"Who wanted to kill me? The Water Transport Gang? The Wang Family?"
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Du Feng's warning buzzed in his ears. Zhou Kai spoke to test him while shifting his feet in short steps, his gaze locked onto every tiny movement the other man made like a hawk.
Who was the prey? They would only know after blood was spilled.
"I don't like the look in your eyes."
The smile on Qiu Ping's face slowly faded, like a reef exposed by the receding tide—cold, hard, and stubborn.
"Too much nonsense... Trying to stall for time and call the police? Save it." He flicked his fingernails boredly. "I already did that for you five minutes ago."
He bared his teeth in a malicious grin.
"The police will come collect your body, and I'll make an elegant exit before they get here."
"Touching, isn't it? I've already written the script for what happens next."
"Don't you want to thank me?"
Zhou Kai's gaze swept over the system inventory, and the snark in his heart nearly made his toes curl hard enough to dig out a three-bedroom apartment.
This old bastard had watched too many movies, hadn't he?
At his age, he was still this childish—maybe middle-aged childish...
He'd rambled on and on, really thinking he had Zhou Kai in the bag?
Zhou Kai finally squeezed out a few words. "Thanks to your whole family."
Qiu Ping's two eyebrows, which looked tattooed on, sank sharply, and the air in the woods instantly froze.
Screech!
The wind tore apart.
The arm hidden within his wide sleeve lashed out like an iron whip that had been gathering strength for ages.
Five scarlet flashes shot from his hand, shrieking as they ripped through the air and flew at Zhou Kai's throat, heart, and