Missing you tonight
When morning came, Zhan Fei was already on his last breath. He didn't have the strength to speak, let alone resist. Except for the faint sound of his labored breathing, which sounded like a broken bellows, there were no other signs of life. It was almost as if he had died.
Wang Jian washed his hands and woke up Liang Huanhuan, who had been asleep for a long time: "Call Dasheng to come over, if he doesn't come soon, we'll all be considered murderers."
In fact, by more than four o'clock, only Wang Jian and Liang Huanhuan were left in the living room. Dawei was almost in a coma, lying dead in the closet, while Jin Huiming and Tianran'er had been driven to sleep by Wang Jian early on.
But Wang Jian didn't waste this night either, he almost got everything he wanted to know out. To be honest, even if a person has received the strictest training, there is no way to defend against the pain transmitted directly from the nerves. The pain of being pierced by an acupuncture point is not something that humans can resist, unless it's in a movie where someone wants to show their devotion to a certain belief and let them endure the pain of being pierced by an acupuncture point, otherwise... as Wang Jian said, even if you're as tough as diamond, you'll still have to open your mouth and speak.
And there's another benefit... it's basically impossible to find any evidence, after all, acupuncture can only be considered an intangible cultural heritage, standing on the same front line as sugar gourds, mud man Zhang, and Weifang kites. This thing is completely unverifiable, even if someone dies from playing with it, it can only be ruled as a sudden death.
Wang Jian getting this treatment is actually quite normal, after all he's been poked and prodded since he was a kid, front and back, like a hedgehog. The old carpenter at the time said it was to unblock his meridians, so his blood and energy could flow smoothly, and keep out all sorts of toxins. Anyway, it sounds quite mysterious, but Wang Jian thinks it's not very effective. Apart from him never getting sick until now, if he eats something bad his stomach still hurts just the same.
When Liang Huanhuan was making a phone call to Dasheng, Dawei stumbled into the front hall, and after seeing Wang Jian, his eyes were dazed and he staggered...
"Are you okay?"
Dawei shook his head, biting his lip, with a sorrowful expression: "I want to cry..."
"What's going on? I woke up and it was still sore?" Wang Jian flipped over Da Wei's eyelids, then pressed his Tianchi acupoint: "It's all normal."
Dawei sighed, looked down at the dying Xianfei with a gaze that was more like looking at a chicken waiting to be slaughtered than at his own kidnapper: "What bad luck..."
"It's all right." Wang Jian patted him on the shoulder: "It's already been settled. He won't be able to recover for the rest of his life."
"Not this one." Dawei took out a cigarette from Wang Jian's pocket, lit it and took two heavy puffs: "I'm feeling really bad now, sour and gloomy..."
"It must be an aftereffect, you were attacked indiscriminately."
"It's not this problem." Dawei sat on the stool with his hands clasped behind his head: "I had a dream yesterday."
"What did you dream of?"
"I have never had a dream as clear and profound as this one, in which I saw the thing I've been pursuing all my life."
"What?"
"Wake up to hold the power of the world, drunk and sleeping on a beauty's lap." Da Wei smiled wistfully: "The girl who made me unable to love anyone else. I couldn't even tell if I was still Xiao YeweI just now."
"In my dreams, I'm not myself, but someone else. Yet, I clearly know that's me, living a different kind of wonderful life, with emotions that leave an indelible mark on my heart. Compared to him, I really don't know who I am anymore."
Wang Jian looked at Dawei's confused expression, walked up and without saying a word, gave him a loud slap on the face. The crisp sound of flesh hitting flesh almost echoed back.
Dawei was stunned by this slap. Then his eyes gradually recovered, and he let out a long sigh: "Much more comfortable, thank you..."
Wang Jian shrugged: "Don't be polite with me."
"But I will go to the place that appeared in my dreams and see if my Mo Xiu, my home, and my daughter are there."
"Just don't get too caught up in it." Wang Jian stretched out his hand and gave Dawei a high-five: "After all, it was just a dream."
Dawei burst out laughing: "I really want to live in that dream, it's so much fun."
"That's easy."
Jin Huiming's voice came from behind him, cold and detached. By the time Dawei turned around, Jin Huiming had already raised the spray can in his hand and sprayed it directly at Dawei with a "psst" sound.
