Seeing the police coming towards him, Mo Fei suddenly became nervous, fearing that his hidden abilities would be exposed.

But then I thought about it, even if I tell the other party blatantly, no one would believe it, and it is very likely that I would regard myself as a madman.

As for the martial arts, it doesn't matter. No one cares about fake martial arts masters these days. What else can I be afraid of like a real master?

"Hello, sir, I am Zhang Yang, the police chief of Changhe City Police Department. Did you save Ms. Du Wenwen?"

Du Wenwen is the name of the girl. Mo Fei talked with the girl a few times before, but he also knew each other's name.

"That's right, it's me." Mo Fei nodded.

"Can you tell me what happened? I'll do a brief record."

He had already had a scheming case about how to deal with the police's inquiries, and at this time he told the reason he had thought of.

"I am a computer seller. Today I came here to help people repair computers. I didn't know that I had found the wrong place. When I was about to leave, I suddenly heard some suspicious sounds. I lay on the door and listened for a while, but I heard them discussing the kidnapping. In desperation, I smashed the door and went in to save the people, and then knocked them down."

"Comrade Mo Fei defeated three of the other party alone? Could it be that he had practiced martial arts?"

"It's easy to say, Mo Fei, the 37th-generation leader of the Xiatianying Sect, is just the nickname "The Impermanent Eagle."

Zhang Yang showed a speechless look when he heard this. He originally just joked casually, but he didn't expect that the other party would hit the snake and go to the Sky Eagle Sect. You think this is a martial arts novel.

But after all, he is a good citizen who is brave and brave, so he can't blame anything.

"Comrade Mo Fei, we are very grateful for your brave behavior, but I hope that next time I encounter this situation, please contact the police as soon as possible. Although your behavior is brave, it is a bit reckless. If the other party has a gun in his hand, or if you fail to successfully subdue these kidnappers, it is likely that you and the victim will be put in danger."

"It must be certain, it will be certain next time." Mo Fei agreed quickly, thinking that there was no next time. Now he just wants to deal with this matter quickly and get the grand prize.

Zhang Yang said again, "According to the rules, our police will provide some rewards for doing good deeds..."

But Mo Fei directly interrupted the other party, "Well, this money is not needed. We are learning to do good deeds without asking for rewards."

Zhang Yang was immediately a little awe-inspiring when he heard this. He did not ask for anything in return for his bravery. Although this comrade was a little unrestrained, his character was very noble. Especially when he looked at the other person's clothes, he was not a rich man, and it seemed even more rare.

"No, no, regulations are regulations. Although Comrade Mo is noble and honest, we cannot fail to abide by the rules."

Mo Feixin said that there was no such skill. The reward was only 30,000 or 50,000 yuan, and at most 100,000 yuan. Compared with the grand prize of more than 30 million, it would be a drop in the bucket.

He was too lazy to bother: "How about this, Officer Zhang, donate the money to Hope Project for me, even if it's my little intention."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang did not insist anymore, "Okay, then I will donate it to Mr. Mo." After saying that, he nodded slightly, as if he was silently applauding Mo Fei.

Mo Fei thought, we will develop soon, and we will not be able to lose these three melons and two dates. Just a few tens of thousands of dollars are nothing, just treat it as a good thing.

"Next, we will interrogate those criminals. There will be no Mr. Mo for the time being, but he may still need Mr. Mo's assistance in the future. I hope Mr. Mo can cooperate at that time."

Mo Fei said: "It must be." After saying that, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I heard the conversation between them. It seems that there are other accomplices besides the three of them. You better pay attention to it."

This person who is not here naturally refers to the black jacket. The guy is not in the house and doesn't know where to go. However, Mo Fei doesn't want to continue to participate in this matter, so he just reminded him.

He left his phone number and refused the police's proposal to send him home, so Mo Fei made a taxi and left.

When he arrived at the lottery shop, he couldn't wait to walk over and hand over the lottery.

"The boss redeems the prize." After saying that, he rubbed his hands excitedly.

The owner of the lottery shop took a look, was startled, then showed an impatient look, and threw it back, "Your lottery is from last year."

"What?" Mo Fei was stunned for a moment, picked it up and looked down at the year, month and day. Although the month and day are right, year is last year, and this lottery is simply a useless lottery.

At that moment, an old blood almost spurted out. My God, let’s play with me!

At this moment, Mo Fei deeply felt the meaning of the third uncle's words. Destiny is a little bitch who likes to play with other people's feelings.

I've lost these tens of millions, and the reward I used to have a lot of money, but I asked myself to donate it. Is it still too late to contact the police to get the reward back? But that's too much.

Mo Fei was depressed, but his phone suddenly rang.

When Mo Fei saw that it was the sheriff named Zhang Yang who called him, thinking that the other party had not donated the reward and wanted to give it to him again? If the other party wanted to give it again, he would never refuse this time, and a hundred thousand or eighty thousand would be a considerable amount.

He was a little disliked before, but if there was no big prize, 100,000 or 30,000 or 30,000 would be a considerable income.

Mo Fei hurriedly answered the phone, "Hello, Sheriff Zhang, is there something to ask me for? Is it related to the reward?"

"Haha, Mr. Mo, don't worry, that reward has been donated for you, and you may receive an email thanking you in a while."

It's over, this action is really fast.

But Mo Fei couldn't say anything. After all, he asked for a donation. "Hehe, thank you, what's wrong with Officer Zhang looking for me?"

"Well, that's right. The Du Wenwen you saved, his father wants to treat you to a meal and thank you in person."

Mo Fei didn't want to go because he instinctively felt that this matter was probably not over yet. The black jacket ran away. Maybe there would be some twists and turns in the future. If he didn't commit suicide, he wouldn't die. He didn't want to get into any big trouble.

Just as he was about to refuse, he heard from Chief Zhang, "In addition, his father, Mr. Du Xuehai, also wants to repay you, so let's help me change my words."

Du Xuehai! Reward! Mo Fei suddenly felt energetic when he heard the word "reward". The lottery had been ruined, and the prize for bravery was rejected by himself. If he didn't get this reward, he would really be in vain. Moreover, the name Du Xuehai also reminded him of it. No wonder the middle-aged man looked familiar, it turned out to be him.

Although Changhe City is not a big city in China, it also has its own nationally renowned pillar industry, that is, food processing, to be precise, artificial meat food, and the most well-known of the world is the spicy vegetarian meat series - in fact, it is spicy strips.

When it comes to the long river spicy strips, all children in China can remember it.

The Changhe Food Group founded by Du Xuehai is the creator of Changhe Spicy Strips.

Mo Fei ate spicy strips produced by their family when he was a child, so he is still a little familiar with this name.

Unexpectedly, I met the real owner.
Chapter completed!