[Urban] Urban Special Forces (My Perfect Wives) (Complete) - 39

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As expected, Tamura really didn't dare to engage Zhang Zilong in direct combat. Tamura moved around, constantly attacking Zhang Zilong, while Zhang Zilong could only try his best to defend. Although offense is the best defense, when the opponent was this little Japanese devil in front of him, Zhang Zilong absolutely dared not make a rash move without certainty. If the attack failed, the consequences would be unimaginable. Offense and defense cannot be balanced. And for this extremely unpredictable Tamura, Zhang Zilong really wasn't confident that he could win in one strike, so he could only choose to defend.

Zhang Zilong had to admit that Tamura's strength had increased a lot. Zhang Zilong clearly felt that he was somewhat powerless to deal with him. Several times, Tamura almost succeeded. If he hadn't continued to use his suicidal fighting style, he would probably be lying on the ground by now.

"Wolf, do you think your suicidal fighting style can save you today? I must admit, you are indeed quite clever, knowing how to use your strengths to attack my weaknesses. I must admit, you are the most formidable young man I have ever seen. If only you were a citizen of our Great Japanese Empire. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. All other websites are pirated. Please support the original and do not be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) Alas, cleverness only applies to those of equal strength. Indeed, in the past, I would have been helpless against your fighting style. But for this operation against China, fearing another encounter with you, I spent two years practicing a new set of techniques. Haha, Wolf, I'm sorry, old friend, you are doomed to die today. It seems you will not have the chance to perform your Chinese martial arts for me again." Tamura looked at Zhang Zilong and said with a mocking tone, as if he were really speaking to someone who was destined to die.

"Oh, new techniques, I'd love to see them. You'll see a Chinese martial arts performance soon, one you'll never forget, because today is your death day. One last thing, don't tell me again that I'm from your damn Japan. Even if it's just a hypothetical, it's an insult to me." Zhang Zilong spoke calmly, but when he mentioned his death, his eyes flashed with undisguised killing intent.

"Good lad, still stubborn even on your deathbed. Fine, then let me show you my cunning, Phantom!" Tamura said, his body leaving a long afterimage as he charged towards Zhang Zilong. Calling it an afterimage wasn't entirely accurate, because to Zhang Zilong it looked like countless Tamuras lined up in a straight line rushing towards him. However, it was clearly distinct, not the kind where it was impossible to tell which was the real Tamura, because the one in front was noticeably darker in color. That's why it was called an afterimage.

Zhang Zilong didn't hesitate. The Japanese were known for their unpredictable tactics. He threw a punch at Tamura, but the result was completely unexpected. After the punch, the figure in front of him distorted, and Zhang Zilong felt his fist pass through the figure without actually making contact. It was as if he had punched thin air. Then, the expressionless figure, its entire body seemingly passing through Zhang Zilong's fist, raised a palm and struck Zhang Zilong's chest. Zhang Zilong panicked. He still didn't know if the figure was an illusion or the real Tamura, but better safe than sorry. It was too late to resist or dodge. Zhang Zilong could only use his hard qigong to take the hit. But in his heart, Zhang Zilong still believed the figure was just an illusion. If it wasn't, then it was beyond his comprehension, because no matter how you explained it, what he was seeing was utterly unbelievable.

The palm finally struck Zhang Zilong's chest. Even with his protective hard qigong, Zhang Zilong felt as if his internal organs had completely shifted, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. It was a real punch. Zhang Zilong's body flew backward, sliding two or three meters before crashing into a tree and coming to a stop. He coughed incessantly, spitting out mouthfuls of blood. Zhang Zilong wasn't afraid of injury or death, but what he was witnessing was too bizarre. He raised his bloodied head and stared at Tiancun in surprise.

At that moment, Tiancun's figure was still swaying in front of Zhang Zilong, more than a dozen of them standing in a row, all smiling the same way, mocking him. Finally, all the shadows merged together, forming one: Tiancun.

"How about it? Still not dead? Kid, how's my Phantom? Hahahaha!" Tamura said arrogantly.

Zhang Zilong spat out a mouthful of blood, his face regaining its composure as he stood up. However, his legs felt weak as he stood, and he almost fell. After all, Tamura's palm strike just now was no ordinary force, especially considering it was delivered at such close range. Zhang Zilong had no doubt that if he hadn't quickly activated his hard qigong, he would already be a corpse. Even with his hard qigong, Zhang Zilong still discovered that he had suffered internal injuries, and not just ordinary ones.

"Haha, kid, you're already done for? I thought even if you couldn't beat me, you could play with me a little longer. I didn't expect you to be defeated in just one move. Too bad. Fine, to avenge my useless bastards, I'll have to kill you today. Are you ready? Should I give you some time to rest?" Tamura laughed loudly.

Endure! This is what Zhang Zilong said to himself. Pretending to be unharmed, he steadied himself against the tree trunk, dusted himself off, and said to Tamura, "Not bad, not bad at all, indeed very strong, but you'll have to work harder to kill me. Come on, Phantom, an interesting move."

"Haha, I like your fearless attitude. Come on, I'll give you a quick death today!" As he spoke, the figure in front of Zhang Zilong began to sway again.

Having learned from his previous experience, Zhang Zilong dared not take any more risks. He had just been thinking that only one of them was real, but now he suddenly realized that perhaps none of them were fake. Because no matter what Tamura thought, there was no reason to put the real one first; that would be extremely risky and pointless. Therefore, Zhang Zilong was certain that each one was real.

Dealing with just one was already difficult, but now it had become Zhang Zilong fighting against more than a dozen. Moreover, Zhang Zilong couldn't even use his trump card, a move that would result in mutual destruction, because Tamura's body was like air; Zhang Zilong couldn't hit him at all. Surrounded by more than a dozen Tamuras, Zhang Zilong was constantly parrying their attacks, but he was no match for them. Zhang Zilong had never experienced such an unfair fighting style before. Before long, Zhang Zilong was sent flying for the fifth time. Again, Zhang Zilong's face was pale, and he was spitting blood incessantly. He felt that the bones in his back had all been broken by Tamura's punch, and he could even feel the broken bones embedded in his flesh. Pain was the only remaining sensation in Zhang Zilong's body.

Zhang Zilong couldn't get up. He didn't know how many bones in his body were broken, and blood stained his entire body. Worst of all, these were internal injuries; Zhang Zilong felt he couldn't muster any strength at all.

"What's wrong? Can't get up now? Haha, Chinese Kung Fu, Chinese Kung Fu is nothing special, trash, truly trash. Alright, it's getting late, lunchtime. Let's end your life sooner rather than later, to save you the pain." Tiancun slowly walked towards Zhang Zilong, smiling with every step, as if watching a dying man. And indeed, Zhang Zilong was in that state.

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Zhang Zilong felt he was about to collapse, not just collapse, but he truly felt he couldn't support his body anymore. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and he could barely keep his eyes open. Zhang Zilong knew what this meant; it didn't mean he was sleepy, but that he was about to die. Zhang Zilong could even feel his life slipping away bit by bit.

Watching Tiancun walk towards him with a smile, Zhang Zilong asked himself inwardly, "Am I really going to die like this?" He hadn't died in the army, but now he was dying inexplicably back in the city. And Zhang Zilong was sure that his family wouldn't even know how he died. What would happen to his parents? Before, if he hadn't returned, it wouldn't have mattered; at least they had been disappointed for years and had long since accepted that they no longer had a son like him. But now it was different. He had given them hope. His father had lost his power, and his mother was waiting to hold her grandson. What would happen to them if he died? And then there's Qin Cai. If he dies, she'll be at Qin Feng's mercy. And Liu Fang, Yun'er, and all those brothers who've followed him for years. If he dies, will they have to continue living that despicable life of petty theft? He absolutely cannot die! He absolutely cannot die! Thinking this, Zhang Zilong suddenly bit his lip, the pain jolting his already groggy body. Without hesitation, Zhang Zilong stood up. He wasn't stupid. Even when he was healthy, he wasn't a match for the man in front of him, let alone in his half-dead state.

Just as Tiancun stood before him, Zhang Zilong suddenly looked up at him weakly and said, "Tiancun, I lost today. We're old friends, and I know you won't let me go today, but please give me a chance. Let me die by my own hand. You're a martial artist; you should know that dying at the hands of my opponent would be unfortunate." Zhang Zilong looked at Tiancun with a pitiful expression.

"Haha, were you just begging me? Was that it?" Tiancun suddenly burst into laughter.

