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Chapter 170

Hu Feier looked confused and innocent.

"What is the thing that I shouldn't take? I don't remember what special thing I took. Could it be that pile of relics?"

Yang Haoran did not comment, the box of things was still scattered aside, and Yang Haoran walked straight over.

He squatted down and rummaged through the box, and quickly found a black object the size of a coin.

Hu Feier was already standing behind Yang Haoran, looking at him carefully and frowning.

"What is this? Looks like a badge?"

Yang Haoran stood up and looked back and forth at the things on his hands several times.

"It is indeed a badge, the badge of the mysterious organization that Liu Yan joined as you mentioned before.

Liu Yan did commit suicide, but she did it willingly before she died. In her opinion, it was a kind of sacrifice.

But she already knew the truth after she died, but it was too late, so she didn’t want anyone to make the same mistake again, and that person was dragged into it by her.”

Hu Feier clenched her pink fists and said through gritted teeth: "As expected, it's really abominable. That kind of evil organization should be uprooted!"

Yang Haoran held the badge in his hand and looked at Hu Feier.

"As for her long-cherished wish, it depends on your wishes. If you are willing to help her fulfill it, I can help.

If you don't want to, then stop here, anyway, you will be back to normal in the future."

Hu Feier looked at Yang Haoran with some confusion.

"If it's to save someone, of course I can't ignore it. After all, we have been friends for many years.

But why do you want to help? I feel so sorry that you can help me once."

"Haha, because I am a Taoist priest, and I am a Taoist priest from Xiaoxianguan with a sense of justice.

It's okay if you don't encounter this kind of bad thing. Once you encounter it, it's unbearable and unreasonable to ignore it.

Even if you choose to quit, I will investigate clearly and that kind of harmful organization should not exist."

Hu Feier frowned and hesitated for a moment.

"I won't quit. This can be regarded as seeking justice for Liu Yan. Who does she want me to go to?"

"A woman named Jiao Jingjing, from what I heard, you should know her."

Hu Feier was startled, then nodded.

"I do know her, but I'm not very close to her.

Liu Yan used to work in an art studio, and Jiao Jingjing was her colleague and opened an art training class. We met twice."

Yang Haoran nodded: "Jiao Jingjing was dragged in by Liu Yan, but it didn't last as long as Liu Yan.

Liu Yan regrets it very much and wants you to tell her and ask her to withdraw immediately."

Hu Feier nodded, and then looked at Yang Haoran with confusion.

"Do you know what organization they joined? Why are they so scary?"

"A group called Sanshenghua should be controlled by high-level spiritual beings behind it.

In fact, Liu Yan was indeed sacrificed. After she committed suicide, most of her life energy would be fed back to the spiritual beings behind the Sanshenghua in a special way.

Then Liu Yan was abandoned, and she would be miserable even in the spiritual world."

Hu Feier's face was livid, she clenched her fists and said, "It's so hateful. When are we going to find Jiao Jingjing?"

Yang Haoran spread his hands: "It's useless to worry about this kind of thing. Let's wait until dawn tomorrow."

"Why didn't we choose to call the police?"

Yang Haoran said speechlessly: "What's the reason to call the police? It's all a matter of mutual consent. No one will care about this kind of thing." Jinsha

Hu Feier remained silent, but Yang Haoran was right.

"Then what are you going to do tonight?"

Without the strange threat, Hu Fei'er immediately shifted her focus, and Yang Haoran also became the target that should be guarded against.

Yang Haoran waved his hands and grabbed Hu Feier, who was so frightened that Hu Feier quickly crossed her arms and jumped back.

"What do you want to do? I am not just any woman."

"It's like I'm just a random man. You're such a grown-up person, so I just want to sleep with you for the night.

Anyway, I don't dislike you. You don't have to think about it, I'm not interested in you.

I admire you authors the most, you don’t know what to think about all day long, especially female authors, they are so filthy.”

Hu Feier kept grinding her teeth. If she hadn't considered the issue of combat effectiveness, she would have wanted to beat Yang Haoran right now.

What does it mean to be uninterested? Sister, I am fair-skinned, beautiful, and have long legs. I am very attractive, right?

If Yang Haoran knew Hu Feier's thoughts, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

You are afraid that others will have bad ideas, but you are also afraid that others will not have any ideas. What kind of contradictory thoughts are there?

After a night of silence, Yang Haoran slept in the living room, and was woken up by Hu Feier the next day.

"Hey, wake up. I just prepared breakfast for you. Get up and eat."

Yang Haoran opened his eyes and saw Hu Feier standing in front of him with her hands on her hips, and couldn't help but grin.

Needless to say, Hu Feier is indeed a beauty, especially now that she is still wearing semi-transparent pajamas, which makes people even more imaginative.

"Haha, why does it feel like my wife is asking her husband to get up? She has something to eat when she wakes up, and she is such a considerate wife."

Hu Feier pouted: "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up and get down to business."

For some reason, Hu Feier's cheeks had two extra blushes, and she seemed a little shy.

She was in a pretty good mood. She didn't have any nightmares last night and slept until dawn. It seemed that Yang Haoran was really capable.

Especially the way that guy sleeps seems a little alluring!

In fact, if you look closely, Yang Haoran is also a bit handsome.

But Hu Feier quickly shook his head vigorously. How could he have such thoughts? It was too scary.

Hu Feier's breakfast is actually very simple, just a few pieces of Western pastries and hot milk.

After the two of them finished eating, they went downstairs and drove Yang Haoran's car out of the community.

Jiao Jingjing is a local, but because she runs art training classes, she rarely goes home and lives in a rented classroom.

"Jiao Jingjing teaches children around ten years old, and there are about a dozen students.

Today is a holiday, and it happens to be the time when the children should go to class."

Along the way, Hu Feier introduced the details about Jiao Jingjing to Yang Haoran.

Jiao Jingjing and Liu Yan are not only good friends, but also classmates at the Academy of Fine Arts.

Jiao Jingjing usually trains her children during holidays, and usually takes some advertising orders, so her small life can be considered nourishing.

Yang Haoran's car parked under an old office building, and he walked into the office building under the leadership of Hu Feier.

The studio that Jiao Jingjing rented was on the third floor. The two of them walked up the stairs without using the elevator.

Before leaving the stairs, I heard a chaotic noise in the corridor on the third floor outside.

After listening to a few words, Yang Haoran's face hardened, and he walked a few steps to the corridor on the third floor.

At the door of Jiao Jingjing's studio, five people were blocking the door, looking very anxious, and some were even cursing.


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