An Xin leisurely walked out of the villa, her beautiful face calm. The massacre just now seemed to have no effect on her at all. Perhaps, to her, it was not a massacre at all, but a few ants being squished to death.

  An Xin did not walk very fast; her walking speed looked no different from an ordinary girl's. After leaving the villa and walking for about two hundred meters, she suddenly seemed to have sensed something and slightly frowned. Then, she stopped, turned around, and raised her head to look at the sky in the distance.

  In the air, a figure shot over like a meteor. It instantly landed in front of her, and turned out to be a man in a green robe.

  An Xin wanted to speak, but she suddenly felt an incredibly powerful consciousness pressing down on her, causing her to be unable to move instantly. Her expression couldn't help but change drastically, and her beautiful face also suddenly became somewhat pale.

  "Junior Brother Nie, what are you doing?" An Xin spoke with difficulty.

  "Answer my question honestly, or you will be destroyed in body and soul!" This green-robed man was Nie Zixiong. He coldly looked at An Xin, his tone was even colder. Obviously, he no longer had the patience to beat around the bush.

  "What do you want to know?" An Xin's pretty face was already covered in sweat.

  "You are Su Wushuang?" Nie Zixiong coldly asked.

  "Su Wushuang is dead. I am calling for peace of mind." An Xin gradually calmed down, "Calm down, calm down, calm down."

  "Where are the other two?" What happened? " Nie Zixiong continued to ask.

  "When we left the spell formation, an accident happened. Three of us died on the spot, and the two of them were only at the Aurous Core stage, so they died in body and spirit. My nascent soul barely managed to escape, and luckily we got this body, so it became like this." An Xin calmly said: "Junior Brother Nie, I don't know what you want to do, and I don't know what your purpose is, but I want to tell you, no matter what you want to do, I will not affect you. The old Su Wushuang no longer exists, from now on, I will only feel at ease, I will continue to live in this world."

  "So it's possession!" A light flashed across Nie Zixiong's eyes, "You did remind me of something!"

  An Xin did not say anything, and she was still unable to move. Naturally, she was unable to resist as well. She could only silently stand there, waiting for Nie Zixiong to judge her life and death.

  "You like this world?" Nie Zixiong looked at An Xin, his tone was no longer as cold.

  "I like life here." An Xin replied.

  "You just reminded me of one thing, and that counts as a favor to me." Nie Zixiong slowly said, "I won't kill you, but you have to do something for me."

  "What is it?" An Xin did not hesitate to ask. She was very clear that with her current cultivation level, she had no chance of winning against Nie Zixiong and didn't even have the chance to escape. So, if she wanted to live, she had to listen to him.

  "I want you to investigate someone." Nie Zixiong slowly said.

  West Metropolitan Police Department.

  "Director Peng, how did you do that?" Ding Zifeng went into a rage at the city police chief, Peng Zhongwan, "I want them to go to jail. Everyone go to jail for me!"

  Ding Zifeng, who had just been scared to the point of incontinence, suddenly rushed to the police station after he changed his clothes. It had to be said, this guy was quite shameless.

  "Mr. Ding, don't be so agitated yet. Don't be so agitated. About this, we have to consider this matter carefully……" Peng Zhongwan advised Ding Zifeng while laughing.

  "Director Peng, don't try this on me. Just a word, are you going to arrest him or not?" Ding Zifeng looked angrily at Peng Zhongwan. This old man who looked like Maitreya Buddha had given him a perfunctory reply for more than ten minutes. He could no longer bear it any longer and no longer had the slightest bit of patience.

  "Well, Mr. Dink, we can't do that yet." Peng Zhongwan laughed along with him as he spoke, but in his heart, he was cursing. Wasn't this little bastard the daughter of the deputy mayor? He, Peng Zhongwan, was the director with real power. Even the mayor would give him some face. Did this little bastard really take him for a dish?

  "Why not?" Ding Zifeng bellowed, "This old man will pay a few million tax every month, is that how I raise you idle people?"

  "Mr. Ding, why don't you ask Vice Mayor Wu?" Although Peng Zhongwan's mental fortitude was good, he could not bear it any longer. "If Deputy Mayor Wu says we can catch him, then we will."

  "Alright, I'll ask him right away!" Ding Zifeng glared hatefully at Peng Zhongwang. This grudge had been formed.

  After exiting the bureau chief's office, Ding Zifeng immediately took out his phone and dialed a number. Naturally, it was not to call deputy mayor Wu, but the daughter of deputy mayor Wu, his girlfriend, Jiajia.

  "Jiajia, are you feeling better now?" As soon as the call connected, Ding Zifeng's voice became gentler. Wu Jiajia fainted due to fright and was sent to the hospital for medical examination. Although she had already woken up, she was still observing.