"Yes," Zhang Zilong nodded, his body collapsing, but he immediately struggled to raise his head again. Looking at Zhang Zilong's condition, Tamura was convinced that he could kill him easily if he wanted to, and even if Zhang Zilong wanted to commit suicide, as long as Tamura was there, he couldn't.

"Haha, the Chinese wolf that makes agents from all over the world tremble is actually begging me today! Haha, good, wolf, just for that 'begging,' I'll let you commit suicide. But before you die, I have to tell you, I heard you have many beautiful women. After T City collapses, I'll treat them well too, haha," Tamura lewdly laughed.

When Tamura mentioned his woman, (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. All other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) Zhang Zilong's eyes flashed with a powerful killing intent, but he quickly suppressed it. He continued weakly, saying, "Thank you," and pulled a dagger from his trouser leg. Without hesitation, he plunged the dagger into his chest. He plunged it deep, until the entire dagger was inside his chest, leaving only the hilt sticking out. Blood flowed freely. The dagger emerged from Zhang Zilong's chest. Zhang Zilong's eyes flickered, then he collapsed to the ground, motionless. Tamura was quite surprised by this. He walked over, placed his hand near Zhang Zilong's nose to check for breath, and then examined his eyes. He stood up and said to the ninjas behind him, "He's a real man. Dig a hole and bury him! Haha, the Chinese wolf is finally dead! Let's see what China will use to fight us in the shadows now, hahaha!" After saying this, Tamura slowly walked out of the grove.

Several ninjas found tools and dug a shallow hole deep in the grove, just deep enough to bury Zhang Zilong. They threw him in, covered him with soil, and left.

About ten minutes after the ninja left, Zhang Zilong in the "grave" suddenly opened his eyes, dug at the soil covering him, and then, covered in blood and with a dagger stuck in his chest, slowly crawled forward with both hands. It wasn't that Zhang Zilong didn't want to pull out the dagger, but that he couldn't. Zhang Zilong knew his current physical condition; almost all of his bodily functions had ceased, and none of his organs were intact. He was only holding on by an unyielding will to survive. He knew that if he pulled out the dagger, the massive blood loss would immediately kill him.

One minute, ten minutes, thirty minutes, an hour... Zhang Zilong didn't know how long he had been crawling. Finally, he crawled out of the grove. His body was covered in cuts and bruises from crawling on the ground, scraped by tree stumps and rocks. Just as Zhang Zilong had expected, the car he had parked outside was gone. The Japanese weren't stupid; they certainly wouldn't leave such direct evidence behind. With his last shred of hope gone, Zhang Zilong could only crawl slowly. His cell phone was nowhere to be found. Zhang Zilong seemed to remember leaving the phone in the car.

Zhang Zilong seemed to realize that despite all his efforts, he was still doomed. His earlier actions were all designed to convince Tiancun that he was about to die. The reason he stabbed himself with the dagger wasn't because he thought himself invulnerable, but because he had once been shot in the chest. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) He hadn't died, and a hospital examination revealed that his heart was positioned slightly higher than average. Zhang Zilong had gambled on that slight difference, plunging the dagger in completely to make Tiancun believe he was dead. One has to admire Zhang Zilong's courage; if his dagger had been slightly off-center, he would have truly committed suicide.

There was no time to think. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he had to persevere. Zhang Zilong continued crawling forward. In this desolate wilderness, there wasn't a soul in sight. Zhang Zilong moved forward with only a single belief. Every minute he moved, a long trail of blood and bits of flesh remained on the road behind him, the marks left by Zhang Zilong grinding himself on the ground.

After an unknown amount of time, a motorcycle suddenly appeared, and the voices of a man and a woman came from the motorcycle.

"Baby, what do you think of the scenery here?" a male voice asked.

"What? Why did you bring me here?" a sickeningly sweet female voice replied.

"Don't you think it's a bit boring to always be in bed? How about this place? The scenery is beautiful, and there's no one around. Imagine how exciting it would be, right here in nature!" a lewd voice said.

"You pervert, you lecherous devil, all you think about is that. Did you bring me? If you didn't, I won't do it!" the woman said lewdly.

"How could I not bring you? Do you think I'm stupid? Who told you about having a baby?" the man laughed loudly.

"Someone! Stop! There's someone ahead!" The woman behind suddenly noticed someone on the road ahead and screamed in fright.

"Ah? Ah!" With a sudden stop, the motorcycle overturned a meter in front of Zhang Zilong.

"Ouch, my leg!" the woman cried out, looking at her injured leg.

"Damn it, you old bastard, you made me flip the motorcycle! Damn it, I'll kill you!" the man said, pulling out a machete and lunging at Zhang Zilong.

"Take me...I...to the...hospital...I'll give you a reward," Zhang Zilong struggled to lift his head, speaking incoherently before collapsing and passing out. He had reached his limit.

"Who the hell are you?" the man grabbed Zhang Zilong's hair, preparing to slap him, but he suddenly realized the man looked familiar. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) He seemed to have seen him somewhere before, but Zhang Zilong's face was covered in blood, making it impossible to make out his features.

"Give me a piece of paper," the man said to the woman behind him who was still screaming in pain.

"What?" the woman asked, puzzled.

"Give me a tissue, quick!" he yelled, unusually irritated.

The woman didn't dare speak, but handed him a tissue, wiped the blood from Zhang Zilong's face, and then looked at it. The man was startled and exclaimed in surprise, "It's...it's...it's...Elder Zhang!" He had witnessed Zhang Zilong defeat Lei Laohu at the Qitian Alliance headquarters and knew Zhang Zilong's current status in T City. Fortunately, Zhang Zilong's life wasn't meant to end there. This man was indeed from the Qitian Alliance, and Tang Feifei's subordinate.

"What elder?" the woman asked疑惑地问道.

"Shut the hell up, I don't have time for you," the man said, pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

After a moment, the call connected, and the man respectfully said, "Sister Fei, this is Xiao Dao."

"What's the matter?" a woman's voice came from the other end. It was a very pleasant voice; if Zhang Zilong could hear it, he would definitely recognize it as Tang Feifei's voice.

"Sister Fei, I'm in the suburbs. I saw someone covered in blood lying on the ground, unconscious. This person looks a lot like Elder Zhang," the man called Xiao Dao said respectfully.

"Elder Zhang? You mean Zhang Zilong?" The voice on the other end suddenly rose a decibel, sounding somewhat nervous.

"Yes," Xiao Dao replied.

"Then what the hell are you babbling about? Get him to the nearest hospital right now! Quickly! If anything happens to him, I won't let you off the hook!" Tang Feifei suddenly screamed.

"Yes, yes, yes, Sister Fei," Xiao Dao was startled. He had followed Tang Feifei for so many years and had never seen her lose her temper like this before.

"Hurry up, I'm coming right now. Oh, remember, don't tell anyone about this, understand?" Tang Feifei gave one last instruction.

"Got it," Xiao Dao replied. He then carefully lifted Zhang Zilong onto the motorcycle, got on himself, and started the engine.

"Hey, hey, Brother Dao, I haven't gotten on yet! Where are you going?" the woman, still squatting on the ground rubbing her feet, screamed.

"You fucking do what you're supposed to do. If you have nothing to do, walk back yourself. I don't have time for you." With that, the motorcycle sped away, leaving a trail of blood behind it.

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Excruciating pain throughout his body was Zhang Zilong's only sensation. Surrounded by boundless darkness, Zhang Zilong had never entered such a world before. He tried to raise his hand, but was shocked to find that his limbs were completely immobile, his entire body devoid of strength. Zhang Zilong struggled to open his eyes, finding it difficult; his eyelids felt incredibly heavy. He tried again and again, and finally, Zhang Zilong opened his eyes, finding himself lying in a room surrounded by white walls. Undoubtedly, this was a hospital. Looking at his body, wrapped up like a mummy, Zhang Zilong smiled helplessly. All the events that had transpired before flooded his mind, a complex mix of emotions.

Suddenly, Zhang Zilong noticed someone sitting to his left—a woman. The woman was sitting in a chair, her head resting against the edge of the bed, asleep. Zhang Zilong knew this woman all too well; it was Tang Feifei. As for why Tang Feifei was here, Zhang Zilong recalled the vague memories he had before falling, and it wasn't hard to guess. Had

she been here with me all this time? Zhang Zilong cried out in his heart, admitting that he did like Tang Feifei, but he only saw her as a sexual partner. From the beginning, she had only seen him as another man, which was unacceptable to this chauvinistic man. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; all other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) Even if he loved her, deep down he believed Tang Feifei only saw him as a sexual partner. So even though he liked her, admired her personality, and loved her temperament, he didn't reserve much space for her in his heart. At most, he would think of her alluring body on a sleepless night, or have a big drink with her when he was upset.

