Xinye. As someone born and raised in Ningxia, Xu Lei was well aware of the influence of this man named Cheng Shi; thus, she wanted to curry favor with him even if it meant helping him pursue other wo...Chapter 1073 Let the Past Winds Blow By

In the back seat of this large Jeep sat two people, unfortunately for them, they had just raised their guns when they were already knocked unconscious.

Mitani Jun pulled a long blade through the left window and out again. The two inside instantly lost all signs of life.

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At this moment, another car approached from the opposite direction in the alleyway.

A figure leaped out like a leopard, completely disregarding the speeding vehicle, suddenly rising into the air, lunging straight for the windscreen!

Lin Xijue!

Ra-ra-ra!

Under Lin Xijue's powerful legs, the windshield instantly shattered. His feet firmly pressed onto the throats of those in the driver and passenger seats; their throat bones were like paper, collapsing with no chance to recover.

Once he started acting, his movements were as fierce as lightning. No one dared to underestimate Lin Xijue's martial arts skills anymore!

Lin Xijue順勢擠進車內，雙手抓住車頂，雙腳繼續向前，分腿一掃，正好掃中後排二人的頭部！

Boom-boom!

Just like a ripe watermelon being smashed, both people's eyes, ears, mouths, and noses were spewing blood!

Lin Xijue turned around, pressing the brake pedal with one foot. The tires screeched against the ground, and just before crashing into the wall, the car barely came to a stop!

Wang Zheng stood at the courtyard gate, and the battles on both sides only caught his attention for a couple of glances; he had no interest whatsoever.

Half an hour later, Feng Changming walked out and signaled to Wang Zheng.

The latter, upon seeing this, pushed open the courtyard door and went in.

When Wang Zheng came back out more than an hour later, no one knew what he had discussed with Jiang Pingmin inside.

A former national goddess who suddenly disappeared during her peak career years without a trace became a cold case of that time.

Yet now, Wang Zheng had managed to solve the mystery behind this cold case. In China back then, only Su Fuhua could have achieved such a feat.

"What's your take on it" asked Wang Zheng as he looked at Feng Changming, whose emotions were undoubtedly very complicated at this moment.

"She lived here for decades and doesn't want to leave. Since that's the case, I'll stay with her," said Feng Changming, his eyes suddenly filling with a heavy blood-red color as hatred welled up in them. If not for Su Fuhua, his mother and he would never have been reduced to their current state.

"Do you hate him" Wang Zheng asked; the "

" naturally referred to Su Fuhua.

"I wish I could kill him."

"My feelings toward him are similar but different," said Wang Zheng with narrowed eyes and a faint smile. "He's my enemy, but he's your father."

Hearing the word "father", Feng Changming’s body trembled violently before he revealed a mocking smile: "I am not his son; I'm just the result of his momentary desire. Has he fulfilled even a single responsibility of a father He was worried about his reputation and confined my mother in this backward small city, leaving her with nothing but loneliness. Even I, his son, had my memories altered and thrown into another trap!"

Feng Changming knew that in another fabricated memory segment, he had once partnered with others to take over a large part of the Su family's territory. This was one reason why he felt that the Su family bore him a grudge; now it seemed that in order to avoid disgrace and ruin, Su Fuhua had put considerable effort into dealing with this illegitimate child.

"Staying here will bring many dangers," Wang Zheng didn't wait for Feng Changming's response but said: "Let me find some people to protect you guys."

Feng Changming declined Wang Zheng’s kind offer. He shook his head and said, "No need, I'll find someone myself."

At this point, looking at the two parked cars beside him and the bloodstains on the ground, Feng Changming continued: "They suffered such a heavy loss; they won't come again in the short term."

Wang Zheng nodded but didn't insist further: "I saw that your mother isn’t doing well. You should get her checked out at a hospital soon."

Feng Changming nodded, his eyes brimming with hatred: "I understand."

If it weren't for Su Fuhua, none of this would have happened.

Wang Zheng patted Feng Changming on the shoulder and said earnestly, looking into his eyes: “If you really want to see Su Fuhua fall, I can tell you that such a day is not far off."

Hearing this, Feng Changming’s whole body trembled! A look of disbelief flashed across his eyes! Clearly, in his heart, the Su family was an unshakable and unbeatable force.

Wang Zheng didn't elaborate further because that day indeed was drawing closer.

Returning to the capital city after a long journey, Wang Zheng had no interest in making Feng Changming’s matter public. After all, it would be of no benefit to anyone, especially not an old lady who had already suffered so much harm.

This line was severed but Wang Zheng didn’t feel particularly regretful about it since this was a choice he made himself.

Revenge is revenge, but one mustn't lose their moral底線.

Sitting in the observation café opposite the top floor of Jirong, Wang Zheng sipped his coffee and squinted at the scenery outside, taking in the view of the capital.

He seldom had such leisurely moments or opportunities to let himself relax.

As he gazed at the view, he remained silent for a long time, his mind blank as if only the breeze was passing through. This feeling was quite pleasant.

At this moment, a man suddenly approached Wang Zheng's side.

Through the reflection in the glass, Wang Zheng faintly saw the man's face. He used to be very familiar with this man, but that face had been absent for a long time.

"It’s been a while since we last met. How have you been" Wang Zheng's smile carried a hint of ease; he considered this person one of his rare friends in the capital city.

Looking every bit as stylish in his t-shirt, Chu Zhaonan had an unrelenting weariness etched between his brows if observed closely.

"It's been a while. Aren't you going to offer me something to drink" Chu Zhaonan said with a smile, his hands in his pockets.

Wang Zheng nodded and called over the server, saying: “Please bring this gentleman a glass of plain water.”

Chu Zhaonan was speechless for a moment: "You're still as stingy as ever."

Wang Zheng didn’t have time to bicker with Chu Zhaonan over such matters. He urgently wanted to know what the latter had been doing during this period.

Chu Zhaonan had left his family home along with Xiao Juan, giving up his inheritance rights in an attempt to find a peaceful place for the rest of his life without any disturbances. However, his older brother Chu Zhaoxi clearly wouldn’t let such an outstanding younger brother go easily; as long as he existed one more day in this world, Chu Zhaoxi would have one less night’s sleep.

"You want to know what I’ve been up to these past days" Chu Zhaonan took a sip of the plain water brought by the server and spoke calmly: "I got rid of my older brother."eng casually threw back a sentence that made Pan Lianming feel like he was going to choke, how could this guy's mouth be so venomous"You asked why I have to conflict with the Black Hand Society" Wang...