Chapter 632
Weng Haisheng's Robin Hood-like Charity
Jiang Tianyang looked at the women and a knowing smile appeared on his face.
He leaned close to Xiahou Wu's ear and whispered, "Master Xia, look at these women. They're all beautiful and have great figures. You can choose whichever one you want and do whatever you want with them. These days, as long as you have money and power, women are like flies, you can't get rid of them. What kind of woman can't you find? There's no need to torture yourself over a lost woman."
Xiahou Wu remained silent.
His eyes remained cold, even colder than before.
His gaze fell on those women, devoid of any desire, filled only with disgust and disdain.
He will never forget that night when Shan Ying called him.
On the phone, Shan Ying's voice was filled with offensive and unpleasant sounds.
He could clearly hear a man's voice whispering something ambiguous and disgusting in Shan Ying's ear.
He could clearly hear Shan Ying struggling, crying, and covering her mouth in a low voice.
He rushed to Shan Ying's place like a madman.
But by the time he arrived, it was too late.
Shan Ying was gone, leaving behind only a mess in the room, the scent of Shan Ying, and the smell of that man.
For him, this incident was not only a disgrace, but also a challenge to his life and death.
It is the greatest insult to his dignity and to his martial arts skills.
This is no longer a matter of whether someone is a man or not.
This is a blood feud, a revenge he must avenge in this lifetime.
His only goal in life was to find the man who bullied Shan Ying and kill him.
Xiahou Wu slowly turned his head. "I'm not interested in women. You can keep those things yourself. I didn't come here today to talk about these things. I want to ask Mr. Jiang, is there any trace of that mysterious martial arts master? You mean the one who was secretly hunting down Shao Henian and Wang Zhe?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Tianyang's smile faltered slightly.
A hint of difficulty flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile, "Master Xia, don't worry, this will take time."
That mysterious expert was extremely cunning, ruthless, and silent. After killing someone, he vanished immediately, leaving no trace.
But don't worry, all the martial arts masters in Hong Kong are under our surveillance. Whether they're from the mainland or local, if they make a move again, if they dare to show their face, we'll definitely have their image captured and their whereabouts tracked down. We'll let you know immediately then.
"There's already someone."
Xiahou Wu's eyes darkened, and his tone carried a hint of ruthlessness.
"That cripple! I've fought him, and I've seen him. His kung fu is very high, and his fighting style is very similar to that mysterious master. I suspect that Shao Henian, Wang Zhe, and the others might have been killed by that cripple!"
Jiang Tianyang was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting Xiahou Wu to say that.
He frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Master Xia, we're also investigating that cripple. But he's very cunning, and we've been looking for him for a long time without finding any trace of him. Perhaps he's already left Hong Kong. But don't worry, we'll intensify our investigation and find him as soon as possible."
He paused, then smiled faintly, patted Xiahou Wu on the shoulder, and said, "Master Xia, alright, let's not talk about these unpleasant things anymore. Let's finish this dinner meeting first, have some food and drinks, and relax. After the meeting, we can discuss this matter slowly, okay?"
After saying that, Jiang Tianyang gave Xiahou Wu no further chance to refuse.
He turned around, holding a glass of red wine, and walked towards the group of big bosses and gang leaders.
I greeted them while drinking and chatting with them.
Xiahou Wu sat there, watching Jiang Tianyang's retreating figure.
He slowly clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. His fingernails dug deep into his flesh, drawing blood, yet he felt no pain whatsoever.
His body trembled slightly with anger.
It felt like a huge fire was burning in his chest, making his internal organs ache.
That anger and hatred seemed to be threatening to devour him entirely.
During that period, he lived in pain and anger every day. He didn't even dare to close his eyes.
Once I close my eyes, the image of Shan Ying being pinned down by that man in the dark will appear in my mind.
Images of Shan Ying struggling, crying, and pleading came to mind.
Those images were like sharp knives, stabbing his heart again and again, causing him unbearable pain.
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Weng Haisheng had been lying in wait in the woods outside the manor for nearly two hours.
Night had completely enveloped the earth.
The lights in the manor were brighter, and the sounds of music and laughter could be faintly heard coming from inside.
