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Huo Zhenye had read Xu Shuhao's missing person revelation in the newspaper.

He was lost at the train station, and the newspaper published it every month with two photos. His parents tried their best to find him.

All the newspapers that could publish it were published, and even Bai Zhun's favorite tabloids had revelations about Xu Shuhao's missing person.

When Huo Zhenye was flipping through the newspaper, he glanced at the revelation of missing persons, read it a few times and remembered Xu Shuhao's appearance.

Just now the big head led people to search up and down, he was smoking while observing the children in the classroom.

The classroom closest to him was teaching calligraphy, and the child who was the best at writing caught his attention. Unlike other children, he had a basic foundation and he had learned to write.

The more Huo Zhenye looked at him, the more he felt that this little boy looked familiar, but all the children here wore the same clothes, had the same haircut, and even had similar expressions on their faces.

Numb, indifferent, as if unaware of the turmoil in the outside world.

Huo Zhenye came up with such a method, Xu Shuhao turned his head reflexively.

Huo Zhenye cut back the hand of the person in charge, found the gun from him, unloaded the bullet and handed him over to the boss.

The weapons were found, and there were abducted children in the house. The case was upgraded to a major case, and one of the police officers hurried back to call for reinforcements.

"Look at him, I'll go upstairs." Huo Zhenye took out the handcuffs and handcuffed the person in charge, pushing him to the big head.

"There's nothing upstairs." The big head searched carefully, and even listened to the movement through the door. There was no sound inside, and it didn't look like there was anyone at all.

Huo Zhenye didn't want to scare the big head at first, so he took a look at the big head: "When we entered the door, the attic window was open, the sun is so bright today, if you look in through the keyhole, how can it be dark inside?"

With the window open, the sun will shine in, and you can see the gleam through the keyhole as well.

It was pitch black, either someone blocked the keyhole, or someone behind the door was looking out through the keyhole.

Huo Zhen nodded his eyes, and the big head finally realized it. He gasped, seeing Huo Zhenye went upstairs, asked a few brothers to watch over him, and locked all the children in a classroom.

Quickly followed Huo Zhenye upstairs, and saw Huo Zhenye going up to the attic lightly.

The door was still locked, and everyone downstairs was subdued by the police. Except for the gatekeeper and the person in charge, the teachers in class were indeed invited to teach, and there was no force to resist at all.

Huo Zhenye walked to the door, squatted down, and looked into the keyhole, but it was still pitch black.

He turned sideways, took something out of his pocket, and poked it hard into the keyhole. There was a loud noise behind the door, as if someone stepped back quickly and knocked something down.

The big head followed closely, Huo Zhenye kicked the door open, and saw a bed, a table, and a screen in the attic. He walked around the screen and saw an old man with white hair lying on the bed.

He is also accompanied by a young man who appears to be watching over him.

Huo Zhenye looked back and forth between the two: "Master Hongyang?"

After a while of silence, the old man on the bed agreed in a low voice: "It's me."

Holding the gun, Huo Zhenye walked carefully step by step to the bed. The young man beside the bed lowered his head, as if he was very scared.

"Who is this?" Huo Zhenye pointed his gun at the young man.

"This is... this is my apprentice, his name is... Lu Ming." The old man coughed suddenly after speaking, he was out of breath, but his apprentice remained motionless, with a worried look on his face nothing.

The old man looked at Huo Zhenye with no fear or defense in his eyes, but a kind of longing instead.

"You two come with me to the arresting room." The big head stepped forward and pointed at the two.

Only then did the young man move. He helped the old man on the bed. The old man seemed exhausted and trembling all over. When the two walked past Huo Zhenye.

Huo Zhenye put the muzzle of the gun on the young man's waist, and the young man froze when he heard Huo Zhenye say, "Master Hongyang, you don't even dare to recognize your name?"

The young man kept his head down all the time, and only then did he raise his head. The expression on his face changed, and he glanced at Huo Zhenye: "How do you know?"

The big head opened his mouth slightly, he thought that the old man lying on the bed was the first teacher, shouldn't the first teacher be an elderly person?

"We met before." In the cake shop, he bumped into him and cast spells on him. Although he used his hat as his face, Huo Zhenye saw his hands, which were a pair of young people's hands.

The old man made a "woo hoo" sound, he grabbed his head and said, "Help me!"

This old man is Hongyang's second disciple, Lu Ming.

Hong Yang was severely injured, Bai Yang used his young disciples to renew his energy, and each of them let him inhale for a year or two.

Adding up seventeen or eighteen years of energy turned him from an old man back to a middle-aged man.

But Hongyang was not satisfied, he also wanted a young body, Baiyang not only refused, but also drove him out of the Taoist altar, covered up his aura, and let him hide in this small building.

Only one disciple was sent to take care of his daily life, and the person downstairs took care of both the child and him.

Hongyang had no choice but to absorb Lu Ming's energy and continue to practice spells.

He never expected that this rich young master could find him.

Huo Zhenye's guess was right, Hong Yang had indeed set up a restriction in the small building, he was guarding against both Bai Yang and Bai Zhun, but he never expected that Huo Zhenye would find him without using spells.

The handcuffs handcuffed Hongyang, and Huo Zhenye personally sent him to the arresting room.

Only then did the big head reveal the secret: "This is Mr. Huo!"

