Wang Family's Revenge

In the dark living room, Lu Yuan sat on the sofa waiting for his teammates' support. He was going to follow the proper procedures to take Lao Qin away.

He took out his phone from his pocket and pressed the power button, only to find that it had been disconnected sometime during the day.

Several tens of minutes later, footsteps sounded outside the door. Lu Yuan and saw that it was the boss, Zheng Yuandong, who had come in person. "Boss, what brings you here?"

Zheng Yuandong glanced at Lao Qin, who was still unconscious on the ground. "Caught red-handed?"

"Yeah," Lu Yuan said, sounding a little down. "Boss, when I first started out, we were solving a really gruesome case. Old Qin was performing an autopsy inside, and I was vomiting outside the autopsy room. Later, he poured me a cup of hot water and told me that when he first started out, he was just like me."

Lu Yuan continued, "He said that although our line of work is tough and tiring, and the pay is low, we shouldn't think too much about it since we've chosen it."

To be honest, he never expected that his investigation into the source of the leak would lead him to Lao Qin.

Zheng Yuandong glanced at him. "Old Qin broke the law, so he should naturally be punished by law. But you and I can both understand that everyone is afraid when facing life and death. I don't blame him, and you don't need to blame him either."

Lu Yuan said, "Old Qin's daughter is still in school, so his child will probably be affected too."

No one in this world can be like a machine; everyone is a human being with flesh and blood.

They would chat about everyday family matters, and they would also joke and argue.

Even someone as strong as Zheng Yuandong, who harbored ideals, would still drink and reminisce with his comrades at a street-side barbecue stall.

Even a workaholic like Xiao Ying would occasionally dream of the wonderful life of being kept by a rich woman.

Everyone has their own labels, but behind those labels lie countless threads of human warmth.

Zheng Yuandong said, "Send out a notice to everyone to fill out a form. If there are seriously ill patients in their families or a family history of hereditary diseases, and if there are corresponding drugs or gene agents in the Inner World, we will try to get them for them."

Lu Yuan was taken aback. "Boss, targeted drugs and genetic repair agents aren't cheap in the Inner World either."

In the living room, Zheng Yuandong silently looked at Lao Qin, who was still unconscious, and then patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder. "It's okay, I'll think of something."

"By the way, boss," Lu Yuan said, "I followed your instructions and had him pass on the message without stopping him."

"Yes," Zheng Yuandong nodded.

"However, I don't quite understand," Lu Yuan wondered, "We went through a lot of trouble to get these test results, why would we give them to someone else?"

"Because I don't want others to also target this high school student named Qing Chen," Zheng Yuandong replied.

Although they still couldn't find the person behind the scenes this time, Zheng Yuandong felt that he hadn't left empty-handed because he found someone like Qing Chen who could be developed into a member of the organization.

He said to Lu Yuan, "Also, gather the Counter-Espionage Department, Criminal Investigation Department, Behavioral Analysis Department, and Codebreaking Department together. Have the responsible persons who are out in the area book the next available flight to Los Angeles. I have a feeling that something big is about to happen here. Your Special Operations Department should also be on high alert and start sending people to Los Angeles."

When evening self-study ended, Tian Hailong, the homeroom teacher of Class 3, Grade 11, came to the classroom for a walk.

When he saw Qing Chen sitting in the classroom, he was stunned for a moment, seemingly quite surprised...

Tian Hailong felt a little excited to see Qing Chen attending evening self-study, which was a rare occurrence.

After school, Qing Chen and Nan Gengchen walked outside.

The spoiled brats from the next class put their arms around Liu Dezhu's shoulders, saying they wanted to go to a nightclub in Los Angeles to have a good time. However, Liu Dezhu declined repeatedly and rode his bicycle home alone.

The spoiled brats were a bit disappointed, and one by one they revved their engines at the school gate.

Amidst the hum of luxury cars, Qing Chen even felt that this was truly the cyberpunk world...

However, Qing Chen had a sudden realization: Liu Dezhu was in such a hurry to go home, could it be that he had some news to share with him?

Very likely.

Qing Chen looked at Nan Gengchen: "What are your plans next? I think Li Yinuo treats you very well, and my master also said that she truly loves you."

Nan Gengchen shook his head and said, "She is indeed very good to me, but I still want to learn hacking skills more. When we return to the Inner World, I'll be able to help you, right? Besides, everyone says you're never too old to learn, and I hope I can be of some use as soon as possible so I don't hold you back... I can't always rely on Li Yinuo, can I?"