The bodyguards continued their patrols without letting up.
Weng Haisheng was getting a little anxious.
If we keep waiting like this, I don't know how long it will take.
Moreover, there were many mosquitoes in the mountains at night, which made him itch all over.
Just as he was about to move to a different spot to continue observing, the manor gate suddenly opened.
A black sedan slowly drove out from inside.
The car headlights pierced the darkness as it drove down the mountain.
Weng Haisheng's eyes lit up.
The opportunity is here.
He carefully examined the car.
It wasn't a Rolls-Royce, nor a Mercedes-Benz or BMW, but an ordinary Toyota sedan.
But those who can emerge from this manor are definitely not ordinary people.
Moreover, and most importantly, there were no bodyguard vehicles following behind this car.
It was a single car that came out.
Weng Haisheng immediately darted out of the woods and chased after the car along the mountain road in the direction it had gone.
He was fast, though not as fast as a car, but the mountain road was winding, and cars didn't go very fast.
Moreover, he knew a shortcut that allowed him to get ahead.
After running for about ten minutes, Weng Haisheng came to a bend in the road.
This is the only way down the mountain, and the road is lined with dense forests, making it perfect for an ambush.
He hid behind a big tree, holding his breath, waiting for the car to arrive.
A few minutes later, the headlights shone from the other side of the bend.
Weng Haisheng clenched his fists, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.
The car slowly drove into the bend.
The speed was not fast, and the driver seemed to be very careful.
Just as the car passed the tree where Weng Haisheng was hiding, Weng Haisheng sprang to life.
He sprang out from behind the tree like a cheetah and punched the driver's side window.
"boom!"
The car window shattered instantly.
The driver screamed in fright and instinctively slammed on the brakes.
Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Weng Haisheng had already reached inside and opened the car door.
He dragged the driver out of the car.
The driver was a middle-aged man in a suit who looked like a butler or assistant.
After he was dragged out, he was so frightened that he trembled all over and couldn't even speak.
"Don't move!" Weng Haisheng whispered, grabbing the driver's neck with one hand. "Give me the money!"
The driver pointed tremblingly to the back seat, "In...in the back..."
Weng Haisheng turned to look at the back seat.
There was a black leather suitcase on the back seat. He let go of the driver and turned to get the suitcase.
The driver tried to escape, but Weng Haisheng didn't turn around and kicked him in the leg.
With a snap, the leg bone broke.
The driver screamed and fell to the ground.
Weng Haisheng picked up the suitcase, opened it, and saw that the banknotes were neatly stacked inside.
It was all 100-yuan bills, at least several million.
He felt a surge of joy.
This much money is enough for him and Shen Xuehua to live on for a long time.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of a car in the distance.
Several cars were driving this way, their headlights illuminating the entire mountain road.
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Meanwhile, at the manor...
Jiang Tianyang was chatting with several big bosses when a bodyguard rushed in and whispered a few words in his ear.
Jiang Tianyang's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his smile.
"Excuse me, everyone, I have a small matter to attend to. Please continue, I'll be right back."
After saying that, he followed his bodyguard out of the hall.
Upon entering the side hall of the villa, Jiang Tianyang's face darkened. "What happened?"
"Butler Chen was attacked on his way down the mountain," the bodyguard whispered. "It happened at the bend halfway down the mountain. Old Chen's leg was broken, and the money in the car was stolen."
"The money was stolen?" Jiang Tianyang frowned. "How much?"
"Three million. That's for the salaries of the staff tomorrow."
Jiang Tianyang was silent for a moment, then asked, "Who did it?"
"It's still unclear. Old Chen said it was a young man with excellent kung fu skills; he shattered the car window with a single punch. And he was incredibly fast; by the time our people arrived, he had already disappeared into the woods."
“Young man… your kung fu is very good…” Jiang Tianyang muttered to himself, then suddenly remembered something, “Go, invite Master Xia over.”
A few minutes later, Xiahou Wu arrived at the side hall.
"Mr. Jiang, is there anything I can help you with?"
“Master Xia, something happened at the manor just now,” Jiang Tianyang said. “The butler was attacked when he came down the mountain. The assailant was very skilled and stole three million in cash.”
