Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

A great sadness rose in Xu Xiang's heart!

At this point, even he, a powerful corporate boss, doesn't know how to comfort this devout Taoist priest who has been wrongly accused, and he can't make any promises.

The real person was set up. This was an organized, premeditated, and high-IQ crime. Every aspect and every detail was taken care of. The evidence against Taoist Xuanzhen was irrefutable. Even if Conan from Teitan Elementary School came, he couldn't overturn the case.

Xu Xiang gently patted the old man's shaking hands and asked:

"Master, what are your plans next? Are you going to continue to capture the God of Thieves and the Saint of Thieves?"

"What's the point of catching the thief god or the thief saint..." Taoist Xuanzhen sighed, "I am too ashamed to see anyone, so I will go to live in seclusion in the deep mountains and old forests."

Xu Xiang nodded and said: "Alright, alright, it's good to stay out of the spotlight for now."

Taoist Xuanzhen said faintly:

"If I didn't want to see the fairy world again in this life, I would go to the deep mountains and forests to find a crooked tree and end my life there."

"Oh, old master! Why are you still saying such depressing words?

Everyone in the circle knows that you are innocent. Even if a knife is put to your neck, no one will believe that you, Xuanzhen Zhenren, would commit adultery!

Don’t take the criticism from ordinary people outside the circle to heart. The Internet has no memory. After a while, when the heat has died down, no one will mention this matter anymore.”

"I hope so..." Taoist Xuanzhen sighed, and suddenly raised his head and said:

"Mr. Xu, can you arrange a car to take me there? Now my face is known all over China, and I get scolded wherever I go.

I don’t dare to take a train or a plane, or stay in a hotel, or appear in public…”

Xu Xiang readily agreed to the reasonable request of the socially dead old man in front of him, and waved his hand to call his men across the street:

"Xiao Wu, immediately arrange a car to escort the old master, and take good care of him along the way."

Then he turned to Taoist Xuanzhen and said:

"Master, I have something else to do, so I have to excuse myself."

The old Taoist priest looked at Xu Xiang pitifully and said reluctantly:

"Mr. Xu, won't you see me off? I have suffered such a great injustice, how can you bear to leave me like this!"

Xu Xiang let out an extremely long sigh:

"Master Liaoran is at the police station in the next district. There are 18 other seniors like you who have been wronged and are waiting for me to rescue them!"

Chapter 226: The troubled alien world is once again on the brink of a cliff

July is approaching, which is the hottest time of the year.

The afternoon on a sunny day is the hottest time of the day.

The sun was scorching the earth so much that it was almost smoking. The two brothers Xu San and Xu Si, wrapped in heat, walked into a luxury hotel and met their father in the high-end suite on the 18th floor.

As soon as they entered the house, their hearts skipped a beat!

Xu Xiang's face was sallow, his eyes were tightly closed, and his whole body looked like a piece of old, rotten wood with its fuel running out, slumped on his back in a rocking chair.

Xu San and Xu Si took light steps and nervously approached their father. They reached out their hand to check his breathing and felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, fortunately, there is still life...

"Dad, are you going to die?" Xu Si bent down and asked cautiously in his father's ear:

"Have you written your will?"

Xu Xiang raised his leg and kicked his little son away, cursing angrily:

"Even if you die, I won't die!"

Xu Si stood up from the ground, holding his stomach and grimacing in pain:

"How can a father curse his son to die first? You are so old and you are still risking your life. How many years can you live?"

Xu Xiang knew that Xiao Si was indirectly trying to persuade him not to risk his life too much, so he laughed and scolded:

"You know nothing, little brat! I still have another 250 years to live!"

Xu Si recovered from the severe pain and sneered:

"Haha, it's good enough for a person to live to be a hundred years old. Two hundred and fifty years, and it's accurate to ten digits. I think you are an idiot!"

Xu San didn't say anything, but he agreed with his brother's opinion.

The two brothers didn't know the inside story and just thought their father was joking with them.

Xu San looked around the room and found that Xu Xiang was the only one here, so he asked:

"Dad, where's the baby?"

Xu Xiang pinched his nose tiredly:

"I'm going to pick up a package. I'll be back soon."

Xu Si brought two chairs and placed one in front of Xu San, and the two brothers sat next to Xu Xiang.

