Chapter 7626
Bullying an Honest Person
Zhang Ziren could no longer hold back. He rushed forward, grabbed Huang Buju by the collar, and, with red eyes, roared at him, demanding to know who he was and why he was with his wife.
But Huang Buju didn't take him seriously at all. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched Zhang Ziren in the face, making him bleed from the corner of his mouth and feel dizzy.
Immediately afterwards, four or five burly henchmen rushed out of the hotel corridor, surrounded Zhang Ziren, and beat him mercilessly with punches and kicks.
“They beat me for more than ten minutes…” Zhang Ziren’s voice trembled, his tone full of pain and fear.
“They broke my leg…and several of my ribs…they smashed my phone and took all my money…I was taken to the hospital by a kind passerby…”
Xiao Chen gripped his phone, his expression gradually darkening, his aura turning icy cold, and a barely perceptible glint of anger flashing in his eyes…
Huang Buju, how dare you be so arrogant, attacking people in broad daylight, and acting so recklessly.
"They beat you up and then just left?" Xiao Chen's voice was low, carrying a hint of suppressed anger.
“They’re gone…they’re all gone…” Zhang Ziren’s voice was filled with despair and heartache.
"Lanting also left with them..."
As she left, she glanced at me but didn't say a word. There was no remorse in her eyes, only impatience...
I loved her so much, I was so good to her, how could she do this to me…
On the other end of the phone came Zhang Ziren's suppressed sobs, hoarse and desperate, which made people feel a pang of sadness.
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and asked calmly, "Which hospital are you in now?"
“Provincial People’s Hospital… Orthopedic Ward… Bed 302…” Zhang Ziren choked up as he gave his location, his voice so weak it was almost inaudible.
"Okay, don't worry, I'll be right there." Xiao Chen decided to take care of this matter. After all, he was still the God of War, and he absolutely could not allow such a thing to happen under his nose.
I can't stand it!
"Wait a minute, Mr. Xiao!"
On the phone, Zhang Ziren hurriedly shouted, "There's something I need you to handle first, it's very important!"
"Speak! I'm listening!" Xiao Chen said as he walked out.
"It's like this, I regretted not listening to you before. There are some antiques in the shop, which are quite valuable, including our family heirloom and the pen holder that you gave me, which is worth more than three million."
"Could you help me hide it for now? I'm afraid Jiang Lanting and the others will try to get their hands on those antiques. I'm completely broken now, and I can't do anything while I'm in the hospital."
Zhang Ziren's voice grew softer and softer. He wasn't sure if Xiao Chen would help him. After all, it was already quite remarkable that Xiao Chen had told him about Jiang Lanting's affair.
But he really had no other choice. Although he had some friends in Tianhai, they were all just fair-weather friends. If he asked them for help, it would be like throwing good money after bad.
But he was really embarrassed. He had said before that he had severed all ties with Xiao Chen, and that it was all because of that bitch Jiang Lanting.
"Tell me, what are you after? Do you think I would lie to you?" Xiao Chen was speechless. He couldn't understand Zhang Ziren's thought process at all.
Even if he didn't believe his wife was cheating, he could have hidden the antiques away first, just in case. "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, I was wrong, terribly wrong. Don't worry, after it's done, I promise to help you wholeheartedly. Whatever antique you need, I'll do everything in my power to get it for you, I..."
"By the way, my few ancestral treasures might be useful to you. If you like, you can take any one you like. Now that things have come to this, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, I really have no one else to ask for help. It's only because you don't hold a grudge and are so magnanimous."
"Alright, alright, enough nonsense! Since I agreed to help you, I won't care about such a small amount of money. Do you think I'm short of money?" Xiao Chen said impatiently. "Just keep your eyes open and don't get confused in the future. Since you're honest enough, I'll help you hide the antique first."
"All you need to do now is focus on recovering from your injury. Don't worry about anything else. Since I promised to help you, I can definitely solve it for you."
"Thank you, thank you so much, Mr. Xiao. You are like Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. Once I recover, I will definitely build a shrine for you."
Zhang Ziren was extremely excited.
"No, please don't. How many people who build shrines to the dead have good fortune? Just don't forget that I helped you today, and in the future, do your best to find the antiques I want."
Xiao Chen was speechless for a moment, then quickly said...
"Sorry, I said the wrong thing again."
"Hanged up!"
Xiao Chen hung up the phone immediately and went to Zhang Ziren's antique shop. Although he didn't have the key, it wasn't a problem for him at all. Any lock in the secular world was useless to him. He could open it whenever he wanted.
Looking at the antiques Zhang Ziren mentioned, he was pleasantly surprised. Among those antiques that Zhang Ziren had inherited, one of them contained extremely abundant spiritual energy.
This thing could be borrowed for some cultivation.
There's no need for the rest.
He waved his hand, storing the antiques into his storage ring, then turned and headed towards the hospital.
He was determined to help someone to the end, and since he had decided to take action, he wanted to do it well. Both Jiang Lanting and Huang Buju should receive the punishment they deserved.
When Xiao Chen arrived at the hospital, it was already past 11 p.m.
The hospital corridor was quiet and dimly lit. Only the nurses on duty at the nurses' station were dozing off at their desks. Occasionally, a few nurses could be heard yawning, and the faint groans of patients could be heard from the wards.
Following Zhang Ziren's directions, Xiao Chen found room 302, gently pushed open the door, and went inside.
There was only one bed in the ward. Zhang Ziren lay on the bed, covered with a thick blanket. His face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.
His face was covered in bruises, his left eye was swollen like a walnut and he couldn't open it at all, his lip was split open with a deep gash that required several stitches, and there were still traces of dried blood on his face, making him look extremely disheveled.
His right leg was in a thick cast and hung high at the foot of the bed, and his left arm was also wrapped in thick bandages. He was completely still, and his whole appearance was as if he had been run over by a truck, a truly gruesome sight.
Upon seeing Xiao Chen enter, Zhang Ziren's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up. His lips trembled, and he said weakly, "Mr. Xiao...you...you really came..."
He struggled to sit up, but the slightest movement aggravated his wounds, causing him to grimace in pain. A bead of cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but groan softly. (End of Chapter)