boyutpedia Chapter 77 You can tell me if you need anything in the future.
Chapter 77 You can tell me if you need anything in the future.
Ding Hongzhi's voice on the phone was intermittent.
Fang Shuwen leaned against the wall in the corridor.
He was completely hidden in the shadows of the corner, dressed in dark clothes.
You wouldn't notice it unless you got close.
"Good, keep an eye on the Zheng family for now..."
Ding Hongzhi's voice came through the crack in the door, carrying a condescending tone.
"There's also a guy named Fang Shuwen, the son of a gatekeeper. He suddenly appeared out of nowhere. There must be something going on behind him. We should have someone investigate him later."
Fang Shuwen's eyelid twitched.
really.
This guy surnamed Ding has been investigating him.
"Okay, that's settled then."
The phone rang, followed by the sound of a chair being moved.
Fang Shuwen did not rush to make a move.
He silently counted to thirty in his mind, and only when Ding Hongzhi's footsteps moved from the desk to the bedside did he emerge from the shadows in the corner.
He raised his hand and pressed it against the door.
Then, he exerted a slight force.
The lock was broken, and the door was immediately opened.
Startled by this turn of events, Ding Hongzhi raised his hand and fired a shot.
Gunshots rang out in the room like muffled thunder.
Ding Hongzhi fired the shot very quickly.
But Fang Shuwen had anticipated this.
He had already dodged before the other party fired.
The bullet sent splinters of wood flying from the door frame beside him.
Fang Shuwen did not give him a chance to fire a second shot.
He initiated the serpentine step, lowered his body, and slid out rapidly.
Before Ding Hongzhi could even lock onto his target, Fang Shuwen was already in front of him.
He reached out with his right hand, his five fingers gripping Ding Hongzhi's wrist that was holding the gun, and twisted it.
"Click."
The sound of bone cracking was as crisp as if a chopstick had been snapped in two.
Ding Hongzhi let out a half-scream, the rest of the sound stuck in his throat.
And at that very moment,
Fang Shuwen's left fist had already smashed into his chest.
Mountain-crushing force.
He didn't use his full strength in that punch, but the force of a Ming Jin martial arts master of over a thousand jin was enough to hurt Ding Hongzhi.
Two ribs were broken, and he flew backward, his back hit the wall and bounced back before crashing heavily to the ground.
The gun slipped from his hand and slid under the bed.
Fang Shuwen walked over, bent down to pick up the gun, weighed it in his hand, and then squatted down to look at Ding Hongzhi.
Ding Hongzhi leaned against the wall, blood foam spilling from the corner of his mouth, and a section of his chest collapsed.
He looked up at Fang Shuwen, the fear in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by something indescribable.
"Who are you?"
Fang Shuwen remained silent.
He pulled off the cloth covering his face, revealing his entire face.
Ding Hongzhi stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly laughed.
His smile was ugly, and blood seeped from between his teeth, staining his lips red.
"I should have realized this sooner... How could a doorman's son be ranked ninth in the elite class? How could he kill Wang Hu?"
"So you were hiding your abilities all along! If I had known you possessed such power, I should have been certain that the Teng Snake's Reverse Scale was in your hands!"
He gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently like a leaky bellows.
"What is your relationship with Zheng Yuanpei? Are you a spy planted by the Zheng family?"
"You don't need to know."
Fang Shuwen pressed the muzzle of the gun against Ding Hongzhi's forehead.
Ding Hongzhi's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed.
He closed his eyes, a slight smile still lingering on his lips.
Now that Fang Shuwen has revealed his true colors, he is definitely going to die today.
"If you kill me, Sheng Hai won't let it go."
"That's my business. Besides, they'll only think Lin Xiu killed you!"
After he finished speaking, a shot rang out.
Ding Hongzhi's head snapped back, and the back of his head hit the wall, leaving a dark red stain.
His body twitched twice, then remained completely still.
Fang Shuwen put away his gun and stood up.
He didn't rush to leave. He closed the door first, then squatted down and began searching the person.
Ding Hongzhi didn't carry much with him.
He rummaged through his coat pocket and found a pocket watch, a pack of cigarettes, and half a box of matches. He pulled a wallet from his trouser pocket, containing several banknotes, a silver dollar, and a neatly folded piece of paper.
