[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - Chapter 34

Chapter 96 Shadows Looming
After Zi Hui regained her memories, a weight was lifted from Shang Rong's heart. However, everything Zi Hui had told him in his arms that day ignited his raging anger. The Procuratorate? Shang Rong couldn't believe it. Wasn't it like a dog chasing a mouse, meddling in other people's business? In Shang Rong's memory, he had no reason to deal with the Procuratorate. Even if the Procuratorate was involved in Zheng Gang's case, they should have arrested Zhang Yan, not Zi Hui. Therefore, Shang Rong concluded that those people claiming to be from the Procuratorate were definitely imposters. Unfortunately, Zi Hui could no longer provide any concrete or useful clues. Shang Rong was once again troubled because his burning desire for revenge remained unfulfilled. However, just as Shang Rong vowed to find the culprit who had tormented Zi Hui, an anonymous letter arrived in his hands. The letter was sent directly to the company, addressed to Zi Hui. It essentially said that a policeman named Wu Xinmin knew the truth about Zi Hui's kidnapping. It also specified that Wu Xinmin was a policeman at the San Gong Police Station. Shang Rong looked at the letter in his hand with a mixture of belief and doubt. The letter had come so suddenly and accurately that it was almost unbelievable. However, it was the only clue he had, and Shang Rong was better off believing it than not. But considering Wu Xinmin's identity, Shang Rong hesitated. He was currently allergic to the police and didn't want to deal with them. "
Boss, police are people too. We can investigate first,"
Map said, seeing Shang Rong's hesitation. "
A lowly policeman is fine, the key is who wrote the anonymous letter, what their intentions are in sending this 'gift'. We can't let them use us as pawns,"
Pangolin said shrewdly. Shang Rong was furious at the thought of Zi Hui's description of being harassed in the dark room. He didn't care about intentions now. Whatever the writer's purpose, as long as the letter contained the truth, it was a great gift. He couldn't worry about the writer's motives for now. As long as it didn't cost him his life, he'd give them anything. He had plenty of money now. "
Jianbin, you handle this matter. Don't contact Wu Xinmin yet. Get the details of his situation first. The more detailed, the better,"
Shang Rong decisively ordered. Jianbin had earned Shang Rong's deep respect after the incident with the oil-splashed Qi Shundong. He felt he hadn't misjudged him; Jianbin was much better than Zhang Ming, who was timid and hesitant. Therefore, he didn't inform Zhang Ming about the discussion of the anonymous letter. "
Boss, we're no longer working at the entertainment center, and the villa is too far from the city. Meeting here every time is too conspicuous. Those old ladies at the building entrance are more formidable than the KGB. Shouldn't we find a more suitable place?"
Pangolin asked. Shang Rong slapped his forehead and said, "I've been thinking about this for a month, but I've been so busy I forgot. You handle this. Don't worry about the money, just make sure it's suitable."
He paused, then suddenly asked, "Have you inquired about Qi Shundong's injuries? How are they?"
"They were quite vigilant there a while ago. I heard the day before yesterday that he's about to be discharged and is recovering well, without any scars,"
Pangolin said with infinite regret. Shang Rong seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. "Now I can finally give Xiaoya an explanation. If her father's face were disfigured, she'd blame me for life." "
The police are cracking down hard these days. Don't go out wandering around, especially avoid entertainment venues. If you want to play around with women, find a regular place. Don't go around randomly; you might run into a ghost if you walk on the dark too much."
Shang Rong finished speaking, and everyone laughed. Shang Rong never dreamed that Li Qing would invite him to dinner. However, the woman's exact words were: "I'd like to invite you to dinner tonight, and also introduce you to a friend. But the guests are on me, and the bill is yours." However, the excitement of having dinner with Li Qing only lasted a few seconds before Shang Rong's attention was immediately drawn to the friend she was introducing. A friend? Shang Rong truly had a deep sense of awe for Li Qing and Lao Yang's friends. If he didn't need their help, he would rather keep his distance. He knew these friends were ambitious schemers, and if he made even the slightest mistake, they could easily plot against him. If Shang Rong were to choose his own friends, he would rather associate with the common people on the street; at least those people were less intelligent than him, so there was no risk. However, he couldn't miss this friend tonight, because he knew Li Qing wouldn't introduce him to friends without a reason. Li Qing chose the time and place for dinner, setting it for room 2088 at the Kempinski Hotel. Shang Rong anticipated drinking that night, so he had Jianbin act as his driver. Ten minutes before the appointed time, he was already sitting in the room waiting. His reason for doing this wasn't to curry favor, but because Li Qing had done him many favors, and now she was introducing him to a friend. Regardless of whether this friend was useful or not, he wanted to make Li Qing feel proud; women all care about their image, right? Li Qing and her friend were punctual, not keeping Shang Rong waiting. As the door to the private room opened, a woman who appeared to be the restaurant manager gestured for the guests to enter. Li Qing then walked in, followed by a man in a suit and glasses. Shang Rong estimated the man was about his age, or at most two or three years older. "
Oh! Mr. Shang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. There was some traffic on the way,"
Li Qing greeted Shang Rong warmly, a stark contrast to her attitude when she had reprimanded him that day. "
How could I not be courteous to such distinguished guests? And this is…"
Shang Rong responded with equal enthusiasm. "
Couldn't you have let them sit down first before introducing them?"
Li Qing said with a smile. "
My apologies, my apologies, please, please."
Shang Rong gestured for Li Qing to take the seat of honor, with the bespectacled man to her left and himself to her right. "
I'm sorry, I don't know your tastes, so I didn't dare to order without your permission. I'll have to trouble you for help, Sister Qing."
Li Qing said with a smile to the man with glasses, "Look, I call him Mr. Shang, and he calls me Sister Qing. It sounds so awkward."
The man with glasses smiled demurely and didn't say anything. Just as Shang Rong was about to speak, Li Qing said again, "Let me introduce you first. This is my old classmate Han Zheng, and this is Shang Rong."
She paused and added, "We're old friends too."
