The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 623 "Slaughter of the Entire Family"

"what--"

The collector's edition of "Ideological and Moral Education" has slightly raised textures on the cover. Master Fuli leaps up, and the book in his hand is like a large seal, heavily imprinting itself on the middle-aged man's cheek, sending him flying.

The "Moral Character" designation on the book cover was instantly transferred and imprinted onto the middle-aged man's face. His eyes rolled back, and he flew backward and fell to the ground.

Master Fuli didn't stop. With a single stroke, he struck the mastermind, Zhang Ruiwen, to the ground. His gaze shifted to the other five people who were completely dumbfounded. With a flick of her wrist, the fox adjusted the angle and position of the book, launching an attack at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

"Clap clap-"

Five crisp sounds rang out in succession, and Master Fuli's figure returned to the rock, a copy of "University Moral Education" held in his arms. His expression was indifferent as he looked at the criminal lying on the ground, clutching his face, and said:

"I hope you all remember tonight: apart from Zhang Ruiwen, who is being sent to the execution ground for target practice, if any of you feel dizzy or feverish after your release, remember to call me, Master Fuli."

“If I don’t sell you health products, I’d be letting down the hardworking masses.”

"But before that"

Master Fuli sneered, turned around, and pulled out two new energy lure rods from behind him. The left rod was neutral and the right rod was live, and they were brought close together to generate an electric arc. The new energy lure burst out with blue light in the dark night of the abandoned mine.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson first, so you won't be unaware of the retribution that will come your way for your many evil deeds."

"etc."

"Fox Fairy! Wait a minute, we really don't have anyone with the surname Zhang here. You may have the wrong person."

"Xian'er, please look at my electronic ID card. My surname is Yang and my given name is Bowen."

Upon hearing the fox spirit's cold smile and the words that sounded like a final execution prayer, the middle-aged leader, Yang Bowen, immediately widened his eyes and shouted that he was innocent.

My goodness, you fox spirit, the upright and just official!
No, our Medicine King Palace family consists of only six people, and we don't even have one person with the surname Zhang!

"My surname is Yang, Yang Bowen. They are Wang Chen, Qian Yi, Wu Lei, my daughter Yang Yi, and Lü Lele, a freshman at Northwest University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, whom I've only been teaching for less than six months."

Yang Bowen, his forehead covered in sweat, opened WeChat and retrieved his electronic ID card from a mini-program. He held it to his face and earnestly explained to the fox spirit that he had made a mistake in seeking revenge.

Seeing their master take out his ID card, the other disciples, who were initially a little confused, quickly opened WeChat and took out their electronic ID cards as well.

Lu Lele reached out shakily and took out her student ID from her small schoolbag: "I...I'm still a student. Don't drag me to practice the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. I'm stupid and I'm also very greedy."

"..." Master Fuli's breath hitched. He looked at the crowd in front of him who were shouting "Your Excellency, the Upright Official!" and then scanned the ID cards they held up, recognizing each face. He then noticed a problem that was neither too big nor too small.

None of the names of these six people match the names of the criminal gang listed in the documents.

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Why are you shouting so loudly!

Master Fuli's face darkened. He raised his little paw and pointed at Lü Lele, who was holding up her student ID, saying, "I didn't electrocute your butts, you student over there."

"Uh..." Lu Lele shrank her neck, her face showing fear, and dared not look directly at Master Fuli.

"You're a student, I'll let you feel it in a bit, and then I'll slip five hundred into your pocket, don't cry yet."

Master Fuli's face darkened, but he didn't completely believe what they said. Instead, he waved to the Bashan mosquito.

The Bashan mosquito transformed into human form, flew down into the mine, and retrieved Master Fuli's internal communicator.

Master Fuli raised his phone and used an internal program to access the database, retrieving the identity information of the six people.

Their identity information, marked in green, indicates that they have no record of illegal or disciplinary violations. Among them, the leader, Yang Bowen, is a professor at a medical university.

The person, their ID card, and the database are matched to completely eliminate the possibility that they have lied about their identity.

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Master Fuli looked away from the communicator screen, staring silently at the six people on the other side.

"Now, it's very obvious."

