Chapter 65: Murderous Aura

  It's really irreconcilable!

  Zhang Ningyan's eyes shot out a flash of anger, scolding Zhao Heng for his meddling: "If he hadn't injured Du Yanbiao, Song Qingguan would have signed the contract long ago; if he hadn't been curious, Lawyer Song would have deceived Song Qingguan long ago; and if it weren't for Zhao Heng's interference, Song Qingguan would probably have signed the document."

  In the calm of the middle-aged Han, Zhang Ningyan hated again: "Moreover, he also attacked the Song family network system, and the losses added up to 300 million. How can these accounts be reconciled? Even if we are willing to reconcile, Zhao Heng has no money, what can he use to compensate us? So he must use death to atone for his mistakes."

  A woman remembers hatred till death.

  Fei Hu Ge also took a step forward, lowering his head and speaking in a low voice: "That's right, Miss Zhang is absolutely right. Zhao Heng must die to settle the matter. Not only were more than 100 brothers' palms cut off by him, they had to lie in the hospital for three months. Du Yan Biao's toes and left hand were also severely injured, and he may be disabled for life."

  "Zhao Heng must be eliminated."

  A middle-aged Han man smiled faintly, as if he had already guessed these answers. He straightened his waist and sat up straight, playing with the bamboo leaves and scanning the three of them: "The blood debt of my brothers, related to the 2 billion of Qingbang, and also my face, Zhang Xiaolin's face, is not enough for me to compromise in front of Old Master Du."

  Money, face, blood feud sounds very tough, but if Du Tianxiong really wants to wipe them out, Zhang Xiaolin can't do much except bow his head. Although the Qing Bang's underworld connections are enough to make ordinary people look up in shock, they are not a match for Du Tianxiong. The four words "red top merchant" are enough to leave the Qing Bang gasping for air.

  Seventeen years ago in a war, the Du family nearly went bankrupt supporting the front line. Who dares to lightly shake this foundation?

  When Zhang Xiao Lin once again nodded towards Du Lao Ban, Zhang Ning Yan and Fei Hu fell silent for a moment after venting their grievances. After calming down, they realized that what they had just said was childish. Du Tian Xiong's words about reconciliation were something Qing Bang had to agree with, whether they wanted to or not. In Hua Hai, who else could defy Du Tian Xiong's orders?

  Although the Du family appears to be just merchants in the eyes of the common people, and their prestige is not as high as that of the Qing Bang, the top circles of Huahai know the depth of the Du family. Those first-line big shots who have been living in the capital for many years will directly mention Du Tianxiong, this red-top merchant, to accompany them throughout their journey every time they come to Huahai on a southern tour.

  This glory is rare in the whole country of China.

  Rumor has it that a quasi-second-generation military officer came to Huahai, showing off his power and prestige. After taking ecstasy and causing the death of an innocent resident singer, he even dared to shout at the police, asking who dared to move him. As a result, Du Tianxiong happened to pass by and saw this scene. Without saying a word, he directly took away the police's gun and shot the military officer, making him disabled.

  Afterwards, Du Tianxiong was unscathed, Zhang Xiaolin's energy was not necessarily lower than that of the military second generation. However, in the face of the Du family, whose depths could never be fully explored, the Qing Bang always showed three points of respect. What is frightening in this world is not the strength of one's enemies, but rather being unable to gauge just how formidable they are. This will leave people with a feeling of powerless frustration.

  Zhang Xiaolin still doesn't know who Du Jia's backer is until now, so he maintains absolute friendliness towards Du Tianxiong.

  Zhang Ningyan also knew this, but she still looked struggling: "Letting Zhao Heng go is really unbearable."

  "There are more and more things that I'm not willing to accept these days!"

  Zhang Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes and glanced at the three of them, casually throwing out a few words: "Actually, I'm not willing to give up either. So last night, I sent Iron Arhat's high-ranking expert to assassinate Zhao Heng without caring about anything else. I was also planning to use the time difference and the excuse that he was outside to deceive Du Tian Xiong. Who knew that Zhou Qi Xuan, that scoundrel, would actually fail?"

  "Let's never have another chance to move Zhao Heng."

  He pointed to the sky with one hand: "Du's family asked about last night's assassination early this morning. Du Tianxiong is very murderous and feels that our Qingbang doesn't give him face. Although I said it was Zhou Qixuan who acted arbitrarily, this excuse can only be used once. If they send someone to move against Zhao Heng again, the Du family will probably go all out to protect him."

  The three men did not speak, unable to believe that Zhao Heng was so lucky and even more unbelievable that Du Tianxiong was protecting him. A hint of displeasure flashed across their faces as they had a deep-seated hatred for Zhao Heng and did not want to see him thriving. Moreover, with Zhao Heng having boarded the Du family's large ship, it would be hard to avoid seeking revenge from them in the future.

  "By the way, has Zhao Heng's relationship with the first floor been thoroughly investigated?"

  A middle-aged man pointed his finger at the snake's head, and the green bamboo leaves were gentle and allowed him to invade. A plain black-clothed man stepped forward from the side, slightly straightened his body and replied: "It has been investigated, Zhao Heng saved Principal Ye, so the first floor came out just to show gratitude. In other words, Principal Ye didn't even know who Zhao Heng was."

  There was a scar more than three inches long on his face, which gave his ordinary face a hint of ferocity and made him look terrifying. People with discerning eyes could tell at a glance that it was a bullet wound, and it was clear that this guy was also a ruthless killer. Zhang Ningyan and the other two would rather get close to Zhang Xiaolin than get too close to the scar-faced man.

