Gao Wu: I am invincible now that I have connected to the Immortal Gate.

When Qi Feng returned home, he was inevitably scolded by his mother Wang Caixia.

"You've only been back for a few days, and you're not at home again. I don't know what to say to you..."

Qi Feng smiled and explained, "Mom, I'm going to get together with my old classmates. It's inevitable."

Qi Ru on the side suddenly said, "Brother, aren't all your classmates going to college or joining the army? Do you have any friends in Jing'an District?"

Qi Feng glanced at Qi Ru coldly, "Wu Jianguo, the president of the Wushu Association? Do you have any objections?"

Qi Ru stopped talking and started to eat breakfast.

Qi Feng stayed at home for only more than a week, and then he boarded the high-speed train on the way back, using the excuse that he had something to do at school.

Two days later, Qi Feng appeared on an old street.

Qi Feng took out his mobile phone, looked at the victim's current address that Gao Baoguo had sent him before, and began to look for it.

A few minutes later.

Qi Feng stood at the door of an old residential area.

"It should be here!"

Soon, Qi Feng knocked on a door.

The door opened quickly, and a middle-aged woman appeared in front of Qi Feng, asking in confusion and vigilance.

"Who are you looking for?!"

Qi Feng frowned slightly, "I'm looking for He Qingguo."

"He Qingguo?" The woman shook her head, "I don't know him."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman wanted to close the door.

Qi Feng immediately stretched out his hand to support the door, "Please think about it again, He Qingguo should have lived here before!"

"Wife, who is it?!"

A shirtless man ran out of the house quickly.

The woman immediately explained, "This person said he was looking for He Qingguo. Who is He Qingguo? Do you know him?"

The man stared at Qi Feng in confusion, "Why are you looking for He Qingguo? He Qingguo has not lived here for a long time. This house is ours now!"

Qi Feng frowned, "Where is he now?"

"Go look for him near the entrance of the community. Where there are many stray cats and dogs, he is probably there."

"Thank you."

Qi Feng thanked him and turned away.

The middle-aged couple looked at Qi Feng's back as he left, both with a puzzled look on their faces.

"Honey, who is He Qingguo?"

The man closed the door and sighed softly, "It's the old madman who lives in the garbage dump."

"I didn't expect someone to come to find him specifically. It's really strange. Isn't the old madman's family all dead..."

...

Qi Feng finally found the target of his trip next to the garbage dump at the entrance of the community.

A crazy, dirty, white-haired old man.

"He Qingguo."

Qi Feng walked over and called out the other person's name calmly.

The old man turned his head suddenly, subconsciously grabbed the torn bag at his feet, and looked at Qi Feng vigilantly.

"Who are you?!"

Qi Feng frowned slightly. He remembered that the information showed that the other person should not be more than 50 years old this year, but he looked so old.

"Who are you? What do you want from me?"

The old man raised his voice, looking a little aggressive.

Qi Feng didn't know what to say for a while, and a series of information flashed through his mind at the same time.

He Qingguo, an ordinary worker in Wu'an District, Xizhou, has two daughters.

The youngest daughter He Ling was spotted by Po Jun on the way home from evening self-study in her second year of high school and forcibly abducted.

After hearing the news, the eldest daughter He Xue went to the Po Tian martial arts hall branch to argue, and then never came back.

A week later, the bodies of the two sisters were found on a river beach somewhere outside Wu'an District, Xizhou, and their deaths were miserable.

He Qingguo's wife couldn't bear the blow and committed suicide...

Qi Feng recalled this and sighed, "Uncle, I am He Xue's classmate, and I came to see you specially."

Perhaps it was because of the word "He Xue" that the old man's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, "You... Are you really Xiaoxue's classmate?!"

Qi Feng took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes, I'm here to help you!"

The old man, He Qingguo, began to tremble and looked very excited.

But soon, He Qingguo suddenly pointed at Qi Feng and shouted, "You are lying!"

"I have found all of Xiaoxue's classmates and friends since childhood, and I remember them all very clearly, but you are not!"

"Do you think I am stupid? Crazy? I am very sober, and I remember every face of everyone clearly!"

He Qingguo spoke quickly and emotionally, and even a little incoherent.

"I lied." Qi Feng nodded calmly and seriously, "But I didn't lie to you. I really came to help you."

"Help me?" He Qingguo's eyes became a little

Confused.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something and grabbed Qi Feng's hand, "You are a warrior! You are a very powerful warrior, right?!"

"Yes."

After getting Qi Feng's affirmative answer, He Qingguo became excited again.

"I knew it. I have seen so many warriors. I can recognize them at a glance. You must be a warrior, definitely..."

He Qingguo kept repeating in his mouth, pulling Qi Feng to a place.

Qi Feng did not resist and let him pull him forward.

Soon, Qi Feng was taken to a remote and dark place.

This is the corner between a residential building and a wall. It is a temporary shack built with black oilcloth and a few pieces of wood.

The ground is full of various mineral water bottles, beverage bottles, cardboard, scrap iron and other things, and there is almost no place to stand.

He Qingguo pulled Qi Feng with one hand and moved forward quickly in the garbage dump, making a "clattering" sound of plastic bottles colliding under his feet.

"Wait a moment."

Walked to the depths of the garbage heap, under the shack.

He Qingguo let go of Qi Feng's arm and crawled in.

He came out again, holding a handful of change and a passbook in his hand, and knelt in front of Qi Feng.

"Help me, help me kill Pojun and Potian, and I'll give you all this money!"

He Qingguo held the passbook in his hand high, as if to make it easier for Qi Feng to see the numbers on it.

Seeing Qi Feng silent, he became nervous, "Not enough, right? I know it's not enough, it's very little, but I can still earn more!"

He Qingguo looked around, and the plastic bottles under his feet made a sound, "These are all money, but I haven't had time to exchange them yet!"

"If it's still not enough, you...you can take my life!"

Qi Feng looked at the anxious old man in front of him calmly, without any emotional fluctuations.

"I don't want your money or your life. I will destroy Potian Martial Arts School."

"I will help you kill Potian and Pojun father and son."

"I will let you see all this with your own eyes!"

After saying that, Qi Feng turned and left.

He Qingguo looked at Qi Feng's receding back in confusion and doubt, and gradually burst into tears.

A few minutes later, Qi Feng soared into the sky and flew slowly. When the breeze blew, he felt a little better.

With Qi Feng's current strength and temperament, even if the sword was about to hit him, he would be like a spring breeze and would not even blink.

But just now in that small shack, he felt like he was under a thick dark cloud, and he felt an indescribable feeling of depression and discomfort.

Since no one asked for justice, he would ask for it!

Even if the Martial Saint came in person, Qi Feng would definitely kill him!