However, now it seemed Zhang Zilong had completely overturned all his previous thoughts. This woman wasn't truly just using him as a substitute for another man. She was worried about him, and if it were just friendship, she wouldn't need to stay by his side like this. Even if she was a loyal and devoted friend, from a friend's perspective, she could have slept in the bed next to him. The fact that she was sitting there with a chair clearly indicated that she had been watching him until she fell asleep.

Thinking this, Zhang Zilong suddenly felt an overwhelming surge of emotion. Or rather, he suddenly realized that he also loved this woman and that she held a place in his heart. "Feifei," Zhang Zilong called out in his heart. He wanted to raise his hand to stroke Tang Feifei's hair, but suddenly found that his hand was completely immobile.

Zhang Zilong sighed and could only continue watching Tang Feifei. He didn't wake her. He could imagine the haggard look on this woman's face as she cared for and stayed by his side. Zhang Zilong couldn't bear to wake her; he wanted her to sleep a little longer.

Tang Feifei remained asleep, and Zhang Zilong simply gazed at her. He suddenly realized that, even when unable to move, simply watching her quietly was a kind of happiness.

In fact, Zhang Zilong's deduction was entirely correct. During the days Tang Feifei had spent on Zhang Zilong's sickbed, she had stayed by his side day and night. In her heart, she kept telling herself that Zhang Zilong was just one of the few passersby in her world of black and white. She kept telling herself that her heart was already dead, and that her intimacy with Zhang Zilong was merely a mistake—a mistake, a mistake, even absurd—that happened at the wrong time and place. But she didn't care about any of that. Her heart was dead; her body held little value for her either. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; all other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) "It's not that important," she told herself. Zhang Zilong was merely a substitute for her ex, a tool for seeking thrills and release. She had no feelings for him. Yet, Tang Feifei still found her heart pounding whenever she saw Zhang Zilong. When she was alone in her large, lonely house, she would think of him—his handsome, resolute face, his strong arms, and his occasional mischievous smile. Even so, Tang Feifei firmly believed she hadn't fallen in love with Zhang Zilong. She thought her heart was dead, and she would never have any interest in love again. In truth, she didn't know she harbored a fear of love. Tang Feifei was a strong girl, a strength honed by her inherent personality and life experiences. Even when she missed Zhang Zilong terribly, she wouldn't actively seek him out. She attributed this longing to the lingering affection every girl feels for a man she'd been with, not to love.

But when she received the news that Zhang Zilong was covered in blood and had collapsed on the street, she panicked, completely panicked. She could even feel that her own behavior was completely chaotic at that moment. For this woman who was usually calm and expressionless, this was a bizarre thing. When she rushed to the hospital as fast as she could and saw Zhang Zilong covered in blood, with a dagger stuck in his chest and no part of his body unharmed, her heart broke. Her heart ached terribly, as if the dagger was stuck in her own chest. If it weren't for her subordinates being there, she would have cried on the spot.

Later, Zhang Zilong was dragged into the operating room, and she sat outside waiting, second by second. She forgot what was going through her mind at that time; all that remained was a blank and a deep-seated fear. After the surgery, the doctor told her that Zhang Zilong's condition was very dangerous. All his organs were damaged, eight of his ribs were broken, and most importantly, excessive blood loss had caused his body to automatically enter a state of dormancy. The dagger that had narrowly missed its mark had severely compressed Zhang Zilong's heart, putting him in a lifeless state of automatic dormancy. Dormancy was neither extremely serious nor extremely mild. The doctor said that dormancy was a state that was easy to enter but difficult to exit. The doctor told Tang Feifei with certainty that if Zhang Zilong did not wake up within the next 48 hours, he would never wake up again; if he did not wake up within five days, he would be in a vegetative state; and if he did not wake up within a week, all of Zhang Zilong's organs and metabolism would automatically atrophy, eventually leading to his death. All of this depended on Zhang Zilong's own fate.

Tang Feifei cried. Upon hearing this, she could no longer maintain her strong facade and wept in front of the doctor. At the same time, she finally understood the source of her fear: she feared the world without Zhang Zilong, she feared losing him. At that moment, her heart clearly told her that she loved Zhang Zilong, loved him deeply. She didn't know when it started, but at that moment, her heart told her this.

Afterwards, Zhang Zilong was admitted to the intensive care unit. The doctors didn't provide any treatment, assuming they were powerless to help. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; all other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) Everything depended on Zhang Zilong's own fate. The nurses would continuously inject him with intravenous fluids to maintain his physiological functions. Without these fluids, Zhang Zilong would die in less than two hours.

Tang Feifei sat beside Zhang Zilong, watching him. Looking at his familiar face, she desperately hoped he would suddenly open his eyes. But a day passed, and Zhang Zilong showed no signs of waking. Two days passed, and the same thing happened.

A vegetative state? Tang Feifei couldn't imagine what Zhang Zilong would be like in a vegetative state. According to the doctor, even if he woke up now, he would still be in a vegetative state. But Tang Feifei still hoped he would open his eyes. A vegetative state was fine, as long as he could live in this world. Tang Feifei even made up her mind that if Zhang Zilong really became a vegetative state as the doctor said, she would be willing to take care of him for the rest of her life.

Today was the fourth day. Having cried again last night looking at Zhang Zilong's face, Tang Feifei finally couldn't hold back her tears and collapsed beside Zhang Zilong's bedside sometime this morning.

She had been eagerly anticipating Zhang Zilong's awakening, so she hadn't slept for long—perhaps an hour, perhaps two, or even less. When she finally woke up and instinctively looked at Zhang Zilong, she was astonished. He was looking at her with his eyes open. She was alive! She hadn't died! Tang Feifei cried out in her heart. But the next second, she was even more stunned, because she saw Zhang Zilong smiling at her. Although his smile was rather awkward, perhaps due to the stiffness of his facial muscles, it was, in Tang Feifei's eyes, the most handsome smile she had ever seen. This smile meant that Zhang Zilong hadn't become a vegetable; she had seen on TV that people in a vegetative state don't smile.

"Fool, why did you make yourself so tired? You don't know how to take care of your body at all," Zhang Zilong said, his voice weak, but every word resonated deep within Tang Feifei's heart.

Tang Feifei could no longer hold back and buried her face in Zhang Zilong's chest, sobbing uncontrollably, as if releasing all the grievances and pain she had endured over the past four days.

Zhang Zilong wanted to hold Tang Feifei in his arms, but his body wouldn't cooperate. He could only smile at her, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Thank you, Feifei," Zhang Zilong managed to say, his voice strained. He didn't know what else to say, but these were the only words he could manage.

Tang Feifei continued to cry, for an unknown amount of time. Then, to Zhang Zilong's surprise, she suddenly ran into the bathroom. The sound of running water followed. A moment later, Tang Feifei returned to the ward, but her expression was completely different from before. She seemed to have reverted to her former calm and collected self, her face now cold and indifferent.

"Thank you, Fei'er," Zhang Zilong said again.

"No need to thank me. We're friends. Friends should help each other, shouldn't they?" Tang Feifei's tone remained emotionless, making it impossible to know what she was really thinking.

Actually, Tang Feifei had only rushed into the bathroom to wash her face because she suddenly realized something. Zhang Zilong was awake, and while she was happy, she suddenly realized she didn't know how to face him. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) She was afraid of relationships. Her early experiences had created a conditioned reflex of resistance towards them. She was afraid; so many years of loneliness had made her accustomed to a life devoid of emotion and color. Zhang Zilong's sudden awakening left her at a loss, so she instinctively chose to escape, to avoid Zhang Zilong. Thus, she reverted to her old self, Tang Feifei.

"Friends, right? Even if we're friends, I still want to thank you," Zhang Zilong said somewhat helplessly, having roughly guessed Tang Feifei's thoughts from her expression.

"Are you feeling alright?" Tang Feifei asked.

"It's alright, but I can't feel anything in my body except my head," Zhang Zilong said truthfully.

"Ah? Wait a minute, I'll go get the doctor," Tang Feifei exclaimed, startled. Completely paralyzed from the head down? Wasn't that still a vegetative state? Nervously, she ran out.

"Feifei!" Zhang Zilong suddenly called out to Tang Feifei with all his might.

"What is it?" Tang Feifei turned around and asked.

"I love you!" Zhang Zilong uttered those three words.

