to run to the hospital every day. There's something else going on here."

Seeing Datou shook his head: "I don't come to the hospital every day; I just came to take a look today."

"I am asking you a question now in the capacity of a deputy captain. You know the rules of the Dark Star Bureau. If you don't cooperate, I won't be polite to you." The coin in his hand had unknowingly flipped between his thumb and index finger.

"I sent him." Captain Chen Chen Zhangrui suddenly appeared at the door. "Xiao Zhenggong, put the coin away. It's just a one-dollar coin; playing with it so vigorously, if others see, they'll think we can't afford to pay salaries."

Xiao Xiao Zhenggong put the coin away and said to Chen Chen Zhangrui: "I now suspect that agent Zou Zou Guoming and He He Haiqin are colluding in secret, leaking the bureau's secrets. I'm asking him a couple of questions; there's nothing wrong with that, right?"

Chen Chen Zhangrui smiled: "Nothing wrong. You go ahead and ask, but it might not be convenient to ask here, and some things shouldn't be known by outsiders. Let's go back to the bureau and ask slowly; what do you think?"

Xiao Xiao Zhenggong sneered: "No need. Everything that needed to be asked has been asked clearly, and everything that needed to be seen has been seen. In the bureau, I'm just an outsider; talking too much just invites dislike."

After saying this, Xiao Xiao Zhenggong left the ward. Chen Chen Zhangrui and Seeing Datou stayed in the ward for a while before returning to the bureau together.

By evening, Seeing Datou went to Huahu Park and entered Xindi.

In the wilderness, He He Haiqin sat by the campfire and beckoned Seeing Datou to come over and sit down.

He He Haiqin was very puzzled by Xiao Xiao Zhenggong's actions: "Is your deputy captain always this hot-tempered? If he had really killed me today, would your bureau have let him off?"

Seeing Datou replied: "The bureau might not necessarily pursue his responsibility, and even if they really did, I estimate it would be a disciplinary action at most."

"Disciplinary action?" He He Haiqin said in astonishment, "Does your bureau look down on me that much? Don't I count as an important figure?"

"You are an important figure, but Xiao Xiao Zhenggong's identity is very special."

"What identity?"

"As far as I know, he is a Balancer."

"What is a Balancer?" He He Haiqin really hadn't heard of this term.

"This is a secret of the bureau. In one operation, Xiao Xiao Zhenggong killed a colleague in his team. That colleague had a deep background; his father was a big shot, but the matter ended up being swept under the rug.

That big shot, in order to avenge his son, used quite a few connections to investigate Xiao Xiao Zhenggong. Because I participated in that operation with Xiao Xiao Zhenggong, I was also implicated by this matter.

Later, under Captain Chen's strong protection, I escaped that storm. I have never been able to figure this out: Xiao Xiao Zhenggong was the one who killed, yet he didn't have to bear responsibility, while I, a subordinate, suffered a big loss.

Later, I learned from Captain Chen that Xiao Xiao Zhenggong is a Balancer, and that big shot simply couldn't touch him.

The so-called Balancer is a person capable of balancing the relationship between Puluo Continent and the Outer Continent. Xiao Xiao Zhenggong's identity in Puluo Continent is not ordinary; as for what specific identity it is, I don't know."

"I know, he is the leader of the Jiang Xiang Gang," He He Haiqin frowned slightly, "But the Jiang Xiang Gang doesn't count as a big sect in Puluo Continent. Why does the Outer Continent think so highly of him?"

Seeing Datou also didn't know the reason: "In any case, you should be more careful in the future. Since he has made up his mind to kill you, I'm afraid he will find another opportunity to take action in a few days."

"I'm not afraid of him; I'm worried about you. He framed you right to your face, and your captain heard it too."

Seeing Datou was not worried: "The captain trusts me very much. He detests Xiao Xiao Zhenggong and won't suspect me just because of a few words from Xiao Xiao Zhenggong."

He He Haiqin sighed: "This time it's my fault for implicating you."

Seeing Datou shook his head and smiled: "Aren't you my brother? Why bother with these things between brothers?"

He He Haiqin took out a Jin Jin Yuandan and a packet of medicinal powder and stuffed them into Seeing Datou's hand: "Take this. Eat the elixir mixed with the medicinal powder; it's for increasing cultivation."

"You mean, increasing dark ability?" Seeing Datou shook his head and returned the elixir to He He Haiqin. "The bureau has rules: if dark ability increases, it must be reported to the bureau, and the process and means of the increase must be explained clearly.

I cannot take this kind of medicine because I cannot explain the source of the ability increase. If discovered by the bureau, I will be severely punished."

He He Haiqin smiled: "Do you have to report truthfully to the bureau every time your ability increases?"

Seeing Datou felt this was a very normal thing: "This is the rule. Concealing one's own ability is a very serious mistake."

