Nightmare Apostle Chapter 1628 - 950:

Early the next morning, Yang Xiao woke up early, as today was his big day. Nolan reminded him to make sure he was well-prepared.

After getting up, he first took a shower, then washed up and had breakfast, and finally changed into the black uniform of the Patrol Defense Office that he had prepared the night before.

According to custom, he should have been wearing a suit today. Xi nxiu and Da Xiong also said he looked very handso in a suit, but Yang Xiao insisted on wearing the Patrol Defense Office uniform.

This ti, the place he was going to work was the Provincial Office’s Law Enforcent Team. It was a well-trained combat unit with a tough style that eschewed bureaucracy. Especially since Yang Xiao had seen Chief Wu’s thods and understood his character, he didn’t like subordinates with a bureaucratic style; he wanted people with real skills who could fight hard battles.

So Yang Xiao was also catering to preferences. Nothing could better represent his determination than a pure black Patrol Defense Office uniform. It would be easier for him to integrate into the new departnt.

Walking out the door, there was already a black SUV waiting for him outside. The car door opened, and the man sitting in the driver’s seat jumped out, running to the rear door to open it for Yang Xiao, standing at attention like a guard at the door, "Captain, Xi nxiu from the Lin’an Patrol Bureau Investigation Team reporting to you!"

"Is everything ready?" Yang Xiao asked casually after getting in the car.

"Rest assured, everything is arranged. Beibei and Big Bear, Yu Shu, and the others are all on-site, keeping an eye on things to ensure nothing goes wrong!" Xi nxiu put on sunglasses, stepped on the gas, and drove out of the villa area.

First back to the Lin’an Patrol Office to do so symbolic handover work, and then it was ti for the farewell.

The high-level officials of the Rongcheng Patrol Division almost all turned out, with 7 directors led by Nalan Shuo and Huang Guozhao making an appearance. The scene was very lively, giving Yang Xiao plenty of recognition.

At this mont, as Yang Xiao walked out of the Patrol Defense Office building, outside was already a sea of people. Hundreds blocked the entrance of the Patrol Defense Office, making it airtight.

"Director Yang, don’t go! Rongcheng needs you!"

"Yang Qingtian! Rongcheng can’t do without you! If you’re leaving, take with you!"

"Director Yang, we love you!"

"Nesis of the Evil Cultivator! Nesis of the Evil Cultivator!!"

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The shouts of the crowd outside rose and fell like waves. Yang Xiao, with tears in his eyes, waved his hand to bid farewell. The vehicle was only a few dozen ters away from the Patrol Defense Office entrance but couldn’t drive out. In the end, personnel had to link arms to force open a path, forming a cordon before the vehicle carrying Yang Xiao could drive out.

The window lowered, and Yang Xiao waved to everyone to say goodbye. But just as the car was about to exit the Patrol Defense Office gate, an unexpected encounter happened. A family, n, won, old and young, stopped Yang Xiao’s car, kneeling down in front of it and crying bitterly.

He roughly glanced; the one crying the hardest was a woman, about 35 years old, and there was an elderly couple. The old lady was holding a plaque with "The Right Path in the Human World" written on it, almost about to faint from crying.

"Xi nxiu, how much did you pay these people to act, really professional! Rember to pay them more when it’s over! Give each an extra 500!" Yang Xiao was greatly astonished.

But Xi nxiu, with widened eyes, was even more confused, "No way, this... this isn’t my arrangent, I don’t know them at all!"

"Hm?" Now Yang Xiao was puzzled too. If it wasn’t arranged by Xi nxiu, who else could it be?

Soon, Xi nxiu picked up a phone call, and the next second he suddenly exclaid, "Who? Wu Zhengwu? You say they are Captain Wu’s family?"

With these words, Yang Xiao imdiately understood. No wonder he found the woman vaguely familiar — they were Brother Wu’s family.

Yang Xiao opened the car door, quickly got out, and helped up Brother Wu’s kneeling family emotionally, saying: "Uncle, Aunt, sister-in-law, I can’t bear this!"

"You can! We know, you caught my son’s killer and avenged him. You are the great benefactor of our family!" Wu Zhengwu’s father tightly grasped Yang Xiao’s arm, crying uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd fell into silence, and monts later, sobbing sounds spread out. Over the years, too many brothers from the Patrol Defense Office had been sacrificed.

Just one incident involving the Ghost phone had caused more than half of Luming Bureau’s personnel to die on duty, including the leadership such as the director and investigation team leader, all of whom were wiped out.

This happened because that Director Liu was the first to detect that the Ghost phone could be infectious, but he couldn’t tell who in the office had been infected, who was human, and who was a ghost.

To minimize the losses, he did not hesitate to initiate an ergency plan, ordering the closure of the entire office, sacrificing the dozens of team mbers remaining inside to protect the citizens of Rongcheng and to buy ti for the rest of the offices.

After this event, the Rongcheng Patrol Division added nearly a hundred new graves on the hillside outside the city at West Mountain, and the cries on morial days on the hillside were heartbreaking. This incident beca an indelible pain in the hearts of the Rongcheng Patrol Division people.

The cries grew louder and louder, until Yang Xiao drew his pistol and fired into the air.

The sharp shots dispersed the cries, and Yang Xiao’s shout ca through: "No one is allowed to cry! Don’t make Captain Wu leave in unrest!"

"Brothers, we are people of the Patrol Defense Office. If we don’t face danger, who will? In the past, we had brothers sacrifice, and in the future, we’ll have brothers who will sacrifice, but this is our mission, our reason for existence, and the destiny of us Patrol Defense Office folks."

Yang Xiao clenched his right fist, slowly raising it above his head, his voice low and full of strength, "Grant to keep watch in the dark night, in anticipation of more people singing the dawn."