Let the true energy circulate for a while

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In the warehouse, Old Fish used a tablet to play an animated film for the little girl.

Old Yu had just drunk half a bottle of baijiu by himself, and he said, grumbling:

"You two heartless bastards, back in the day I only sold pirated porn DVDs and stuff, you'll be shot sooner or later."

Donggua remained silent, head down, texting.

Old Fish muttered, "Winter Melon, I'm not trying to be mean, but the filthy things you did with that drug addict at Old Yao's casino two years ago, right in front of her husband, were disgusting. I felt disgusted for you, even though I kept the lights off!"

Winter Melon's expression darkened. "Old Fish, stop your damn babbling on and on after drinking some cat pee. If you bring this up again, believe me, I'll burn this lousy warehouse down!"

Old Fish stopped talking, shifted his body, and pretended to watch cartoons with the little girl, his mind seemingly lost in thought.

Donggua glanced at his phone and gave the instructions:

"Big Stick, go keep watch on the second floor outside. This dark suburb is so dark, Mr. Hu might have taken the wrong turn. If you see him, go to his car and greet him."

"Alright, Brother Gua!"

Big Stick picked up the watermelon knife, head stiff, and strode out.

Donggua sighed, "No need for a knife. Mr. Hu is a customer; you're not going to attack him!"

Big Stick turned around, his face serious, and said, "Brother Melon, I'm not confident without weapons. After this job, we'll be outlaws!"

"You still need to work on your guts. Get on Mr. Hu's good side, and once we're rich, I'll take you to Hawaii for caviar!"

Big Stick let out a shout, walked outside, and went up the old stairs to the small platform on the second floor.

Outside the warehouse, moonlight spilled into the long-abandoned old factory compound.

Big Stick was squatting on the second-floor platform of the factory building, smoking. He heard the roar of a car engine in the distance. He thought it was the contact person who was buying the child. He stood up, stood on tiptoe, and looked out of the big iron gate.

The second-floor platform offers a great view, and the factory is situated on higher ground.

He saw a row of black SUVs with their lights on on on the rural road in the distance. One of them looked a bit like a rocket car from a game, and another had tracks instead of tires underneath, with rows of cannons mounted on top!

A look of confusion appeared in Big Stick's eyes, and the sound of propellers came from the sky.

Looking up, three helicopters slowly flew in from the distance, with a huge bright moon in the background.

Big Stick gripped the watermelon knife tightly, and immediately understood what was going on.

"I guess they're just a special forces unit passing by."

"I was terrified! I thought they were here to arrest us!"

"No, we need to have Brother Gua call Mr. Hu."

At that moment, a loud "bang!" came from the lower workshop, followed by a scream—

Big Stick, carrying a knife, charged down, only to find the gate shattered into pieces of wood.

Brother Gua lay face down, a watermelon knife piercing his palm, pinning one of his hands to the ground, blood flowing everywhere.

Old Yu remained motionless, still holding the wine glass, his eyes trembling. With a clatter, the wine glass fell to the ground.

A young man with long hair was standing nearby, holding the little girl's hand.

"Are you alright?"

Chen Ye squatted down and checked Er Mao, finding her completely unharmed.

"Er Mao, did they kidnap you?"

Er Mao glanced at Dong Gua screaming on the ground, then at Da Bang, who was holding a watermelon knife and looking completely bewildered, and said, "Those two are bad guys."

Big Stick shook his head, and without thinking twice, charged forward with a watermelon knife in hand.

"I'll kill you, you bastard."

Chen Ye lowered his head and said, "Er Mao, close your eyes."

Er Mao covered his eyes with both hands, peeking through his fingers.

Chen Ye swept past, casually pulling out the watermelon knife that was nailed to Dong Gua's palm, and the two figures passed each other.

With a flick of his wrist, a drop of blood shot out from the blade.

Big Stick clutched his neck with both hands, blood oozing from between his fingers. His eyes widened, he staggered back two steps, and collapsed to the ground.

The scene was quiet.

Immediately, a strange cry came from Donggua! Ignoring the blood flowing from his palm, he staggered to his feet and scrambled away for his life. After only a few steps, he collapsed to the ground in fear and couldn't get up no matter how many times he tried.

Old Yu sat firmly by the bedside, as immovable as a mountain, leaving the man stunned with fear.

Everyone's stress response is different.

Chen Ye walked slowly forward, knife in hand, and asked coldly, "Who wants to buy a child?"

"No...don't kill me...no..." Donggua was so frightened that he kept kicking his legs backward and shifting his body, his crotch was wet.

Chen Ye stomped on his knee, a faint cracking sound echoing. "I'm asking you one last time, who wants to buy the child?"

"Ouch! Ouch~!" Donggua cried out in pain, veins bulging on his forehead.

He said breathlessly, "All I know is that his name is Mr. Hu. I have his phone number, yes, I have his phone number. He'll be here soon. I'm just a henchman, I don't know much."

Chen Ye turned his head to look at the bedside.

"You tell me."

Old Yu remained motionless throughout, witnessing one death and one injury. His face stiffened, and he forced himself to say, "Actually, I just run a porn site. I don't really know these two idiots."

Chen Ye circulated his true energy, raised one hand into a claw, and the surrounding air was clearly distorted. The old fish was lifted up by a suction force and flew over in a strange manner.