Fang Shuwen unfolded the paper.
It is a gold ticket.
Issued by the Da Yan Bank, with a face value of five thousand silver dollars, payable on demand, anonymous.
Five thousand yuan.
Fang Shuwen's eyelid twitched.
He quickly did some mental calculations.
This money is enough to buy more than a hundred ordinary strange jades, enough to upgrade the Mountain-Shattering Technique from proficiency to mastery and still have some left over, and even enough to buy a three-story mansion...
Never mind, I'll keep it for now.
We'll take it out once things have calmed down.
He stuffed the gold note into his pocket, then patted Ding Hongzhi's body again; there was nothing else there.
He stood up and glanced around the room.
There was a teapot and teacups on the bedside table, several documents spread out on the desk, a pool of blood on the floor, a pool of blood on the wall, and a bullet hole in the door frame.
It's a complete mess.
Fang Shuwen looked around, cleaned up all traces of his presence, and then left the scene immediately.
........
The corridor was empty.
But there were chaotic footsteps downstairs, which was probably caused by gunfire.
Fang Shuwen didn't take the elevator; instead, he went around to the back and climbed out of the window at the end of the corridor.
.......
As I stepped out the back door, a cool night breeze rushed towards me.
Fang Shuwen took a deep breath, suppressing the stench of blood, and strode towards the Zhao residence.
By the time we arrived at the back gate of the Zhao residence, it was already dawn.
Fang Shuwen pushed open the door and went in. The courtyard was quiet, and the kitchen light was not yet on. Hu Da should still be asleep.
He tiptoed across the yard to his own house and reached out to push the door open.
"Xiao Fang."
The sound was not loud, but it was crisp and clear.
Fang Shuwen paused for a moment and turned his head.
Zhao Wanqing stood at the other end of the corridor, dressed in a black training uniform, holding a long sword in her hand, her hair tied in a ponytail.
She didn't approach, but just stood there, her gaze fixed on Fang Shuwen, looking him up and down.
"where have you been?"
"Something came up, so I got back late," Fang Shuwen said.
Zhao Wanqing didn't reply, but looked at him.
Even from a dozen steps away, Fang Shuwen could feel her gaze sweeping over him.
"You smell of blood," Zhao Wanqing said.
Fang Shuwen's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face.
I tripped and fell, and scraped my skin a little.
Zhao Wanqing did not reply.
She walked over from the other end of the corridor, her pace neither fast nor slow, and stopped three steps away from Fang Shuwen.
From this distance, she could smell his scent.
The smell of blood, the smell of gunpowder, and a hint of murderous intent.
Zhao Wanqing stared at him for a few seconds, then her brows relaxed. Her little brother must have a secret.
She didn't delve into it further, but instead looked at Fang Shuwen's hand.
"What happened to your hand? Are you injured?"
Fang Shuwen looked down and saw a cut on the web of his right hand. He didn't know when he had made it, but the blood had dried and formed a dark red scab.
"fine."
Zhao Wanqing did not ask any further questions.
She took a handkerchief from her waist and handed it to her.
"Let's wipe it."
Fang Shuwen took the handkerchief, wiped his hands haphazardly a couple of times, and stopped the bleeding.
Thanks.
Zhao Wanqing turned around and walked towards the other end of the corridor.
He took two steps and then stopped, without looking back.
"Be more careful next time. Also, remember to tell me if anything happens. I can usually help you."
After saying that, she left without looking back.
The footsteps faded into the distance along the connecting corridor, passed through the moon gate, and disappeared into the courtyard.
Fang Shuwen stood there for a long time.
Then he pushed open the door and went inside.
As dawn approached, the birds outside began to sing.
Fang Shuwen washed her face, changed out of her blood-stained clothes and stuffed them under the bed before lying down.
He stared at the ceiling, mentally going over the events of the evening from beginning to end.
Ding Hongzhi is dead.
Lin Xiu is unaware that his plot has been exposed. He probably thinks the assassination was successful and is preparing to frame the Zheng family.
The Zheng family is going to take action against the Wild Wolf Gang.
There's a lot to do, let's take it one step at a time.
He turned over and closed his eyes.
It was completely light outside.