Recommended: In the dead of night in Chengdu, a Mercedes-Benz sedan was heading towards the city center.

  "It's good enough."

  The Taoist priest's face was flushed with excitement as he said, "You young fellow have a pair of skillful brushes."

  From the moment he got on the car until now, Zhen Feng Daoist has been praising Lin Xiao Feng nonstop.

  Can't help but boast? Zhen Feng Daoist slept for a while on the second floor, and when he came down, he was still worried that Lin Xiao Feng would mess things up.

  As a result, Gao Fu was treated like a living god, and everything he said was flattering.

  Lin Xiaofeng sat in the car and dryly laughed: "Give me the money, and this matter will be over."

  "Hey, isn't it just 5,000 yuan? Are you afraid I won't give it to you?" Zhang Feng Daoist smiled awkwardly: "However, my funds have been a bit tight lately. I'll get the money from Old Gao tomorrow and then I can give it to you."

  "Come over and get it when I call you," said Zhen Fengdao with a long laugh.

  Lin Xiaofeng nodded.

  Zhen Feng Dao Chang asked: "Come to think of it, after all this hustle and bustle, I still don't know what your name is."

  Lin Xiaofeng.

  "Lin Xiaofeng? Good name." Zhen Fengdao suddenly said: "I think you have talent, why not join my company? Earning tens of thousands a month is easy as pie."

  Huang Pangzi hastily asked: "Master Dao, do you think I have talent? If making money is like this, I'll come and learn from you to become a swindler too."

  "Hey, what's going on? Who's cheating now?"

  Zhen Feng glanced at Huang Baozi with a long white eye, but he was in a good mood and didn't bother to argue with Huang Baozi.

  He said: "Seriously, you two consider it, come work at my company."

  ”

  "Sorry, I won't be a swindler." Lin Xiaofeng refused.

  "Then..." The Taoist priest looked at Lin Xiaofeng and said, "Forget it, come to my company tomorrow to get the money."

  Zhenfeng Daoist sent them back to Chengdu Sports Academy and left a phone message saying: "Tomorrow after school, give me a call."

  After finishing speaking, he drove away.

  "When a fake Taoist priest can make so much money." Huang Pangzi swallowed his saliva and glanced at Lin Xiaofeng: "By the way, others' fake Taoist priests can make so much money, Xiaofeng, with your skills, how come you're still struggling like this?"

  "Why don't we just drop out of school and start a ghost-catching company instead?" said Huang Baozi.

  Lin Xiao Feng gave him a cold glance: "You really think this money is easy to earn? These scammers, if they encounter real trouble, their lives will be forfeit. It's considered a high-risk profession."

  Not to mention other places, just in Chengdu alone, there are dozens of large and small businesses that specialize in catching ghosts.

  These people, the majority are scammers, of course, there are also some who really have skills, but those with real skills are limited in their abilities. After all, if they were truly capable, who would come out to start a company and do business?

  Let's talk about a very simple truth, just like those street fortune tellers and geomancers, how many of them really have the real skills?

  If you really have skills, who would end up on the streets telling fortunes?

  Moreover, people who are good at this matter are basically honored guests of rich merchants or high-ranking officials.

  For example, Lin Xiaofeng, although he is not very old, whether it's Luo Director of Chongqing or this Housing Director of Chengdu, aren't they all very polite?

  Two people chatted casually as they returned to their dorm room.

  Unexpectedly, it was smashed to pieces in the dormitory.

  "Are we going the wrong way?"

  Lin Xiaofeng took a look at the doorplate and nodded, this was indeed their dormitory.

  How did it end up like this?

  "I'll go ask around."

  Huang Pangzi hastily knocked open the door of the neighboring dormitory and walked in.

  Lin Xiaofeng also followed in, thinking that the dormitory was smashed into that state, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but shake his head, what's going on here?

  It was already late at night and the people in the neighboring dormitory had long gone to sleep.

  Huang Pangzi often came and went with the people in this dormitory, asking: "Brothers, what's going on with our dormitory? Was it smashed?"

  This man slept dazedly, opened his eyes to see Huang Pangzi and Lin Xiaofeng, and then sat up and said: "You two are back late, something's happened, really big things have happened."

  "Who in our school is so arrogant? Doesn't he know this is Xiaofeng's dorm?" Huang Pangzi asked with a sneer.

  "This person shook his head: 'I'm not clear about what's going on either. It's not someone from our school, but rather someone from society.'"

  "I don't know what exactly happened, but they came in and started smashing things, and they even took Xu Xiangyang away. Liu Cang was also severely beaten and is now lying in the hospital."

  Lin Xiaofeng clenched his fists and turned around to leave after hearing this.

  "Which hospital is Old Liu in?"

  "Go quickly to the city hospital."

  "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner when I get back."

  After finishing speaking, Huang Pangzi hurriedly followed Lin Xiaofeng and said: "Xiaofeng, don't walk so fast."

  ”

  "Go to the hospital and ask Liu Cang what's going on." Lin Xiaofeng's eyebrows furrowed deeply.

  He vaguely felt that this matter would not be so simple.

  The two quickly arrived at the city hospital and found Liu Cang's bed.

  At this time, Liu Cang's half body was bandaged, but he was awake and watching TV.

  Liu Cangyi saw them come in and hastily said: "You're here? Something's happened to Xu Xiangyang."

  "Did you get beaten up that badly?"

  Huang Pangzi looked on with raised eyebrows and said: "Are those guys crazy? Have they called the police?"

  "Ah." Liu Cang sighed and said: "But I feel that calling the police is useless, those people seem to be specifically targeting Xiangyang."

  Lin Xiaofeng sat down on the edge of the bed and asked, "What's going on?"

  "I'm not sure about the details, but from what I heard from that group of people, it seems like Xu Xiangyang's father was running a coal mine poorly and suddenly went bankrupt. He borrowed high-interest loans from them, and then he hid, so they came to catch Xiangyang."

  "They also said that if I had any news about Xu Xiangyang's father, I could call them and they left me a phone number."

  Lin Xiaofeng took out his mobile phone: "What's your number?"

  Liu Cang hesitated for a moment, after all, this kind of thing should be handed over to the police, they don't care how you say it, just students, what can they do against that group of people?

  But after a moment's consideration, Liu Cang still said the phone number out loud.

  "I'm going out for a bit."

  Lin Xiaofeng arrived at the corridor and made a phone call.

  Soon, a hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello."

  "Was it you who took away Xu Xiangyang? He is my classmate." Lin Xiaofeng said: "Let him go."

  The person on the other end of the phone laughed and said: "To owe debt is to repay money, it's a heavenly principle. Letting him off easy? His father owes us 10 million, let his father pay back the money!"

  "What do you want?" Lin Xiaofeng frowned.

  "If I don't get paid for one day, I'll chop off one of his fingers. Once I've crippled his hand, if I'm in a good mood, I'll send him back to you."

  Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath: "You dare to try?"

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