Those who knew Huo Zhenye in the arresting room came to see him. It turned out that Qiao Zhuang in the novel could really be completely unrecognizable: "Mr. Huo, you are too powerful, you are even stronger than Chen Charlie. "

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Huo Zhenye washed off the makeup on his face, and he specially took care of the big head: "This man is a bit evil, so he should be guarded more strictly. Don't talk to him, don't approach him, and the guards must not fall asleep."

The big head suddenly understood: "It is he who wants to harm you!"

There is nothing to hide from the big head, the more he knows, the more he can guard against Hongyang.

"It's him."

"Don't worry, Mr. Huo, I'm definitely optimistic about him, and I will never let him run away."

Among the dozens of children, it was found that seven or eight were abducted, and most of them were abducted from cars and boats. Such children are easier to control.

Xu Shuhao's parents rushed to pick up their child when they received the call. Xu Shuhao's father was a university professor, and his son had been missing for more than a month. Not only did he publish his son's photo in newspapers in Shanghai, but also in Tianjin and Beijing.

Unexpectedly, he could find the child, and thanked the arresting house with the child in his arms.

Only then did Mr. Song know that Datou and the others had made their own decisions. He was just about to reprimand Datou when he heard Professor Xu say that he would write an article to praise the patrol.

The reporters moved upon hearing the news, and the chief arrester Song was interviewed by the reporters in the office of the arresting room. He said that he had noticed the change early on in this case, so he arranged for manpower to stand guard.

Huo Chaozong took office immediately. Although Song Zongzhang was an official in the concession, there had been rumors that the government was going to take back the concession. He still wanted to eat this meal, and greatly publicized Huo Zhenye's great achievements.

"It's because Mr. Song has a good leader that he has so many capable generals under his command."

Everyone carried the sedan chairs, and after Huo Zhenye finished lifting the sedan chairs, he said to Mr. Song: "That prisoner, please give him some trouble."

Mr. Song understood that there must be some personal grievances, but he said very beautifully: "Of course a wicked person like this should be punished according to the law."

After speaking, he revealed the news to Huo Zhenye: "That Professor Xu is also a famous person, he is very indignant, once the article is published, public opinion will not let these human traffickers go."

Huo Zhenye smiled, grabbed Hongyang, he was relieved, promised to treat the policemen to dinner, and then prepared to go home.

Mr. Song sent him to his door: "Mr. Huo, we are such old friends, I would like to invite Mr. Huo and Brother Zun to have a light meal at the house, and Mr. Huo to show me your face."

Huo Zhenye rubbed his chin: "To tell the truth, Mr. Song, I quarreled with my elder brother, and he kicked me out."

Mr. Song's smile froze, and he laughed again, pointing at Huo Zhenye: "Young master Huo lost his temper with your brother?"

"That's right. He wants me to join the Chamber of Commerce and do some serious things, but I like to do this." Half-truth, half-truth, so that Chief Song did not dare to ignore his request. Now Hongyang's suffering will only be More or less.

"Joining the chamber of commerce is a good thing, but Mr. Huo is still young, and the door to my place will always be open for you." Huo Chaozong cared so much about this younger brother, Song Boss paid more attention to it, and when he turned around, he asked people to whip that Hongyang first. go.

Hongyang took a solid baton, these patrols don't care who he is, Hongyang gagged his mouth and whipped him before he could speak.

How could Hongyang have ever suffered such humiliation, he fell on the muddy floor of the prison, thinking that Baiyang would come to rescue him, when Baiyang came, one of these people counted as one, and they all died in a dream.

But Bai Yang didn't come.

With the clues provided by Huo Zhenye, the newspapers quickly disclosed the matter of the training of the three talents. The reporters took many photos, and some abducted children only remembered their names and went to the newspapers to find their parents.

Children who cannot find their parents are sent to foster homes first.

The Hongkou Daoist Temple was greatly affected by this incident, Bai Yang was furious, and postponed the momentum of expansion.

Huo Zhenye went home triumphantly, and spread the newspaper in front of Bai Zhun: "How about it? I'm amazing." You can't just look at him as handsome. Apart from being handsome, he still has many advantages.

Bai Zhun picked up the newspaper and flipped through it twice. Huo Zhenye praised himself endlessly, how he caught Hongyang, and how he saved the child.

Bai Zhun flipped the newspaper back and snorted softly.

Huo Zhenye was stunned: "It's fine if you don't praise me, why are you still losing your temper?"

Bai Zhun glanced at him, why is this man's luck so good, saving children is the most cost-effective deal, once he saves seven or eight, if he can really use this to renew his life incense, it will last him for several years in half a year .

Huo Zhenye saw Bai Zhun humming angrily, and his stomach felt hot: "Don't invite me."

The voice is hoarse and the breathing is light.

He forgot how rebellious Bai Zhun was, the more he said no, the more presumptuous Bai Zhun became.

Bai Zhun stretched out his hand, scratching his eyebrows with his fingertips: "You are smart and clever, but you are good-looking, which is very pleasing to me."

Huo Zhenye stood up abruptly, leaned over and carried him into the room, and put him on the bed, he must have a taste today.

Bai Zhun was not afraid at all, and stretched out his hand to support his shoulder: "Tomorrow will be the City God's Third Tour."

One sentence made Huo Zhenye quiet down, Chenghuang's three rounds were too exhausting, he sat on the bed and didn't touch Bai Zhun again.

Bai Zhun snorted and slid his eyes down the waistband of his trousers, looking up there.

Huo Zhenye took a deep breath, stood up and walked out the door.

"Why are you going?"

Huo Zhenye gritted his teeth: "Take a cold shower."