Tang Feifei froze on the spot. Those three words from Tang Feifei's mouth completely terrified her. Her heart was in turmoil. She stood frozen at the doorway, staring at Zhang Zilong in astonishment. After a long while, Tang Feifei suddenly blushed, turned around, and ran out like a shy girl experiencing her first love.

Zhang Zilong smiled, thinking to himself, "What a strong-willed girl."

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A moment later, several doctors rushed into Zhang Zilong's ward. Without allowing him to refuse, they pushed him into a medical room, brought in a large array of medical equipment, and began manipulating his body. Their faces were a mixture of surprise and excitement. Looking at them, Zhang Zilong uttered two words: "Madmen!"

After about two hours of this, Zhang Zilong was pushed back into his original ward. Tang Feifei, seeing him brought in, quickly asked, "Doctor, how is he?"

"Oh, Miss, well, this gentleman's condition is very good now. All his organs and injuries are recovering rapidly," an older-looking doctor told Tang Feifei.

"Then why is he still numb below the neck?" Tang Feifei asked, voicing her doubts.

"Oh, that takes time. He's just woken up from hibernation, and it takes time for his organs to recover. Don't worry, this gentleman was perfectly fine before. With proper rest, he can fully recover without any aftereffects," the doctor said, patting him on the back.

"Oh, that's good. Thank you all so much. You've all worked hard these past few days. Here's a small token of my appreciation," Tang Feifei said, pulling out several large red envelopes and handing one to each doctor.

"Miss, please don't accept these. I'd like to ask you for a favor," the doctor said, refusing Tang Feifei's red envelope.

"Go ahead, doctor. I'll do whatever I can. You're our savior," Tang Feifei said modestly.

"It's like this, we're currently researching a project on how to help patients recover quickly. You know, the most fundamental structure of the human body is the cell. If the ability of cells to differentiate and regenerate is strengthened, and it's not a viral disease, recovery can be rapid. However, after so many years of research, we haven't found a solution. The fundamental reason is that we haven't been able to find a substance that can rapidly increase cell proliferation. Today, we discovered that Mr. Gui's cell regeneration ability is truly astonishing. This is why he was able to wake up completely unharmed during what we estimated to be the vegetative state period. Furthermore, based on our speculation..." (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; other websites are not included.) (This is a pirated post. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) He should have woken up two days ago, but perhaps due to his body's self-healing function, he didn't regain consciousness. Instead, he rapidly repaired his body without feeling anything. You know, humans have self-healing abilities, but Mr. Gui's cell proliferation ability is truly astonishing. We've never seen anything like it before. So I'd like to ask for your opinion on whether Mr. Gui can cooperate with my research. We're just conducting a few experiments on Mr. Gui, and we absolutely won't...???" The old doctor rambled on and on to Tang Feifei.

At first, Tang Feifei didn't understand what he meant, but after she did, she stared at the doctor in disbelief and angrily said, "What? What do you take him for? A guinea pig?"

"No, Miss, you can't think like that. As citizens, we have an obligation to do something for this world. If our research is successful, it can save countless lives. That's far greater than the contributions of this year's Nobel Prize winners. If we win the Nobel Prize, we'll definitely thank you properly," the doctor continued shamelessly.

"You...?" Tang Feifei was speechless with anger. "

Old doctor, come here. My voice isn't loud, I'm afraid you can't hear me. Come closer," Zhang Zilong's weak voice came from behind.

The old doctor thought Zhang Zilong had agreed and quickly ran to Zhang Zilong's side, smiling broadly.

"Do you want to know why I became like this? Or rather, why I was injured like this?" Zhang Zilong said calmly.

"I performed this surgery myself. The one on the chest goes without saying, it's from that dagger. As for the internal organs and back injuries, they are clearly caused by external impact, they were intentional, right?" the old doctor recalled for a moment and

said. "Yes, you're right. Do you know why I got into fights? Let me tell you the truth, I'm a desperate criminal, or rather, a murderer. To be more specific, I am, the real kind who has killed many people, and I have more than two thousand brothers under my command. We're all willing to bleed. You know, we gangsters hate it when people do things to us. You want me to do experiments to save all of humanity, right? Fine, that's what every citizen should do, I will definitely cooperate," Zhang Zilong said calmly.

"No...no...it's not necessary. We suddenly realized that even if we found a way to rapidly proliferate cells, it wouldn't be useful. This method simply can't be applied to humans. Please rest well. Sorry to bother you." Several doctors' legs went weak at the thought. Imagine, how would an ordinary person feel if they suddenly saw a ruthless gangster with thousands of henchmen standing in front of them? Zhang Zilong's injuries didn't allow them to disbelieve his words.

"Wait, did I just say something?" Zhang Zilong called out to the doctors who were about to leave.

"No, no, you didn't say anything," the doctors quickly replied, understanding Zhang Zilong's meaning.

"That's good. Gentlemen, you know, sometimes people lose their lives because of what they say. I think you wouldn't do something so foolish," Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

The doctors were even more frightened upon hearing this and quickly ran out.

"The medical ethics of doctors these days are really bad. They'd use living people for experiments just for a Nobel Prize, and they even say it so grandly," Tang Feifei said as she walked to the chair.

"That's just how society is, everyone looks out for themselves," Zhang Zilong said with a grin.

Suddenly, the two felt awkward. Some things are fine until they're explained, even if they both know the truth. But once it's said, the unspoken truth is revealed, making their interaction somewhat awkward.

"Feifei, aren't you going to ask me who hurt me like this?" Zhang Zilong asked Tang Feifei.

"No need to ask. You can only say what you want to say, and your threats to those doctors just now clearly show you don't want others to know," Tang Feifei said calmly.

Very smart, that was Zhang Zilong's assessment of Tang Feifei. How could a girl without any help, yet holding her own in this circle, not be smart? Unlike Wang Xia and Qin Cai's intelligence, Tang Feifei's intelligence was a calm, penetrating rationality, like that of a wise monk.

"You're half right. I don't want others to know who hurt me, not because I feel ashamed, but because I don't want anyone who knows to suffer any misfortune. And what I don't want anyone to know is that I'm still alive—in other words, I don't want the person who hurt me

to know I'm still alive," Zhang Zilong said with a helpless smile.

"Zilong, I know how profound your kung fu is. The person who could hurt you is definitely not an ordinary person. I heard you killed several Japanese last time. Was it the Japanese who did that?" Tang Feifei asked, seeing that Zhang Zilong didn't intend to hide anything.

"Yes, the top Japanese martial arts master came. I've fought him many times before. I didn't expect him to suddenly become so powerful. I shouldn't have survived. I committed suicide to keep it from them and that's how I survived," Zhang Zilong said with a slightly disappointed smile.

"You stabbed yourself, didn't you? If the doctor hadn't told you that your heart was slightly off-center, you would have died long ago, you know? Did you ever think about what would have happened if you had stabbed yourself slightly off-center?" Tang Feifei started blaming Zhang Zilong as soon as she brought this up.

“I had no choice in that situation. Even if I failed, the worst that could happen was suicide, which is better than dying at the hands of the Japanese. Besides, I’m still alive and well lying here,” Zhang Zilong said with a smile.

“Why did you accept the challenge alone? In my memory, you’re not such an impulsive person,” Tang Feifei said, giving the answer she most wanted to know. This was also the question she had been pondering for the past few days.

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"Going alone? There's no other way. Let me put it this way, because of my previous job, I've fought these people many times. I know how strong they are. As for what I did before, I can't say for special reasons. Their strength is so formidable that without heavy weapons, my so-called subordinates would only be sent to their deaths. Besides, bringing them along would only be a burden. The reason I have to go is that I have a life-or-death feud with them. I've been hoping to kill them for a long time, but I've never had the chance. Even if I know I'll die today, I have to go and try. I originally thought that even if I couldn't win, I could escape without any problem. But what surprised me was that I didn't expect their strength to increase to this level so suddenly," Zhang Zilong said slowly.

"What kind of person are you, Zilong? I really want to know what you did before. Zilong, why are you telling me these things? You know, if I betray your information to the Japanese, you're dead," Tang Feifei suddenly showed a distressed expression, probably because of Zhang Zilong's past.

"No, I know you won't. You're the only one I can trust right now. I know you won't betray me. Even if you do betray me, I'll accept it. I won't feel wronged at all if I die at your hands." Zhang Zilong started acting like a rogue again.

"Why are you so sure I won't betray you? Just because we've slept together a few times? You know, if I just tell the Japanese I'm here, I can escape unscathed from this Japanese attack, and I can even strengthen my forces," Tang Feifei asked Zhang Zilong defiantly, her face flushed.

