When he heard this, Chen Fan was silent again.

After a long silence, he felt very depressed. He had thought that this might be a bit frustrating, but he really didn't expect that things could develop to such a nonsense level now.

"I have to help her because I know that if I don't help her, she will harm herself." Master Hongren touched his bright bald head, "To be honest, I'm not a good person, but I think I'm not a fool, and I can tell right from wrong."

"That's right, you're right." Chen Fan leaned on the sofa, raised his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

"If you want to interfere in this matter, I won't stop you. With your ability, even if I want to stop you, there is no way." Master Hongren spread his hands, "But I hope you can understand that honest people should be bullied, what do you think?"

Chen Fan touched his head, "Is this matter over here? Or is there more people involved?"

"I will ask those who deserve to die to see the King of Hell." The little girl clenched her fist and said viciously, "No one can escape if you don't leave."

"If I were one of you, or your parents, I would rather you live happily than avenge them." Chen Fan felt so depressed, so depressed that he couldn't breathe. Although it was the usual attitude of many people to hold on to him, if such a thing happened, I believe anyone would feel it if it was.

A tragedy reflects not only the sadness of the little people.

Chen Fan felt uncomfortable because this incident reminded him of himself. He was too young at that time and could not stand things. Now, he still feels very angry. He believed but doubted, and was loyal but slandered. What people cannot stand in their lives is not "anger" but "worry". Logically speaking, as the protagonist of a book, he should tell her a great truth and then let her put down her butcher's knife and become a Buddha, otherwise such a person would be difficult to become the protagonist of life.

But Chen Fan couldn't speak anyway, because he felt that doing this was disgusting, pretentious, pretending, and mentally retarded.

Everyone has different experiences, so they can't say "tolerance" or "let go" to everyone.

It is true that in the Buddhist view, those who can "let go" are wise men, and know that "let go" is the wisdom of life, but such people are very few after all. Although the sky rain is wide, it does not moisten the rootless grass, and even if Buddhism is broad, it will not save people without fate. For idiots like Chen Fan, some people are not worthy of sympathy at all.

"Just pretend I haven't been here."

Chen Fan patted the dust on his body and stood up, holding his coat in his hand, ready to go out.

"You really don't care?"

Master Hongren looked at him in surprise.

"Um."

Chen Fan nodded and walked to the door. The little girl didn't move and looked at Chen Fan blankly. Master Hongren saw Chen Fan turning around and looked at him, grinning, "You..."

Chen Fan wanted to speak but stopped, but finally shook his head and turned around and left.

"Master, you seem to have something to say."

Xiaoman followed Chen Fan and pulled him as soon as he went out.

"I want to tell him that I seem to have seen that young model before."

“Where is it?”

“In the hospital.”

Xiaoman made a puzzled statement, "So what's wrong?"

"I took a look at her test form when I was idle. There was something wrong with it. But I wasn't sure if I saw her for a while, so I didn't say it."

"You said that woman was sick." Xiaoman asked curiously, "Is it that kind of disease?"

"No." Chen Fan knew what Xiaoman meant by "that kind of disease" and touched her head, "hiv, positive."

Xiao Manchu was stunned, and then he covered his mouth with fear, "Then why don't you tell him!"

"You will suffer for yourself. All dharmas are empty, but the consequences are not empty." Chen Fan's old aura clattered, "I will come out and pay it back sooner or later, not that I will not pay it back. The time has not arrived, why don't he understand this principle?"

Xiaoman looked contemptuous, "Master, I think you did it on purpose."

Chen Fan smiled, "That's right, I did it on purpose."

"Actually, he is not that bad, he still has a sense of justice." Xiaoman began to say good things to that guy.

"I didn't say he was bad either, I just didn't want to interfere with this matter." Chen Fan said, and sneered again, "When it was okay, Mr. Xue Yue complained to me that the population in the Yin and Yang realms was seriously unbalanced, so in my opinion, you should die if you deserve it, there is nothing wrong with it."

Xiaoman tilted his head, "Who is Xue Yue?"

"Little Hei Niu'er."

"It's the big sister from the underworld,"

"Um."

Xiaoman opened her mouth in shock, "So her name is Xue Yue."

"Have I not told you?"

"No."

Chen Fan thought for a while, "Is that true?"

"Definitely not."

"Then why don't you ask me?"

"I dare not ask."

Chen Fan is young, this answer is very true.

"Stay one more day today, let's leave tomorrow."

Chen Fan took out his cell phone and looked at the text message he had just arrived, and said to Xiaoman.

"Um!"

Xiaoman nodded vigorously.

"Well, Mr. Chen, how are you doing what you are going to do?"

The guy who had been waiting outside for a long time followed and asked Chen Fan carefully. He also knew that Chen Fan was a character and could not be offended easily.

"When I go back, tell your boss that this is not easy to do. Let me think of a solution for a few days. If I really can't wait, I'll hire another expert. To be honest, I don't have much confidence in this matter."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he waved his hand to signal that he could leave. The guy grinned and was a little reluctant, but when Chen Fan glared at him, he didn't dare to act rashly, so he went back in shame.

——Cut—

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