After Li Qing finished introducing them, Shang Rong took the initiative to extend his hand to Han Zheng, and the two men shook hands briefly. Here, Li Qing seemed to have completed her task and ignored the two men, calling over a waiter to order. Shang Rong thought to himself, "Isn't this the same as not introducing them at all? Han Zheng? What does he do? I've only heard that he's a man like me after all this time, and that's it, I don't know him at all."

Chapter 97 Sacrificing Gold for Righteousness
Shang Rong was complaining about Li Qing when Han Zheng spoke up, "I heard from Xiao Qing that Mr. Shang is a businessman. What kind of business is it?"
Xiao Qing? Quite friendly, but they're old classmates, so it's understandable. Shang Rong hesitated for a moment before replying, "Mr. Han only knows one side
of the story. I used to be a businessman, but I'm retired now." Seeing Han Zheng's confused expression, he explained, "My ex-wife currently manages the business."
Han Zheng seemed even more confused, but still replied, "Mr. Shang really knows how to enjoy life. So young and already enjoying leisure, it's truly enviable."
Li Qing had just finished ordering and said to Han Zheng, "Ah Zheng, don't listen to his nonsense. Would he easily hand over his business to his ex-wife? To put it bluntly... " "We're family."
Han Zheng laughed, "It's rare these days. These days, once a couple divorces, they act like enemies. Mr. Shang is truly magnanimous!"
Shang Rong smiled somewhat embarrassedly and said to Li Qing, "You only ordered food, why didn't you order drinks? I wanted to have a few drinks with Brother Han."
Li Qing smiled mysteriously and magically produced a bottle of Moutai from her bag, laughing, "No need to tell me, I already prepared it. One bottle for the three of us."
Shang Rong feigned anger, saying, "Look at you, how can I drink your wine when I'm treating?"
Han Zheng waved his hand and said, "Brother Shang, there's no need to be so polite. Our Miss Li is very particular about her drinks; she wouldn't even trust the wine from a five-star hotel."
Shang Rong pretended to suddenly understand and said, "Oh, I see. But counterfeit goods are everywhere these days. Sister Qing is definitely more vigilant."
Just then, the dishes were served. Li Qing opened the bottle of Moutai and poured a full glass for the two men first, then poured herself a glass and said, "Little Shang, I'll take the lead. Let's drink this first and then chat." With that, she downed the glass in one gulp. Han Zheng shook his head and laughed, "Little Qing's boldness hasn't diminished at all! Brother, we can't fall behind!" He then also
downed his glass in one gulp .
Shang Rong drank the glass of wine without saying a word, then smacked his lips and said, "I've drunk Moutai a few times, but none of it compares to this. It seems I've been drinking fakes."
Li Qing's face flushed slightly after the drink, and she laughed at Shang Rong's words, playfully scolding, "Stop pretending! Are you making fun of me?"
Shang Rong waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "How could I dare?"
After several rounds of drinks, Shang Rong became anxious as Li Qing still hadn't gotten to the point. He tried to wink at her frequently when Han Zheng wasn't looking, but Li Qing ignored him, continuing to chat, laugh, drink, and eat. Shang Rong had no choice but to drink with them, glass after glass, until only a little wine remained in the bottle. Just then, Han Zheng's phone rang. He said "Excuse me," and hurriedly went to the outer room with the phone. Shang Rong was about to ask a question when Li Qing suddenly leaned in, her mouth almost touching Shang Rong's ear, and whispered, "He's our city's top secretary, a confidant of Party Secretary Wang Zhenliang. He called you here today to introduce you. He didn't want you to know beforehand; he wants to see what kind of person you are before deciding whether to continue the relationship."
She then withdrew as if nothing had happened, leaving only a lingering fragrance in Shang Rong's presence. Li Qing and Shang Rong waited quite a while before Han Zheng finally entered, his earlier enthusiasm gone. Li Qing asked, "What's wrong? Is something the matter?"
Han Zheng picked up his wine glass and downed it in one gulp, seemingly ignoring Shang Rong's presence as an outsider. He said angrily, "These Hong Kong businessmen are simply outrageous. A while ago, they took a fancy to a piece of land in the west of the city and said they wanted to develop it. However, a primary school there needed to be relocated, and the school disagreed. Later, considering that the school buildings were already very old and far from the city center, the city leaders intervened and agreed that the city would provide the land, and the Hong Kong businessmen would donate three million yuan in the name of the Hope Primary School to rebuild a new school building. Now, some of the school buildings have already been demolished, and the groundbreaking ceremony for the new school site is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, which will be attended by the city's main leaders. Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, those Hong Kong businessmen have changed their minds, saying they demand a reduction in the land price, otherwise they will no longer donate to the Hope Primary School. It's outrageous! If the land price is reduced, wouldn't that primary school be essentially built by us? Why would we need their donation?"
Han Zheng finished speaking in one breath, even a little out of breath. Li Qing asked, "Then what should we do?"
Han Zheng said anxiously, "I was mainly in charge of the initial operations of this matter, and now..."
He sighed, stood up, and said, "Xiao Qing, I'm sorry, I have to go first and talk to those Hong Kong businessmen again."
Li Qing stood there, unsure of what to do. Just as Han Zheng was about to leave, Shang Rong said unhurriedly, "Brother Han, why rush? Sister Qing finally let us get together, how can you just leave like that!"
Han Zheng stamped his foot in frustration and said, "I don't have the heart to drink..."
He then turned to leave again. Shang Rong stood up and said, "Brother Han, don't worry, if the Hong Kong businessmen won't pay, I will! Don't lower the land price by a single penny." As soon as Shang
Rong said this, Han Zheng froze, and Li Qing looked at the man in confusion. Shang Rong smiled and waved, saying, "Sit down, sit down, let's discuss it slowly."
Han Zheng seemed to have suddenly seen a savior, and sat back down in his seat with a mixture of belief and doubt, his eyes fixed on Shang Rong. Li Qing suddenly said, "Xiao Shang, you...you're not drunk, are you?"
