I have to admit that Chen Chengyi in front of me has a strange personality charm. His words are light and easy, but every sentence has entered people's hearts.

This feeling may take a lot of experience and the accumulation of time to give people such great persuasion.

However, I still feel like I don’t want to accept it. I just don’t give up just because of a few words from others. It’s almost everything in my life, such as relatives and friends.

I have only this left.

So, although I was curious about what fate I should have, I still said after a while of silence, "No matter what fate it is, I don't want to give up my relatives and friends. I am worried about Lao Zhou, and I want to see him immediately. Besides, isn't my life in my own hands?"

"Is that?" After I finished speaking, Chen Cheng turned around and looked at me with his eyes. The inquiring gaze seemed to fall into my heart, as if he was looking for an answer.

I was inexplicably out of confidence, just because I was not sure of my words. Those messy memories came to my mind. Isn’t that a feeling of fate that cannot be avoided?

I didn't say anything, and Chen Chengyi just smiled and didn't ask questions. He seemed to have a lot of past events in his heart, and often fell into his own contemplation.

Perhaps, I am unfamiliar with him and I am not qualified to truly understand someone like him.

Relatively speaking, Mr. Su, who naturally has a warm feeling, is better approached and can make people see through it.

In this silence, Mr. Su picked up the newspaper in his hand and suddenly handed it to me, saying, "Xiao Ye, why not read this news first?"

He pointed to a column of one of the newspapers and said to me.

I was a little confused, wondering if his actions were helping me, or breaking a somewhat awkward atmosphere, or if he really let me read the newspaper.

However, this makes me feel relieved. I always feel that although Chen Chengyi looks calm and gentle, there is always a deep sense of oppression hidden in his temperament and momentum in his words, without being aggressive.

It just makes people understand the distance from him, or makes me understand the distance from him.

In addition, I always feel that Mr. Su and Chen Chengyi look familiar to me, but I can't remember how familiar I look and don't want to think about it.

Anyway, all I can understand is that I should have had no intersection with them before.

No matter what Mr. Su asked me to read the newspaper, it would always be easier to face Chen Chengyi, especially when he was talking to him in a tit-for-tat way. I don’t know why. The farther the distance, the more I could only see his back, the more anxious and heavy my mood became. I always felt that I should try my best to catch up.

I looked at the newspaper casually, and actually knew in my heart that I should definitely thank Chen Chengyi. If it weren't for him, I would have turned into a cold corpse long ago.

But from his words, I also knew that he should have something to ask for me, and the price was to let go of his relatives and friends. After they refused later, how should I thank Chen Chengyi? I think as long as I don’t give up what I don’t want to give up, so what if I give him a life?

I made a secret decision in my heart and prepared to say this.

However, the newspaper that was originally just watching casually, as I read it, the content suddenly attracted me because, if I guessed correctly, wasn’t the “cat demon” incident reported in this newspaper? And the owner who was exposed should be Director Mao!

However, what people unexpectedly expected was that the title of so many lives in the newspaper turned into a family tragedy - a stressful occupation, a depressed family life, and a family tragedy.

In the newspaper description, Director Mao became a staff member of a hospital. He was under great pressure on weekdays and his family life suppressed, resulting in a drastic change in his personality. He killed his wife and pet dog, and secretly killed three people, and buried them near the morgue of the hospital.

Of course, in newspapers, the city uses letters and characters use pseudonyms, but in connection with the incident, I experienced it myself, how could I be hidden?

I frowned and put down the newspaper. This report actually wrote very simple about the incident. The focus is on discussing what correct mentality a person should have when facing social life. Moreover, the incident has been greatly diluted, and only his head is eaten, with more than thirty lives.

In the end, his wife was killed, and three other people were killed.

"What does this mean?" I felt a suppressed anger in my heart. Is this fair to the dead?

"Do you think it's unfair?" Mr. Su also picked up the tea cup, took a sip of the tea lightly, and then said softly: "Actually, there is no unfairness. The greatest fairness you have given them is to kill the real murderer. This way of handling is just a unique way in the circle and various relevant departments. After all, your previous handling of this matter has caused a certain social impact, such as if you make a big fuss in the police station and don't give an explanation. Otherwise, you think you have scared some ordinary people and caused bad influence and speculation, which is fairness to others."