"No reason, because you love me," Zhang Zilong replied curtly.

"You...you...what makes you so sure I love you? My heart is dead. Love is a luxury for me," Tang Feifei said coldly.

"Keep pretending. Do you think it's meaningful to keep pretending? Who are you fooling? Me or yourself? Just because you were hurt once before, you're going to suffer for the rest of your life? Why are you so stubborn?" Zhang Zilong said helplessly.

"Yes, I love you, I do love you, but I don't want to love, I'm afraid to love, you know? I'm afraid of getting hurt, you know? Why did you appear in front of me? Why did you enter my world? I was living a good life on my own, I could have lived a peaceful

life, but you've ruined it all, you know?" Tang Feifei suddenly cried out to Zhang Zilong.

"Since you've entered, you won't leave. I love you, stay by my side, Fei'er, believe me, I won't let you get hurt," Zhang Zilong said tenderly.

"I'm afraid. His death almost broke me, but then I fell in love with you, and you almost died too. Should I believe you? Tell me, should I believe you?" Tang Feifei shouted.

"Baby, I'm sorry, I made you worry this time. I promise you, after this Japanese matter is resolved, I will find a place where no one knows us and live a good life," Zhang Zilong promised Tang Feifei.

"Really?" Tang Feifei stopped crying and looked at Zhang Zilong with some doubt.

"Really," Zhang Zilong affirmed.

Suddenly, Tang Feifei leaned down and kissed Zhang Zilong's lips. Their tongues intertwined, and inhaling Tang Feifei's sweet scent, Zhang Zilong felt a surge of desire. Unfortunately, he couldn't move his lower body. Overwhelmed by passion, Tang Feifei soon began to moan intermittently. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) This only made Zhang Zilong more unbearable. Tang Feifei's moans grew louder, and then she began to tear at her clothes. The biggest difference between a mature woman and a virgin is that a mature woman cannot control herself, so her actions are more intense. Tang Feifei was a perfect example.

Watching Tang Feifei continue kissing him while undressing, Zhang Zilong painfully roared, "Stop!"

Tang Feifei was jolted awake by Zhang Zilong's shout, her face flushed as she stood up and straightened her clothes.

"Wife, please, have mercy! I can't move my lower body at all, so please stop seducing me," Zhang Zilong said in agony.

"Who...who seduced you? Huh, you...you...weren't you numb down there? Why...why...why can it still be like this?" Tang Feifei suddenly exclaimed in surprise, as if she had discovered something very strange.

Zhang Zilong looked down and saw that his little brother was standing there like an iron rod, of course, covered by his pants.

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask? Damn it, I'm bursting! Um, Feifei, can you help me up?" Zhang Zilong suddenly realized a problem and said a little embarrassedly.

"No, the doctor said you absolutely can't move. Why do you need to get up?" Tang Feifei firmly denied.

"No, I need to go to the toilet. You've seduced me like this, and not only am I up, but I also feel the urge to pee. I really need to pee now," Zhang Zilong said helplessly.

"Ah, this...this...oh, there's a chamber pot here, and...and a tube, like something a hospital would prepare just for you," Tang Feifei said, blushing.

"This...this, you doing this...I...I'm too embarrassed," Zhang Zilong said, becoming hesitant. After all, making a woman watch him urinate was a highly technical task!

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's not like we haven't touched it before," Tang Feifei suddenly became carefree. She picked up a tube, inserted one end into the chamber pot, and pulled down Zhang Zilong's pants with the other end, immediately exposing his penis. Although Tang Feifei had spoken very casually, she wasn't so carefree in her actions now. Her face was flushed red, and one hand began to tremble slightly. After all, before, her emotions controlled her mind, but now she was in a real situation, and it was indeed very embarrassing for a woman to be like this. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are all pirated. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) Tang Feifei closed her eyes, not daring to look at Zhang Zilong's "arrogant" penis, and grabbed the tube to put it on Zhang Zilong's penis.

"Ouch, no, be gentle, it hurts!" Zhang Zilong shouted.

It turned out that Tang Feifei had misplaced it when she closed her eyes, and because of her nervousness, she used too much force. How could Zhang Zilong not be in pain?

Tang Feifei opened her eyes upon hearing Zhang Zilong's cry of pain and saw her "results." She apologized profusely, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. This time it will be fine." Because of Zhang Zilong's previous pain,

Tang Feifei . Instead, she carefully slipped the tube onto Zhang Zilong's penis, holding it in place before signaling him to start urinating. Zhang Zilong strained with all his might, but as everyone knows, when a man

is urinating, and a woman is standing in front of him watching him, holding his genitals in her hand, who could possibly urinate?

Tang Feifei waited a long time, but Zhang Zilong still didn't urinate. She asked him curiously, "Why aren't you urinating?"

"This is a high-tech job, I need to prepare myself first. I'm sorry to trouble you to hold it for a while longer," Zhang Zilong said apologetically, his voice filled with pain.

Finally, Zhang Zilong, perhaps genuinely needing to urinate, couldn't hold it in any longer and relieved himself completely.

The two remaining people, caught in an awkward and ambiguous situation, stared in disbelief at this scene. "Feifei, find someone reliable to deliver a letter to the general manager of the Qin Group. Write on it that I'm currently on business and out. Tell her to tell all my friends that the company has arranged for me to go on a business trip for about two weeks. The person delivering the letter should be clever and leave it inside the Qin Group premises. Make sure no one catches it. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. All other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) I absolutely cannot afford to make a mistake now. There are definitely many Qin Feng or Japanese people monitoring the Qin Group. If they find me here, I'm doomed," Zhang Zilong said to Tang Feifei.

"That's no problem. Is it really only for two weeks? The doctor said you need to rest here for at least three months," Tang Feifei said, of course knowing Zhang Zilong's purpose.

“Just two weeks, no time left, at most two weeks, everything that’s going to happen will start happening,” Zhang Zilong muttered, a sharp look in his eyes.
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“A Biao, do you know where Zilong is?” Qin Cai asked, holding the phone.

“Manager Zhang? I don’t know, I haven’t seen him for days. What’s wrong? Did something happen?” A Biao said casually.

“Nothing, I just haven’t been able to find him these past few days, his phone is off. Tomorrow is the day his father is discharged from the hospital, I want to talk to him about something, hasn’t he come to the company?” Qin Cai asked suspiciously.

“No, he hasn’t come. The last time he came to the company was four days ago,” A Biao said.

"Four days?" Qin Cai was startled, thinking to herself, "Four days is exactly the day Zhang Zilong came to tell me to ask A Biao to protect me." Remembering the strange things Zhang Zilong had said that day, Qin Cai felt a sudden tightness in her chest, immediately realizing something was amiss. She immediately asked A Biao,

"What did he say to you that day?"

"He didn't say much, just told us to send a few people to protect the people around him, and to be careful," A Biao replied, confused by Qin Cai's anxiety. In his view, Zhang Zilong not seeing her for a few days wasn't a big deal. Zhang Zilong came to the company whenever he wanted, and the longest he'd been absent was half a month. Why was she so worried about such a short time?

"A Biao, tell me the truth, what exactly happened a few days ago?" Qin Cai noticed A Biao's expression and asked.

"This... actually, nothing... nothing at all," A-Biao was very embarrassed. He remembered Zhang Zilong's instructions not to tell anyone about this, but A-Biao hadn't thought to ask whether "anyone" included Qin Cai.

"A-Biao, this is no joke. I think Zilong must have told you not to tell me, right? But I suspect Zilong might be in trouble now, so please tell me the truth." Qin Cai was an extremely intelligent woman; she understood everything from A-Biao's expression.

"Okay, actually, Ms. Qin, it's nothing much. It's just that one night five days ago, Manager Zhang suddenly called me and asked me to take some men to XX Alley. When I got there, we found three people holding daggers to Manager Zhang. We brought those three people back for interrogation as instructed by Manager Zhang." A-Biao thought for a while and then told the truth. He had always had a deep respect and fear for Qin Cai.

"Oh, what did you say during the interrogation?" Qin Cai asked.

“Let’s begin. That man didn’t say anything, only that he was there to deliver a message. Later, Manager Zhang came up with a plan, and the man confessed everything.”

“Deliver a message? What did they find out?” Qin Cai asked, frowning.

“It turns out that the man was following Manager Zhang, and Manager Zhang discovered him. The man is a retired soldier. Someone hired him to follow Manager Zhang to find out the location of his family and friends.”

“Did he say who sent him?” Qin Cai asked.