"You told me Xiao Xiao Zhenggong is a third-layer fighter; do you think he didn't conceal anything?"

Seeing Datou pondered for a moment: "He is a Balancer; I cannot compare with him. The bureau has special equipment that can test everyone's true ability."

He He Haiqin stuffed the elixir into Seeing Datou's hand: "Eat it boldly. There is no equipment in this world that can test your ability.

Remember, the two medicines must be eaten together. The elixir is poisonous, and the medicinal powder is for detoxification. After eating, pay more attention to rest.

The future and prospects your bureau promised you are all fake; only your own cultivation is real. You must remember this at all times."

He He Haiqin returned to his hospital bed and carefully combed through the cause and effect.

In the past, in the entire Jiang Xiang Gang, the only person He He Haiqin could look up to was Luo Zhengnan.

He discovered that he had been ignoring Xiao Xiao Zhenggong all along.

A gang leader coming to the Dark Star Bureau to be a deputy captain—this matter was suspicious to begin with.

Previously, He He Haiqin thought Xiao Xiao Zhenggong just wanted to use the Outer Continent's position to whitewash his identity; after all, the Jiang Xiang Gang's reputation was too notorious.

But now it seems he seemingly thought of things too simply.

The current situation has deviated significantly from the plan. Did Honglian and Zhao Zhao Xiao Wan must be found as soon as possible. If this continues to be delayed, by the time the major families come to their senses, all the efforts made previously will be wasted.

It's indeed hard to take action against Xiao Xiao Zhenggong, so he can only go find an old friend.

Li Banfeng, where did you go?

You suffered so much, and you're just going to throw away such a large family business?

You should be reluctant, right?

He He Haiqin fumbled with the buttons of his hospital gown and found a hook on the button thread, contacting Ling Ling Miaoying.

"How is the newspaper office running?"

"The situation is not bad. The foundation left by Big Brother is good. Although it stopped publication for so long, it can still win back quite a few old customers."

"Very good," He He Haiqin praised, "Post a message for me."

Li Li Banfeng sat in the Leaving Suishenju, quietly watching the phonograph and Xiang Xiang Hongying.

Xiang Xiang Hongying had been steamed by steam for a long time and had also listened to Niangzi sing two songs.

Li Li Banfeng thought these two songs were very pleasant, but to Xiang Xiang Hongying, every lyric was like a whip, lashing her until her skin was torn and flesh was mangled.

Even so, she did not say a single word to Niangzi.

Xiang Xiang Hongying was not a spineless person; mere torture was of no use to her, a point Niangzi was also very clear about.

According to Li Li Banfeng's suggestion, it would be better to swallow Xiang Xiang Hongying's soul right here and hand the body over to Did Honglian for refining.

Did Honglian expressed deep agreement with this, but the phonograph refused.

There were some things she had to ask to the root of; this obsession made her very irritable, to the point where she wouldn't even let herself be oiled.

Li Li Banfeng always felt that having Xiang Xiang Hongying at home made him uncomfortable. After all, this woman was someone he had tricked using special means; whenever he saw her, he would always feel a bit guilty.

Since he felt guilty, he tried to look at her as little as possible. Li Li Banfeng lived very comfortably in Tiemenbao; food and drink were delivered to his door, and he could stroll around the wilderness at will, completing his traveling cultivator practice.

This day, after dinner, Li Li Banfeng was reading a novel in the residence when Wu Wu Yongchao ran in, sweating profusely: "Fort Master, I bought them."

"Bought what?"

"Newspapers, the ones you often mention."

Li Li Banfeng had the habit of reading newspapers, but the residential cultivators of Tiemenbao did not; they did not care about things outside the fort.

Wu Wu Yongchao noticed that Li Li Banfeng always bought newspapers to read and felt this was a very hard task, so today he wanted to run an errand for Li Li Banfeng.

To buy newspapers, Wu Wu Yongchao ran dozens of miles of mountain roads, missed two meals, and got lost several times in between, not knowing that for Li Li Banfeng, this was just going out for a stroll.

It wasn't a big deal, but Li Li Banfeng appreciated it. He spent money to hire the residential cultivator Li Li Zhijuan, who was particularly good at cooking, to prepare a few dishes and warm two pots of wine, treating Wu Wu Yongchao to dinner.

Wu Wu Yongchao wolfed down his food, while Li Li Banfeng flipped through the newspaper. A piece of news caught Li Li Banfeng's attention.

The Ling family and the Ma family were joining forces to reclaim wasteland in Xindi.

Major families reclaiming wasteland in Xindi was a very common thing, but the photo in this news made Li Li Banfeng very concerned.

In the photo, Ling Ling Miaoying and Ma Ma Chunting were posing for a picture on a plot of land. This plot was in Qiu Qiu Luoye's territory. Li Li Banfeng had been to this place; it was less than three miles away from Zhengjing Village.

