Qin Bing quickly learned of Zhou Guodong's gun attack. He nearly killed someone again; Huang Rong was too ruthless, actually trying to kill someone! This was unexpected. The call was made by Li Ping. Currently, Qin Bing was under "confined" by Deputy Commander Cheng, forbidden from leaving the barracks unless on duty, a decision tacitly approved by the Commander-in-Chief.

Although Qin Bing was highly regarded by his commander, he had already crossed the line by teaching Old Huang's grandson a lesson. If someone were to die, even the commander would not be able to bear the responsibility.

Li Ping received a report from his subordinates immediately. They said that a shooting had occurred in broad daylight, with five guns firing at an unarmed person. The scene was chaotic and caused panic among the public.

Upon further questioning, the result left Li Ping dumbfounded. He exclaimed that this person was amazing, having actually taken down five armed thugs with his bare hands.

But the officer under him then said with a wry smile, "Chief Li, this is not all. We took them down, and apart from those five thugs, no one was injured. But those five thugs died from their injuries on the way to the hospital in the ambulance!"

Li Ping quickly inquired. By then, the officers had already brought Zhang Guodong back to the municipal police station, saving him the trouble of explaining. Just half an hour earlier, Zhang Guodong had gone to the police station to receive commendation, and now, half an hour later, he was back in.

The police officers who were waiting for Zhang Guodong overheard their colleagues' conversation and began to look at Zhang Guodong strangely. Saving lives first, then killing—they've all ended up happening at the same time.

However, the police were quite polite to Zhang Guodong. After all, all five of the other men were armed, which clearly indicated that Zhang Guodong was the victim; this could be determined without much interrogation.

When Li Ping saw Zhang Guodong, his mouth dropped open in disbelief. He looked utterly bewildered.

"Why are you back in again?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ping gave an awkward smile and said, "The 'victim' of that shooting earlier... you weren't it, were you?"

"Chief Li, the shooting on Molu Road. The victim... This is Mr. Zhang, but all five assailants are dead." The officer beside him, seeing that Deputy Chief Li actually knew Zhang Guodong, immediately explained.

The police officer who responded to the call clearly hadn't seen Li Ping and Zhang Guodong chatting together beforehand. However, having dealt with all sorts of people all the time, the officer was quite observant.

Li Ping was truly shocked. Looking at Zhang Guodong, he didn't know what to say. "Look at this," he said. "He just saved two people the day before. He was praised just today, and less than half an hour later, he was attacked by five thugs with five guns. They clearly wanted to silence him!"

This was premeditated revenge!

Royal City Club? Huang Rong?

This is serious!

"You must investigate this thoroughly. This could be a premeditated murder. Xiao Li, take two men to the Municipal People's Hospital immediately. Go to the intensive care unit and protect a patient named Ding Yu. There should be two more police officers there. Five people in total, go there right away!" Li Ping's expression changed, and he immediately said.

Ding Xiaoyu is being protected by Bai Jiawei and the two police officers previously requested. Li Ping immediately suspected the Royal City Club and Huang Rong—were they planning revenge against Zhang Guodong? The investigation into the suicide case is currently stalled because the victim is unconscious, and the testimony is only from the Royal City Club's side. If Ding Xiaoqie also gets into trouble, the investigation will be impossible to continue.

"Yes, Director Li!" Xiao Li, who was accompanying him, called two colleagues and immediately went out.

Zhang Guodong appreciated Li Ping's speculation, of course. His face remained calm. As for Ding Xiaoyu, Bai Jiawei, who had taken leave, and two police officers were there. Moreover, the People's Hospital wasn't far from the police station, and Zhang Guodong's mental energy constantly covered and monitored the situation.

"I'm going to have to trouble Brother Li again!" Zhang Guodong said with a forced smile.

"What trouble? These thugs are too arrogant. Let's go, let's make a statement first to find out what happened." Li Ping was overjoyed when he heard Zhang Guodong call him Brother Li.

Qin Bing, the squad leader, was impressive, but both he and Zhang Guodong operated in the military and political spheres. However, Li Tu seemed to have a very powerful background. Li Ping began to consider befriending Zhang Guodong.

He's only in his thirties, he still has a bright future. But without connections, this deputy director might end up...

Alright.

In a short while, Zhang Guodong recounted the events. It was actually quite simple; Zhang Guodong didn't speculate on who the most likely suspect was, even though he knew. He wouldn't say it himself, but simply recounted the brief details of the shooting.

No matter what happened, the police station already had a record. They couldn't forget what happened the day before, after all, it was an incident at the Royal City Club, something people were talking about. How the police would judge it was no longer Zhang Guodong's concern.

Villa No. 2 in the Southwest Provincial Party Committee compound.

After Xi Wendong finished eating, he was about to leave when his father called him back.

"Sit down, let's talk," Governor Xi said calmly, pointing to the sofa as he sat in the living room.

Xi Wendong was quite surprised. The old man actually wanted to chat with him? He usually didn't like him.

"Dad, I'm busy right now, let's talk when I get back tonight?" Xi Wendong said somewhat impatiently. He was in his thirties, but still single. However, although single, he secretly had a son and a daughter. Both were his mistresses. This had fostered his habit of keeping his family separate while away from home.

Huang Rong just called him and Xiang Cheng over to discuss some very important matters.