Qing Chen sighed, "It's true what they say: 'There's a road to heaven, but you don't take it; the sea of learning is boundless, and you have to work hard to cross it.'"

Nan Gengchen: "???"

Just then, Qing Chen turned around unintentionally and discovered that the girl named Yang Yang had been following them the whole time.

He thought for a moment and said to Nan Gengchen, "I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."

After saying that, Qing Chen walked into the crowd.

He silently crossed Xingshu Road and entered No. 4 Courtyard.

Even then, faint footsteps were still following him.

Qing Chen turned onto a dark alley, then suddenly turned back to look at the girl behind him. "Why are you following me?"

After a few seconds of silence Yang Yang asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to Building 12...?"

Qing Chen frowned. Building 12? Wasn't that the building where his home was located?

Wait a minute, Jiang Xue just said this morning that there are new residents in the house next door. Could it be this Yang Yang?

Qing Chen tentatively asked, "The new landlord of room 101?"

"Hmm," Yang Yang took out her keys, "I just moved in last night and I'm a little lost."

"Then follow me," Qing Chen said, and led the way.

"Do you live here too?" Yang Yang asked curiously.

"Yes," Qing Chen said, "I've lived here for several years."

"That's perfect, I'll follow you from now on," Yang Yang said.

Upon hearing this, Qing Chen was somewhat puzzled: What does it mean that he can just follow me from now on?

Is it because I don't recognize my own house?

During the day, Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen had blown Yang Yang into the sky, using firearms and crossing the Indian Ocean alone. How could someone like that not be able to find their way home?

This doesn't make sense.

Qing Chen sensed something was off, so he tentatively asked again, "You have no sense of direction?"

Yang Yang remained silent for a longer time this time. "Mm."

A huge wave of shock suddenly surged within Qing Chen's heart. How could such a genius girl be so bad at directions?

In the morning, he remembered Hu Xiaoniu saying that the other party was originally sailing and yachting in the nearshore area, and then suddenly decided to cross the Indian Ocean.

The enemy first repelled the pirates at sea, then lost their way and eventually drifted for a long time before landing in Pakistan.

At one point, when Qing Chen recalled this clue about the girl, he couldn't help but wonder if this so-called impromptu trip to cross the Indian Ocean was...

Perhaps they got lost at sea?!

And then, out of nowhere, a legend was created?!

Furthermore, the later so-called loss of course, forcing them to land in Pakistan, must have been another instance of getting lost!

Qing Chen suddenly felt that his guess seemed to be more reliable.

When they arrived at their doorstep, Qing Chen watched as Yang Yang took out her keys, opened the door, and then thanked him.

He looked into the house and saw that although the furniture had all been replaced with new ones, the peeling paint on the walls was still there, so it seemed that the other party had no intention of renovating.

Qing Chen couldn't help but ask, "You just moved here, don't you need to renovate?"

Yang Yang shook her head. "I'm not particular about that, as long as I can live here, it's fine."

"With your personality, it would be much better to just stay in a hotel. Why are you staying here?" Qing Chen asked again.

Yang Yang glanced at him. "The hotel is too far from the school."

Qing Chen understood what the other person meant: because the hotel was far away, it was easier to get lost.

And this place is only a 5-minute walk from the school, so if you walk here a few times, you'll definitely remember it.

Before this, he thought the new resident was there for him, Jiang Xue, Hu Xiaoniu, and Zhang Tianzhen. Now it seems that the reason the other party moved here is simpler and purer: it's because it's close to the school.

Suddenly, Qing Chen's communicator vibrated. After saying goodbye to Yang Yang, he returned home.

There was a meal prepared on the table, along with a note left by Jiang Xue saying that she had taken Li Tongyun home to stay, and that Xiao Tongyun's maternal grandparents would be coming from Zhengcheng in the next couple of days, so she needed to clean the house.

Qing Chen sat at the dining table and took out his communicator. It was a message from Liu Dezhu: "Boss, there's a new email. The sender wrote: 'I couldn't find you today, so disappointed, hehe.'"

He frowned inwardly. How could the holder of this Demon Stamp be so persistent, knowing the results of his blood test so quickly?

How exactly did they manage to do that?

The good news is that the firewall information they released seems to have indeed misled quite a few people.

This relieved Qing Chen slightly. He didn't mind others using him as a pawn; the more they underestimated him, the better.