Xiahou Wu's eyes flickered. "Who did this?"
"It's still unclear. But based on the description, he's a young man with exceptional martial arts skills." Jiang Tianyang looked at Xiahou Wu. "Master Xia, I'd like to ask for your help. This person dares to provoke us; we absolutely cannot let him get away with this. Can you help me find him?"
Xiahou Wu's eyes lit up.
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Down the mountain, at a bend in the road.
Several black cars were parked on the side of the road, their headlights illuminating the surroundings.
The bodyguards are searching the surrounding mountains and forests, but have found nothing.
Xiahou Wu got out of the car and walked to the Toyota that had been attacked.
The car window was shattered, and there was blood on the ground. Old Chen had already been taken to the hospital, and only a few bodyguards remained at the scene.
Xiahou Wu crouched down and carefully examined the shards of the car window.
The glass was broken from the outside, with shards flying outwards. This indicates that the attacker came from the outside.
He looked at the footprints on the ground again. Because so many people had walked by, the footprints were messy and it was difficult to tell which ones belonged to the attacker.
However, Xiahou Wu still discovered some clues.
There was a fairly clear footprint in the mud next to the car.
The footprints were deep, indicating that the attacker used great force during the attack. Furthermore, judging from the shape of the footprints, the attacker was wearing cloth shoes, not leather shoes or sneakers.
Cloth shoes... Kung Fu...
Xiahou Wu stood up and looked at the woods next to him.
The attackers escaped from there.
He walked into the woods, and his bodyguards tried to follow, but he stopped them.
"I'll go in and take a look by myself."
It was dark in the woods, with only a few rays of light coming in from the distant headlights of cars.
Xiahou Wu's eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness.
He walked along a faintly visible path, carefully observing his surroundings.
After walking about a hundred meters, he suddenly stopped.
He found a handprint on the trunk of a tree.
The handprint was deep, almost embedded in the tree bark. This indicates that the attacker had stayed here, and may have even rested here for a while.
Xiahou Wu reached out and touched the palm print.
The size and shape of the handprint are very clear.
Judging from the size, the attacker's hands were not large, suggesting he was not a very tall person.
Moreover, judging from the depth of the palm print, the attacker's internal strength was not weak.
Xiahou Wu continued walking forward.
After walking a few dozen meters, he found some broken tree branches and grass that had been trampled.
The attackers were running downhill.
Xiahou Wu followed the trail.
But he didn't walk fast, observing as he went.
After chasing for about half an hour, the trail suddenly disappeared.
There was a stream in front of us, and the current was very strong.
The trail ends here; the attacker may have waded across the river or left along the riverbank.
Xiahou Wu stood by the river, frowning.
This person is cunning; he knows how to use water to cover up his tracks.
He looked around but found no other clues.
It was getting darker and darker, and there was no point in continuing the search.
Xiahou Wu turned and walked back.
Back at the bend, Jiang Tianyang was already waiting there.
"Master Xia, how's it going? Any discoveries?"
"The attacker was a young man, and his kung fu was quite good," Xiahou Wu said. "He was wearing cloth shoes and used palm techniques. Judging from the palm prints, his internal strength was considerable. But we couldn't tell which school or style of kung fu it was."
"Which way did he run?"
“Down the mountain. But he disappeared when he reached the river.” Xiahou Wu paused. “Mr. Jiang, this man is not simple. He dared to make a move at the gate of your manor, either because he doesn’t know your background, or because he doesn’t take you seriously at all.”
Jiang Tianyang's face darkened.
"No matter who he is, daring to touch Dongying's money is courting death. Master Xia, I'm counting on you for this. As long as you help me find this person, you will definitely be rewarded handsomely."
Xiahou Wu did not agree immediately.
He was silent for a moment before saying, "I can help you look. But I need to hear about my junior sister first."
Jiang Tianyang was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Master Xia, don't worry. I've been keeping your junior sister's matter in mind. Give me a week. I'll give you a definite answer within a week."
"Okay." Xiahou Wu nodded. "Then I'll wait for your news." (End of Chapter)