"Sit down when I tell you to, stop being so long-winded!" Xi's father frowned and scolded. As the governor of a province, his long-cultivated authority even intimidated his own son.

"Wen Dong, you're not getting any younger. It's time to get married. Otherwise, what will people think of the Xi family? Your father wants you to sit down because he has something to ask you!" Xi's mother said as she walked out of the kitchen.

Xi Wendong could only obediently sit down, but in his heart he was thinking, "Has Huang Rong met with Xiang Cheng yet?" Little did he know, Xiang Cheng was also being questioned by his father at that moment.

"How did the girl who jumped off the building at the Royal City Club come about?" Xi's father asked.

Xi Wendong's heart skipped a beat, but he feigned surprise and said, "It seems like he was having a mental breakdown, so he jumped off the building. This person, if he was so desperate, why did he try to take his own life?"

Xi's father's eyes were sharp and piercing, like those of an eagle. Staring at his son, it seemed as if he could see right into the deepest recesses of his heart.

"Is that so? I heard you are one of the shareholders of Kuncheng Royal Club? If so, withdraw immediately."

"Dad, who told you that?" Xi Wendong stood up in surprise.

"No matter who you heard it from, that Imperial City Club is a place for networking, but it's also a powder keg! And there's Xiang Cheng from Secretary Xiang's family, and Huang Rong from the Huang family in Beijing. Keep your distance from them, and don't get involved anymore!" Seeing his son's reaction, Xi's father immediately understood everything.

Others told him his son was one of the managers of the Kuncheng Royal Club, but he didn't quite believe it. After all, although Xi Wendong did business, it was only a small amount, around a million yuan, and his family was very strict with him. How could he possibly become a shareholder of the Royal Club? How much money would that require?

But upon hearing and seeing this, Ci Li understood immediately. Xiang Cheng, from Secretary Xiang's family, had also become involved and was now very close to Huang Rong, a member of the third generation of the Huang family from Beijing.

Even with this confirmation, Xi's father remained uneasy. There are countless examples of gods fighting, and mortals suffering. A suicide had occurred in Kuncheng City, and at the Imperial Club no less. Both sides involved were influential figures; it would be strange if the provincial party committee hadn't heard about it. His secretary quickly gathered considerable information after inquiring about the matter.

The commander of the provincial military district's guard regiment led his soldiers to arrest Huang Rong of the Huang family. Afterwards, they released him, and it is said that Huang Rong was beaten half to death.

In the end, it was only after a deputy commander of the military region intervened that the person was released.

But as the economic leader of a province, Xi Jinping's father was more concerned about the impact of this matter and who was behind it. Who is Qin Bing? He's a member of the princeling faction in Beijing.

Why teach Huang Rong? A god-sister? Who is she? Although it's impossible to find out immediately, who can say that there aren't other powerful forces behind someone who can become the god-sister of a princeling?

Xi Wendong gave a vague reply, saying he wasn't involved in shareholder matters and didn't take it seriously at all. In fact, the Royal City Club's profit distribution was quite unique. It didn't have a fixed group of shareholders.

What it requires is that the children of the top two officials in a province only acknowledge the title, not the person. If Secretary Xiang and Governor Xi are no longer the top two officials in Southwest Province, then Xi Wendong and Xiang Cheng's positions as heads of the Kunming Royal Club must be revoked, and they become...

Naturally, they wouldn't get any of the dividends.

Xi Wendong exuded an air of extravagance, while Xiang Cheng, though composed, was also susceptible to the allure of money and power. Since becoming one of the managers, the two had amassed a considerable fortune from the club. Not only did they earn over 20 million in three years, but they also cultivated numerous connections in the political, military, and business spheres, resulting in a substantial wealth.

As soon as her son left, Xi's mother said, "Old Xi, isn't the Imperial City Club supposed to be very powerful, with people from the capital? Besides, our son can't really play much of a role there, can he?"

“I don’t object to associating with those princelings, but I’m worried that he might get involved. Xiang Cheng from the Xiang family is in there now, so it’s risky. But it’s better to be safe than sorry!” Xi’s father said worriedly.

When Xi Wendong and Xiang Cheng met, they both learned that they had been interrogated by their strict fathers.

Xi Wendong was only surprised, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

But Xiang Cheng thought about it for a long time.

After the two reunited with Huang Rong, who was still injured, the revenge against Zhang Guodong began once again.

"Let's see how long that kid can live?!" Huang Rong, half-reclining in a luxury van, issued the order, hung up the phone, and sneered menacingly. But the slightest movement caused him excruciating pain, as if needles were pricking his body, making him grimace.

Beside them, Xiang Cheng and Xi Wendong were keeping them company. Huang Rong had his own channels, and so did the two of them. Now that they were tied together, they couldn't leave without making some gesture.

Huang Rong grinned maliciously, and the two men immediately burst into laughter. To maintain secrecy, they hadn't even brought a fourth person. Xi Wendong was driving the car.

Bi: Updates have been less frequent these past few days. I won't go into too much detail about the Heavenly Dao, as I've mentioned it several times already, but I'm hoping this period will pass quickly. Autumn is almost here; if it's not so muggy, the Heavenly Dao can raise the temperature.

It's tough for writers at the bottom of the ladder.