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

Zhao Ya looked closely and confirmed that it was her own son.

No doubt about it, that face, those eyebrows, those features, they're exactly the same.

It seems that Master Fang has a lot of influence. As soon as Director Zhang gave the word, his people came out, without any delay.

Zhao Ya felt incredibly gratified.

As she was thinking, she saw Ji Zuodao walking over from the other end of the corridor, the hem of his black trench coat swaying gently with his steps.

The bloodstains on his body were particularly conspicuous under the fluorescent lights; there were several stains on the front of his trench coat, and even the cuffs were stained red, a shocking sight.

That was something that Ji Zuodao accidentally got on Wang Bing's face when he was peeling off the mask.

The main reason is that I didn't expect Wang Bing's painted skin to be so realistic, even with the bleeding effect. I didn't realize that the kid was such a detail-oriented person.

Zhao Ya's heart tightened, and the string that had just been loosened became taut again.

My precious son is injured!

"son!"

Zhao Ya let out a yell and pounced forward, her high heels clicking rapidly on the terrazzo floor, echoing in the quiet corridor.

She hugged Ji Zuodao tightly, with such force that it was as if she wanted to meld him into her own body.

Ji Zuodao was so caught off guard by her hug that he almost couldn't breathe, and he was completely stunned for a moment.

"Sweetie! You scared Mommy to death! Are you alright? Where are you hurt? Let Mommy see!"

Zhao Ya released him and began to touch Ji Zuodao all over, checking his injuries.

Those movements are clearly a standard skill for mothers.

As she touched it, she kept muttering to herself:

"Look at you, you're covered in blood! Does it hurt? Did they hit you? Did they abuse you? Tell Mom, Mom will stand up for you!"

Ji Zuodao originally wanted to kick away this beautiful woman who seemed to be a lunatic.

Who is Ji Zuodao? He is the head of the Demon Management Section of the 749 Bureau in Jinghai, a notorious and ruthless figure.

He's the one who always takes advantage of others. Aside from Qiqi and that group of vixens, who else would ever throw themselves at him?

Before he could even lift his foot, the beautiful woman took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth without saying a word.

The pills were round and plump, with a lustrous color and a faint medicinal fragrance.

Just by smelling it, you can tell it's no ordinary product. If it were on the market, one would easily sell for millions.

"Come on, baby, take this to calm your nerves. This is a calming pill that Mom specially brought from Shanghai. It works really well. It will relieve the pain and make you less afraid."

As Zhao Ya spoke, she stuffed the pills into Ji Zuodao's mouth with such eagerness, as if she was afraid that if she was a second late, her son would die from the pain.

Ji Zuodao blinked, with the few calming pills in his mouth, feeling the warm medicinal power dissolve in his mouth and slide down his throat into his stomach.

Hmm, it tastes good.

The medicine is also quite effective.

Although I don't know what's going on, it seems like the other party has mistaken me for someone else.

This mother is really something else. She can even mistake her own son for someone else. How blind must she be?

Why don't you hurry up and make an appointment with a proctologist to see if hemorrhoids are blocking your eyeballs?

Ji Zuodao cursed inwardly, but then thought, "If there's a bargain to be had, I'd be a coward."

What has Ji Zuodao relied on to roam the martial world for so many years? It's all about "greed".

Oh no, it's all thanks to "cleverness".

When a benefit is offered to you, why would you refuse it?

So he went ahead and started acting.

"Ouch……"

Ji Zuodao clutched his chest, his brows furrowed, and he let out a painful groan.

The voice sounded weak and listless, as if someone had just broken three of his ribs.

"It hurts here...it hurts terribly...that bastard punched me, and I still can't get over it..."

He rubbed his shoulder again: "It hurts here too. That bastard kicked me, and my bones are almost broken..."

He touched the back of his head again: "It hurts here too. That bastard hit me with something, and I'm still dizzy..."

As he spoke, he stole glances to observe Zhao Ya's expression.

Zhao Ya's well-maintained face was filled with heartache and anxiety.

Her eyes were red, and tears were welling up in them, about to fall.

"Oh dear, how did you get so badly injured! Those people are so cruel! How could they hurt you so badly!"

She then took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into Ji Zuodao's hand:

"Quick, eat this too! This is a bone-healing pill, most effective for bone injuries! And this, this is a blood-activating pill, to improve blood circulation and remove blood stasis! And this, this is..."

She stuffed all sorts of pills into Ji Zuodao's hands, as if they were free.

Ji Zuodao said no, but his hands didn't stop moving at all. He caught it and stuffed it into his mouth, filling both cheeks, like a hamster hoarding food.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Ya felt even more distressed: "Is that enough? Is that enough? Take it! If not, Mom has more!"

She then took out an exquisite jade bottle from her bag and placed it in Ji Zuodao's hand:

"This is a Qi-Nourishing Pill, which has miraculous effects on stabilizing one's foundation. You've been injured, and this is exactly what you need to heal. Take one pill a day for seven days, and I guarantee you'll be fully recovered!"

Ji Zuodao took the jade bottle, opened the lid, and smelled it.

A rich medicinal aroma wafted over, and just smelling it made one feel the spiritual energy circulating within their body accelerate.

Goodness, this thing is worth a lot of money.

Which family does this belong to?

We'll investigate further. If they've committed any crimes, we'll take our brothers and raid their home and wipe out the entire family.

From beginning to end, Ji Zuodao never called out the word "Mom" once.

Why? To avoid disputes later.

He's now pretending to be stupid, which could be interpreted as the beautiful woman mistaking him for someone else and forcibly stuffing the pill into his mouth.

He knew nothing; he was just an innocent passerby who was inexplicably given a mouthful of pills. He was quite helpless.

It's basically just cheating.

I've already swallowed it, I can't just poop it out, can I?

Ji Zuodao was making his own plans, but his face showed a "I'm so miserable" expression.

Zhao Ya felt a pang of heartache seeing him like this, and took a few more items out of her bag, stuffing them into his hands: "Wear this jade pendant; it can ward off evil and bring good fortune. Keep this amulet safe; it can save your life in a critical moment. And this..."

Ji Zuodao looked at the growing amount of things in his hands and felt incredibly happy.

Good heavens, this deal is a steal!

If he had known that having a mother would have so many benefits, he would have gone around asking for mothers all over the place long ago.

After seeing that he had taken most of the benefits, Ji Zuodao let out a burp.

The burp, carrying a medicinal aroma, wafted through the corridor.

He reached out and shoved Zhao Ya away.

The action was so swift and decisive, so ruthless, like throwing away trash, without the slightest hesitation.

"Auntie, you've mistaken me for someone else. *hiccup*"

He patted his stomach and let out a burp.

Zhao Ya was completely stunned.

She remained in the position of being pushed away, one hand still outstretched in mid-air, as if reaching for something.

Her face was filled with confusion, bewilderment, and bewilderment.

"You...you're not..."

"I am not your son."

Ji Zuodao dusted himself off, straightened the collar of his trench coat that Zhao Ya had wrinkled, and said slowly, "I'm just passing by."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left without waiting for Zhao Ya's reaction.

He's just like a scumbag.