At this moment, Liu Dezhu sent a message: "Boss, this letter appeared next to my pillow this evening. I hadn't finished my evening self-study session yet, so my dad saw it... Is everything alright?"

Qing Chen suddenly realized that Liu Dezhu's refusal of the playboys' invitations must have been due to a new development.

Judging from the current situation, this guy has indeed become much more obedient than before after being reprimanded.

He replied to the message: "It's okay. Reply to that person: You haven't found me, but I'll find you soon."

Liu Dezhu was surprised when he saw the message: "Boss is amazing! I'll reply to him right away!"

He thought to himself, "Once the boss finds this guy, will I not have to bleed anymore?"

But Liu Dezhu had too high hopes for things.

In fact, Qing Chen had no clues at all. He just felt that the other party had already harassed him several times, so how could he not scare them a little? He couldn't keep letting the other party scare him!

After all, the other party doesn't know who they are, and has no way of being sure if they actually have any leads.

Why not use a single sentence to put the enemy in a panic and make them waste time examining their own weaknesses?

Liu Dezhu sent a message: "Boss, he wrote another letter: I think this Qing Chen seems much better than Liu Dezhu. I wonder if he'd be interested in working for me, hehe."

The fact that the other party did not respond to the letter in which he "found clues about the other party" suggests that the holder of the Demon Stamp was unwilling to continue discussing the matter, fearing that saying more would only make things worse.

However, the fact that the other party was trying to poach Qing Chen from Qing Chen side Qing Chen in front of him was truly shocking.

Of course, Liu Dezhu was the most shocked.

This was the first time he had ever been insulted so openly and directly...

Has the other person forgotten that they are the one delivering the information? Is it really appropriate to make comparisons like this right in front of me?!

However, this was the first time Liu Dezhu had paid attention to the name Qing Chen. Could this be another subordinate of the big boss?

That sounds familiar!

Could it be the assassin who saved me at Laojun Mountain? If so, we're all fellow disciples, so we can get to know each other better.

At this moment, Qing Chen sent a message: "Reply to him: It's probably not that easy to poach Qing Chen."

However, before he could even start eating, Liu Dezhu sent another message: "Boss, he sent another letter: Don't be so confident. You don't seem to know that I wrote to Qing Chen. It seems he doesn't listen to you that much, hehe."

Qing Chen looked up in surprise. A letter for him? Why hadn't he received it!

Holy crap.

Qing Chen suddenly realized something: Lin Xiaoxiao sending letters with the Demon Stamp requires an address.

Therefore, when this holder set his sights on him, he naturally found out his address and wrote him a letter.

But I moved!

The address that the other party was able to find doesn't belong to him now, but to Yang Yang!

So the letter the other party mentioned is most likely right next to Yang Yang's pillow right now!

Qing Chen could even imagine the look of confusion on Yang Yang's face when she looked at that letter!

He pondered whether he should ask for the letter back now, and how he should explain it to Yang Yang.

This blunder has caused a huge uproar...

Just as Qing Chen was struggling with his decision, there was a knock on the door. When Qing Chen opened the door, he was surprised to see Yang Yang standing there.

The girl held up the letter in her hand. "It should be for you."

After saying that, she placed the letter in Qing Chen's hand and turned to go home without asking any questions or even having any doubts, which avoided a lot of embarrassment for Qing Chen.

Just as Yang Yang was about to close the door, she suddenly turned around and said to Qing Chen, "Oh, right, there's one more thing. You remember Wang Yun, right?"

Qing Chen paused for a moment. "I remember."

"She was killed by Li Dongze of Heng Society in the Inner World. Her death was extremely gruesome," Yang Yang said. "She also had a doting older brother who was the apple of her parents' eye, so the Wang Family won't let this go. After Bai Wan'er returned to Haicheng, she pushed all the blame onto Liu Dezhu, Hu Xiaoniu, and Zhang Tianzhen."

Qing Chen asked, "Why are you telling me this?"

"The Wang Family's influence in the Inner World is negligible, so it's impossible for them to seek revenge against Li Dongze and Li Shutong right now. Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen are at most secondarily responsible, and they won't start a war with the Hu and Zhang families over that," Yang Yang explained. "So the only one they can find now is Liu Dezhu. Don't forget, this is the Outer World, the Wang Family's home turf, and they've come for revenge."

Qing Chen frowned. He had also guessed that the Wang Family would seek revenge for Wang Yun, and that they would do so by any means necessary.

