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"This is your new identity." Dao Mo saw Dong Peng changed his clothes, so he took out two more cards: "A homeless man named Zou Heng."

"New identity?" Dong Peng was stunned, and looked at Dao Mo in confusion: "What do you mean?"

"'Ning Xin' gave it to you." Dao Mo handed the two cards to Dong Peng: "He killed a homeless man who looked 80% similar to you. Now all the police think you are dead, so no one will chase you anymore. Of course, you will definitely be recognized if you go out like this, so I suggest you leave Chixin City immediately."

"Homeless man?" Dong Peng nodded blankly, and then looked at another card besides the ID card, which was a bank card: "What is that?"

"There are two million deposits in it." Dao Mo shrugged and said: "I have to say, that unlucky guy was quite lucky. He just won a lottery before he was killed, and got two million after deducting taxes."

Lottery?

Dong Peng was stunned when he heard the word, and then the context of the matter quickly appeared in his mind.

That person visits a large number of lottery shops every day, looking for people who look like him.

That person met many customers who bought lottery tickets, and took out the business card of a certain financial company, saying that if the other party won the jackpot, he would have a way to help the other party avoid taxes, but it would cost a handling fee of 10% of the normal tax.

When both conditions are met.

One day, that person got a lottery ticket worth more than 2 million from a lucky guy, and helped the other party "avoid taxes" as promised, but the condition was that the other party could not say that he won the lottery.

Of course, the other party was happy to get hundreds of thousands more. After paying the corresponding "handling fee", he left happily with more than 200 cash. As long as he spent the money slowly, no one would doubt the source of his funds.

And that person found the homeless man with the lottery ticket, and he could get a generous reward as long as he helped him claim the prize.

For a homeless man who bought lottery tickets every day and imagined himself getting rich, it made no sense why the other party did this. It was enough for him to get the reward, and if he was lucky, he might even be able to embezzle the more than 2 million yuan. Anyway, as long as he insisted that the lottery ticket was his, the other party would have no place to complain.

However, in the end, what greeted the homeless man was not wealth or a good life, but a cold dagger.

Some of these contents were witnessed by Dong Peng himself, and some were speculated by him, but he had reason to believe the accuracy of his speculation.

"I only have one question." Dong Peng took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, frowned slightly, and stretched out a finger: "I hope you can give me the answer."

"It's rape." Without Dong Peng asking, Dao Mo gave the answer directly: "The homeless man was charged with rape. He knew you would ask this, so he gave the answer in advance."

"Huh." Dong Peng breathed a sigh of relief and smiled easily: "Hello, Doctor Dao Mo, my name is Zou Heng, please give me more advice in the future!"

...

"After that, I stayed in the hospital for a few days and then came out. I heard that you came to the cemetery, so I followed you. Fortunately, I came in time, otherwise you really don't know what you would do." Dong Peng looked at Yi Yi and said.

"Sorry, Dad." Yi Yi stuck out his tongue and said embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you." Dong Peng rubbed Yi Yi's head: "I know you want to avenge me, but it would be better if you were a little more rational when you encounter such things in the future."

"I know." Yi Yi nodded obediently, which made Huo Yuan, who was sitting behind him, smack his lips.

"Hey, Huo Yuan, why are you skipping class?" Dong Peng just remembered that there was a person in the back seat. He looked at Huo Yuan through the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you taking this opportunity to secretly skip class?"

"I... I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" Huo Yuan quickly denied: "I warn you, if you spread rumors and slander again, I can sue you directly!"

"Sue me for what?" Dong Peng smiled: "Sue me for bullying children?"

"I'll sue you, tell the police you are Dong Peng!" Huo Yuan thought about it and said "viciously": "I don't believe the police will not arrest you!"

"Really? Then it seems that I have to kill to silence you." Dong Peng raised his eyebrows and took out a fruit knife: "Tell me, are you going to slice or dice?"

"Hmm?" Huo Yuan was stunned. Although he felt that Dong Peng would not hurt him, he still felt uneasy when he looked at the knife.

"Go on!" The next moment, Dong Peng threw the knife directly to Huo Yuan.

"Ah?!" Huo Yuan was in a hurry to catch the knife in the air. His eyeballs moved quickly and his brain worked quickly, trying to find the angle to catch the knife without being hurt by the blade.

But unfortunately, Huo Yuan's reaction was not that fast, and the tip of the knife finally pierced Huo Yuan's leg.

"Huh?" What surprised Huo Yuan was that he didn't feel any pain, and the knife seemed very light?

"I'm kidding, it's just chocolate." Dong Peng laughed, and then took out another "knife" and handed it to Yi Yi: "Replenish your ability first, I'm afraid I have to stay up late to drive tonight."

...

At night, a black car sped out of Chixin City.

In the car, a man in a black windbreaker and a black hat was eating a piece of black chocolate.

The road was black in the night, but Dong Peng's heart was filled with infinite light.

“I heard that few people can leave Chixin City alive.” Dong Peng smiled slightly and looked at the border sign marked with “Chixin City” which was far behind him in the rearview mirror.