Section 117

Zheng Feifan's speed suddenly increased by a notch.

His entire figure suddenly appeared behind Elder Wei.

With a kick to his back, another sound of cracking bones rang out.

This time, the sound was even louder.

Elder Wei collapsed to the ground, heavily injured, making it impossible for him to stand up anymore…

Bang…

A gunshot rang out.

Amidst the silent night, it sounded very clear.

A sense of danger enveloped Zheng Feifan's heart.

His head instinctively tilted to the side, dodging the gunshot by a hair's breadth.

His Physique was astonishing; wherever there were muscles, bullets could not penetrate his defense.

But getting hit in the head was still very dangerous…

Zheng Feifan abruptly turned his head and discovered Zhaos father, whose face was filled with shock and who was holding a gun in his hand.

Zhaos father was immensely shocked.

He had just launched a sneak attack with a shot, thinking it would hit the head, but in the end, it was still dodged by him.

An Anjin expert was truly terrifying to this extent.

Just as he intended to pull the trigger again, his vision suddenly blurred, and a sharp pain shot through his wrist.

It had actually been snapped.

Losing strength, it hung down limply.

"Ah…"

A miserable scream had just escaped his mouth when it was blocked by a gun barrel, rendering him unable to make another sound.

The group of bodyguards behind him snapped back to their senses.

They successively pulled out their weapons.

"Let go of our boss."

"Kid… Do you know who our boss is? Put down the gun immediately."

Zheng Feifan impatiently dug into his ear.

"All of you shut up. Say another word, and I will blow his head off with a single shot."

"You…"

The bodyguards instantly did not dare to utter a sound.

They only stared at him with angry gazes.

"Talk. What on earth is going on? Why are so many of you here to kill me?"

Hearing Zheng Feifan ask for the reason, Zhaos father thought of his son's death, and his pain shifted.

He felt that his twisted wrist was not as painful anymore.

His eyes were filled with venomous malice.

"Speak! Weren't you brave enough to shoot at me? Why are you suddenly too cowardly to say even a single word?"

"Oh… I almost forgot that you can't speak…"

Zheng Feifan slapped his forehead.

Only then did he remember that his gun was jammed inside the other party's mouth, so how could he speak?

Removing the gun blocking his mouth, Zhaos father still didn't speak.

"Were you not very arrogant just now, fucking fellow? You even wanted to kill me? Why are you mute now?"

Zheng Feifan felt a bit uncomfortable being looked at by his venomous gaze.

He held the gun stock and smashed it heavily against his head a few times.

Bang, bang, bang…

Zhaos father still remained silent.

"Not talking, are you?"

Zheng Feifan's gaze flashed as he looked at one of the bodyguards.

"You explain what is going on. Why do you want to kill me? If you don't speak, I will beat him to death…"

As he spoke, he raised the gun, its muzzle intentionally or unintentionally aiming at Zhaos fathers head.

The bodyguard's face was filled with grief and indignation.

"You killed our Young Master, and you still won't allow us to come take revenge?"

What the hell?

Zheng Feifan's face was full of bewilderment.

Ever since he returned to the country, he had always been a model youth. When on earth did he kill anyone?

He asked with a frown.

"Make things clear. Who is your Young Master?"

"Our Young Master is Zhao Lei…"

Zheng Feifan remembered.

The Young Master he taught a lesson to yesterday, which was the guy who blacklisted Xu Hongzhuang.

He was even planning to go find him tomorrow to teach him another lesson.

How did he just die?

He admitted that the beating he administered yesterday was indeed a bit severe, but it was not fatal at all.

"What on earth is going on?"

Zheng Feifan's tone cooled down, feeling that the matter within was not simple.

Hearing this, the bodyguard was extremely grief-stricken and indignant.

This guy not only killed the Young Master, but he also wanted them to recount the specific process.

There was no limit to such bullying.

But with Zhaos father pointed at by the gun muzzle, he had no choice but to speak.

"After our Young Master was beaten by you yesterday, he had been recuperating in the Hospital. In the afternoon, someone impersonated a nurse and poisoned the Young Master to death…"

"Before the Young Master died, he left a dying message pointing to your name. Wasn't this done by you?"

Zheng Feifan was even more dumbfounded.

He definitely didn't kill the person.

In the afternoon, he had been working at the company and looking at beauties.

Besides, even if he wanted to kill someone, he wouldn't do it so openly and aboveboard.

Jiuzhou is a society ruled by law.

Here, it emphasizes paying for a life with a life.

Having just beaten someone up and turning around to kill them right after, he wasn't stupid to that extent…

Then the question arose: why would that Young Master Zhao point his dying message toward himself?

This was the part he couldn't understand.

He felt as though he was shrouded in mist, unable to see clearly, with an invisible giant hand behind the scenes manipulating everything.

Thinking that someone behind the scenes was out to get him, Zheng Feifan was in a very bad mood and said coldly,

"I did not kill him. This is obviously a frame-up. Can't you guys tell?"

"You are still arguing sophistry! Wasn't it you who beat our Young Master yesterday and said that if the blacklist against Xu Hongzhuang wasn't revoked today, you would come looking for him again, and it wouldn't be as simple as just a beating?"

Zheng Feifan was unable to refute for a moment.

It was true that he had said such words.

But that was just a threat, and anyone with discerning eyes could hear it.

At most, he would just find him to beat him up again.

It wouldn't lead to killing someone…

"Are you fucking pig-headed? That was a threat, can't you understand?"

"I just made a threat, and then killed someone the next day. Am I that stupid?"

Unable to stand this group of idiots, Zheng Feifan cursed loudly.