Dawei, who was already in a terrible mental state after being hit on the front, almost collapsed instantly and fell limply onto the sofa.
"What are you doing!" Wang Jian's face turned red with rage: "Do you know what you're doing?"
"Of course." Little Jin smiled slightly: "I made the medicine myself, so I naturally know. In his subconscious mind, he confused reality and dreams. If we don't let him wake up from inside himself, he will definitely kill himself and turn into a butterfly within three days."
"Really?" Wang Jian asked doubtfully: "Won't it get worse?"
"Hallucinations, the truly terrifying place, is when people take them as reality. If you don't give him enough time to distinguish between hallucinations and reality on his own, it's very dangerous." Tianran leaned against the door in a daze, explaining to Wang Jian: "Split personalities are the mildest cases."
Wang Jian rubbed his chin: "So... then spray some on me too, let's see what I can see."
Jin Huiming actually listened to Wang Jian's words and gave him a kiss on the nose...
He didn't think much of it at first, but in less than five minutes, he suddenly found that the scenery around him had become strange and eerie, the surrounding landscape had really disappeared, and he was standing on a high platform reaching into the clouds, with the crowd kneeling below.
It was a moment that should have been filled with grand passion, but Wang Jian felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart, the sorrow of parting. The iron man, who had always been tough, couldn't hold back tears streaming down his face, and the scene before him became blurry. A memory that didn't belong to him rushed forth, a multitude of causes and effects, a multitude of relationships, all separated by vast distances and changing times.
At this moment, he almost collapsed... But just then, Tian Er's voice suddenly appeared, calling him in an extremely soft tone, which made Wang Jian, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly open his eyes.
"Ah Jian... you're crying." Tian Ran Er reached out and wiped away Wang Jian's tears: "What did you see?"
"There's nothing." Wang Jian pinched his still dizzy head: "I have a high resistance to drugs."
"Not very high......" Jin Huiming's face was full of shock: "You're all naturally resistant, right? It's simply abnormal! I've never seen anyone who can sober up in three minutes, and it's still natural sobriety."
Wang Jian nodded: "But this feeling is really great. It can make people find what they most desire in their hearts."
"What is it that you desire?" Tianran stared at Wang Jian with curious big eyes: "Do you want to cry..."
Wang Jian scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "I'm telling you, don't laugh... I saw myself sacrificing for the world and being a great hero..."
"But you're too resistant." Jin Huiming burst out laughing: "Your body automatically rejects this kind of medicine. You must have been raised on a medicine bottle since childhood."
"Hmm... I've been washing with medicinal water since I was a kid." Wang Jian nodded: "My old man said I'm immune to all poisons."
"Almost." Little Jin leaned into Wang Jian's neck and sniffed: "It was all taken out of the body by the circulatory system, awesome! Looks like it won't be affected."
Wang Jian chuckled and nodded without any modesty, then slapped his forehead: "Right, do you guys know a girl named Sugar Vinegar Fish? I feel like I owe her a lot, but I completely don't remember knowing her."
Then... then Wang Jian was forcibly fed a total of twelve antidotes, a whole twelve, which made Wang Jian so full that he burped...
Just then, the Great Sage led a few people into the small room with an imposing manner, and then looked down at Xuan Fei who was lying on the ground with only his breathing left. His expression suddenly solidified:
"Spread wings?"
Wang Jian glanced at the person on the ground and then looked at Dasheng: "Do you know him?"
The Great Sage smiled strangely: "He was taught by me, but later betrayed and escaped. He was one of my best students at that time."
"Sorry about that." Wang Jian burst out laughing: "Your student is done for."
"He's done for." The Great Sage was completely devoid of personal feelings: "Specifically, who will report to me?"
"I'm fine." Wang Jian glanced at Zhan Fei sideways: "He said everything he should say."
After finishing speaking, Wang Jian took the Great Sage to the balcony and repeated everything that Xiang Fei had told him, almost verbatim.
"So that's to say, someone spent a lot of money to bring him back from Thailand?" Da Sheng pinched his chin and puffed on his cigarette: "Xiao Yiwei... Young Master Xiao, this name is not trivial. Don't look at the Xiao family having cleaned up their act in recent years, but back then..."