I suddenly looked up at Mr. Su, what a strange statement?! Is this behind the incident that ordinary people often cannot access?

Although the appearance of Laobei has already made me vaguely have a position that there will be relative departments to deal with relative matters, and everything does not have to be on the surface, and in fact there is no need to be on the surface.

Joy and peace are the life that ordinary people want. Although many people work hard for it behind this, and although there are many buried truths behind this, as long as they are happy, wouldn’t it be fine?

I inexplicably began to agree with Mr. Su's statement.

"A certain resentment has been formed in that place, so naturally someone needs to be liberated. Moreover, the fundamental reason cannot be solved. The important thing is that the bodies of the victims must be buried in peace and the grievances can be maintained. This is the fundamental reason." At this time, Chen Chengyi also walked over by the window and began to talk about the cat demon incident.

"So?" I couldn't help but answer, but in fact, I could probably think of some consequences in my heart.

"So, those buried corpses are always dug out and then buried collectively in peace. Of course, in order to eliminate the impact, except for a few people, there will definitely not be too many people who know how many people died. Moreover, most of the people who were killed are homeless people. In addition, the hostel of the cat demon should have been killed by you, right? These are also needed to eliminate the impact." Chen Chengyi sat in his original position and explained to me a few words.

I frowned and remembered the enthusiastic neighbor next to Grandma Wen's house. Didn't she say something before? I don't remember the original words very clearly, but I probably always know them, that is, their area has not been peaceful recently, and it seems that some homeless people have disappeared.

It should be like this, I sighed to the sky.

In fact, these people are the most pitiful. I don’t know how many unjustly they died. But because of their identity and wandering problems, people can’t even investigate them.

Yes, they have no status in society, but in my eyes it is the same, life, an equal life.

I will not give sympathy to them randomly. After all, the way they choose is their own choice. Psychology is itself an unfairness, but this does not mean that I do not respect their lives.

"All sentient beings are equal, should homeless people be killed?" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but murmur, and I couldn't suppress the anger in my heart.

Chen Cheng looked at me and had a trace of praise inexplicably, and then said to me: "Yes, as long as life exists, it is the most respected. Ye Zhengling, you were still resisting your fate just now, but if your fate is like this, it is like killing Director Mao, or saving these pitiful lives, will you still resist?"

I was stunned for a moment. If this is true? Will I resist?

I remembered the identity I remembered - the demon hunter Nie Yan, whose courtesy name is Yangsheng and whose pseudonym Changwu.

Maybe this is really my destiny and mission?

I subconsciously shook my head at Chen Chengyi. I really didn't resist from the bottom of my heart, but

But Chen Chengyi patted my shoulder and said, "If you are really him, you will definitely not resist. Letting you give up your family will be a helpless move. A long time ago, I left my parents very early and stayed with my friends. Once upon a time, I was sad, numb and even resisted, but now, if you ask me an answer, I can only tell you that I will not want to put them in danger. Not to mention whether they are destined or not, I just want to say the deepest feeling in my heart, that is, no matter what situation I am in the end of the world, as long as I know that they are safe, my heart will be peaceful."

"Is there any danger in contact with me?" I asked in disbelief. Just after one thing, I became a dangerous product?

"What is your identity?" Chen Cheng looked at me and asked me back.

"Demon Hunter, I am a Demon Hunter named Nie Yan, I know. But I." When I think of this question, I was a little confused. If it were a Demon Hunter, who was Ye Zhengling?

"Nie Yan, okay! But it's not certain, who is the destined person between you and another person? But with this identity alone, can't you think of the word "danger"? If I tell you that Director Mao is just a very small character, what do you think?" Chen Chengyi asked me again.

I shook my head, I didn't know what to think.

Just because I remembered the group of people in the warehouse, the tall figure who didn't look like a normal person.
Chapter completed!