Lü Fengrou and Li Changsheng both fell silent, their hearts unable to calm for a long time.
Zhang Haoran was a Genius among Geniuses, and he still carried so many secrets.
Yet, even like this, he had to desperately become stronger just to survive. And it seemed there wasn't much hope, otherwise, he wouldn't have such deep resentment.
The two were certain that Zhang Haoran would definitely be stronger than them in the future. If even he found it so difficult to survive, what about themselves?
What about their family and friends? Lü Fengrou looked at Li Changsheng.
Li Changsheng, however, was very carefree. Because he knew that he might have to go down to the Catacombs at any time.
Li Changsheng shook his head at Lü Fengrou. He reached out and took Zhang Haoran, saying, "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything.
I don't know anything. You'd best not know either. Some things, once known, might bring misfortune to more than just yourself.
Didn't you see, it's almost driven that child mad? So, just pretend nothing happened today, and don't ask anything in the future.
This boy, his body isn't good, he faints just like that. Alright, I'll take him back to my room."
With that, Li Changsheng carried Zhang Haoran downstairs with one hand. Before leaving, he also took his martial arts certificate.
Lü Fengrou stood rooted to the spot for a while longer, she felt that Li Changsheng's words made a lot of sense.
Just pretend nothing happened today, some things just thinking about them made one feel powerless.
Lü Fengrou also somewhat understood Zhang Haoran's unwillingness and resentment.
He was just emotionally unstable and mentally exhausted.
Not long after, he recovered somewhat. When Zhang Haoran woke up, he found himself lying on the sofa in the lounge room. His martial arts certificate was placed beside him.
Li Changsheng was leaning back in a chair, holding a wine gourd, occasionally taking a sip.
He didn't pay attention to Li Changsheng, only feeling a terrible headache. At this moment, he also made up his mind that he couldn't just rely on Fang Ping.
He would walk his own path. If he could participate in Fang Ping's storyline, he would, otherwise, he would let it go. Everything was to make way for his own Cultivation.
Perhaps things would be different after he became stronger. Just as he originally thought, if he really couldn't win, he would find someone.
But the prerequisite was that he needed money to hire people. And he had to be strong enough, otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to contact these people.
At this moment, Li Changsheng handed him a bottle of beer.
Zhang Haoran waved his hand, not planning to drink. He casually took out a top-grade Peiyuan Pill from his spatial ring and threw it into his mouth.
He closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling much better. He picked up his phone and called his Fourth Uncle: "Fourth Uncle, I'm going to start taking missions from the Detective Bureau, help me find someone to verify the First Rank missions released by the Detective Bureau, I'm just afraid of not finding anyone. Preferably those around Magic City.
Once you verify the mission and can find someone, notify me, and I'll go take the mission. Or you can have someone take the mission, and I'll go kill the target.
Also, prepare a repeating shotgun for me, and a handgun. Then, prepare more tear gas, flashbangs, smoke grenades, and a few hand grenades.
These are all to prevent the other party from having too many people or thermal weapons. My main purpose is to train myself. But finding people is too troublesome, doesn't our family have a security company? Okay, then I'll wait for your call, just notify me of the address directly."
Li Changsheng squinted at Zhang Haoran, and said irritably, "You are a Martial Artist, why carry so many thermal weapons? Why don't you carry a rocket launcher with you?"
He wasn't so polite to Li Changsheng anymore and said directly, "This is what my teacher told me to do. Better safe than sorry, what if the other party has guns? Do you know how to use hidden weapons? Teach me. What if the other party has several people, all with guns?
What should I do? Charge over and chop them? I'm only a First Rank, I probably would be shot into a sieve before I even charged over."
Li Changsheng nodded. He felt that Zhang Haoran's words made sense.
He originally thought he would have to wait a long time, but he didn't expect it to be long at all. Fourth Uncle's call came through.
Zhang Haoran curiously asked why it was so fast? The answer Fourth Uncle gave was that he had contacted his mother's subordinates. People in the Detective Bureau naturally knew which missions were reliable and which were not.
Since the leader's son wanted to do missions, they naturally had to find the missions with accurate information.
These missions were basically already confirmed, as was the other party's scope of activity. It was just a lack of manpower, and they were also left for Magic Martial Arts University students to practice.
Fourth Uncle also sent someone to drive a car and wait at the Magic Martial Arts University gate.
He hung up the phone and got up to leave.
Li Changsheng, however, stopped Zhang Haoran. He said with a smile, "How about it? Do you want this old man to back you up? I won't ask for much, just another gourd of wine."
Zhang Haoran really didn't have any well-bottled wine right now. All the wine was in those big jars.
He pushed Old Li away and said, "If I run, as long as it's not a Grandmaster, they won't catch me. If you're beside me, I won't be able to run."
Li Changsheng immediately understood his meaning. He had a life-saving method, but it was not suitable for use in front of others, except for dead people.
He arrived at the Magic Martial Arts University gate. As soon as he left the School gate, he saw someone walking towards him, and he also walked towards them.
This person's surname was Liu, and he was from the security company. After the two got into the car, he said, "The smoke grenades, flashbangs, and tear gas are all in the trunk. For the guns and grenades, you'll have to pick them up at the Detective Bureau. Although our company has them, they are all registered and filed. It's not convenient to take them out."
Zhang Haoran nodded and asked the other party for the car keys.
He drove to the Detective Bureau, and when he arrived, someone was already waiting for him.
He was first led into the office. The people from the Detective Bureau took out three folders and a small box and handed them to him.
Zhang Haoran took the folders, opened them, and saw three criminals, all currently in Xiaogang Village.
One of them was a murderer. He had been hiding in Xiaogang Village for some time. He was discovered by an informant, and after verification, he was still there.
The other two should both be from an evil School. But the two people didn't seem to belong to the same School, and both were expanding their disciples there.
Of these three people, the murderer was slightly more powerful, being a First Rank Peak.
The other two evil Cultivators. One was a First Rank high-stage, and one was a First Rank mid-stage.
Zhang Haoran saw that the locations of these three people could basically be determined. He directly took out his martial arts certificate and took on all three missions.
The murderer's address had been confirmed. So, naturally, he would deal with the murderer first.
The murderer lived alone, so going during the day was fine. He decided to go check it out first.
Back in the car, Zhang Haoran opened the small box. Inside were a handgun and a shotgun, with bullets next to them.
He drove to Xiaogang Village. He stopped the car a few hundred meters from the small courtyard where the target lived.
Zhang Haoran walked towards the small courtyard on foot, stopping when he was about 20 meters away from the courtyard.
He communicated with the Earth Divine Script in his mind and sensed the situation inside the small courtyard. The person was Cultivating, and there was only him in the courtyard.
In Zhang Haoran's perception, the other party's Qi and blood were at most 200 cal.
Then there was no need to wait until night to make a move.
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