The Great Sage said this and suddenly pinched, looking at Wang Jian: "Can you accept it? You are good friends with him."
"You know me, I'm no hero, don't have such a biased view of black and white."
"That's it." The Great Sage chuckled: "The Xiao family is a very old family, existing before the Republic of China, and their influence even surpassed that of the Song Dynasty at one point. Think about it. Such an old family, after going through so many wars and upheavals, although their power has greatly diminished, their roots are still there. You can imagine how powerful they were back then. When I was checking the deeds, I found out that even people like Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong had to pay rent to the Xiao family every year."
"Get to the point." Wang Jian knocked on his ear: "I'm not interested in history class."
"Alright, the Xiao family, although they don't have the ability to change history like before, a dead camel is still bigger than a horse. They are now one of the giant conglomerates, with overseas investments exceeding tens of billions, I forgot the exact amount, but it's an astronomical figure. The head of the Yamaguchi-gumi has to bow and call Old Xiao 'teacher' when they meet, think about that."
"Who's so bold as to pull out a tiger's teeth?"
"This will have to be investigated slowly. I reckon this exhibition flyer is just a paid killer, no information for us to know." The Great Sage sighed: "What a pity, he's a good material. He and his brother are both good at reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, his brother is not much worse than me, and absolutely ruthless and stable, one of my favorite soldiers."
"Wait a minute......" Wang Jian turned his head: "Damn it, he still has a younger brother?"
"What's wrong?"
"Describe his brother's physique to me."
About 1.8 meters tall, with a scorpion tattoo on the neck, a scar on his face from the corner of his eye to his mouth, usually wearing a duck-billed cap to cover up the scar.
Wang Jian's mind buzzed at the time, this person was clearly impressed. Yesterday, when he drove out, he happened to see a similar person at the construction site exit, wearing a duck tongue hat and holding a lot of food in his hand. Perhaps because he was too careless, Wang Jian didn't take him seriously... but now thinking back, this guy was clearly the escaped fish!
Then Wang Jian told this to Dasheng, and Dasheng immediately straightened his back and vigilantly looked around: "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"How was I supposed to know?!"
"Now it's fine, others have become lone wolves. Lone wolves are the most terrifying, you know? How many people can one person protect?"
Wang Jian's mind was buzzing, he naturally understood the pros and cons of this matter. Even if Liang Huanhuan could take care of herself, what about Da Wei? What about Jin Huiming? Most importantly, what about Tianran Er? How would they deal with them? Now that lone wolf must have known their whereabouts, and if he was as formidable as Da Sheng said, he must have already had a meticulous plan of attack, and it would definitely be the kind where each one is struck down separately.
And that guy will definitely not use kidnapping anymore, what he wants is revenge! Revenge!
If the same thing were to happen with Wang Jian, he would definitely target the weakest link in defense, either Jin Huiming or Dawei. Even if Jin Huiming was extremely capable, she's just a 14-year-old girl and wouldn't be able to evade an assassination attempt by an experienced former special forces operative. As for Dawei, even if he sought protection from his family, what about on the way? Would Wang Jian escort him? What about Tian'er?
Wang Jian's head suddenly swelled up.
"It's useless, unless we take him out quickly. No matter how many people protect him, it won't be enough. His shooting record remains unbroken to this day, and even Liang Huanhuan, the current god of sniping, can't break his record. A 3100-meter kill shot? That's already beyond the range of an 85 sniper rifle. Nobody knows how he did it."
The Great Sage saw Wang Jian's expression and knew what he was thinking, so he decisively poured a basin of cold water on Wang Jian.
Wang Jian gritted his teeth: "I don't believe it! Is he really that formidable?"
"Don't be in a hurry, I'll take care of this." The Great Sage's face suddenly turned gloomy: "The report Liang Huanhuan gave me said the enemy was completely annihilated. I thought you had also taken out his brother."
Wang Jian punched the wall with a fierce expression: "I'm also a good hunter!"
Today, I went to add a hard drive to my computer and reinstalled the system, which wasted a lot of time. I'll make up for it tomorrow. Counting the number of chapters I owed from before, I owe 9 chapters... Adding today's, I'm back to owing 10 chapters... How sad!