“He did. He said a man named Wu Gang hired him. Later, following Manager Zhang’s instructions, we found this Wu Gang, who’s involved in the underworld. After interrogating him, we found out it was Qin Feng’s doing. But I haven’t told Manager Zhang about this yet, because Manager Zhang hasn’t been able to practice these past few days.” A Biao explained everything clearly. Qin

Cai held the phone, frowning, and remained silent, as if thinking about something.

“President Qin, President Qin…” After a long silence, A Biao couldn’t help but call out.

"Oh, Ah Biao, Zilong must want you to protect his family, right? Send all the people here out to strengthen the protection of the people Zilong mentioned. Don't be careless. As for this building, it's safe for now. Also, if anything happens, remember to tell me immediately," Qin Cai said to Ah Biao, coming back to her senses.

"Okay, Ms. Qin, Manager Zhang also instructed me to do the same. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now," Ah Biao said with a smile.

"Alright, goodbye." Qin Cai fell into deep thought after hanging up the phone. This was no small matter, especially considering Zhang Zilong's sudden disappearance and inability to reach him by phone. Qin Cai understood that something must have happened. She repeatedly speculated in her mind. Her first thought was that Zhang Zilong was seeking revenge on Qin Feng. Because of the circumstances, although Ah Biao hadn't told Zhang Zilong the final result, Qin Cai believed that with Zhang Zilong's intelligence, he must have guessed that Qin Feng was the one who did this. To seek revenge or to prevent those around him from living under such threats, Zhang Zilong... He might have gone to cause trouble for Qin Feng, or even tried to kill him. But then I thought, Zhang Zilong is definitely not the kind of person who lacks any sense of the bigger picture. First, now is not the time to kill Qin Feng. Second, Qin Feng has so many men under his command; Zhang Zilong wouldn't be foolish enough to go alone. Moreover, judging from Zhang Zilong's previous plans, he clearly didn't intend to target Qin Feng right now; otherwise, he wouldn't have kept everyone inactive, only instructing them to protect their own people. So Zhang Zilong definitely isn't with Qin Feng. But if he's not with Qin Feng, where is Zhang Zilong now? This is a tense time; Zhang Zilong wouldn't go on vacation at this time, let alone deliberately cut off all contact. That's not Zhang Zilong's style, because he's not someone who doesn't know what's important. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; other websites are plagiarized. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) So where is Zhang Zilong? Qin Cai kept asking herself the same question, and finally, she realized a crucial point: the only breakthrough was the letter. But after asking A Biao, she learned he hadn't even seen it. So the matter stalled there. Qin Cai was extremely anxious, but there was nothing she could do. All she could do was believe Zhang Zilong would be alright and wait to try and control the situation. Half a day passed in

this state of mind. That afternoon, she suddenly received a call from security. In her office, Qin Cai answered the phone and asked, "What is it?" "

Ms. Qin, a woman named Zhao Yazhi came in looking for Manager Zhang. We told her Manager Zhang wasn't here, and she said she wanted to see you. Her attitude was very rude. We don't know if you'd like to see her or not."

"Zhao Yazhi?" Qin Cai thought to herself. What did she want? "She's probably here to see Zhang Zilong," Qin Cai sighed, muttering to herself, "Zhang Zilong, looks like you have quite a few women interested in you, even coming to my office." She then gave a self-deprecating laugh and picked up the phone, saying, "Bring her to my office. Be nice to her, don't let her cause any trouble." Qin Cai knew Zhao Yazhi's personality well, so she specifically gave this instruction; she didn't want to provoke this tigress into a rage.

The door opened, and Zhao Yazhi stormed into Qin Cai's office, her face contorted with anger.

Seeing Zhao Yazhi's expression, Qin Cai knew she was up to no good. She smiled and stood up, saying to Zhao Yazhi, "What brings Miss Zhao here? Please, have a seat."

"No need for a seat. I'm here to see Zilong. I haven't seen him for days, and I can't get through to him on the phone. I just asked your people, and they said Zilong isn't here. I just wanted to ask you, where is Zilong now?" Zhao Yazhi's attitude was just like when she went to Lin Wanqing's place last time. Zhao Yazhi certainly knew about the relationship between Qin Cai and Zhang Zilong, so she definitely wasn't very friendly to Qin Cai.

"You mean Zilong? I'm sorry, Zilong hasn't been to the company for a week. Like you, I can't contact him either," Qin Cai said with a smile. Actually, Qin Cai was quite helpless. She was worried sick about Zhang Zilong, but now she had to deal with these women on his behalf.

"What? You don't know either? Are you kidding me? Doesn't she work at your company? You, the boss, don't know where he is?" Zhao Yazhi said aggressively.

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, I really don't know where Zilong is now. Although he's an employee of my company, he neither asked for leave nor explained anything beforehand. So we really don't know where he is. Like you, I really want to find him too," Qin Cai said calmly. She was indeed a smart woman, at least smarter than Zhao Yazhi, as could be seen from their interactions. "Qin

Cai, is this necessary? I heard you're getting engaged to Zilong soon, is that right? Are you suggesting I'll run off with Zilong and not get engaged to you?" Zhao Yazhi said angrily. Qin Cai

finally understood. It turned out that Zhao Yazhi had heard the news of her engagement to Zhang Zilong and was therefore in such a hurry to find him. Of course, she would be angry with her. Qin Cai just smiled. She hadn't expected that she would find out about the news so quickly, even though her family had only just finished talking with Zhang Zilong's parents. She was really well-informed.

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"Miss Zhao, you're joking. Marriage is a matter of mutual consent; there's no such thing as 'running away'," Qin Cai said. She was a smart woman. Although Zhao Yazhi's attitude was unpleasant, Qin Cai knew that if she argued with Zhao Yazhi here, Zhang Zilong would be in a worse position. The engagement had already been arranged by both families, and now they were just waiting for Zhang Zilong to return and confirm the date. Therefore, Qin Cai was already Zhang Zilong's legal wife. If she made a scene, Zhang Zilong might have a bad impression of her. So, Qin Cai's words were subtle, implying that the engagement was Zhang Zilong's consent, and if Zhao Yazhi really had the ability to "run away" with him, she could try.

"Hmph, mutual consent! Zilong loves me! I think your Qin family must have used some means to force Zilong to get engaged to you!" Zhao Yazhi was a woman who, once she made up her mind, was unyielding.

"Miss Zhao, I respect you as Old Master Zhao's daughter, and I respect you even more as Zilong's good friend, so I've always been very accommodating to you. We're both adults, and you should know that some words have consequences. So, I think Miss Zhao, you should know what you should and shouldn't say. Oppressing Zilong? I, Qin Cai, don't have that ability, and neither does the Qin family. You and I both know what kind of man Zilong is, and I know about your relationship with him. Let me be frank today: you love Zilong, I know that, and I love him too, no less than you. I know you're so angry today because of my engagement to Zilong, and as a woman, I understand." "You're in a bad mood right now, but before you start arguing with me, I want to tell you something first. Zilong is missing, really missing, and it's very strange. I suspect something bad happened to him. So, I'd like to ask Miss Zhao to use your people to help find out what's going on in the underworld and see if we can catch any clues. As for what's between you, me, and Zilong, we can talk about that after we find him, okay? Then, Zilong can decide for himself who we marry. Even if we argue like crazy now, it won't do any good, right, Miss Zhao?" Qin Cai said calmly to Zhao Yazhi, trying her best to suppress her anger.

"Zilong is really missing?" Upon hearing Qin Cai say that Zhang Zilong was in trouble, Zhao Yazhi lost all her arguing mood and asked Qin Cai nervously.

"Yes, I have no reason to lie to you about this. I'm very worried too. I've been searching for a long time, but there's still no news of Zilong. You know, T City is very unstable right now, and you know about the incident where Zilong killed several Japanese people. I suspect the Japanese are behind this now," Qin Cai finally voiced her concerns.

"Japanese? What are we waiting for? I'll go back and tell my older brother to find all those Japanese people immediately!" Zhao Yazhi exclaimed anxiously.

"Wait a minute, Miss Zhao, this isn't that simple. Do you know where the Japanese are? Even if you do, what evidence do you have to prove they did it? Besides, the Japanese aren't stupid enough to keep Zilong locked up. Your Zhao family's lawsuit with the Japanese is still unresolved, so we can't act impulsively. It will only cause trouble for your family," Qin Cai quickly stopped her.

"Then what do we do? Are we just going to do nothing and wait? What if something really happens to Zilong?" Zhao Yazhi shouted.