Shang Rong laughed, "Although I don't have a high alcohol tolerance, this little bit won't make me drunk. I'm perfectly sober."
He then turned to Han Zheng and said, "Brother Han, didn't you ask for three million to build the primary school? I'll give you five million."
Han Zheng stared at Shang Rong, opening his mouth but not saying a word, as if listening to a madman's dream. Shang Rong smiled, picked up the bottle, poured the last bit of wine into three glasses, and continued slowly, "However, I have a small request."
Upon hearing the additional condition, the light in Han Zheng's eyes dimmed considerably. He thought to himself, "These businessmen never give away money for free. I was so naive." However, the light in his eyes hadn't completely disappeared. Shang Rong continued, "I have a friend's daughter who doesn't have a local household registration. You must arrange for her to attend the best school in the city."
Han Zheng remained silent for a long time. Later, seeing that Shang Rong didn't speak again, he cautiously asked, "Is that all the conditions?"
Shang Rong said seriously, "Just these conditions, can you do it?"
Han Zheng suddenly felt a sense of relief and almost slid off his chair. Shang Rong picked up his wine glass and said, "Now you're in the mood to drink, aren't you?"
Han Zheng was so excited that he couldn't speak. He picked up his wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. Li Qing, her eyes brimming with tears, stared intently at Shang Rong, whispering, "Looks like one bottle of wine isn't enough!"
Han Zheng waved his hand dismissively, saying, "Little Qing, who cares if it's fake or real wine today? I'm going to drink to my heart's content with Brother Shang."
He then complained, "Little Qing, that's not right of you! Why didn't you introduce me to such a good friend sooner?"
Li Qing retorted coquettishly, "It's all my fault! Today, let me risk my life to drink with you two brothers to my heart's content."
Shang Rong laughed, "That's how it should be. When I treat people, it's a three-guarantee policy: all drinks, all drinks, all drinks, and all gifts."
Laughter filled the room as more wine and food were added. Shang Rong, thoroughly drunk, forgot the way home.

Chapter 98 Following the Clues
That day, Wu Xinmin, a police officer from the Sangong Police Station, returned home from work. He parked his police car in his yard and, seeing a lock on the door, knew his wife hadn't come home yet. So, instead of rushing inside, he opened the hood of his beat-up car and started rummaging through it. Ever since he took Zi Hui to the hospital, his heart had been in constant turmoil. At night, the image of a woman with a deathly pale face and covered in blood kept replaying in his mind. Having been a police officer for over a decade, he immediately recognized that the woman hadn't committed suicide but had been attacked. He could even reenact the events. That night, Fang Yuliang was on duty. Wu Xinmin was a fairly straightforward policeman, but he was also extremely timid. He was usually bossed around at work and dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction, especially in front of someone as domineering as Fang Yuliang. Therefore, he decided to keep what he had witnessed that morning buried in his heart forever, because even if he wanted to, he didn't have the ability to. "
Excuse me, are you Wu Xinmin?"
Wu Xinmin poked his head out from under the hood and looked up to see two men who had somehow entered the yard and were standing not far from him, staring at him. Wu Xinmin felt a sudden, inexplicable chill run down his spine. The man, roughly his age, stood directly opposite him, while the younger one stood to his left, blocking his path. "
What is it?"
Wu Xinmin asked hesitantly. The older man pulled a black leather notebook from his pocket and waved it at him, saying, "We're from the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Special Investigation Division. We want to ask you something."
Wu Xinmin seemed to have long anticipated this day; subconsciously, he seemed to have been looking forward to it. Special Investigation Division. Wu Xinmin knew, of course, what kind of department this was—a department specifically investigating crimes committed by police officers. However, with these two men standing before him, although he repeatedly told himself that this was Fang Yuliang's doing and had nothing to do with him, he still couldn't help but feel his legs trembling with nervousness. Had they contacted Li Gang? Usually, they only contacted Fang Yuliang last.
"Let's talk in the car outside, it won't take up much of your time."
The young man, seeing Wu Xinmin standing there nervously, couldn't help but feel a surge of amusement. Wu Xinmin didn't even think to check their identification; he hurriedly wiped his hands with a cloth, closed the hood, and was led by the two men, one in front and one behind, to a Mitsubishi SUV parked outside the yard. The young man and Wu Xinmin got into the back seat, while the other man sat in the passenger seat. "
Tell me about how you kidnapped Mr. Lin,"
the man in the front said, getting straight to the point. Wu Xinmin licked his dry lips, his voice trembling with anxiety. "
I...I don't know much about it, I...I was just doing my job..."
"Stop rambling! Just tell me what happened!"
the young man next to Wu Xinmin snapped. Wu Xinmin turned to look at the young man, seeing his fierce expression, and thought to himself, "Why are the people from the investigation department so rude? Do they think I'm a criminal?" "
I really don't understand. " That day, Director Fang asked Li Gang and me to go on a secret mission with him. When we got there, I found out we were there to pick up a woman. After bringing her back, he locked her in the basement of a rented courtyard, and then… the woman committed suicide… Director Fang ordered me to take her to the hospital… That’s how it happened… I really didn’t know anything.”
The two men exchanged glances, a hint of excitement on their faces. The older one adopted a more amiable expression and continued, “Where did you pick up General Manager Lin from?”
Wu Xinmin, hearing the men repeatedly refer to her as General Manager Lin, thought they seemed quite familiar with the woman. “
Right at the entrance of Sangong Village, it was evening, and several men brought her.
” “What were those men doing?”
the younger man asked loudly. “
I don’t know any of them, but Director Fang seemed to know them.”
“What’s Director Fang’s name?” "
The man in front of the car asked. What's Director Fang's name? Don't you know?" Wu Xinmin's heart skipped a beat. Fang Yuliang used to be the head of the criminal investigation department of the municipal bureau. He made a mistake and was demoted to the position of director of Sangong Police Station. Who in the entire system didn't know about this? They... Wu Xinmin suddenly jumped up and shouted, "You...you're not...who exactly are you?"
The two men didn't expect Wu Xinmin to suddenly lash out. They didn't know where they had given themselves away. The young man sitting next to Wu Xinmin was quick-witted. He swiftly locked one arm around Wu Xinmin's neck and pulled a sharp knife from his pocket, pressing it against Wu Xinmin's waist. He said in a deep voice, "If you move again, I'll stab you to death." Wu
Xinmin felt the hard object around his waist and was so terrified that he wet himself. His body went limp and he dared not move. He could only breathe heavily as his neck was being strangled. Seeing that Wu Xinmin had become obedient, the young man slowly released his grip and said sternly, "Don't worry about who we are. Since this has nothing to do with you, we won't bother you. But if you don't know what's good for you, don't blame us for being impolite. Tell me, what's Director Fang's name?"
"Fang Yuliang, the former head of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Municipal Bureau,"
Wu Xinmin said breathlessly. He thought to himself, "I've heard that woman's lover is a gangster. Sure enough, he's starting his revenge now. God, I
mustn't get involved with these people!" "Does Li Gang know anything about the inside story?"
the older man asked. It turned out they hadn't contacted Li Gang yet. "
He... he's about my age,"
Wu Xinmin said tremblingly. "
Did you hit that woman?"
the young man asked. "
No, no, I... Director Fang said he was going to starve her for a few days... I even secretly threw her some food."
The two men exchanged a glance and nodded. The older man said, "If you tell anyone about what happened today, you'll spend the rest of your life with nightmares." "
No, no, actually...actually, I don't like them either..."
Wu Xinmin quickly replied. The man in front pulled out a plastic bag and tossed it into Wu Xinmin's arms, saying, "Take this! This is 50,000 yuan. We will never forget anyone who has helped us."
"No, no..."
Wu Xinmin's head ached at the words "never forget them," thinking, "I'd be grateful if you'd forgotten me forever." "
Take it, consider it a reward for your act of bravery."
The young man shoved the bag into Wu Xinmin's arms, then opened the car door, jumped out, and continued, "Get out of the car, walk straight home, and don't look back! I'm warning you." Wu
Xinmin, clutching a plastic bag, hunched over, ran back to his yard in a few quick strides, slammed the gate shut, and leaned against it, panting. After a while, he opened the bag. Good heavens! These people were so generous! Inside were indeed five bundles of brand-new banknotes. Wu Xinmin immediately clutched the bag tightly to his chest, as if afraid it would run away, then slapped himself hard across the face to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Finally, he slowly sat down on the ground and sobbed a few times, his cries mingling with laughter. "Damn it, what kind of people are they?" he thought. Suddenly remembering his wife would be back soon, he looked at the money in his arms, jumped up, and ran into the house to find where he had hidden it.

Chapter 99 Sitting on the hospital bed, Qi
Shundong held a small mirror, gazing at his face after the bandages had been removed. He marveled at the wonders of medicine; modern skin grafting techniques were truly remarkable. His skin, after healing, seemed even more delicate and smooth than before. Touching his smooth cheeks, Qi Shundong couldn't help but recall that terrifying scene. Without a doubt, it was that bastard Shang Rong who had his men do it. He couldn't believe he would do something so despicable and cruel. The doctor said that luckily, the fish soup didn't have much oil, and since it was winter, the soup had cooled considerably after cooking; otherwise, he would definitely be disfigured. If that had happened, how could he ever face anyone again? Thinking about all this, Qi Shundong gritted his teeth. The sound was loud. He pondered how to deal with this ruthless devil after being discharged from the hospital. He knew that Shang Rong was seeking revenge for Lin Zihui, and at the same time, it was a strong warning to him. Damn it, he should have just let Lin Zihui die at Fang Yuliang's hands; that bastard might still be crying right now. However, Qi Shundong thought with fear that if Lin Zihui really died, what would be splashed on his face might not be fish soup, but perhaps a basin of boiling oil. Thinking of this, Qi Shundong couldn't help but shudder. Lost in thought, Qi Shundong was startled awake by the sound of the door opening. Looking up, he saw Li Manyuan walking in. Qi Shundong's eyes lit up. Everything has two sides. If being betrayed by Shang Rong was a disaster, then Li Manyun was the best remedy this disaster had given him. Since learning of his accident, Li Manyun visited him almost daily. For the first few days, she personally fed him, led him to the bathroom, and sat by his bedside, comforting him with a gentle voice. Qi Shundong felt he had never experienced such tenderness in his life of struggle. Unfortunately, his face was covered in gauze, so he couldn't see Li Manyun's expression, but from her occasional whispers, he could still imagine her beautiful, sorrowful face. Had this beauty, nearly twenty years his junior, truly fallen in love with him? "
It's wonderful, not a single scar left,"
Li Manyun said with delight, putting down the package she was carrying. She then quickly walked over, sat by the bed, and gently stroked Qi Shundong's face. Her careful touch was as if she were handling a precious piece of porcelain. Qi Shundong seemed uncomfortable with the woman's intimate gesture, slightly turning his face away from her hand and saying, "I'm about to be discharged. Why aren't you at work?" "
Li Manyuan snorted unhappily and said, "What, is it wrong for someone to come see you? Whether they go to work or not is none of your business."
Qi Shundong felt a surge of pleasure at the sight of the woman's coquettish expression. He couldn't help but grab Li Manyuan's hand and gently stroke it, whispering, "I was just worried you'd neglect your work. Actually, I was thinking..."
Li Manyuan blushed and glanced at the man with a hint of resentment, saying, "You! Don't worry about things you shouldn't. The world keeps turning even without you. Just relax."
Qi Shundong felt there was a deeper meaning in Li Manyuan's words today, but he had no time to ponder it. With a slight pull, Li Manyuan let out a soft moan and fell into his arms. Looking at the faint blush on the woman's face, Qi Shundong couldn't help but recall that snowy night when the woman endured pain and shame as she yielded to him. His heart warmed, and disregarding the danger of a nurse entering at any moment, he lowered his head and kissed her rosy lips. Li Manyuan, being a young woman who hadn't been married long, wasn't thick-skinned enough. She hummed softly, sticking out her tongue for the man to taste, while her eyes darted towards the door. Unexpectedly, the man, perhaps having been pent up for too long, was quickly aroused by the woman's soft, smooth tongue, his large hands suddenly slipping inside her thin sweater, grabbing her tender breasts and kneading them wantonly. Li Manyuan cried out in surprise, desperately pulling away from the man's mouth, jumping off the bed, her breasts heaving, panting as she scolded, "You... don't you know where you are... you don't look like a bureau chief at all..."
She then glared at the man while straightening her clothes. Qi Shundong seemed to only then realize his impetuousness, his face flushing red, chuckling dryly, but seeing the woman's embarrassed appearance gave him immense satisfaction. "
Has Xiaoya come to see you?"
Li Manyuan suddenly asked. Qi Shundong paused, seemingly puzzled by the woman's question. Li Manyuan, seeing the man's confused expression, explained softly, "I called her."
Qi Shundong lowered his head, his earlier passion vanishing instantly. After a long pause, he looked up at the woman and said, "Don't bother, it's useless."
Li Manyuan sat back down on the bed, staring at the man and asking, "What exactly happened between you two? Your father is injured like this, shouldn't you, as his daughter, come to see him?"
Qi Shundong's face flushed again at the woman's question. What happened? Could he even bring himself to say it? However, the woman's words rekindled his longing for his daughter and his hatred for Shang Rong. "
It was all Shang Rong's doing,"
Qi Shundong said bitterly. Li Manyuan didn't seem to believe Qi Shundong's explanation. She sensed something unspeakable in his evasive expression. It was a look she knew all too well; even the fleeting blush on his face hadn't escaped her notice. It was so familiar, just like her own father. A few days ago, Shang Rong moved his temporary command post from his old house to this place, a high-end commercial and residential area in the city center. Pangolin rented a duplex apartment there using a fake ID. Shang Rong was very satisfied. This was the first time the group was discussing matters in their new office. "
There's nothing to doubt now,"
Map said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. "It was all Qi Shundong's doing, and that Fang Yuliang is his right-hand man."
"Boss, we can't let that bastard Fang Yuliang off easily,"
Jianbin added. "He's the real culprit."
Shang Rong listened to their chatter, his face expressionless, but only he knew that his heart was burning with the flames of revenge. After they finished speaking, they all looked at Shang Rong, seemingly waiting for his decision. Shang Rong reached into his pocket, and a moment later, their eyes widened. What Shang Rong pulled out of his pocket was the pistol Jianbin had stolen from Qi Shundong. "
Of course we can't let him go,"
Shang Rong said,
enunciating each word clearly. "It's not just for Zi Hui, but to get rid of a mad dog by Qi Shundong's side." The three men present exchanged glances upon hearing their boss's words, all understanding that he was plotting murder! A shiver of excitement ran through them; they seemed to already smell the thrilling scent of blood.

Chapter 100
After being discharged from the hospital, Qi Shundong didn't report to the police station but went straight to the San Gong District. Dressed in plain clothes and wearing sunglasses that almost completely obscured half his face, he wandered around the farmers' market for a while, then made a phone call. He then strolled down a quiet alley to a small restaurant. Looking back a few times at the entrance, he didn't see anyone suspicious following him before disappearing inside. At a table in the corner of the restaurant, Zhang Lang, the deputy director of the San Gong Police Station, was already waiting. He noticed Qi Shundong as soon as he entered and stood up to wave at the door. After the waiter set the table with several dishes and left, Qi Shundong hurriedly leaned close to Zhang Lang and whispered, "How's the situation? Anything unusual?"
Zhang Lang lit Qi Shundong's cigarette, glanced around, and shook his head, saying, "Nothing's wrong."
Seeing the slight disappointment on Qi Shundong's face, he added, "There's something, I don't know if it counts as a situation."
A glint flashed in Qi Shundong's eyes, and he quickly said, "Tell me!"
Zhang Lang shook his head helplessly and said, "According to the police officers who monitored Fang Yuliang last night, since last week, Fang Yuliang has often brought a girl to the house he rented when he detained Lin Zihui to spend the night. I inquired privately, and the girl is a tailor at a sewing shop in the area."
He then stared at Qi Shundong's expression. Qi Shundong seemed disappointed by Zhang Lang's words, and a nameless anger rose in his chest. That bastard, he's messed everything up, and he still hasn't learned his lesson. It seems he's really changed. "
Useless!"
Qi Shundong cursed, then asked, "How did you arrange your manpower? Are there any loopholes?
" Zhang Lang took a sip of wine and said with a bitter face, "We're really short-handed. Fang Yuliang can't settle down at all; he's always running around. I had no choice but to have two people follow him closely during the day, and four people take turns monitoring him at night. After more than half a month, we're exhausted. Director Qi, could you add a few more people?"
Qi Shundong sighed and slowly said, "Brother, it's not that I don't want to add more people, but this operation is just my personal speculation. If it gets too big, Zhang Aijun will definitely intervene, and even if he supports it, there's no guarantee it won't leak! You should hold on a little longer. If my judgment is correct, it won't be long."
Zhang Lang looked skeptical and asked in a low voice, "Does Shang Rong really have the guts?"
Qi Shundong snorted and said, "He dared to throw fish soup in my face, the director; is there anything he wouldn't dare to do?"
He then looked at the people eating around him and whispered, "Your..." "Won't the letter give anything away?"
Zhang Lang scoffed. "Director Qi, you don't trust me with such a simple trick? I guarantee he won't see through it. But I doubt Shang Rong would really dare to harm Fang Yuliang."
Qi Shundong nodded, thought for a moment, and then said, "I know him. He only suspected me of kidnapping Lin Zihui, yet he dared to act rashly. Now that he knows what Fang Yuliang did to his woman, how can he possibly swallow this insult? Just be patient. I have a strong feeling it won't be long."
Zhang Lang seemed to be spurred on by Qi Shundong's words, rubbing his hands together. "If it weren't for your orders, I would have arrested those two guys at Wu Xinmin's house that day."