If this plot were reclaimed by them, it would be just as disgusting as the situation when Lu Lu Xiaolan reclaimed wasteland back then.

It might even be a bit more disgusting, because the Ma family was involved here.

Zhengjing Village was a family business Li Li Banfeng had fought hard to establish and could not tolerate any threat from anyone.

Ling Ling Miaoying, are you deliberately forcing me to go back?

It seems I cannot avoid you, so I won't avoid you.

Ma Wu once said that the Ling family was a family of Kui cultivators, and the cultivation of the three brothers was not lower than the seventh layer.

Then let's count it as the seventh layer first.

I am a fifth-layer residential cultivator and a fourth-layer traveling cultivator, which adds up to the ninth layer. There is no need to fear the seventh layer.

The key is the Ma family.

What layer is Ma Wu's father?

I remember Ma Wu seemed to say he was an eighth-layer literary cultivator.

Eighth layer plus seventh layer is fifteenth layer.

No problem, I can fight them in two batches!

Li Li Banfeng knew that layers couldn't be added or subtracted so simply, but he had to rush back to Zhengjing Village. Even if he couldn't beat Ma Ma Chunting and Ling Ling Miaoying, he had to fight a battle.

Even if he lost the fight, Li Li Banfeng didn't have to worry; in that territory, he had a retreat, a retreat that others could hardly reach.

Before leaving, he divided the 800,000 silver dollars into two parts. He took 200,000 with him and left the remaining 600,000 in Tiemenbao, letting Wu Wu Yongchao be responsible for looking after it.

He trusted Tiemenbao, and he trusted this brother.

If there were any changes in the future, he could return to Tiemenbao to take refuge.

If Tiemenbao encountered any changes, they could also use this money for emergencies.

Li Li Banfeng set off that very night, which scared Wu Wu Yongchao to death.

"Fort Master, I went out to buy newspapers, why are you leaving? If I had known, I wouldn't have gone..."

Li Li Banfeng looked at Wu Wu Yongchao and exhorted: "At any time, you must remember three things; you must never forget them:

Tiemenbao only has one Fort Master, and his name is Fort Master,

No matter where he is, he is your Fort Master,

No matter if he is dead or alive, he is your Fort Master!

Do you remember?"

Wu Wu Yongchao remembered, and Tiemenbao remembered.

Their Fort Master was called Fort Master, and this group of residential cultivators never forgot it for the rest of their lives.

Li Li Banfeng arrived at Peach Huahu, first left his clothes in the Leaving Suishenju, jumped in naked, wandered around the bottom of the lake for a long time, drilled out of the water, and arrived in a vast wilderness.

Returning to the Leaving Suishenju to wipe his body dry, Li Li Banfeng was putting on his clothes when Xiang Xiang Hongying suddenly spoke: "Were you naked when you came in just now?"

The phonograph was stunned: "Bitch, you can see?"

Xiang Xiang Hongying sneered: "I can't see, I smelled it."

"You can even smell this?" The phonograph sprayed steam and shouted sternly, "Have you gone crazy wanting a man?"

"I want a man, what does that have to do with you?"

"First tell me why you harmed me back then?"

"I refuse to say. Kill or carve me, I am at your disposal."

"Bitch, when you get beaten in a moment, don't cry!"

The familiar drama was staged again. Li Li Banfeng was too lazy to watch more and hurried back to the wilderness. Following Yao Lao's map, he flew and ran all the way, taking less than a day to reach Qiu Qiu Luoye's territory.

Walking to the location in the news photo, Li Li Banfeng did not see any wasteland reclaimers, nor did he see the plot of land glowing.

What kind of situation is this?

Is the news fake?

Is someone plotting against me?

Li Li Banfeng did not feel surprised; the newspaper that published this news belonged to the Ling family.

He stood on the plot of land and looked around. Lu Lu Xiaolan was hiding on her own plot of land and had already heard his voice.

"Mom, he's here."

Zhuo Zhuo Yuling hid in the jungle and asked Lu Lu Xiaolan through the hook on her clothing belt: "Is it appropriate to take action now?"

"Don't rush. He is walking in your direction. Wait until he enters the trap before taking action."

Li Li Banfeng walked in the direction of Zhengjing Village. After walking a hundred steps or so, he suddenly felt in the mood and sang an old song:

"Beat the drums slowly and beat the gongs slowly, stop the gongs and drums to listen to the singing. I won't sing about all sorts of idle gossip, today I will sing about the eighteen..."

The simple little tune reached Lu Lu Xiaolan's ears. Lu Lu Xiaolan felt sharp pain in her eardrums, and blood flowed out along her ear canals.

Burying a hook here to plot against me?

You're lucky you didn't meet Niangzi!

PS: This little tune is quite simple. Dear readers, sing along with Yumian Shala.

(End of chapter)