A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

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The blue SUV glided into the parking space with a precise drift and came to a perfect stop.

Dog released the steering wheel and tossed his head smugly.

Ji Zuodao got out of the car, went around to the back, and opened the rear door.

Zhao Lingling was holding a paper bag that was almost half her height, printed with a gold "M" logo. Her face was almost buried in the bag as she focused intently on finishing the last few hamburgers.

She ate until her cheeks were bulging, like a focused and happy little hamster storing food for winter.

Ji Zuodao remained expressionless, but his heart was bleeding silently.

This girl... she can eat too much.

His intention was to give her something to eat to calm her nerves, but the little thing turned around and performed a "food disappearing act" for him.

Thirty-six hamburgers, seventy-two chicken legs...

In the mere ten minutes it took to drive back from the fast food restaurant, she vanished into that cherry-like mouth at an astonishing speed.

Ji Zuodao's eyelids twitched as he watched, and he even had to ask Dog Master to pull the car over to the side of the road so he could carefully examine Zhao Lingling from head to toe and inside out several times.

The acupoints are not open, the meridians are ordinary, and the spiritual platform is clouded.

She is indeed just an ordinary little girl who hasn't yet embarked on the path of cultivation.

This is truly unbelievable.

Aren't the Zhao family prominent and wealthy families in Jinghai?

Are parents so strict that they don't even feed their children?

Or is it that the Zhao family recently went bankrupt and their children are going hungry?

The thousand or so yuan "start-up capital" that the master chef had stingily slipped to him when he came down the mountain was used up by this "soothing meal," and more than half of it went straight to the food.

One hundred and eight hamburger drumsticks... Is this little girl planning to start a rebellion or what?

"Burp~"

Zhao Lingling finally swallowed the last bite, letting out a small, satisfied burp, her face flushed with the rosy glow of someone who had eaten and drunk their fill.

She raised her head, her large, moist eyes looking at Ji Zuodao, filled with dependence and a little embarrassment.

Ji Zuodao silently looked away, and the sting in his heart caused by the "food expenses" inexplicably dissipated when he met that gaze.

Oh well, I'll just consider it an investment.

He reached out and lifted Zhao Lingling out of the car.

The little girl was very light, but the huge paper bag in her arms, which smelled of food, took up a lot of space.

Ji Zuodao walked into Jinghai 749 carrying the "human-shaped little Pixiu" and her huge "snack bag".

Just as Ji Zuodao carried Zhao Lingling to the door, he heard Zhao Ping's tearful plea coming from the end of the corridor:

"Brother Liu! Director Liu! You absolutely have to help me this time! My Lingling... Lingling just got home last night, and she's gone again this morning!"

"I investigated, and it turns out there's a mole within the family, working together from the inside! But that bastard... I had just gotten a lead when he... he committed suicide by poisoning himself! All the leads have gone cold! I... I really have nowhere else to turn!"

Immediately following was Deputy Director Liu's signature loud, suppressed roar, filled with barely suppressed rage:

"Damn it! Are you never going to stop?! Do you really think Jinghai 749 is just for show? Time and time again, you've pulled these low-down stunts on my turf! Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'll definitely help you get that girl out!"

"Liu Ming! Get your ass over here! Urgent mission! Send out all the brothers who aren't currently working! Investigate! Investigate to the death!"

"Notify the intelligence department to pull up the list of those well-known 'intermediaries' and 'brokers' in the black market! I'm not going to take down three or five of their hideouts today, or I'm quitting this job!"

"Brother Liu! Brother Liu, you mustn't do this!"

Zhao Ping's voice trembled with panic as he desperately held back Deputy Director Liu, who seemed about to rush out himself.

"If you use such drastic measures, what if... what if those desperate thugs become cornered and hurt my daughter? Lingling is still in their hands!"

"Damn it!"

Frustrated, Deputy Director Liu slammed his fist on the metal wall next to him, making a dull thud. The specially made wall even dented slightly.

"How frustrating! This is fucking frustrating! If only Xiao Ji were here... That kid's got connections and a lot of tricks up his sleeve, maybe..."

Before he could finish speaking, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking down the corridor out of the corner of his eye, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Deputy Director Liu and Zhao Ping turned their heads at the same time.

Ji Zuodao was seen slowly walking towards them, carrying a little girl with delicate features, shiny lips, and a huge fast food bag in his arms.

The big, lazy black dog followed at my feet.

Time seemed to stand still for a second.

"Uncle Liu."

Ji Zuodao stopped a few steps away and nodded to Deputy Director Liu as a greeting.

His gaze swept over Zhao Ping, whose eyes were red-rimmed and whose hair was disheveled, and then looked at Zhao Lingling, who was in his arms trying to wipe her greasy little hands on his clothes to clean them.

"I found it on the road and just happened to fish it out."

Ji Zuodao spoke succinctly, extending his arm to hand the "little Pixiu" from his arms to Zhao Ping.

Zhao Ping's expression shifted from extreme anxiety to blank stare, and then to unbelievable ecstasy.

The image finally freezes in a distorted state, a mixture of shock, relief, and extreme lingering fear.

He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He just rushed forward two steps and almost snatched his daughter from Ji Zuodao's arms.

"Lingling! My Lingling! It really is you! Are you alright?! You scared your dad to death!"

Zhao Ping hugged his daughter tightly, so tightly that Zhao Lingling let out a soft moan.

He felt around to make sure his daughter was unharmed; apart from a little white sauce and bread crumbs on the corner of her mouth, she didn't have a single scratch on her body.

After the ecstasy came boundless gratitude.

Zhao Ping suddenly raised his head and looked at Ji Zuodao. This young man, who had saved his daughter's life twice in two days, was now shining brightly in his eyes.

"Unorthodox methods! Heretical paths! Brother Ji!"

Zhao Ping's voice trembled, and he spoke incoherently. He released his daughter and actually made a move to kneel down.

"I can't thank you enough! Uncle... Uncle really doesn't know how to repay you! I... I'll kowtow to you!"

"No! Uncle Zhao! You mustn't!"

Ji Zuodao reacted quickly, grabbing Zhao Ping's arm to prevent him from actually kneeling down.

But he couldn't help but mutter to himself:

Your gift is too much... I'm embarrassed to ask you to reimburse me for the thirty-six hamburgers and seventy-two chicken legs.

He forced a humble, slightly embarrassed smile:

"Uncle Zhao, please don't say that, you're making me feel uncomfortable. It's just my duty, it was just a coincidence. I'm glad the child is alright."

Zhao Ping was supported by him and couldn't kneel down. He could only hold Ji Zuodao's hand tightly and shake it vigorously, his eyes reddening again.

"What's it to do! This is saving my daughter's life! Twice! Twice!"

"Xiaodao, from this day forward, you are my nephew, Zhao Ping's nephew! No, closer than a blood relative! In Jinghai, if you need anything, just ask, and the Zhao family will give you everything they have!"

Seeing that Zhao Lingling was safe and sound, Deputy Director Liu breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, and patted Ji Zuodao's shoulder with his large, fan-like hand.

"Good job, lad! Well done! Another merit!"

Ji Zuodao smiled and hooked his arm around Deputy Director Liu's shoulder.

"Uncle Liu, I've used some bait; I think I can hook a big catfish. Eating it alone might be too tough. Shall we call some men and go together to catch it all?"