The next moment, Chen Ye grabbed Lao Yu by the neck with one hand and lifted him up.

Old Fish kicked back and forth with his feet dangling in the air, his eyes bulging, and a whimpering sound coming from his throat.

Er Mao reminded him, "He can't speak like that."

Chen Ye smirked, released his grip, and the old fish landed on the ground, coughing violently, his eyes wide with shock, as if he had seen a ghost.

The old fish said tremblingly, "Great Immortal, I am really not one of them. Ask this little girl."

Er Mao said, "This uncle didn't kidnap me. He treated me to hot pot and even put on cartoons for me."

At that moment, footsteps sounded at the door, and a team of special agents dressed in black and carrying guns rushed in, splitting into two rows and quickly surrounding the people in the room.

The leader, Poison Wolf, ran in and, seeing the scene inside, immediately gave the order: "Put away your guns."

The special operations team quickly holstered their weapons.

Poison Wolf had just spoken with Qin Shifan on the phone in the car and learned about the general situation of the mission. He instantly felt like he had missed his chance to use his ultimate move.

They weren't drug lords, nor were they terrorists; they were just two kidnappers lying in wait in the street.

However, as a special agent, obeying orders is his duty, and he roughly understood the purpose of this operation.

Poison Wolf saluted Chen Ye and said in a firm and powerful voice:

"Hello, kind citizens! We are from the special operations team. We have received orders to conduct an anti-terrorism drill here. Are you all alright?"

"Ah!! Officers, please let me explain! I'm just a pirated book seller, I'm really not a terrorist!" Old Yu's face turned pale, and he immediately knelt down.

The wolf ordered, "Now that the hostages have been rescued by this kind citizen, our exercise is over. Take them away!"

Chen Ye said in a deep voice, "Wait!"

Poison Wolf immediately raised his hand, and all the special agents stood by.

Chen Ye walked over to Dong Gua and looked at him coldly: "You said you'd come over later to buy a child?"

Donggua, having lost too much blood and with his palm pierced, said weakly, "I reckon Mr. Hu won't come after seeing this."

Chen Ye engaged in an arm-wrestling match, and with a flash of light, one of Donggua's ears was sliced ​​off.

A scream echoed through the warehouse. Donggua covered half his face, looking at his severed ear, and almost cried.

Chen Ye said expressionlessly, "Let him come over, or the next cut will be your head."

Despite the pain, Donggua dialed his supplier's number.

Beep beep—beep—

Winter melon, panting, tried to compose herself.

The call was answered, and a deep male voice answered:

"Feed".

"Mr. Hu, when did you arrive? I'll have my brother meet you at the door."

The other party hung up the phone immediately.

Winter Melon said with a bitter expression:

"He probably discovered something, Master. All I know is that the big boss who buys children is very powerful, and that Mr. Hu is very generous. They specify the children they want, and they also provide the children's information."

Chen Ye frowned slightly.

As if he had figured something out, Poison Wolf asked, "What do you mean by 'all designated children'?"

Donggua said, "Mr. Hu once mentioned casually that his boss screened a group of children through the blood bank during physical examinations, apparently for the purpose of developing some kind of matching..."

Poison Wolf's expression turned serious. He turned around and said solemnly, "Leave the interrogation to us."

Chen Ye turned his head to look at the leader of the special operations force and suddenly asked an extremely inappropriate question.

"That guy just attacked me with a knife, and I cut his neck. Was that self-defense?"

Poison Wolf was momentarily stunned, then nodded: "Yes, yes. Perfectly justifiable self-defense!"

Chen Ye then looked at Donggua and continued, "I asked him questions, and when he didn't answer, I cut off his ear. That doesn't count as torture, does it?"

"No, no, you acted bravely and righteously. Even if Luo Xiang were here today, you would still act bravely and righteously!"

Chen Ye breathed a sigh of relief; he had learned something new. During his time back, he would also watch some legal education videos online.

"Then I'll have to trouble you. You must catch the villain behind this and bring him to justice!"

"OK!"

"We're leaving now."

"Want a ride?"

"Thank you, but no need."

After saying that, Chen Ye led the dazed-looking Er Mao away in a long stride.

No one spoke in the factory, except for Donggua's occasional painful whimpers, his face contorted in agony as he screamed in agony:

"My ear! It hurts, my ear!"

"Pick up your ears! Pick up your ears!!" Poison Wolf, inexplicably filled with anger, shouted and cursed.

A special operations soldier asked in a low voice, "Captain, should we contact the local police?"

Poison Wolf said in a deep voice, "The person who took the child must be a big shot! Take them away. I need to report this to Elder Qin. It might uncover a shocking case."

On the other side, Qin Shifan was waiting at the highway exit for a mental patient from Xincheng.

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P.S.: Today's two chapters were released separately because I can only release two chapters a day before the book goes live. Tomorrow I'll release two chapters at once, gradually getting into the main storyline. Please give me your monthly votes and recommendation votes!

The four storylines—the boxing match, the child's case, the Los Angeles ancient tomb, and the white-haired old man—will eventually converge. Also: This is a plot hole involving the urban solitary method (others cannot cultivate true qi) and the old man's soul transmigrating; a logical loop will be established later.