  "Zifeng, I'm fine, where are you?" Wu Jiajia's weak voice came over the phone.

  "I'm in the police station, but that old bastard Peng Zhongwan is actually unwilling to arrest him!" Ding Zifeng said angrily.

  "Zifeng, forget it, I called my father. He said to let us suffer this loss, or else we might have to suffer a greater loss." Wu Jiajia said in a low voice.

  "What?" Ding Zifeng's expression couldn't help but change, "Your father actually said that? "What is the background of that woman?"

  "My dad doesn't know what kind of background that woman has, but he said that he can't offend the man that is with her. He seems to be a son of a Venerable family from Beijing, right?" Wu Jiajia had obviously asked her father the same question.

  "From Beijing?" Ding Zifeng sneered, "I don't care if he is a son of a noble family or not, this is not the capital. If he provokes me, I will make him unable to return. Since the police are unwilling to arrest him, then I will do it myself!"

  "Zifeng, how about we forget about it?" There was a trace of unease in Wu Jiajia's voice.

  "Jiajia, can you do me another favor? Ask me his name and where he lives now." Ding Zifeng had always been a vengeful person, and naturally refused to give up.

  "Then, alright." Wu Jiajia agreed.

  An old man sat in the living room of a villa in the western part of the city. Opposite the old man was a man in his thirties, making tea for the old man.

  The old man had a head full of white, but his spirit was quite good. His pair of eyes were abnormally deep, and the man in his thirties had an unremarkable appearance, but those eyes also gave people a fierce feeling.

  "Uncle Li, have some tea." The man in his thirties was extremely respectful to the old man.

  The old man took the tea, took a sip, and then put it down, "Ah Hao, the situation has been tense for a while, keep a low profile and try not to cause any trouble."

  "Understood, Uncle Li. I will instruct them." Ah Hao nodded.

  Uncle Li nodded his head, "Ah Hao, I have always been at ease with you doing things, but you are still young, young, and your anger is always great. Uncle Li nodded his head," Ah Hao, I have always been at ease at your affairs, but you are still young, and your anger is always great, and your young man.

  "Uncle Li, what are you saying? You are only seventy years old. I believe you can live a hundred years. " A Hao quickly said.

  "Enough, in this day and age, how many people can live for a hundred years? Being able to live to seventy is my longevity. " Uncle Li waved his hand. "Ah Hao, in our business, it's not easy to live to my age. If you want to live a long life, you have to know when to advance and when to retreat!"

  "Uncle Li, I will remember your teachings." Ah Hao continued to nod.

  At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

  "Come in." Ah Hao shouted.

  The door opened and a tall and sturdy youth walked in: "Uncle Li, Brother Hao"

  "Hu Zi, what's the matter?" Ah Hao frowned slightly, "I don't know, am I accompanying Uncle Li to drink tea?"

  "Hao-ge, Ding Zifeng called and asked us to help him deal with two people." The burly teenager answered.

  "You guys can handle this kind of matter by yourselves. It's not like you've never done it before, just don't kill yourself." Ah Hao was a little impatient.

  "Hao-ge, one of those two is called Xia." The burly teenager said in a low voice.

  "Who cares if it's summer or winter … What? Summer? " At first, Ah Hao didn't know what to say, but when he thought of the name, his expression changed, "Which summer? Was it the genius doctor from a while ago, who issued the order, Summer? "

  "Hao-ge, I'm not sure if it's him yet. I didn't dare to make the decision on my own, so I came to ask you." The burly teenager quickly said.

  "Let's investigate this matter first!" Ah Hao's face turned ugly, "Remember, you have to be careful not to get caught in the summer!"

  "Yes, Brother Hao, I'll go investigate right now" The burly teenager responded and quickly left.

  "Wait a moment." Without waiting for the burly teenager to leave, Ah Hao shouted again, "Don't check it yourself. Tell Ding Zifeng to bring the photo."

  "Yes, Brother Hao." The burly teenager responded.

  "In addition, inform everyone that these few days are for me to settle down. In addition, send photos of the summer to everyone's cell phones so they can recognize the person and avoid him. If they can't avoid it, be polite to him. Do you remember?" Ah Hao was obviously very nervous about this.

  "Got it, bro Hao, I'll do it right away" The burly teenager nodded.

  "Alright, you can go now." Ah Hao waved his hand.

  After the burly teenager left, Ah Hao looked at Uncle Li and said uneasily, "Uncle Li, don't be angry. It's not that I'm timid, or that I want to embarrass you. It's just that this summer, I really can't afford to offend you …"

  Uncle Li waved his hand, interrupting Ah Hao's words, "No, Ah Hao, you did well. This is what I told you before. If you want to live for a long time, you must know when to advance and when to retreat. Do not provoke anyone you cannot."

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