Big Data Cultivation Chapter 440: 440 Playing Their Own Games

Chapter 440: Chapter 440 Playing Their Own Gas

When it ca to taking revenge on the Xu Family, everyone was very enthusiastic, sharing their opinions freely.

This was undoubtedly related to the Xu Family’s notorious actions, but in these tis, a heavy air of malice had beco the norm—you can’t bla for being unrighteous if you’re not benevolent. We’re all part of the sa ruthless society, and none of us harbors the sentint of the Holy Mother.

They discussed until eleven o’clock at night, and seeing that it was getting late, Sister Hong planned to leave with Zhang Caixin. However, her sister said she was tired and suggested, “If you want to go back alone, that’s fine. Just give the keys to the back building’s room.”

Sister Hong couldn’t allow her to stay in the back building alone—absolutely not! That ant she had to stay over as well.

For Feng Jun, the worse thing was that the beautiful scenery was right next to Sister Hong’s room.

He quickly calculated that the three weeks he had allocated had already passed, in fact, it had been over four weeks, and yet the beautiful scenery had not advanced to interdiate-level Martial Artist.

Of course, recently Teacher i had been drifting around outside. She took a trip down south, and then hurried to Chaoge. Because Sister Hong was there, she hadn’t even practiced yoga with him for a long ti.

So, it was understandable that the progress was slow.

However, Feng Jun was a bit obsessive-compulsive and felt that he shouldn’t easily overturn his own plans—if one can’t hold to their plans, what’s the point of planning?

After much thought, he ultimately decided not to go to the mobile phone realm for now. The incident in Chaoge was an ergency that needed to be handled, and he would wait to leave until he had a general outco.

Otherwise, if the plot was all broken up, it wouldn’t be enjoyable for the readers, would it?

That evening, Feng Jun stayed in his own room and even locked the door, binding the leads onto his hand.

How long has it been since he last charged like this? When Feng Jun lay down on the bed, he couldn’t help but feel a touch of emotion…

Feng Jing tended to work efficiently—if you don’t count his cultivation.

The next day at noon, the Zhengyang police dispatched two vehicles with ordinary license plates, carrying Mou Miao to Chaoyang.

The police expenses were all covered by Mou Miao, including the costs of renting cars, fuel, travel expenses, als, and a labor fee…

Lao San of the Xu Family was easily captured by the police—he was utterly unguarded.

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The Xu Family believed that Mou Miao might have used excessive thods in this matter, which is why they were adamant about taking Mou Miao back.

Now that Mou Miao’s counterattack had arrived and the local police were very perfunctory, what should be done?

The most frustrating thing for them was that three of the four Xu brothers had been arrested, leaving no one in charge, and the whole family fell into chaos.

Thus, two voices erged from the Xu Family: one advocating for escalating the situation further, and the other for reconciling with Mou Miao.

That night, Mou Miao received a call from a supplier, who, at the behest of the Xu Family, stated their demands.

By this point, the Xu Family’s stance was still aggressive, demanding Mou Miao to imdiately release the prisoners unconditionally and hand over the culprit behind the car accident. As for the economic disputes, they suggested that these could be discussed in negotiations.

Of course, this was a demand, and they knew it was excessive, but if they didn’t demand it strongly, how could they intimidate anyone?

The supplier grimaced and said that their bottom line was to have the three Xu brothers released.

Mou Miao imdiately replied, “I only reported the incident; it wasn’t who apprehended them. Do you take the police station for my private property, to arrest and release as I please?”

In the end, the supplier said that the Xu Family had stated if their demands were not t, the family would definitely not rest.

(1. This is just a novel, there is no intention of industry or regional defamation—let’s just enjoy the story; reading too much into it is pointless. 2. So parts have been edited out.)