  The scar-faced man ignored the attitudes of the three and said in a cold tone, "Yan Ruyu that night asked Zhao Heng to join the first floor, purely to provoke Qing Bang. The brothers didn't find any contact between the first floor and Zhao Heng, so we don't need to worry about the attitude of the first floor at all. Du Tianxiong stepped forward because Zhao Heng helped Du Ziyuan."

  "I'm not worried about the first floor... On the contrary, I wish they had a relationship."

  The middle-aged man didn't have much emotional ups and downs, he opened his mouth and let out a yawn: "It seems that Qing Bang is really defeated by a young and powerless kid this time, what a shame for a hundred years! Fei Hu, you've made Qing Bang lose face, all because of you, I have to put on a smiling face and drink with the head."

  Flying Tiger hastily knelt on the ground, wailing and crying: "Master Zhang, I am incompetent."

  "Incompetent? Can calling someone incompetent restore their dignity?"

  A middle-aged man suddenly bounced up from his chair, like a furious lion kicking Fei Hu Ge flying. When the latter crawled back, he punched him in the jaw again, and two teeth fell out with a crash, hitting Song Shijie's side, shocking and frightening him: Zhang Xiaolin was also too moody.

  Zhang Xiaolin's fists and feet rained down on Fei Hu like a storm, venting the anger of a generation of heroes.

  "You good-for-nothing! Fool! Letting Qingbang lose face like this, what's the point of keeping you?"

  "If I don't cripple you today, how can I vent this anger?"

  Zhang Xiaolin beat him so violently and satisfyingly that Zhang Ningyan and Song Shijie's faces changed dramatically, but Feihu Ge let out a sigh of relief. With his head bleeding profusely, he knew he had narrowly escaped with his life. If Master Zhang had spoken politely and not beaten him, he might have been unable to leave the garden today and would have ended up at the bottom of the Huangpu River.

  Four or five minutes later, Zhang Xiaolin finally put down his hands and sat back in his chair.

  He let out a long sigh, his left hand still fiddling with the slippery bamboo leaf, he didn't even look at Flying Tiger's bruised face, instead he regained his bright smile and opened his mouth: "I'm going to drink with Dou Tianxiong tomorrow night, I have to give him some face, but should I also make amends with Zhao Heng?"

  The middle-aged man did not respond to his shouts, but instead sighed towards the gradually setting sun. At this time, Song Shijie suddenly took a step forward, and when the scar-faced man was about to make another move, he stopped and respectfully spoke to the middle-aged man: "Master Zhang, I think no matter what, Zhao Heng must be gotten rid of."

  "Hmm? Cultured person, tell me your reason."

  The middle-aged Han's face burst into a smile: "If you can't move my heart, your little life is gone."

  What about Lawyer Song? To Zhang Xiao Lin, he was always an outsider. Not being able to deceive Song Qing into signing had already made him unhappy, and now he dared to speak out of turn and come up with a reason. The last time's small matter wasn't done well, what kind of trick could he play this time? However, he didn't mind taking the opportunity to get rid of Song Shi Jie.

  To avoid him and Zhang Ningyan exchanging flirtatious glances.

  But Song Shijie heard the words and trembled slightly, this Zhang Xiao Lin was really difficult to serve. However, he didn't dare show any dissatisfaction, as he had already experienced the tyranny of the Qing Bang. When he returned to Hua Hai with the intention of taking over his nephew's property, he was ambushed by the Qing Bang as soon as he got off the plane, and five assistants were buried alive on the spot.

  Later, Qing Bang handed him a box of money, either to cooperate with Qing Bang to deceive Song Qingsi into signing, or to disappear forever like the assistant. Faced with Qing Bang's overbearing cruelty, Song Shijie could only turn his mind around, changing his idea of embezzlement to dedicating himself to Qing Bang in exchange for a way out and a legal consultant position.

  Although Zhang Xiao Lin is a rough and barbaric person, on the surface, he still spoke cautiously: "Zhang Ye, Qing Bang has countless reasons to kill Zhao Heng, but the most crucial point is that we can't raise a tiger as a pet. People like Zhao Heng are not ordinary people, once they get the chance, they will rise up like a dark horse."

  Song Shijie's eyes revealed a fierce and ruthless intent: "Perhaps in three to five years, Huahai will become one of the four major powers. Zhao Heng and Qingbang already have grudges against each other, and with Huahai's limited benefits, his existence poses a great threat to Qingbang's development. Therefore, we must think of ways to strangle him in the cradle."

  "If you don't take action now, the consequences will be even greater later."

  Zhang Xiao Lin slightly raised his head and glanced at Song Shi Jie, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes: "This reason is quite good, money, face, blood debts are all insignificant, bowing one's head in front of Du Tian Xiong is a very normal thing, but raising a tiger as a threat cannot be allowed, I cannot let the hundred-year foundation of Qing Bang be destroyed in my hands."

  "Lawyer Song, you're absolutely right!"

  The middle-aged Han man threw this difficult task to the three of them and said, "Let's do it this way. All three of you are involved in the Zhao Heng incident. How to deal with him without leaving any traces is up to you to plan. Bring me a proposal later. Remember one thing: Zhao Heng cannot live, but Du Tianxiong must not be offended either. The matter must be handled properly."

  "I'll go drink with He Tou first tonight and kill that kid's arrogance no matter what."

  Three people nodded in unison: "Understood!"