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This kid is just like a mud loach.
However, the company ultimately decided not to pursue the matter further.
After leaving the company.
The group gathered together.
"I'm lucky to have passed the company's test this time," Zhang Chulan said. "Let's all get together more often in the future."
“It’s easy to get together. You can come to my place when you’re free,” Xiao Zizai said.
"Alright, see you at home then," said Black Pipe.
"Then I'll be going now," Wang Zhenqiu said.
And so everyone went their separate ways.
Zhang Chulan, on the other hand, returned to the capital with Feng Baobao.
Of course, their mission is not over yet.
They need to try their best to find Ma Xianhong's whereabouts after they leave.
After all, this is a huge disruptor.
Chapter 168: Zhao Li Scares Ma Xianhong
At this moment, night falls.
Ma Xianhong, who was being cared for by the temporary worker and Na Dutong, had already gone to the address on the business card.
We arrived at a corner of the city.
What comes into view is a convenience store called No. 444.
He stood at the doorway, his gaze sweeping across the street to the pawnshop at number eight across the street.
Two ancient lanterns hung at the entrance of the pawnshop, emitting a faint and mysterious light.
Ma Xianhong took a deep breath and decided to go into the convenience store to investigate.
The convenience store was brightly lit, and various goods were neatly arranged on the shelves.
Xia Dongqing, who had been at the cashier, gave Ma Xianhong a professional smile and said, "Welcome."
Ma Xianhong nodded slightly, casually picked up a bottle of beer from the shelf, and walked towards the cashier while drinking it.
He glanced at Xia Dongqing and asked casually, "Do you know the pawnshop number eight across the street?"
Xia Dongqing took the beer from Ma Xianhong, glanced at the barcode, and said, "Of course I know, it's right across the street."
Ma Xianhong frowned and continued to press, "Then do you know the background of the owner of Pawnshop No. 8?"
Xia Dongqing didn't speak, but glanced warily at Ma Xianhong.
He sensed that the other party seemed very interested in Pawnshop No. 8, which was not a good sign.
So he asked cautiously, "Why are you asking these questions?"
Ma Xianhong paused for a moment, then said, "It's nothing, just asking casually."
At this moment, Zhao Li, who had been sitting next to the cashier, suddenly spoke up:
"Do you want to go to Pawnshop No. 8, or do you want to inquire about the owner of Pawnshop No. 8?"
Upon hearing Zhao Li's words, Ma Xianhong's body stiffened slightly.
He sensed that the other person seemed to have read his mind, so he smiled awkwardly and said, "I want to know everything."
Zhao Li gave Ma Xianhong a deep look and said, "If you want to know what Pawnshop No. 8 does, you'll find out when you go there."
"But if you want to know the owner of Pawnshop No. 8..."
He paused, then continued, "Then I have no comment."
Zhao Li didn't have a very friendly attitude towards Ma Xianhong.
Even if he is a convenience store customer.
Just kidding, the convenience store has more customers.
Ma Xianhong stared intently at Zhao Li, a feeling he couldn't quite describe welling up inside him.
This person doesn't seem as simple as he appears.
His eyes held a profound and steady quality, as if they could see into people's hearts and see through all illusions.
Ma Xianhong unconsciously clenched his fists.
He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.
If he were to make a move now, he would likely be subdued immediately, or even lose his life.
This intuition forced him to re-evaluate Zhao Li in front of him.
"What, is there a problem?" Zhao Li glanced at Ma Xianhong, his tone carrying a hint of disdain.
Ma Xianhong snapped out of his daze, quickly loosened his fist, shook his head, and said, "No problem."
He paused, then continued, "But I'm very curious about you. Who are you?"
Zhao Li smiled slightly and said, "I am the owner of this convenience store, Zhao Li."
“Zhao Li?” Ma Xianhong frowned slightly; the name was completely unfamiliar to him.
He searched his memory but found no information related to the name.
Could this person be a new face in the world of supernatural beings?
Zhao Li seemed to have noticed Ma Xianhong's doubts.
He said casually, "I'm not a big shot."
"He's just a small convenience store owner."
As he spoke, he glanced at Ma Xianhong twice, then took out his phone and started looking it up.
Ma Xianhong was startled, wondering what Zhao Li was investigating.
After a short while, Zhao Li raised his head and looked at Ma Xianhong, saying:
"So your name is Ma Xianhong."
His tone held a hint of amusement and deeper meaning, as if to say, "I have thoroughly investigated your background."
Zhao Li only needs to check the Book of Life and Death in the underworld to find out about Ma Xianhong's origins!
After all, apart from a few things, everything else is shared.
At this moment, Ma Xianhong's nerves tensed up instantly.
He stared sharply at Zhao Li: "Who exactly are you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li's lips curled into a meaningful smile: "To be precise, I am not human."
"Not human?" Ma Xianhong was stunned, his brows furrowed, his face full of disbelief.
Zhao Li continued, "I am a soul ferryman, or you can think of me as a messenger from the underworld."
Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong immediately took a few steps back, his expression changing slightly.
He never expected to encounter underworld officials in this convenience store.
Could it be that my lifespan has ended and the other party has come to take my soul?
Seeing Ma Xianhong's reaction, Zhao Li couldn't help but laugh.
He waved his hand: "Don't worry, I'm not here to send you off. This is just my place in the human world, my home."
Hearing Zhao Li say this, Ma Xianhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, but the shock in his heart was still hard to calm down.
Seeing this, Xia Dongqing said, "Zhao Li, don't scare him."
"He just wanted to find out about the situation at Pawnshop No. 8; he probably wasn't there to cause trouble."
He said to Ma Xianhong, "However, Zhao Li is right. If you want to know, just go in and experience it for yourself."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Li nodded: "He's right. If you're going to Pawnshop No. 8, you'd better hurry up. That owner doesn't like waiting for people."
Ma Xianhong opened his mouth as if to ask something, but ultimately held back.
He decided to go to Pawnshop No. 8 to find out for himself.
So he turned and left the convenience store, heading towards Pawnshop No. 8.
Watching Ma Xianhong's retreating figure, Xia Dongqing couldn't help but ask:
"Zhao Li, you're saying this guy also went to pawn something?"
Zhao Li shook his head: "Who knows? But no one who enters Pawnshop No. 8 ever leaves unscathed."
"Brother Lin is the kind of person who takes every feather from a passing goose; how could he expect someone not to leave anything behind?"
Xia Dongqing said, "It's not impossible that you're saying that, but I haven't seen Lin Yang for several days."
Zhao Li took a sip of wine and said, "That will be soon. You'll be able to see him then."
Zhao Li did not finish his sentence.
Ma Xianhong entered Pawnshop No. 8.
I was amazed by the various antiques, calligraphy and paintings and the luxurious setting in the pawnshop.
He never imagined that such a place would exist.
Chapter 169: Pawning Body Parts – Can You Exploit a Bug?
Ma Xianhong was shocked when he finally met Lin Yang.
“Ma Xianhong, we meet again.” Lin Yang said to Ma Xianhong.
Ma Xianhong was stunned.
He looked at the mysterious man before him, his heart filled with shock and doubt.