People always have to pay for their choices.

Every choice requires people to pay a different price for it.

This price may be money, time, or family and friendship.

It may also be life.

Mu Feng expressed his appreciation for Mr. Ren's spirit of willingness to take risks for the sake of his interests.

Therefore, he decided to fulfill the other party.

Well, to put it bluntly, I was originally planning to save him, but at this moment, I looked at the fearless spirit of the other party who was willing to risk his life for the sake of benefit.

Mu Feng suddenly felt that if he really intervened to save him, it would be an insult to Mr. Ren's noble personality.

People can ignore their lives for the sake of profit, so how can they intervene at will to destroy others' determination to commit suicide?

Such an inauthentic thing can't be done.

So, just as he was thinking, Mu Feng had decided not to care about Master Ren's life and death.

As for whether the other party will live or die in the end, it is no longer his business.

After all, this is not an original movie, but a real world.

On the other hand, while Mu Feng Year decided on Mr. Ren's future, Uncle Jiu also negotiated with Mr. Ren.

Mr. Ren took his daughter back home, and Uncle Jiu arranged for someone to help transport Mr. Ren's body back to his charity house.

After returning to the charity village, Mu Feng did not participate in the affairs of Mr. Ren, but went back to his room directly.

Staying in his room, Mu Feng grabbed the last page from the system space.

The two communicated in the room and no one knew what they had communicated, but they only knew that since that day, the last page was missing.

Time flies two days.

The first day we were at peace, and Uncle Jiu was busy helping Mr. Ren find a Feng Shui treasure land.

The next day, at night, it started to rain heavily.

The pavilion where the old man was placed in the backyard was parked, because the top was broken because the wind and sun were blowing.

Under the erosion of heavy rain, a piece of rubble finally broke and dripping rain fell from it.

As for this, Qiu Sheng, who was responsible for guarding Mr. Ren, was lazy and sleeping like a dead pig, had no idea.

The rain sprinkled and washed away the ink line on the coffin.

The zombies trapped in the coffin are no longer bound.

On a rainy night, the yin energy was strong. Feeling the call of the blood of his relatives, Old Master Ren, who turned into a zombie in the coffin, opened his eyes!

The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open, and the old man's body jumped out of it.

He bent down and sniffed Qiu Sheng who was sleeping like a dead pig. Old Master Ren wanted to bite his neck in one bite.

"Woo~Woo~"

Just as Old Master Ren's fangs were about to bite Qiu Sheng's neck, a whine sounded outside the yard.

The voice sounded, and Old Master Ren's body stiffened. The next moment, he turned around 180 degrees and jumped out of the backyard of the Yizhuang Village.

And all this cannot escape Mu Feng's perception.

Especially in the end, when a sound sounded outside the yard, and Kuang Guohua and Kuang Fusheng, who were second-generation zombies, did not notice it.

Mu Feng's gaze at the outside was full of meaning

There was nothing to say all night, and dawn was already dawn.

The clouds have stopped and the rain has closed, and the weather has turned clear. It can be predicted that today will be a good day.

However, on such a good morning, everyone's life began with a scream from the backyard.

"Ah! Not good!"

Qiu Sheng's broken gong sounded like a dead mother, and directly awakened everyone in the sleeping state.

After tidying up his clothes, Mu Feng stood up and walked out without any hesitation.

When I arrived at the backyard, I saw Uncle Jiu standing in front of the empty coffin with a gloomy face.

Around her was Qiu Sheng's figure with his head down like a defeated rooster.

"Hmph! I'm going to settle the score with you when I'm back!"

Pointing at Qiu Sheng, Uncle Jiu cursed angrily, turned around and prepared to walk towards the front yard.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Qiu Sheng's pleading voice sounded.

"Go and wipe your butt!"

Uncle Jiu's voice sounded.

"Ah? I didn't go to the toilet!"

Qiu Sheng looked confused.

"roll!"

Uncle Jiu walked out with a dark face and happened to meet Mu Feng coming towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, what's going on?"

He didn't ask what happened, he was still disdainful of lying, after all, everything happened under his witness last night.

"well!"

Uncle Jiu shook his head and ran away, everything was silent.

"I hope, it's still time!"

Having said that, he actually didn't feel it was too late.

Judging from the situation, the zombies have run away for a while. Now, Mr. Ren may have been sucked dry, so it is probably too late for them to rush over.

However, if you do your best to be loyal, you will also have your own responsibilities in such matters, and he cannot sit idly by.

Mu Feng shook his head gently and followed Uncle Jiu to the front yard.

At the same time, Madonna and Kuang Guohua who heard the news also rushed over.

The few people walked and communicated, and quickly rushed towards the Ren Mansion.

However, when they walked to the gate of Ren Mansion, looked at the broken door and listened to the crying of the women inside, everyone knew that they were late.

Sure enough, when several people walked into Ren's mansion, they saw the painful scene of Ren Tingting holding Mr. Ren's body.

And beside Ren Tingting, the security captain was comforting Ren Tingting.

After seeing Mu Feng and others arrive, the security captain Awei's eyes lit up, as if he had found a way out.

"Okay, Li Fengjiao, you dare to come!"

Security captain Awei shouted loudly, showing a righteous expression like Bao Qingtian. In conjunction with his black face as black as a carbon head, he really had a bit of an attitude.

At least, looking at this, a thought flashed through Mu Feng's mind: If he put on the crescent moon, it would be not much different from the black charcoal bag.

Just as Mu Feng was thinking about whether to add crescent moon to this Wei Qingtian's forehead, Awei walked to the nine-body in two steps in three steps.

"Lin Fengjiao, honestly, did you spy on the property of the Ren family and broke into the Ren family at night to kill my uncle?"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu was confused.

What do you mean by this?

The two clear tooth marks on Mr. Ren’s neck were obviously sucked by a zombie and died of blood.

Why did he kill it yourself?

Just as the confused uncle Jiu was about to explain, Awei had already taken out his pistol without saying a word.

"Lin Fengjiao, you don't need to make a frank argument. Be honest and lenient and resist strictness (those who know where he learned this sentence). Now we have mastered the evidence of your crime, and honest confession is your only way out.

I inform you in the name of the security team that you have been arrested and that you have the right to remain silent for the next twenty-four hours.

But every word you say will be used as evidence of your shooting!”

Upon hearing this, Uncle Jiu became even more confused.

Every word I say will be used as evidence of being shot, which means that I will not let myself speak?

I wanted to explain something, but looking at the homemade pistol in Awei's hand, Uncle Jiu finally chose to shut up.

But Mu Feng, who was on the side, watched all this with interest.

"Senior, have you known that this will happen?"

It’s not just Uncle Jiu who remembers what Mu Feng said before was not as good as quiet as he was. At most, the family will fall into the fall of his family. If he moves, his family will be destroyed.

At that time, Madonna, Kuang Guohua and his other men and Uncle Jiu's apprentice were also present.
To be continued...