"I believe Zilong will be safe and sound, he definitely will..." Qin Cai's eyes began to blur, as if she were speaking to Zhao Yazhi, or perhaps to herself.

"Qin Cai, you can ignore Zilong's life or death, but I can't. Zilong is my everything. I can't live without her. Even if it means ruining the Zhao family, I will rescue Zilong. You keep saying you love Zilong, but you sit comfortably in your office while Zilong is in trouble. Is that love?" Zhao Yazhi already had a problem with Qin Cai. In her heart, Qin Cai was even more detestable than Lin Wanqing. Now, seeing Qin Cai completely disregard Zhang Zilong's life or death, she felt even more disgusted with Qin Cai.

"You... sigh, do whatever you want. If that's how you think of me, then there's nothing I can do." Qin Cai was furious with Zhao Yazhi, thinking to herself, this woman has absolutely no sense of the bigger picture. Good intentions go unrewarded. But then she quickly relented, thinking, let her do what she wants. In the end, only the Zhao family will suffer. Just then, A Biao's voice rang out from outside: "President Qin, there's a letter for you here."

"A letter? Come in." Qin Cai was surprised. Letters were still used in this day and age?

Ah Biao walked in and glanced at Zhao Yazhi, who was red-faced. He had heard from his men that Zhao Yazhi had come in. If it weren't for this letter, Ah Biao would never have come up. Everyone knew about Zhao Yazhi's relationship with Zhang Zilong. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are all pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) Everyone knew what Zhao Yazhi wanted to see Qin Cai at this time. Only a fool would come. But now he couldn't run away. He knew very well that Zhao Yazhi had a fiery temper.

Ah Biao handed a letter to Qin Cai. Qin Cai looked at it. The cover was simple, with only three words: Qin Cai (recipient). Qin Cai's eyes twitched, and she quickly opened the letter. She was very puzzled. In this day and age, people would still write letters, and there was no postal code on the letter. This meant that the letter must have something to say.

Upon seeing the letter, Zhao Yazhi also came closer. Qin Cai didn't hide anything, opened the letter, and read: "Cai'er, this is Zilong. I'm currently out on business and won't be back for about two weeks to two weeks. I can't tell you where I am or what I'm doing right now. Just tell anyone who asks you about me that I'm on a business trip for about two weeks. You should also tell Yazhi and my parents that. During this time, tell Abiao not to make any moves and to protect my parents, especially Wang Xia, Liu Fang, Wan Qing, and yourself. Finally, please inform Yazhi that she..." "It's best not to go out. Strengthen your personal defenses as much as possible. Just say it's what I said. I can't tell you the reason now, but you must do this for me. Be very careful. Also, keep an eye on something else. Like I told you last time, if about twenty people come to the company to see me, make sure they are settled in. Tell them I'm temporarily away on a business trip. If they cause trouble, show them this letter and make sure they stay in the place you prepared for them. Don't go out even once. Okay, that's all. Be very careful. I'll be back soon. Zhang Zilong, write this."

"I almost believed you. Zilong is fine at all. Are you trying to provoke me into making our Zhao family fight the Japanese so you can profit from it?" Zhao Yazhi's first reaction after reading the letter was that she had been tricked by Qin Cai.

"You...?" Qin Cai was almost furious. She really couldn't understand how the eldest daughter of the Zhao family could be so stupid. Qin Cai calmed herself down and said to Zhao Yazhi, "Miss, please take another look. Does Zilong seem alright? Did Zilong write such delicate handwriting himself? What era are we living in? Zilong still writes letters? Doesn't he know how to make a phone call? Judging from the fact that the letter didn't have a postal code and was sent by someone, Zilong should be in T City. But he's in T City and hasn't come to see us. What do you think is the reason? Can you explain?"

"I... I don't know," Zhao Yazhi was immediately stumped by Qin Cai's barrage of questions.

"There are only a few possibilities. First, he was captured and controlled by someone else, and this letter was secretly sent by someone else. But since he was controlled by someone else, the chances of him sending the letter are almost zero. After all, the person who captured him is definitely not stupid. The second possibility is that Zilong cannot write, so he asked someone else to write it for him. But this doesn't explain why he didn't call us directly. Is he afraid of me? Is he trying to find out someone else's location by phone? That's a possibility. The third possibility is that the letter was written by someone else. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are all pirated. Please support the original and don't be deceived. For details, please contact the author.) But the tone in the letter is clearly Zilong's tone, and the things he tells us in the letter don't harm us. On the contrary, he tells us to be careful. So this is impossible. That leaves only the second possibility." Qin Cai slowly analyzed. When faced with a situation, Qin Cai was always so calm and rational.

"You mean the second one? I don't understand. Why can't Zilong write, and why is he afraid we'll find him?" Zhao Yazhi asked疑惑地.

"As for not being able to write, there's only one possibility: Zilong is injured. The reason he doesn't want us to find him is either because he's doing something he doesn't want us to disturb, or because he doesn't want the enemy to find him. Based on the letter telling us to be careful, I think that's the only possibility," Qin Cai sighed.

"Where's the messenger? Why don't we just pull him over and ask him?" Zhao Yazhi said.

"No need to ask. Since Zilong doesn't want us to find him, he definitely won't give me a chance to find him," Qin Cai said calmly.

"Is that so?" Zhao Yazhi turned to look at A Biao.

“Yes, this letter was found in the car of one of our company leaders when he got to the company. He handed it to me as soon as he arrived. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. All other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don’t be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) There was no signature on the letter. I was worried about its safety, so I sent someone to check if we could find the person who delivered it. But we couldn’t find the person, so I gave the letter to you,” A Biao nodded.

“What should we do? Zilong is injured? He can’t even write?” Zhao Yazhi said, and then she started to cry.

"Don't cry. This is just my guess, and it may not be correct. But whatever the reason, it's certain that the letter was dictated by Zilong. Since it's Zilong's wish, let's do as he says. Zhao Yazhi, since Zilong doesn't want us to find him, he certainly doesn't want anyone to know anything about him. I hope you and Abiao keep everything you heard and saw today to yourselves and don't tell anyone, not even your closest relatives. Judging from the serious tone Zilong is using, this matter might concern his life, understand? Since Zilong said he would be back in half a month, I think he definitely will. Everything will be clear when Zilong returns. Miss Zhao, tomorrow is Uncle Zhang's discharge day. I think you will definitely go. Please remember, when Uncle Zhang asks about Zilong, you must pretend you don't know anything and wait for me to answer. Okay?" Qin Cai thought for a moment and said to Zhao Yazhi and Abiao.

"I know, I will. As long as Zilong is alright, that's all that matters. Qin Cai, I'll come find you again when Zilong comes back. Zilong is mine, and I will absolutely not let you get engaged to him," Zhao Yazhi said as she left the office.

"President Qin, is Brother Long really in trouble?" As soon as Zhao Yazhi left, A Biao couldn't help but ask.

"Something's happened, something must have happened. Zilong is definitely seriously injured. You need to investigate for me, go to every hospital, even find out who has bought a lot of medicine at the hospital. But remember, it must be a secret. Absolutely no one can know Zilong's whereabouts. If Zilong is injured, he will definitely go to the hospital for treatment or buy medicine," Qin Cai said, tears streaming down her face.

"Okay, President Qin, don't be sad. Brother Long is a big man. I think there's nothing in this world he can't overcome," A Biao quickly comforted her when he saw Qin Cai crying.

"It's alright, you go out and handle this matter first. It must be done secretly, and the person you find must be extremely careful. If anything goes wrong, we'll be dead. Also, as Zilong said, have someone surround these girls," Qin Cai instructed A Biao, forcing back her tears. She didn't want to cry in front of anyone except Zhang Zilong.

"Okay," A Biao replied and left the office.

"Zilong, you must take good care of yourself. Even if you become disabled, I'm still willing to marry you and take care of you for the rest of my life," Qin Cai murmured.

Actually, when Tang Feifei was writing this letter, she asked Zhang Zilong why he insisted on giving it to Qin Cai. Zhang Zilong replied that Qin Cai was the only person around him who truly understood his thoughts. Qin Cai was a smart woman who could think things through clearly, at least she wouldn't ruin her own plans. Moreover, since he was an employee of the Qin family, they would undoubtedly ask Qin Cai about his whereabouts. Now it seems that Zhang Zilong did the right thing. If he had given the letter to Zhao Yazhi, the entire city of T would know that Zhang Zilong was not dead, let alone the Japanese.