The two sons looked at Xu Xiang with bloodshot eyes, hoarse voices, and a haggard appearance.

Xu San felt sorry for his old father and advised him seriously:

"Dad, you need to get more rest."

Xu Si also restrained his cynical attitude, lit a cigarette for himself, crossed his legs, and said seriously:

"Dad, you don't look like you'll live long."

The old man said calmly:

"I haven't slept for seven days and seven nights. It's a miracle if I can look better."

Xu Si exclaimed in exaggerated admiration:

"That's great, Dad! You're still as hardworking and dedicated as ever!"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Xu Xiang slapped him again.

Xu Si jumped up from his chair and stepped aside, saying with a grin:

"I'm just afraid that you'll be exhausted!"

The work in the North China region suddenly became heavy again, extremely heavy!

However, this time we are not dealing with aliens, but powerful departments such as public security, procuratorate and courts in the secular world.

During these seven days, the three Xu family members flew all over North China on business trips, bailing out those famous people who were "caught" in various cities...

After chatting about family matters for a while, we started talking about work.

Xu San got up and made a pot of tea. He carried the tea tray to the small table next to Xu Xiang's recliner and poured three cups.

After handing the tea to his father and brother, Xu San also took a sip from a cup in his own hand and asked:

"Dad, how are you doing here?"

Xu Xiang took a big sip of tea without caring about the heat, and let out a long breath as if to vent his anger:

"Eighteen seniors from famous families have been rescued from the police station!"

Xu Si immediately clapped his hands and cheered, laughing:

"Ginger is always wiser with age, Dad, you are so awesome! San'er and I can't compare to you!"

Xu Xiang asked weakly: "What about you two?"

Xu Si just giggled and said nothing.

Xu San sighed in disappointment: "The situation is not ideal."

……

The network environment in the 3G era was relatively simple. Internet users of this era had not yet experienced much and had no concept of traffic speculation. They were basically in a pure state of believing whatever they heard.

The recent wave of hot search headlines against the sect can be described as uniform, and the reaction of people across the country is also uniform with eight words:

Filled with righteous indignation! Sharing the same hatred against the enemy!

The Chinese netizens, whose eyes have not yet been honed by the fancy capital flow, have no idea that the unified collapse of sects in various places is being orchestrated by someone.

In this turbulent situation, the difficulty of rescue has been greatly increased.

Yes, the company Nadutong is a security department with a very high administrative level, but in the world of ordinary people, people know nothing about it.

In the eyes of the relevant departments, the company is simply a courier. Why do they demand the release of "criminals" who have caused adverse social impacts?

Of course, Nadutong has its own way to rescue people, but because of the company's interest in confidentiality, it often has to contact the public security department through various connections, and this roundabout way is not very efficient.

They even couldn't take care of the many ordinary "tricked" aliens, and could only give priority to rescuing those who had a good reputation and prestige in the underworld.

Moreover, under such severe social opinions, it is not something that can be solved by just making a phone call or sending a lackey. It also requires company executives such as the Xu family father and son to take action personally.

Bring gifts, lose face; beg for favors, ask for help; speak softly, reason with others…

For example, Xu Xiang, the head of the North China region, personally went to rescue those respected seniors from famous families.

Xu San and Xu Si were one level lower, and they recruited famous elites from various factions.

……

Xu Xiang's past was too painful to recall. Even if he just recalled his recent experience in his mind, it made the old man extremely painful:

"Damn it, I've been running around pretending to be a grandson and asking people to do things for me these past few days. It's more tiring than fighting with people for seven days and seven nights!"

Mr. Xu from North China risked his life to clear up the wrongful imprisonment of eighteen old veterans.

But the work results of the two brothers Xu San and Xu Si were not so satisfactory. The two brothers were too young and their reputation was far less important than Xu Xiang.

Xu Si smoked the cigarettes one by one and said in a nonchalant manner:

"This is very strange, Dad. The company used their connections to rescue him, but our people in the police department revealed...

In almost all cases, someone has made a call, especially emphasizing the need for severe punishment and even large-scale handling!

The backgrounds of those so-called "victims" are not simple. I'm afraid there is a huge conspiracy waiting behind them. This is a big deal!"

Xu Si paused here, as if to give his father and brother time to think. He took this opportunity to pick up the teapot and fill the three cups with tea.

Then he smiled coldly and said grimly: