"What the hell is happening? Why is that strand of hair floating?" Chen Ping’an felt a chill of fear. He could accept a strand of hair being blown away by the wind, but he couldn’t accept it slowly drifting before Xu Wendong.
Wu i’s eyes were also filled with shock and disbelief because she saw Xu Wendong pinching the spell with one hand. Was he a mber of the mystical sect?
Wu i’s knowledge surpassed that of Chen Ping’an. She knew that there was an extrely rare and powerful existence in this world, those who were adept in mystical skills and lived in famous mountains and secluded valleys, solely focused on the pursuit of knowledge and the secrets of the heavens.
The thod Xu Wendong used now was very much like that of a mystical sect mber.
In the next second,
They clearly saw that the strand of hair transford into a blood-red light and rged into Xu Wendong’s brow, vanishing without a trace.
Wu i confird her previous suspicion that Xu Wendong was definitely a mber of the mystical sect; otherwise, he wouldn’t possess such bewildering techniques.
Chen Ping’an was shocked, feeling a tingle on his scalp. He suddenly realized that he seed to have found a powerful ally.
When the red light rged into Xu Wendong’s brow, the scene before his eyes changed, and he saw through Director Wang’s eyes from a first-person perspective.
He witnessed what happened last night, such as dining with Chen Ping’an and Wu i, or how Chen Ping’an gave him a box of special products, then how the driver drove him ho.
As a blinding light ca from the side, Director Wang’s vision spun and blurred, and then turned dark. He could vaguely see a small, hunched, limping person approaching. This person found the box of gold bars in the car, revealed a satisfied smile, and then disappeared from Director Wang’s sight.
Thus, Director Wang’s vision was completely engulfed in darkness.
Xu Wendong slowly opened his eyes, his complexion sallow, looking as if he had been seriously ill, weakly said, "A hunched, limping person, about 1.6 ters tall, has congenital poliomyelitis in the right foot, with a sharp, monkey-like face, and a black mole at the right corner of the mouth, with a strand of hair over ten centiters long on it."
Chen Ping’an quickly said, "I’ll have soone investigate this person’s whereabouts right away."
Although he wasn’t sure whether Xu Wendong was telling the truth, Xu Wendong’s previous display of skills shocked him, making him vaguely feel that Xu Wendong might indeed be a reclusive master.
"No need to investigate. I know who he is." Wu i said, "This person is called Crippled Monkey. Though he seems unremarkable, he is actually a powerful enforcer for the Shengpeng Group, second only to Uncle Fu."
"He has handled many problems for Shengpeng Group, and can be considered Shengpeng’s sharp hidden blade."
Chen Ping’an showed a hint of apprehension, "I have heard of him, but I didn’t expect his outward image to be so unremarkable."
He paused and then said, "Since we know it’s Crippled Monkey, can we capture him and force him to point out the Shengpeng Group?"
Xu Wendong and Wu i both looked at Chen Ping’an with a gaze that seed to pity a fool.
Chen Ping’an blushed, realizing he misspoke, as he too had a few loyal subordinates who, even in trouble, would never betray him.
Chen Ping’an couldn’t help but ask, "Mister Xu, what do you suggest we do?"
"We have always been led by the nose by the Shengpeng Group. Now, we take down the Crippled Monkey, as a way to recover so interest, and officially draw our sword towards Shengpeng Group!" Xu Wendong’s eyes glead with cruel intent, even in broad daylight Wu i and Chen Ping’an felt an eerie chill.
It was as if the handso man before them had turned into the Grim Reaper, capable of making their hearts tremble with just a glance.
"There are still nine hours until evening. Can you find Crippled Monkey’s whereabouts in this ti?" Xu Wendong looked at Wu i, knowing she had knowledge about Crippled Monkey’s background.
Wu i said, "I’ll try my best."
Xu Wendong nodded without showing emotion, "Let’s go, take ho."
Chen Ping’an said, "Please, this way."
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"Miss, I just received news that Wang Jinke from the Urban Construction Bureau was resuscitated and transferred to the intensive care unit." Shengjing Shanshui Villa District, Uncle Fu delivered the news to Yan Shuangshuang.
The girl was lazily nestled on the sofa, watching the old edition of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, with a fruit platter next to her. Hearing Uncle Fu’s words, she casually said, "That Wang Jinke was saved, so his fate wasn’t sealed. However, even if he wakes up, he poses no threat to us."
Uncle Fu respectfully said, "He was saved by Xu Wendong."
Yan Shuangshuang was stunned, looking up at Uncle Fu with a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes, "Can that guy’s dical skills really bring people back from the dead?"
Uncle Fu answered, "I inquired with the hospital doctors, Xu Wendong’s Tui Na Technique is quite miraculous. It was thanks to his technique that the blood clot in Wang Jinke’s brain was relieved."
"Oh..." Yan Shuangshuang looked enlightened, then turned her eyes back to the TV, dismissively saying, "Even if Wang Jinke has escaped death, it’s not a big deal."
"But the monkey still took the gold bars, and I’m worried Wang Jinke might call the police." Uncle Fu voiced his concern, although many saw it as a simple traffic accident.
But he believed, once Wang Jinke woke up and found the gold bars missing, he would surely call the police.
Yan Shuangshuang laughed indifferently, "Wang Jinke reached the top position in the Urban Construction Bureau; he surely has so skills and tricks. Do you really think he’d admit to accepting bribes over a re five million in gold bars?"
"Even if Wang Jinke loses his position in the Urban Construction Bureau, as long as he recovers, he’ll undoubtedly be placed elsewhere, with many future opportunities to make money."
"He would never admit to bribery for a re five million."
"Unless he wants to die."
Uncle Fu nodded slightly and said, "Should we have the monkey lay low for a while? I’m worried Xu Wendong could track him down, and if so, Crippled Monkey would stand no chance against him."
Yan Shuangshuang frowned, displeasure showing in her eyes, "Uncle Fu, why do you fear Xu Wendong so much? Moreover, there were no caras at the scene, and even if there were, with Crippled Monkey’s thods, he could avoid all surveillance equipnt without leaving a trace."
"How could you think Xu Wendong could track down Crippled Monkey?"
"Do you see Xu Wendong as so omnipotent god?"
Uncle Fu’s face was tense, "Miss, you misunderstand. I don’t see Xu Wendong as a god, I just have a bad feeling, as if sothing big is about to happen."
Yan Shuangshuang coldly laughed, "Then why don’t I have such a feeling?"
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