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Chapter 69: The Ninth Rank Spiritual Root That Is Equal to Nothing [Seeking Monthly Tickets, Investment]

After Jiang Ming entered the police station, he quickly found Police Officer Zhang and Police Officer Lin. These two were still compiling reports today. A very horrifying incident was turned into a police film of a battle of wits and courage by the two of them.

"Brother Ming, how come you have time to come to the police station?"

Seeing Officer Jiang Minglin was very surprised and spoke very politely.

Jiang Ming was his savior. If Jiang Ming hadn't helped him, he would be completely dead now.

"It's just a little thing... that's how it is."

Jiang Ming briefly mentioned the incident of the gangsters hacking people.

"That's not our business, but we can ask for you. When the time comes, we still need to handle it in a fair and impartial manner."

When Officer Lin heard that it was just such a small matter, he took everyone directly to the Criminal Intelligence Department. Cases like this were very common in Hong Kong at that time, and there were many of them.

Soon, the result came out. When Axiang was chopping Sangbo, he was seen by two policemen who were patrolling. Moreover, Sangbo was also seriously injured.

He was directly sentenced to five years, which is the same situation as the original plot.

"Who is he?"

Wei Jixiang felt displeased when he saw Jiang Ming for the first time. He remembered that he seemed to have vaguely seen this person last night.

"His name is Amin, he's Rubi's friend, he knows someone here and brought us here."

Ah Chan said with tears in her eyes.

She is about to be a widow for five years. How can she not be sad?
Moreover, Wei Jixiang was bent on making a name for himself, but in the end, instead of becoming a real boss, he got infiltrated, leaving them an orphan and a widow. What should they do?

"Officer Lin, Officer Zhang, this is my friend Xiaohong. Please leave your home phone number or the police station number for her. If she encounters any problems, she can call you directly."

Jiang Ming didn't hesitate and prepared to help Xiaohong get some connections, as he didn't want her bar to be taken away.

"Is that so? No problem, Sister Hong. If you run into any trouble in the future, just call us. This is my phone number. I'm the leader of the Serious Crime Unit. You can just call me A-Lin."

Officer Lin said politely.

A capable person like Jiang Ming must be befriended, or even curry favor with, but who can guarantee that he won't encounter messy cases again when he handles cases in the future?
"Officer Lin, you're too polite."

Xiaohong was extremely surprised. She really didn't expect that Jiang Ming, who was wearing a security uniform, actually had someone at the Wan Chai District Police Station. It could be seen that the other party was very polite.

On the other side, Police Officer Zhang quickly gave Xiaohong his home landline phone and his mobile phone, very politely.

In the distance, Ah Xiang, who was being taken away, saw this scene and said nothing. He knew Rubi's situation very well. He opened a bar alone and was often harassed by gangsters. With him watching over it, nothing would happen. If he went to jail, it would be hard to say.

Also, Rubi and Achan are best friends. When he goes to jail in the future, it will be up to her to take care of Achan. He has already said what he needs to say just now. He has entrusted Achan and his son to her.

After doing all this, Jiang Ming said goodbye in a hurry. He still had things to do today, and he also had to buy some brain-boosting medicine to try to strengthen it and see if it could improve his mental strength.

By this time, it was already around 11:20 in the morning.

Jiang Ming first went home to check and found that Yunyun had left him a letter and had left. She said that she was going to see her only relative, her aunt, and if she was unhappy, she would come back, and then she hoped that Jiang Ming would not drive her away.

In addition, she had also decided that no matter what, she would take Uncle Feng as her master, because she found that this world was different from the world she knew before, and she wanted to help Jiang Ming.

After reading the letter, Jiang Ming felt relieved. He knew the original plot and what the situation was with Yunyun's aunt. That place was not suitable for Yunyun at all and she would definitely come back.

Jiang Ming took a shower and changed into clean clothes, this time a suit and tie. He thought he might ask for leave and go back to Dongpingzhou with Uncle Feng.

Now, as a security guard, I can work part-time and take two days off without any problem.

When the time was right, this security guard quit his job.

When Jiang Ming arrived at Dr. Lin's house, it was time for dinner, so he naturally had another meal.

"I heard from Yunyun that you went out last night. How come you ran into something unclean again?"

Uncle Feng asked while eating.

“There is a place, but I haven’t been there. It’s in the northwest corner, the abandoned Dreamland.

Last night, a friend of mine was involved in a fight between a group of gangsters, and I had to go over to help. "

Jiang Ming said, "Brother Ming, has the matter been dealt with?"

A-Lian is interested in this kind of thing. Girls of her age like yellow hair.

"There was a stupid kid who hacked someone to protect his boss and sent himself to jail, leaving behind his wife and a three-year-old child. It was so pitiful. I have always hated those gangsters and hooligans who do nothing all day long. They are simply social garbage.

A Lian, don’t be interested in these things.”

Jiang Ming saw that Uncle Feng was looking at him unkindly and said immediately.

“In that case, I will check you later to see if you have spiritual roots and whether you can practice. To be honest, in this era, even if you have spiritual roots, you may not be able to practice.

For example, according to ancient books, spiritual roots are divided into ninth grade to first grade, and there is also a top-grade spiritual root.

The ninth grade is the worst, and the first grade is of course very good.

However, the ancient books record that this era is called the Dharma Ending Period, which means it is not suitable for cultivation and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin. "

“Let me tell you this, my cousin, Doctor Lin, has a fourth-grade spiritual root. As a result, he has practiced for most of his life, and is only at the third level of the Qi Refining Stage.

I have a second-grade spiritual root, and I am only at the sixth level of the Qi Refining Stage.

Now you understand how difficult it is to practice."

Uncle Feng looked at Jiang Ming and began to talk about knowledge about cultivation.

"So, what about that kid Aren? Didn't he say he wanted to practice?"

Jiang Ming thought of a guy and asked casually.

"That kid has an eighth-grade spiritual root. I don't expect him to be successful in cultivation. I just hope that he can keep the Lin family medicine shop going in the future."

When Dr. Lin heard Jiang Ming's question, he spoke helplessly.

When Jiang Ming heard this, he silently sympathized with the boy.

"Come on, Jiang Ming, prick your hand and drip on this jade."

At this moment, Dr. Lin spoke.

"Doctor Lin, is it so easy to detect spiritual roots?"

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ming said curiously.

“Of course, but now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, this treasure has gradually begun to lose its spirituality and has some problems.

Fortunately, my cousin came over and specially sent some Qi to activate the array pattern inside and repaired the damaged parts so that it can be used now."

Doctor Lin said with some emotion.

Jiang Ming looked at the purple jade bead the size of an egg which was placed in a sandalwood box.

"It's obviously an antique. If you sell it, it will surely fetch tens of millions. It turns out that Dr. Lin is so rich. I'm so lucky to be your son-in-law."

Jiang Ming couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene.

"Haha, this thing is a family heirloom and cannot be sold."

Dr. Lin was still very happy.

Azhi blushed beside him, Jiang Ming's words were too ambiguous.

"Cough cough!"

Uncle Feng rolled his eyes.

"Well, Uncle Feng's jade looks ordinary, but if it were sold, it would probably be worth more than 100 million."

Jiang Ming quickly spoke.

(End of this chapter)