Sun Xu and Zhu Lin were eating in the restaurant when their cell phone rang and they looked to see it was Luo Gen.
Just in time to ask how things went yesterday, Sun Xu picked up the phone. Logan on the other side was also a little surprised. Originally, he was just giving it a try to see if Brother Xu had come out of seclusion.
After hearing the inquiry, he quickly told the information he knew in detail without omitting anything.
In order to avoid making mistakes in my description, I also asked He Yun next to me and Chen Qingyun across from me to make sure there were no mistakes.
Something seemed wrong. After Sun Xu and the others left the police station yesterday, they basically had nothing to do with this matter. Today, they were going to visit He Yun's best friend. After all, they were also frightened yesterday.
Chen Qingyun stopped by to find his girlfriend to comfort his wounded heart.
Basically, they didn't know what happened next. They just knew that Feng Hui was going to the branch today to inquire about the news. What the result would be was unknown.
He frowned. Because he was having dinner with Zhu Lin, Sun Xu didn't call him in person. He waited until after the meal to find someone to ask.
The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn’t stop!
Although He Dingguo from the He family said he was angry, he could not do anything about the matter. After all, the arrangements had been made by the superiors. He was the Minister of Public Security and could not be called a national leader.
In addition, he himself also felt that the matter was almost settled so far. After all, Master Sun's people did not suffer any loss. Although Lin Xiong was seriously injured, the disciple of Tianwang Hall directly lost his life.
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Relatively speaking, Master Sun still took advantage.
As for those students, they had only known each other for a few months. It was hard for He Dingguo to believe that a figure like Master Sun could have any feelings for a few students.
It's just a whim. If they have nothing to do, they probably won't pursue it.
With this thought, He Dingguo began to consider how to suppress this matter according to the instructions above.
If we insist on rectifying it, the entire capital police station will probably undergo a major cleanup, which will cause panic and not a few people will die.
If he doesn't move, then only one person will be sacrificed, Deputy Director Zhang. He has no backers and no background, so he seems to be a good target.
What made him still hesitant was that Deputy Director Zhang was found by his nephew He Lingfeng. If he was sacrificed like this, the He family's reputation would undoubtedly be hit.
It was simply a headache-inducing choice. Under this situation, He Dingguo himself was a little annoyed. Why would these monks interfere with these things if they don't engage in their own practice every day?
It is okay to complain in his heart, but neither Master Sun nor the Ten Directions Heavenly King Palace can be offended by him. He knows how powerful the latter is. If he dares to do anything about the former, General He will directly interrupt him.
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So far, the person most involved in this matter is He Lingfeng.
Naturally, he was particularly concerned about it. All the news gathered here made him feel angry and a little sad at the same time. Unfortunately, he was also powerless because he had no say in the family.
With some guilt, I called Lin Ran and told him what happened here.
After getting this news, Lin Ran knew in his heart that Feng Hui might be in trouble. Fortunately, the master has been released from seclusion now, so even if he encounters trouble, it won't be a big trouble.
After asking some specific questions, I hung up the phone. This young man from the He family is not bad.
Sun Xu was planning to ask someone about the situation after dinner, but before the food was served, a call came from the eldest disciple. He smiled at Zhu Lin and picked up the phone casually.
The smile on his face gradually faded, and he agreed from time to time. Lin Ran didn't ask any more questions. After explaining the matter, he expressed his concerns and hung up the phone.
At the entrance of the Heavenly King's Palace, Feng Hui, several martial arts masters, and a Golden elixir monk fought for more than an hour. Although his body was scarred, it was estimated that it would be impossible to take him down for a while.
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On the other hand, there were a few people with unclear injuries in the Heavenly King Palace. Feng Hui was not gentle, he just went with all his strength, like the scar-faced monk who had one ear cut off, it was good luck.
There was also someone who had half of his arm burned directly by Feng Hui's heavenly fire. It is estimated that unless his strength reaches the Nascent Soul stage, there is no hope of recovery.
But there are only a few people on the entire earth who can grow to the Nascent Soul stage, so this means that this person will be disabled for the rest of his life, provided that he can live to the second half of his life.
"Senior brother, I have many dreams during the long nights!"
Inside the Heavenly King's Hall, there is a monk wearing brown robes. He looks to be in his forties, with a red face and a smile. If it weren't for his two snow-white eyebrows, he would really be regarded as a middle-aged man.
What about the young people?
The one who is called senior brother also looks like a middle-aged man, a real middle-aged man, with a light beard, deep eyes, and a resolute face. If you pull him out, he will probably drive countless fans crazy.
The master of the Ten Heavenly Kings Hall, the Central Heavenly King who ranks first among the Ten Heavenly Kings, Fudo Monk.
"Then suppress it!" Monk Fudo said calmly, and disappeared on the top of the palace in a flash, leaving only a few people.
The smiling monk was still smiling. Three to five hundred meters away, he stretched out a fat hand and squeezed it gently with one hand. The spiritual energy of the world around him surged up.
Feng Hui instantly felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire. It was very difficult to move. The enemy would not miss this opportunity, and several attacks fell on Feng Hui.
When faced with a sneak attack by an expert, Feng Hui had no power to resist and couldn't even dodge. A large mouthful of blood spurted out.
His left arm had been chopped off at the same ragtag, and his robe was in tatters, as if he was wearing a beggar's costume. There were large areas of blood stains everywhere.
His body fell heavily to the ground, and he opened his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing the soil on the ground purple.
His eyes gradually became confused, and the cold wind swept across the ground, causing Feng Hui to wake up instantly. A circle of people came around, with either cruel or arrogant smiles on their faces.
"What? Are you still awesome or not?"
"I've never seen you looking for death so much, daring to cause trouble in our Heavenly King's Palace!"
"Whenever one of us, the kings of the ten directions, comes out randomly, he will beat you like a dog. You really don't know how to live or die!"
When they said this, the scarred monk and the goatee monk looked ugly. They were also the two lowest ranked among the kings of the ten directions, so these words were a slap in their faces.
One foot stepped heavily on Feng Hui's chest. With a face full of mockery, he slowly squatted down and spat hard on Feng Hui's face: "Ask your master to save you, isn't it?"
Are you awesome? Do you have the guts to come to the Heavenly King's Palace? What kind of turtle grandson thing is this?"
These people claim to be monks, but they speak dirty words. They don't have the temperament of Buddhist disciples at all, but they look like hooligans.
As soon as he finished speaking, more people suddenly appeared around him, and a voice that was colder than the cold wind in winter sounded in the other person's ears: "As you wish, I'm here?" (To be continued)