Qi Shundong said slowly, "What's the use of arresting them? It would only alert them. They were just asking around; it's not a crime."
Zhang Lang seemed to suddenly remember something important and asked, "Director Qi, is Fang Yuliang in danger?"
Qi Shundong was stunned for a long time before slowly saying, "He is a policeman, and it is his responsibility to fight against criminals. He should also learn a lesson for his mistakes. If we're talking about danger, which of you and your men isn't in danger?"
Zhang Lang smoked his cigarette and listened silently to Qi Shundong's words, seemingly understanding the unspoken meaning of his old superior. Qi Shundong patted the silent Zhang Lang and said earnestly, "Old buddy, there are fewer and fewer people I can trust these days. It's just that you've suffered so much these past years. You're forty-five this year, and you're still just a deputy director."
Qi Shundong sighed, leaned closer to Zhang Lang, and whispered, "Just be patient, we'll be through this soon."
Zhang Lang seemed moved by Qi Shundong's heartfelt words and vowed, "Director Qi, no matter what, I, Zhang, will always be your loyal underling."
While Qi Shundong and Zhang Lang were plotting in the small restaurant, Shang Rong and Zhang Ming walked slowly one after the other on a deserted country road. From a distance, they looked like two idle people strolling through the fields. Their clothes and appearance didn't suggest they were farmers from the area, but fortunately, it was still chilly in early spring, and the fields were deserted. "
Zhang Ming, there have been some things I haven't been asked to participate in lately. You must have some thoughts
about that," Shang Rong asked softly, carefully choosing his words after walking for a while. Of course he had thoughts! If Lu Feng hadn't stopped him, he would have confronted him long ago. What did I do to make you… Zhang Ming thought to himself, but he didn't dare voice his complaints. Composing himself, he said humbly, "The boss has his reasons for not letting me participate. It's just that I feel guilty staying at home all day and still getting paid."
Shang Rong understood Zhang Ming's thoughts perfectly. Just then, they came to a large tree with a thick log lying on the ground. Ignoring the dust, Shang Rong plopped down on it, looked up at Zhang Ming, and gestured for him to sit down as well. Zhang Ming, dressed in a suit and tie, frowned at the log, but felt awkward refusing. Reluctantly, he sat down about half a meter away from Shang Rong. "
You know why I'm doing this. Now you have your own family, and Lu Feng is pregnant with your child. As a man and a father, I know your responsibilities. So, I'm considering letting you gradually fade out of this circle."
Shang Rong paused to observe Zhang Ming's reaction. Actually, Zhang Ming wasn't unaware of his boss's intentions; he just didn't want to admit the changes Lu Feng had brought to his personality. Now that his boss had pointed it out, he felt relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted. However, feeling guilty, he blushed and stammered, "Boss... I... I actually wanted to..."
Shang Rong seemed to know what Zhang Ming was about to say and waved his hand to stop him. "
You don't need to explain. Since we've come together by chance, we're brothers. I, Shang Rong, am not a cold-blooded animal. I've thought about this for a long time. Although we need people right now, I absolutely won't use you in this state. This is not only for myself but also for your sake."
Hearing his boss's words, Zhang Ming's face burned, and he wanted to disappear into the ground. "
Boss, after Lu Feng gives birth, I..."
"Alright, alright, I don't want to hear this. The temptation of family life will be even stronger for you after the baby is born."
Shang Rong seemed to suddenly become agitated, stood up, looked down at Zhang Ming, and continued, "I've already made arrangements for you. I've deposited some money in the bank in Lu Feng's name. If you want to live a free life, take Lu Feng and leave, go as far away as possible. Of course, I can also give you a position at my company in Beijing, but it's all legal business there."
Zhang Ming stood up abruptly, his expression agitated, unsure of what to say. After a long pause, he stammered, "Boss, I... I'm sorry... I..."
Shang Rong patted Zhang Ming's shoulder to comfort him, then walked away without a word. Zhang Ming followed after a moment of stunned silence. The two walked to the end of the path before Shang Rong stopped, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep drag, and said solemnly, "Even if you didn't say it, I know your choice. You want to run away, right?"
He then stared intently at Zhang Ming. "
Boss, I..."
Zhang Ming felt utterly ashamed under Shang Rong's gaze. He suddenly had a sudden urge to confess to his boss, but the image of Lu Feng, heavily pregnant and with teary eyes, flashed before his eyes, and he swallowed the words back. "
Live as you wish. Don't worry about the money. However..."
Shang Rong threw away his half-smoked cigarette, crushing it with his toe as he stared intently at Zhang Ming, saying each word carefully, "You must do one last thing for me."
Hearing that his boss wanted him to do one last thing, Zhang Ming felt he had found a final chance to repay his boss and soothe his conscience. He didn't even think about what his boss wanted him to do, and immediately replied, "Boss, just tell me what to do. I, Zhang Ming, will never let you down."
Shang Rong looked at Zhang Ming without speaking for a long time, as if his heart was undergoing intense turmoil, or as if he were making a difficult, momentous decision. Seeing that his boss was just staring at him without speaking, Zhang Ming grew impatient and urged, "Boss, just tell me what you need."
Shang Rong then said, word by word, "I want you to kill someone!"

Chapter 101 A Heartless Farewell
Despite Shang Rong's hundredfold reluctance, the day stipulated in the contract still arrived as scheduled. To Shang Rong, the title of Soul Condenser was like a distant legend, as if it were a dream from long ago. He felt that he hadn't experienced the superhuman abilities that the glowing machine had promised in the past year. He believed that everything he possessed was the result of his own hard work and had nothing to do with the glowing machine. However, deep down, Shang Rong dared not arbitrarily deny his role. He was still influenced by superstitious beliefs. He dared not take risks, dared not openly break the contract. Yet, just thinking of the excruciating pain of that night a year ago made him tremble uncontrollably. It was the Spring Equinox. In the evening, the sky suddenly became overcast with dark clouds, and strong gusts of southeast wind scattered pedestrians in all directions. All signs indicated that a storm was approaching. Shang Rong parked his car deep in a narrow alley, a dead end with only a few pedestrians around. He had just lit a cigarette when he saw the door of a black Buick open on his left. Zhang Ming got out and walked straight towards him. "
It's today. Are you ready?"
Shang Rong asked in a low voice after Zhang Ming was seated. Zhang Ming didn't speak, only nodded, his face expressionless. "
Based on Jianbin's observations over the past two weeks, he's definitely sleeping in that building with that woman tonight. I think you've already familiarized yourself with the area. Tell me your thoughts,"
Shang Rong said gravely, tossing his cigarette out the window. “
I’ve been there a few times already. The terrain is very favorable to me. The house is detached, and there’s no one else living more than 200 meters away,”
Zhang Ming said calmly. “I’ll take the last No. 65 bus to San Gong, then stay in a private video arcade nearby until about 2 a.m., and then observe the area around the house for a while. If he’s really in that house, I can solve the problem in no more than five minutes.”
“Are you so confident?”
Shang Rong asked doubtfully. Seeing that Zhang Ming didn’t answer, he continued, “What weapon are you going to use?”
Zhang Ming reached into his clothes and pulled out a military dagger about 40 or 50 centimeters long, saying, “I’ll use this.”
Shang Rong took the dagger from Zhang Ming, tested the sharpness of the blade with his thumb, shook his head, and put the dagger under the seat. Just as Zhang Ming was feeling puzzled, Shang Rong pulled out a Type 4 pistol that gleamed coldly from his pocket and waved it in front of Zhang Ming, saying, “A knife won’t achieve the effect I want, so I’ll use Qi Shundong’s gun! I think you’ll be more comfortable using this thing.”
Zhang Ming stared at his boss in astonishment. He had assumed Shang Rong had disposed of the pistol Jianbin had stolen from Qi Shundong long ago, but he hadn't expected him to keep it. Firing it would surely alert the surrounding area, which wasn't far from the police station. If the gunshot alerted the police, wouldn't that increase his own danger? What effect did he want to achieve? Shang Rong glanced at the astonished Zhang Ming, seemingly reading his mind, and said casually, "Do you think I want his life? No, no, no, we're not murderers. I just want him to crawl on the ground for the rest of his life, and..."
Shang Rong's eyes flashed forward, then he suddenly said viciously, "So that he'll never have any impure thoughts when he sees a beautiful woman again. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hearing his boss's words, Zhang Ming felt his hair stand on end. Could Zi Hui really have been... taken advantage of by Fang Yuliang...? No wonder the boss was using such vicious methods against him. If Zi Hui were Lu Feng, would he feel the same hatred? Thinking of Lu Feng, Zhang Ming felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart, and for a moment he seemed to understand his boss's feelings. "
Is there a problem?"
Shang Rong asked in a deep voice, noticing the shifting expression on Zhang Ming's face. Zhang Ming pulled his thoughts away from Lu Feng and hurriedly said, "No problem, using this thing is more efficient. I just want to change the time of the operation to around 5 a.m., when people are sound asleep and won't hear the gunshots."
"This type of gun isn't too loud; I tested it a few days ago. You must remember, absolutely do not touch that woman. I'm a person of strong likes and dislikes, and I don't want to harm innocent people."
Zhang Ming nodded. "Have you arranged everything over there?"
Shang Rong patted Zhang Ming's shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry about that. After it's all over, just leave the scene by 500 meters. Jianbin's car will be waiting for you at the agreed location, and Lu Feng will definitely be in the car too. Then you'll be completely free."
Seeing a glint in Zhang Ming's eyes, Shang Rong continued, "Zhang Ming, our hands aren't clean anymore. Whether we can wash them clean or not depends entirely on our own luck. It's not time for me to wash my hands yet. If you can wash them clean beforehand, it might not be a bad thing."
He paused, then said solemnly, "From now on, we won't see each other again. You must remember, no matter what happens between us, we'll have to bear all the responsibility ourselves. Do you understand what I mean?"
Hearing his boss's words, Zhang Ming seemed to have boundless... With a sigh, he felt his eyes welling up slightly. His voice was hoarse as he said, "Boss, don't worry! I, Zhang Ming, have come a long way from being a demobilized soldier who couldn't even find a job. I'm already content with what I have today. People die for money, birds die for food; there's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. It's just..."
Seeing Zhang Ming's apparent reluctance, Shang Rong's heart stirred. He asked, "Just what? Just tell me. Even if you don't want to work now, I won't force you."
Zhang Ming waved his hand and said, "Boss, what if..."
He licked his dry lips and said with difficulty, "What if something happens to me? You... you must take care of Lu Feng and my child..."
Shang Rong was stunned. Suddenly, he felt a tightness in his chest, and his eyes even felt a little wet. For a moment, he almost gave up on this operation. But he gritted his teeth and suppressed his impulse, saying almost word by word, "Zhang Ming, if fate really doesn't favor me, I can't give Lu Feng anything, but she will definitely have more money than she can spend. I will make sure she stays with you and never lets another man touch her again. As for your future child, even if I, Shang Rong, am no longer alive, I will definitely arrange its future..."
"Boss..."
Zhang Ming seemed very emotional. He wiped his face with his hand and almost choked up as he interrupted Shang Rong. "
Boss, I trust you. I love Lu Feng. I just want her to live happily..."
Without waiting for Shang Rong to say anything, he opened the car door and rushed out. In a short while, the Buick disappeared into the vast night.

Chapter 102 Apocalyptic Sentiments
It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, and it had started to drizzle outside. Zhang Ming sat on the sofa at home, smoking one cigarette after another, while staring at Lu Feng through the open bedroom door. The woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking through the baby clothes she had prepared. At this moment, Zhang Ming's heart was in turmoil, unable to find peace. Perhaps this woman was his nemesis from a past life, someone he owed, and now he had to repay her with love and even his life. Strangely, he felt no remorse whatsoever. To be with her for life, he was even willing to kill. Perhaps the woman was just an excuse. Hadn't he already killed someone before he met Lu Feng? In the end, he had already fallen. He had fallen for his hometown elders, brothers, and sisters, for a comfortable life, for a better life. Was there anything wrong with that? How many people in this world lived in poverty, how much they longed to fall into depravity, but sadly, they didn't even have the opportunity. How many bosses like Shang Rong, who spread the seeds of depravity, were there in the world? Wasn't it because he met him that he... "
Brother, come and see! Isn't this little dress adorable?"
Lu Feng's voice interrupted Zhang Ming's thoughts. He stubbed out his cigarette, stood up, and slowly walked into the bedroom. He glanced down at the baby clothes in the woman's hands and smiled, "You don't even know if it's a boy or a girl, why are you making so many little things?"
Lu Feng rolled her eyes at the man and retorted, "Why do baby clothes have gender distinctions? I suggested getting an ultrasound, but you wouldn't let me."
Zhang Ming sat down beside the woman, gently patting her shoulder, and said, "Knowing beforehand would ruin the drama. I prefer to find out after you're born whether it's a boy or a girl..."
"Or what?"
Lu Feng glanced at the man, blushing as she asked. Zhang Ming seemed unable to find the right words, so he leaned close to the woman's ear and whispered something. The woman blushed, turned around, and lightly punched the man's chest, protesting, "You pervert, you pervert, you're a pervert."
Then she leaned into Zhang Ming's arms, grabbed one of his hands, and gently stroked her large belly. After a long silence, Zhang Ming leaned close to the woman's ear and whispered, "Xiao Feng, I'm not working for President Shang anymore starting today."
Lu Feng looked up at the man, and seeing that he was serious and not joking, a hint of joy appeared on her face. She said sweetly, "I told you to leave him a long time ago. I was always on edge working for him. So what are you planning to do?"
"We'll leave here, go far away, and never come back to this place."
Zhang Ming gently kissed Lu Feng's cheek. Lu Feng hummed softly and whispered, "Anywhere is fine. I'll naturally follow you. When do you plan to leave?"
"Tonight,"
Zhang Ming said. Lu Feng sat up from the man's arms, exclaiming, "Tonight?"
She then asked anxiously, "Brother, has something happened?"
"Don't be afraid,"
Zhang Ming quickly hugged the woman, comforting her. "I just have a bad feeling. I don't want our child to be born in this city."
He paused, then continued, "President Shang gave me some money, enough for our future living expenses..."
"Why would Shang Rong give you money? Besides, the baby is still three months away. Why are you in such a hurry?"
Lu Feng interrupted the man. Zhang Ming didn't want to explain too much to the woman at this moment, and besides, he couldn't explain it clearly anyway. So, he pretended to be domineering and said, "Xiao Feng, I told you, don't ask too many questions about my affairs. I've made up my mind. I'm leaving tonight. If you don't want to come with me, I won't force you."
"What are you saying!"
Lu Feng almost cried, clutching the man's clothes tightly. "But...but there's no time to pack!"
Zhang Ming softened his tone, feigning ease, and said, "What's the point of cleaning up this junk?"
Then he whispered in the woman's ear, "We have plenty of money now. I've already transferred this house to your mother's name; consider it a small token of our filial piety."
Lu Feng knew from the man's words that he had been prepared all along, but she still felt uneasy. However, she didn't dare to ask anything more, and could only snuggle back into the man's arms, saying softly, "I won't ask anymore, it's up to you, but you must think more about our child!"
Zhang Ming kissed the woman's lips a few times, and said somewhat angrily, "I did this precisely for you and the child." "I've done it. I have to go out for a bit later. You get some sleep first. Pangolin will come pick you up tonight."
Lu Feng suddenly felt that the man today had a mysterious air about him, but she didn't dare to ask. In her anxiety, she started to whine and cry, sobbing, "Brother, I'm scared."
Zhang Ming held the woman tightly in his arms, comforting her softly. A surge of heat rose in his heart. His hand, which had been stroking the woman's stomach, slowly slid between her legs. Through the thin pajama pants, he could feel how plump and fleshy her private parts were. Zhang Ming imagined the full moon rising from the woman's warm pubic hair, and temporarily forgot the tense moment that was about to come. His heart began to pound. Lu Feng's sensitive buttocks caught the man's desire. Although her heart was pounding, she still reacted instinctively. She slightly twisted her round buttocks and tilted her face, which was gradually turning red, to ask the man for a kiss, uttering barely audible murmurs. "
Xiaofeng, lie on the bed, okay? Don't press on our baby."
Zhang Ming said breathlessly as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt. He always came in such a hurry, as if it were always the first time. This body had been tormented by him countless times, and yet... Lu Feng thought sweetly to herself, without taking off her clothes, she simply pulled down her pajama bottoms, sticking out her plump buttocks, a characteristic of pregnant women, and turned back to look at the man with her watery eyes, softly saying, "Brother, please be gentle..."
Zhang Ming, naked from the waist down, approached the woman from behind, lovingly playing with her plump buttocks. The greasy area between her legs had turned purplish-red, and the high mound between her snow-white legs looked like a foreign parasite. "
Xiaofeng... is so beautiful."
Zhang Ming praised her with utmost sincerity. Seeing that the man was hesitant to make a move, only continuing to caress and play with her private parts, Lu Feng's heart trembled with longing for the man's soul-stirring entry. "
Brother, come in quickly... I can't hold on much longer..."
Zhang Ming suddenly felt a pang of tenderness for the woman. He embraced her white, fleshy buttocks with both hands and entered her steaming, narrow passage with boundless tenderness. With a seductive moan from the woman, Zhang Ming suddenly felt that the end of the world was approaching. He had a sudden thought: if only Lu Feng and Shang Rong remained in the world after the apocalypse, then Lu Feng's private forbidden zone would undoubtedly be occupied by Shang Rong. Women! Only a fool like me would do such evil for you. Zhang Ming gradually increased his strength, his tender feelings vanishing instantly. Under Lu Feng's fervent gaze, he let himself lose himself in the woman's dark, deep womb.

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