"Coincidentally, whether it's reporting or complaining, it all falls under the jurisdiction of our Wind Bureau."
"Who is under the hall, accusing this official?"
Xiang Bo answered with a smile over the phone.
The eight characters, "Who is under the hall, accusing this official," instantly shattered Herbert's last psychological defense.
He suddenly regretted coming to Longguo, and he suddenly regretted taking the risk!
If he had known, he should have returned to Baojie headquarters the moment the negotiations failed. Although he wouldn't have had the chance for a promotion or salary increase, he would at least have kept his job and his life!
But he was controlled by greed, sliding step by step, bit by bit, into the abyss!
"Do I still have a chance?"
Herbert looked up at Ying Chen.
Ying Chen did not answer, but instead asked, "What do you think?"
Herbert immediately knew the answer.
He closed his eyes, slowly raised his gun-holding right hand, and pointed it at his own head.
His finger trembled on the trigger.
A look of panic flashed across his face, then a look of ferocity.
Clearly, even now he was still hesitant.
Should he end it himself, or fight to the death, taking someone with him even if he died?
In the end, the ferocity on Herbert's face completely faded.
He clearly understood that with a ruthless person like Ying Chen, who could catch bullets with his bare hands, present, he had no chance of taking anyone with him.
The only possibility was to take himself.
Since that was the case, it was better to be dignified, end it himself, and complete himself!
"I have one last wish, can I..."
Herbert said in a pleading tone.
But before he could finish, Ying Chen flicked his finger.
Bang!
A bullet whistled out and entered Herbert's head.
Herbert's eyes widened instantly, his pupils dilated, with a trace of disbelief and unwillingness, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
Ying Chen looked coldly at Herbert's corpse and said, "Dead people have no right to make demands."
Herbert remained with his eyes wide open in death.
He didn't understand. He hadn't even pulled the trigger, so how could a bullet suddenly shoot out and enter his head?
What Herbert didn't know was that the bullet he had previously fired at Ying Chen had been held in Ying Chen's palm.
Now, it was using his own method against him, shooting him with his own bullet!
Even if the Wind Bureau did not intervene in this matter afterward, others would not be able to find any flaws.
Because both Herbert and the other Baojie representative had died from their own bullets!
Their hands guns also only had their own fingerprints, and Ying Chen's fingerprints could not be extracted.
It was almost impossible to convict Ying Chen.
The final conclusion could only be: The two, for reasons unknown, committed suicide out of fear of punishment!
"Xiang Wentian should be on his way. We can leave the scene to them to handle."
"You take Nannan to another guest room to rest first!"
Ying Chen said to Min Ziqiong.
Min Ziqiong nodded, holding Nannan, and left.
Ying Chen suddenly seemed to remember something and looked towards the backyard.
He had been so busy dealing with the two Baojie representatives that he had forgotten about the two intruders in the backyard.
However, there was one thing Ying Chen couldn't figure out.
Since the two Baojie representatives were not in cahoots with Min Ziqiong's parents, why did Min Ziqiong's parents climb over the wall and break into the villa?
Were they thinking of benefiting from the conflict between the two parties?
Or, like the Baojie representatives, did they also intend to steal the Shenjing formula?
Given the character of Min Ziqiong's parents, it was difficult for Ying Chen to think of them in a good light.
He could only speculate about them with the utmost malice.
In the end, Ying Chen concluded: No matter what their purpose was, Min Ziqiong's parents were up to no good!
So, there was no hurry to let them out. Let them stay in the backyard for two days!
For these two days, he wouldn't take Nannan to the backyard for cultivation. He would give Nannan a break and also replenish the thought power consumed by using the Qing Tian Illusion.
Meanwhile, Min Ziqiong's parents, who were in the backyard, could never have imagined that their fate had been decided by Ying Chen's single thought.
They were still stubbornly searching for a way out.
"Old woman, stand up! Don't sit down! We'll find the exit soon!"
"If you sit down and rest for a second, it means one more second of danger for Xiao Qiong and her daughter! If Xiao Qiong and her daughter are in trouble because of this second, you will be indirectly responsible for their deaths! You will be the second murderer!"
"Quick, quick, stand up! I'll go left, you go right. Heaven rewards the diligent. As long as we work hard enough, we will definitely find the exit!"
"Don't dawdle. If you dawdle any longer, the Shenjing formula will be snatched away by those two guys from Baojie Company!"
As expected, it was the last sentence that was effective.
Min Ziqiong's mother, who had been sitting on the ground motionlessly, immediately jumped up upon hearing the word "formula."
"Old man, you're right! Delaying for one second means one more second of danger for Xiao Qiong and her daughter! I can't be the second murderer of their mother and daughter! I must find a way out quickly!"
With that, Min Ziqiong's mother rushed to the right.
However, in the seemingly not-so-large backyard, for some reason, it felt like they had entered another dimension.
Layer upon layer, winding and twisting, with no end in sight, and no exit to be found.
Both of them were sweating profusely from exhaustion and finally returned to the starting point.
No need to ask, just from the despair in each other's expressions, they knew: it was the same as always!
"How could this be? Is Heaven going to destroy my Min family? Xiao Qiong and her daughter are about to die at the hands of villains, and we two old people will be trapped and die in this maze! The Min family will be wiped out overnight, I am not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"
Min Ziqiong's father sat on the ground angrily, pounding the ground and saying.
Min Ziqiong's mother said weakly, "Wiped out is not necessarily true, after all, there is still Xiao Qing. But without our care, it is unknown how long that boy can survive on his own."
"Forget it, I'm tired, let's perish!"
Min Ziqiong's mother simply lay down on the ground.
No resistance, no struggle anymore!
The two of them, like the frozen bodies of two homeless men on the wilderness, lay motionless, gradually merging with the dense mist of earth fiend in the backyard.
...
Xiang Wentian soon arrived at the scene with personnel from the Wind Bureau.
Xiang Wentian had already prepared himself mentally, bringing all sorts of tools and equipment to help Ying Chen cover up the traces.
However, when he arrived at the scene, he found that the Old Ancestor was indeed the Old Ancestor.
There was not the slightest trace of the Old Ancestor's actions at the scene where the two robbers had died!
It was as if the two robbers had suddenly discovered their conscience and shot themselves!
This made Xiang Wentian marvel and praise.
When Xiang Wentian learned that these two had come to rob the Shenjing, he immediately came up with an idea.
The Wind Bureau would come forward and cooperate with Min Ziqiong to stage a play.
This would not only deter other foreign forces with ill intentions but also greatly enhance the reputation of the Shenjing!