"We need to go back to the Hall Master's place. I want to see Yang the steward."
My thoughts settled, I turned towards Huāyíng, and spoke with certainty, "
"Don't worry, my best trait is that I cherish my life the most. Living is the only way to take revenge. If I don't have a good chance, I won't go to my death."
If it were anyone else, I wouldn't say so much.
Huāyíng's consecutive actions may have been somewhat indecisive, but they were enough to gain my trust.
She gazed at me for a long time, then hesitated to look at the unfinished building behind the construction site, before entering the driving cab.
I got into the car afterwards.
It wasn't until now that the lights of some of those towering buildings began to dim.
Many people have to work through the night.
"There's no place outside as good as inside?"
Suddenly, the voice of that worker, who had seemed to persuade me earlier, appeared by my ear.
Although he wanted to keep me in the construction site, his spirit remained restless every day, fixated on the buildings across from him.
I fear that even those truly in prison wouldn't be as weary and exhausted.
I calmed down my chaotic thoughts, closed my eyes to rest.
...
We returned to the underground parking of the high-rise residential area.
On the third floor lobby, as soon as we stepped in, dozens of eyes converged on us simultaneously.
In addition to the initial disordered and negative gazes, there were several cold, ominous, and envious looks!
The most obvious signs of malice came from a man whose upper face was handsome and handsome, but whose lower face was covered with a black mask.
Isn't that the same man who kept bothering Huāyíng before?
If eyes could kill, he would have cut me into a thousand pieces by now!
Huāyíng remained silent, and led me further in.
As we passed through the lobby, snide and gossiping whispers wormed their way into our ears.
"Don't listen to what Ma Hu says. This kid enters that abandoned building, and do you think he can come out alive? I think he'll at most just stand at the entrance of the construction site for a while, then slink out himself in a hurry."
"Yes, the bigger the penis, the bigger the land it serves, so it grows clean and handsome. That's why girls like it. My foot could easily burst his head!"
"You guys better keep your voices down, the two people around Yang the steward are very wary of this guy. He seems to have something……"
Huāyíng coldly swept a glance over the surroundings, and the chatter abruptly fell silent.
I didn't pay attention to it.
These words had no substantial damage to me, and did not even affect my mood.
We crossed the narrow passage in the middle and reached the office.
The steward, Yang, wasn't here, and the office was empty.
"Huāyíng turned around and left. "I'll go find Yang the steward. Wait here."
A few minutes later, she returned and said awkwardly, "Yang the steward has gone out and probably won't be back tonight."
I frowned and said, "Call him and tell him that I have a clue to break the vicious prison."
"I've made the call, and I said something along those lines. He asked me to cooperate with you, and he can't stay away right now," Huāyíng replied.
I remained silent for a moment before speaking the key clue I needed.
Firstly, investigate the owner information of the house at the leftmost end of the seventeenth floor of the unfinished building.
Include his social relationships, his family and marital relationships, or any other women related to him. It would be best to find this information along with their addresses.
Huāyíng nodded cautiously and left the office again.
I didn't doubt the investigation ability of the Hall Master, and the investigation they did on the Luo family's affair was very meticulous.
Let alone that this abandoned building matter involves cooperation with relevant departments?
Time slowly passed by.
Huāyíng didn't come back, and I was about to go to the tea tray to sit down and rest.
With a creak, the heavy double doors of the office opened.
The man who entered was the same man with a half face covered with a mask and a handsome and handsome face.
Alongside him were two men with hideous looks and a daunting aura, and they exuded a pungent smell of decay.
The man stared at me fiercely.
The two men standing by the man closed the office door and locked it, with cold smiles on their faces. Their eyes looked at me as if they were looking at corpses.
"I don't like trouble or noise, and you can still turn around and leave."
I said this with a blank expression.
Lao Qin taught me, "When dealing with people, leave them three pieces of thin face."
So, before in Feng Hanxuan, I had given Yu Feng the chance.
After all, this is the territory of the Hall Master, and since I'm cooperating with the Hall Master, I would say this.
The man walked towards me, his face becoming increasingly cold.
"I heard from He Dong and Wang Xu that you have a hard temper?"
"Even in front of the steward, you're so arrogant?"
"Just a blood-vengeance ghost on your body, and you use your mother to blackmail people, it's really humiliating."
My eyebrows suddenly knitted together.
It seems that He Dong and Wang Xu are the ghostly woman who always follows Yang the steward and the coffin carrier.
He knows the blood-vengeance ghost, obviously, it is because those two did not hide the fact that I came to the Hall Master for the first time.
It doesn't matter what people in the lobby say about me.
However, he mentioned my mother.
The blood-vengeance ghost is not my mom, but my parents' fate is still unknown. Alive, they are nowhere to be found; dead, there are no bodies……
The accumulated anger in my chest grew.
In an instant, he approached my face and his eyes became more mocking.
"Nothing more than luck, helping the city god temple and getting Yang the steward to look up to you and bring you back."
"But you also let your mother go out, didn't you?"
"Using your mother to rely on is indeed despicable. But you don't have a mother anymore, what are you going to do?"
"And what did you use to charm Huāyíng, making her have a favorable opinion of you!"
The man's eyes widened, staring at me and shouting angrily.
At the same time, he lifted his hand sharply and pressed down on my shoulder!
The movement was incredibly fast, swift as the wind.
I instantly judged that he was a corpse carrier!
A corpse carrier, by applying pressure to the shoulders of the bodies they are carrying, would be able to control their arms.
The corpses are stiff, but a living person's arms are not that stiff. Normally, this move is enough to crush a shoulder and tear an arm.
I suddenly stepped back and leaned against the tea table with intertwined roots, my body tilted.
My legs bent quickly, and I kicked out hard with my foot!
The corpse carrier moved with expansive movements, and my kick landed solidly on his lower abdomen!
He stumbled backwards several steps, and the veins on his forehead swelled up. Large beads of sweat fell like grapes on his forehead.
I steadied myself and my forearm twitched, and two razor blades slid into the palm of my hand!
The man's gaze at me was filled with a trace of fear.
It's not because he was afraid of me after I kicked him in the stomach. It's because the kick I delivered hit his vital point for corpse carriers, the place where they must maintain control of their bodies.
At this moment, he must be experiencing excruciating pain in his Dan field, and standing upright requires a great deal of effort.
The two men who were guarding the door behind him were frightened and about to rush forward.
I took a big step forward.
In a creaking sound, the two heavy doors were pushed open simultaneously!
The steward who had left was actually walking in with big strides.
"Please show mercy, nephew!"
The moment I saw the steward, Yang, I understood that things were not as simple as they seemed.
I didn't stop; I took another step, directly reaching the man in front of me.
The veins on his face were jumping crazily, as if he wanted to retreat but showed a painful expression.
I raised my forearm and shook it twice. The man's thick hair instantly scattered into pieces, leaving him completely bald.