When Tang Feifei asked him why he was so protective of those girls, Zhang Zilong just smiled. He was afraid. During his duel with Tamura, Tamura had said he would take good care of his woman. Zhang Zilong feared Tamura might actually harm her. Although he knew Tamura wouldn't be so reckless as to harm his woman at this time, he preferred to be safe than sorry. This was no joke for Zhang Zilong.

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"Elder Tamura, now that Zhang Zilong is dead, shouldn't we proceed with our plan?" Sitting in a luxurious villa, Qin Feng smiled and swirled his wine glass as he spoke to Tamura opposite him. Qin Feng had originally intended to begin their plan, but Tamura kept insisting that the plan couldn't start until Zhang Zilong was dead. This frustrated Qin Feng. He wondered, what kind of superhuman was Zhang Zilong? Even Japan's top fighter was so afraid of him? Could he, no matter how powerful, withstand a bullet? He had asked Tamura who Zhang Zilong was, but Tamura had always ignored him. In Tamura's heart, Qin Feng was nothing more than a dog. However, now that Japan wanted to infiltrate T City, they had to find a representative here. And looking at the entire T City, the only person who could cooperate with the Japanese was Qin Feng. If it weren't for this reason, Tamura would have cut ties with this kid long ago.

"What's your rush? This isn't the best time yet. Don't you know that everything has to be done according to plan? We'll start after the government elections. Why? Think about it yourself." Tamura didn't even bother to look at Qin Feng, and continued drinking his wine.

"Government elections? Isn't that another five days?" Qin Feng's joyful mood plummeted again.

"Mr. Qin, I don't care if you're genuinely stupid or just pretending; it doesn't matter to me. But I want you to do as I say. (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. All other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) If I find out you're up to any tricks behind my back, don't blame me for killing you first." Tiancun was utterly disappointed in Qin Feng, but he thought to himself, "If I need a good puppet, isn't Qin Feng the perfect candidate?"

"You...?" Qin Feng had never been reprimanded like this before. Although he knew perfectly well that this person could kill him with ease, he still found it hard to swallow his anger.

"What? You're not convinced? Don't forget, we did everything this time—the money, the manpower, the plan, and even the use of our spies planted in the upper echelons of the Chinese government. You were just our mouthpiece on the surface. If you really want to be king in T City, I advise you to listen to me. I'm in a good mood these days, so I won't hold it against you. Zhang Zilong is finally dead, hahahaha!" Tian Cun suddenly burst into laughter, downing his drink in one gulp.

Qin Feng, though incapable of great things, was incredibly talented at being a villain. Hearing Tian Cun's tone and having already weighed the pros and cons, he immediately changed his expression, smiling obsequiously at Tian Cun, "Elder Tian Cun is right. The most hated person in T City was Zhang Zilong. He was a complete scoundrel, always so self-righteous. I've wanted to kill him for a long time. Elder Tian Cun killing him is truly gratifying!" He almost blurted out that he was ridding the city of a scourge.

"You killed him? You dare to do that? Mr. Qin, I have other matters to attend to. You should go back first. I will inform you of what to do. You'd better stay at home and not go out unnecessarily, understand?" Tiancun glared at Tiancun with disdain in his eyes, then went straight upstairs.

"Yes, Mr. Tamura, I will," Qin Feng said with a smile. Only after Tamura had completely disappeared from sight did he curse fiercely, "Damn it, what a piece of trash! Just wait until the opportunity comes, and I'll show you!" With that, he led his loyal follower out of the villa. Originally, this villa was Qin Feng's own residence, but after the Japanese arrived, Qin Feng moved out to curry favor with them, giving the villa to Tamura.

"Brother, this is really too arrogant, daring to talk to you like that," Qin Feng's loyal follower complained as soon as they got into the car.

"Hmph, these Japanese bastards, let them be arrogant for a few days. Once I control the underworld of T City, I'll make them all die a horrible death. As the saying goes, those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles. I still need them now, so let them be cocky for a few days," Qin Feng said through gritted teeth, his face ashen.

"Yes, boss, you're a man of great things. Your ability to hold back shows your courage. If it were me, I would have fought them long ago. You're so smart, boss. But the fact that the Japanese killed Zhang Zilong is truly gratifying news. It's relieved of a huge worry for you. It's ridiculous! Qin Cai even said today that Zhang Zilong is on a business trip. I think he's on a business trip to the underworld," the close follower quickly chimed in.

"Haha, yes, that bastard Zhang Zilong is finally dead! Humph, I'll capture all his women, and that Wang Xia too. I'll kill them all with cucumbers! Don't worry, kid, I'll give them all to you after I've had my fill. These are all top-tier beauties. You'd better be secretly happy then!" Qin Feng laughed heartily.

The bodyguard shuddered at the mere mention of "cucumber." (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network; all other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) He already knew that Qin Feng was extremely ruthless, always using objects to penetrate women, and doing so wildly. He had personally witnessed Qin Feng thrust a nunchaku into a second-rate actress right in front of him, until the woman was covered in blood and fainted from the pain before letting go. Of course, he didn't know that Qin Feng's perversion stemmed from the fact that he wasn't even a man.

"Thanks, boss. Now that Zhang Zilong is dead, how about we bring those women over now?" the bodyguard added fuel to the fire.

"You think I don't want to? But didn't you hear what that old Japanese bastard said? We'll just have to endure it while we're under his control. Once this is over, none of these women will escape, hahaha," Qin Feng laughed.

Although Qin Cai cleverly sent A Biao to the hospital to look for clues, there are at least a hundred hospitals of all sizes in T City, not to mention countless private clinics. Moreover, the search is clandestine, making it even more difficult. Finding Zhang Zilong in the short term is impossible.

"That Zilong kid is outrageous! He's been gone for days, not even a phone call, and now he's not even here when his dad was discharged. That's unacceptable! He said he sent some brothers over to pick up some things, what kind of nonsense is that?" Early in the morning, Wang Yufen was already complaining about Zhang Zilong.

"Auntie, this isn't Zilong's fault, it's all my fault. The company has some urgent business to attend to, so I had to send Zilong on a business trip abroad. Actually, Zilong didn't want to go, I forced him. If you want to blame someone, blame me. I'm sorry, Auntie." Hearing Wang Yufen scolding Zhang Zilong, Qin Cai felt bad and took all the blame upon herself.

"Oh, Cai'er, don't try to defend that boy. He's my son. Do you think I don't know what's going on in his mind? I bet he's off playing somewhere again right now. It's all your fault, child. We just finalized the engagement, and he's already disappeared. Don't get any ideas. I know Zilong loves you very much, but he's been wild since he was little. Don't take it seriously. When he comes back, I'll definitely teach him a lesson and get revenge for you." Wang Yufen genuinely liked Qin Cai, her future daughter-in-law, and was afraid that Qin Cai might have feelings for Zhang Zilong, or that she might run away.

"No, Auntie, you've really misunderstood Zilong this time. He really did go on a business trip. As for the engagement, it's not a big deal. We can get engaged when Zilong comes back," Qin Cai said, supporting Wang Yufen.

"That's true, but that kid went out without a word. I'll make him pay when he gets back," Wang Yufen said fiercely, determined not to forgive Zhang Zilong.

"Alright, Zilong was just working. A man should prioritize his career. How can he amount to anything if he's always worrying about the family? (This article was first published on Cuiweiju Literature Network. Other websites are pirated. Please support the original and don't be fooled. For details, please contact the author.) You and I aren't incapacitated. Why do we need him back? Besides, isn't Qin Cai here? Alright, let's pack up and leave the hospital," Zhang Minsheng finally couldn't stand it anymore and said a few words.

Just as the group was packing to leave the hospital, there was a knock on the door. Qin Cai went to open it and saw two women enter, one after the other. The first was Lin Wanqing, and the second was Zhao Yazhi.

"You're here? Please come in," Qin Cai said without much surprise. He had expected them to come, but there were some things they both understood and didn't need to say aloud to avoid awkwardness.

"I'm so sorry, Uncle and Aunt, I'm late," Lin Wanqing said with a smile as she went to help Wang Yufen pack her things.

"You silly child, it's just a discharge from the hospital, it's nothing serious. Don't bother, I'll take care of it. Cai'er, pour two glasses of water," Wang Yufen said with a smile to Qin Cai. In her heart, she already considered Qin Cai her daughter-in-law, one of her own family.

Qin Cai went to pour the water, and Lin Wanqing said, "No need for that, Aunt, I'm not thirsty. When I came today, my father made me apologize to Uncle, saying that he really had something to do at the company today and couldn't get away to pick you up from the hospital. He said he would definitely come to your house to apologize next time."

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