However, he never expected that the Wang Family would be so cowardly and bully the weak.

Moreover, why did Yang Yang tell me this?

Qing Chen asked, "Isn't Wang Yun from your circle? Why aren't you helping the Wang Family?"

The girl calmly said, "I don't tolerate green tea bitches in my circle."

At this moment, Qing Chen asked, "I'm actually quite curious, why did you come to Luocheng, and why did you transfer to Class 3 of the second year of high school? What are your goals?"

"If you're not honest, then naturally I can't be honest either," Yang Yang said. "You can ask me again when you're ready to be honest."

After saying that, the girl closed the door.

Only then did Qing Chen have time to glance at the contents of the letter: I have everything you want, but with every gain comes a loss, hehe.

Qing Chen sighed, "This 'GG' term has no appeal at all. You haven't even said what you have!"

For the first time, he felt that he had the upper hand in the game with the holder of the Demon Stamp.

He won this round.

It must be said that Qing Chen's second firewall was released at a very timely time.

The other party has clearly set their sights on the identity of "Qing Chen". If no misleading information is released, the other party will soon launch a series of conspiracies against him.

Now, he has become a nobody, a pawn.

That's much safer.

Qing Chen had no intention of responding using the identity of "Qing Chen".

After all, if he were to reply directly, he would have to cut his own finger to bleed.

Now, it would be quite appropriate for Liu Dezhu to bleed him out.

At this point, the other party sent another letter to Liu Dezhu: "I'm very curious, how did you manage to hide it so well?"

This is the most genuine question from the holder of the Demon Stamp. Zheng Yuandong collected so many clues and went to great lengths to conduct tests, and the holder himself has been thinking about and paying attention to it for so long.

But no one found the "mastermind" behind it all; they only found two pieces.

This feeling really made the owner very unhappy.

Liu Dezhu asked, "Boss, how should we reply to him?"

Qing Chen was silent for a moment, then said, "Hehe."

In a corner of a certain city, a thin figure sat in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the letter in his hand and the word "hehe" on it, lost in thought...

The holder of the Demon Stamp was caught off guard by this unexpected laugh, leaving him somewhat disoriented...

Qing Chen ignored the holder of the Demon Stamp and began his long-interrupted training.

According to Li Shutong, although he has unlocked his Gene Lock, his physical potential has not been maximized, so training will still be effective.

Although this improvement is nothing compared to extraordinary power, Qing Chen has always liked the "ultimate".

And he always firmly believed that...

Self-discipline is the greatest freedom for humankind.

Countdown.

There are no classes at 7 a. m. on a weekend morning.

Liu Dezhu got up early in the morning to wash up, and his father, Liu Youcai, looked at his son with great satisfaction.

Before the time travel incident, every weekend night, Liu Dezhu would either play games until the early hours of the morning or watch movies and TV series all night, and then sleep soundly the next day, showing no self-discipline whatsoever.

But things are different now. Liu Dezhu went to bed early last night and got up early again this morning.

Liu Youcai suddenly had a feeling: his son has grown up!

At first, he thought that time travel might be a bad thing, after all, his son had been kidnapped.

But now it seems that a bad thing has turned into a good thing; the son has not only become one of the most famous Time Walker, but has also developed good habits...

This made Liu Youcai, the father, feel even more strongly that he should try to understand his son's "opportunities" and "career".

However, Liu Youcai suddenly noticed that his son's face seemed much paler.

There was also a fishy-sweet smell on his body.

"Zhu Zi, are you going out so early? I made you some food, eat before you go out," Liu Youcai said, wearing an apron.

"I'm not eating," Liu Dezhu said. "Dad, just put the food on the table after you finish cooking, and I'll come back to eat in a bit."

After saying that, Liu Dezhu wrapped a scarf around himself, put on a hat, and even dug out the sunglasses he had bought a long time ago to look cool.

The sight of him fully armed from head to toe stunned Liu Youcai.

If they ran into each other outside, he might not even recognize his own son!

Liu Youcai hesitated for a moment before asking, "What is this...?"

"Dad, don't ask anymore, it's a secret," Liu Dezhu said, turning and leaving the house.

After her son left the house.

Liu Youcai quickly found his wife, Wang Shufen, and whispered, "Honey, don't you think our son is acting a little strange?"

At this very moment, Liu Dezhu was near a blood donation center, quietly surveying his surroundings.

Somewhat strangely, he always felt that a couple wearing long black trench coats were secretly observing him.

