45: C45 Returning to His Hometown

C45 Returning to His Hometown

And naturally wouldn't do such a law-breaking thing.

However, he still had to be killed.

Given Xie Guodong's character, Hee Feng understood that even if he let Xie Guodong go now, he wouldn't feel any gratitude towards him.

On the contrary, it would only increase the hatred between them. At this time, the root of the root would be removed, and there would definitely be endless troubles in the future.

Therefore, Hee Feng did not hesitate.

Since you want my life first, then I'll take your life first.

Blood for blood, teeth for teeth. This is what a normal person should do.

Those guys who clamored to repay kindness with kindness were only doing it because it didn't happen to them.

However, when killing someone, one absolutely could not do it personally.

After all, even though Hee Feng was a Cultivator, the rules of the secular world were merely child's play to him.

However, he still had to abide by them. After all, he still had to live in secular world.

Therefore, the dirty and tiring work of killing people naturally had to be handed over to someone else.

As for Green Hair and the others who had fainted, they were suitable to do such a thing.

"Sorry, this time, I have to take your life" Hee Feng whispered into Xie Guodong's ear.

Xie Guodong was not a hero. He did not have the courage to die. Instead, he peed his pants.

Pieces and urine were all over the floor.

It gave off a foul smell, causing Hee Feng to hurriedly step aside and use the Genuine Qi to filter the air.

A large amount of mental energy poured out and entered the minds of the few unconscious people.

A few green-haired subordinates slowly climbed down from the car.

They picked up the dagger that Hee Feng threw into the carriage.

Slowly, like walking corpses, they walked in front of Xie Guodong.

The sound of the dagger stabbing into flesh could be heard continuously. Xie Guodong's blood was all over the ground.

But he still stood there, and didn't even make a sound.

Hee Feng's spiritual energy pressured his opponent to the point that even if he was about to die, he could not make a sound.

His life force was slowly fading away.

Not long after, Xie Guodong, who had suffered a great deal of pain, gradually lost his breath.

After that, he no longer had to bear the pressure of Hee Feng's mental energy.

With a plop, he fell to the ground, making the last sound he made in this world.

At this time, Hee Feng also canceled his control over Green Hair's subordinates.

They also scattered and fell beside Xie Guodong.

Their hands were still tightly holding onto the dagger.

Patting the dust off his hands, Hee Feng used the Genuine Qi to wipe away all traces of what he had done here, then swaggered away.

He didn't kill them, it was just that simple.

No matter how the police investigated, they couldn't stab Hee Feng in the head.

Because that didn't make sense.

...

After leaving the warehouse, he ran the Genuine Qi and his legs started to run like a wind stove.

He left this place of trouble.

Then, he returned to the city and stopped a random taxi.

Hee Feng first went to the fast food restaurant to retrieve all the things he had left there.

The staff of the fast food restaurant did not make things difficult for Hee Feng. After investigating the surveillance camera, they returned the things to him.

With the things, Hee Feng drove to the bus station.

He bought a ticket to his hometown.

After a while, the car at the side went back home.

Hee Feng saw the scenery outside the window that was quickly pulled away.

Looking at the city that was gradually disappearing into the distance, Hee Feng thought to himself. He hoped that everything would end with him leaving.

After making a phone call, it was Hee Lingling who answered the call. Chen Guixiang still did not like to use her phone.

After telling Hee Lingling that he was going back, Hee Feng briefly told her about the things that he had done in the past few days, saving a lot of things that he should not have said.

Then he hung up the phone.

At this moment, Hee Feng's phone rang.

When he heard the ringtone, Hee Feng, who had just closed his eyes, quickly picked up his phone. He thought it was Hee Lingling.

But when he saw the name on the caller ID.

Hee Feng hesitated.

Should he answer this call or not?

The name on the screen was Liu Qingyan.

When they came, they saw that Hee Feng already had a phone, and the two of them exchanged phone numbers.

"Hey, young man, pick up your phone." An old man sitting in front of him said.

The ringing of the phone was quite noisy.

He smiled at the old man.

After hesitating for a moment, Hee Feng chose to answer.

"Hello, Sister Yan."

"Hee Feng, why did you only answer the phone?"

"Hee Feng, where are you now?" On the other side of the phone, Liu Qingyan asked anxiously.

"I'm on the bus heading home. What's going on? Sister Yan. " Hee Feng smiled and asked as if nothing had happened.

" I'm fine. " Liu Qingyan, who was on the opposite side, felt relieved and said.

She had just received the news that Xie Guodong had left the house in a hurry an hour ago.

This made her worry about Hee Feng's safety.

After knowing that Hee Feng was fine, Liu Qingyan relaxed her uneasy heart.

She said softly and earnestly, "Hee Feng, remember, if you are fine in the future, always run to the provincial capital."

Hearing this, Hee Feng could not help but smile.

He knew that she was worried about his safety, so he obediently said, "Got it, Sister Yan."

On the other end of the phone, Liu Qingyan heard that this time, Hee Feng wasn't stubborn and said that he wanted to solve the problem before going back.

She was completely relieved.

How could she have known that in this short day, Hee Feng had already gotten rid of all the trouble.

The two of them chatted for a while longer before hanging up the phone.

At around 5: 00 PM, the bus finally arrived at the small town.

After sitting on the bus for a few hours, although he wasn't tired, Hee Feng's spirit was still somewhat dispirited.

After taking a few breaths of fresh air.

Hee Feng took out his phone and called the cab driver who had taken the bus last time.

"Hello, is this Master Zhao?"

"Yes, I am."

The old man asked. "Are you still going to run away from Hee Village?" Hee Feng asked.

When Master Zhao heard the name of Hee Village, he immediately remembered who it was.

He quickly said, "It's you!"

"Of course I ran, but it's still the same price as last time, five hundred dollars." The taxi driver said.

Hee Feng had just earned a hundred million, so he naturally wouldn't care about this small amount of money.

Thus, he reported the location and waited for the taxi driver to arrive.

Master Zhao was obviously very interested in such a forthright customer.

After a while, he drove a taxi over.

They were very familiar with each other. This time, when he saw Hee Feng carrying big and small bags, the driver hurriedly got out of the car and mentioned it to him.

He asked, "Where did you come back from this time?"0

"The provincial capital." Hee Feng said.

After walking on the rugged mountain road for more than an hour, Hee Feng saw the familiar village through the window.

Hee Village, I'm back, Hee Feng thought.

As soon as he entered the mountain, he felt a sense of familiarity. This might be the feeling of home.

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