“An sought revenge in the wrong place. I was investigating a criminal gang that had committed murder. The old man was over sixty years old, but after taking drugs, he became a middle-aged man.”

"I mistook my fellow villagers for criminals." Master Fuli scratched his head and said, "But don't be too afraid. I, Master Fuli, am reasonable. Your beatings won't be for nothing."

"Once I find those criminals, I'll make them swallow this university moral education textbook."

"Please sit here for a while. I have a helicopter to take you to the hospital. Once you are discharged, I will book the most upscale restaurant in Chang'an, set up a few tables, and personally apologize to you."

Master Fuli's attack was not heavy; his previous actions were merely to restrict the enemy's movements.

Only by containing the enemy can we then use new energy lure fishing to teach them a lesson. Zhang Ruiwen's arrogance and reckless behavior are not fundamentally different from those of capitalist landlords.

An Sheng disliked those landlords, and naturally, he also loathed Zhang Ruiwen, wanting to beat him to a pulp.

.........

"Then, are you the real fox spirit? Or some kind of intelligent robot?"

Seeing Master Fuli squatting on the rock with a pouting expression, Yang Yi mustered her courage, raised her arm, and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Open your mouth, and I'll spray you with water." Master Fuli rolled his eyes at this, "I'll spray you awake."

"dad"

After receiving an affirmative reply, Yang Yi looked at her father, Yang Bowen, and said, "I also want to cultivate immortality."

Yang Bowen rolled his eyes upon hearing this, completely ignoring the silly question his idiot daughter was asking.

If I really had that ability, would I not have practiced it? I wouldn't have almost been so scared that I peed my pants just now.

A talking white fox with wings, a girl who seems to be a transformed demon beast flying down from the sky.

Yang Bowen had never heard of any of these things before. He had only spoken up because he was afraid of dying. Now, thinking back on it, his legs still felt weak.

"Let's talk."

"What are you doing out in this desolate place so late at night?"

After feeling down for a moment, An Sheng looked at them with some curiosity and asked.

Although An Sheng admitted that he had hit the wrong person and was willing to apologize to them, he was still somewhat dissatisfied.

Honestly, some things aren't entirely your fault.

These six men, carrying their packs, were acting suspiciously in the abandoned mine late at night. To prevent innocent civilians from being harmed, he specifically sent Bashan Mosquito as a vanguard to drive them to him.

When they were fleeing, their speed was clearly at the level of an electric vehicle exceeding the standard, which was extraordinary.

Therefore, An Sheng regarded them as spirits, and coincidentally, the one he was investigating was also a spirit.

It was also a team leader from China, and all the coincidences just came together.

"Forehead"

Yang Bowen hesitated slightly, but after thinking about it, he realized that the fox in front of him could even talk, so he didn't hide anything and said:
"We've come to collect medicinal herbs."

"We are descendants of the Medicine King Palace, a hermit sect from Tiechuan Medicine King Mountain. Occasionally, beast tides occur within the Qinling Mountains. These tides always bring precious medicinal herbs, and tonight we noticed an unusual swarm of mosquitoes, so we all went out together."

Yang Bowen then explained why he and his companions had ended up at the abandoned mine in Tiechuan.

Upon seeing the unusual activity of wild animals in the Qinling Mountains, they, skilled and daring, ventured out to gather medicinal herbs.

"Zongmen?"

An Sheng muttered something to himself, then frowned and said to Yang Bowen, "The beast tide you saw has nothing to do with any rare treasures. They are all spies that I sent to search for that group of murderers."

"Summon your followers back, lest I hit the wrong people again during tonight's operation."

Although he didn't understand the so-called sects, An Sheng still offered a friendly reminder.

There's no way there will be any treasures in the Qinling Mountains tonight; all that's happening is the Spirit Beast Gang sealing off the mountain range and digging deep into the ground in search of revenge.

Even giant salamanders, takins, and bison were brought along, and the little foxes called on their friends and all the connections of the Fox Ecological Base Association.

If they get the target wrong again, An Sheng really doesn't know what to say.

"Forehead"

Yang Bowen looked embarrassed, pointed to himself, then pointed to the other five people and said, "Everyone's here."

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An Sheng was taken aback, and the fox tilted its head:
"I'll wipe out your entire sect with just one book?"

(End of this chapter)