But when he turned around, he found that the couple wasn't looking at him; they were laughing, chatting, and joking around.

You're probably overthinking it.

Liu Dezhu observed for a while before quietly walking towards the station. "Hello, can I buy blood?"

The nurse was shocked; it was the first time she'd ever seen someone come to a blood donation center to buy blood. "This is a blood donation center, we don't sell blood!"

Liu Dezhu thought for a moment and said, "Could you sell me a set of your blood storage bags and blood-drawing equipment?"

The young woman sighed, "This isn't for sale either!"

"Then I'll donate blood," Liu Dezhu said.

The nurse on the blood donation van looked at him with surprise and said, "Okay, let me do a test for you first."

As he spoke, he first brought out test strips to test Liu Dezhu's blood type, as well as his hemoglobin and hepatitis B surface antigen, and then brought out equipment to check his heart rate and blood pressure...

After confirming that everything was alright, the nurse disinfected Liu Dezhu's arm and inserted the needle.

Liu Dezhu watched his blood flow into the blood bag and waited silently.

During this waiting time, the couple who had been secretly observing Liu Dezhu exchanged a glance and silently began to approach the blood donation van.

Their right hands, tucked into their sleeves, reached into their black trench coats and touched the gun handles under their armpits; the guns were already fitted with silencers.

However, they hadn't even gotten very close yet.

Just as the nurse was about to remove the needle after drawing 300cc of blood, something unexpected happened.

But then Liu Dezhu suddenly got up, snatched the blood bag, and ran away, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.

The couple approaching from outside the car looked at each other in surprise, their plans disrupted by the sudden turn of events. When they saw the nurse from the car chasing after them, they quickly let go of their guns.

At this moment, the nurses on the bus were all dumbfounded as they stared at Liu Dezhu's retreating figure. What was going on?!

This was the first time they had ever seen someone come to a blood donation center to steal blood, and the worst part was that the person was stealing their own blood!

What's the point?

At this moment, the nurse looked suspiciously at the couple standing by the car door. "Are you... here to donate blood?"

Seeing each other's suspicious looks, the couple exchanged a glance and said, "Yes, we're here to donate blood."

"Come on in," the nurse said.

The couple took a long look at Liu Dezhu's retreating figure...

Not only did they fail to kill the person, but one person even donated 300cc of blood...

However, what they didn't know was that Liu Dezhu was also suffering. Snatching blood was a last resort, since he didn't know how to donate blood himself!

Since last night, he has noticed a problem: the holder of the Demon Stamp seems to have become addicted to chatting with his boss!

And these two had to communicate using his blood as a means of communication.

Liu Dezhu secretly tried using pig's blood, duck's blood, and chicken's blood, but none of them worked.

He was horrified to discover that the postmark really did require human blood, and perhaps even the recipient's blood.

And not only does he use human blood, but the key point is that his wounds heal every day.

This means that every time the boss talks to that holder, he has to reopen the wound!

After being tormented several times by his boss and the holder of the Demon Stamp, he decided to find a new way. If he couldn't use other people's blood, he would draw more at once and store it in the refrigerator to use slowly.

At least that way, he won't have to get a new wound every day.

Half an hour later, he tiptoed home with the blood bag, and while his parents were in the bedroom, he secretly hid the blood bag at the bottom of the refrigerator.

Only then did he finally relax and return to his bedroom, taking out his communicator to send a message to Qing Chen: "Boss, I suspect someone wants to kill me!"

Unbeknownst to Liu Dezhu, the moment he closed the bedroom door, his parents quietly came out and opened the refrigerator.

Liu Youcai stared at the blood bag his son had hidden for a long time.

With a pained expression, he said, "Wife, it seems we were right."

Wang Shufen said in a low voice, "Should we put away all the silverware in the house, and also the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue in the entryway?"

Liu Youcai hesitated for a moment. "Vampires shouldn't be under the jurisdiction of Guanyin Bodhisattva, right?"

At noon, Liu Dezhu woke up from a nap feeling extremely hungry.

When he opened the refrigerator to see what food was inside, he discovered that there were two more blood bags hidden where he kept them...

Thank you to the Didi driver for becoming a new Silver VIP member of this book! Thank you, boss! You're so generous! May you make a fortune!

That's all for today, only 6800 words. After attending the ceremony and returning home, I haven't been able to get back into my normal sleep schedule. Plus, I'm a slow writer, so today is a little day off. Sorry everyone.

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