Emptying the Family Fortune, I Bring Hundreds of Billions to Marry the Fiercest Officer

She wakes up to find herself, a terminally ill patient, transmigrated into the cannon fodder female supporting character in an 80s novel.

She is the daughter of the department store king of S...

Chapter 71 The Dockside Murder Scheme

Chapter 71 The Dockside Murder Scheme

Midnight, at the Shiliupu Wharf in Shanghai.

The river breeze carried a salty, fishy, ​​and rotten smell of rust, chilling one to the bone.

A jeep was parked at the entrance to the dock, its lights off, blending into the darkness.

The car door opened, and a long, straight leg stepped out first, wearing a pair of mid-heeled leather shoes.

Su Wantang got out of the car, closed the door, and walked alone towards the dark, abandoned warehouse that resembled the mouth of a giant beast.

The crisp "tap, tap, tap" of high heels on the uneven cement ground was the only sound on this deathly silent dock.

The warehouse's iron door was ajar, and she pushed it open with a creak.

A strong smell of mildew and dust hit me.

Deep inside the warehouse, a few dim light bulbs hung down, barely illuminating a patch of open space in the middle.

Lin Zihang stood there, a sickly, twisted smile on his face.

He was no longer the dashing young master of the Lin family. He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable, with sunken eyes and high cheekbones. His once handsome face was now filled with a morbid excitement and twisted resentment.

"Su Wantang, you actually dared to come." His voice was hoarse and distorted, filled with deep-seated hatred.

His gaze seemed to be glued to the stunning curves outlined by her cheongsam, from her full breasts to her slender waist and then to her pert and rounded buttocks.

Finally, he greedily stopped at the slit of her cheongsam, at the faintly visible white leg line, which he couldn't tear off no matter what.

"Tsk tsk, she's getting more and more charming. No wonder she can bewitch someone like Lu Jingyan."

Behind him, on a dilapidated wooden chair, Zheng Xiaorou was tightly bound with hemp rope, a dirty rag stuffed in her mouth, only able to make "woo woo" sounds, her big eyes filled with tears and fear.

There were four men standing nearby.

Each of them exuded a fierce aura, their temples bulging, carrying sharpened steel pipes and machetes, their eyes fixed menacingly on Su Wantang.

Su Wantang's gaze swept over the trembling Zheng Xiaorou, and finally settled on Lin Zihang's distorted face.

Her expression was frighteningly calm.

"I've seen the person. Now it's time for you to fulfill my terms."

"Hahahaha!" Lin Zihang laughed wildly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He laughed so hard that he was doubled over and tears were streaming down his face.

"Su Wantang, Su Wantang, have you lost your mind from sleeping with men? Do you still think you're in charge now?"

He abruptly stopped laughing, and his expression instantly turned ferocious.

"Do you think I'm still that stray dog ​​you kicked aside and made to crawl out of Shanghai like a dog?!"

He took two steps forward, puffed out his chest triumphantly, and jabbed his heart hard with his finger.

"Let me tell you! I, Lin Zihang, now have a powerful backer! A very important person!"

"He knew you'd come! He said a woman like you cares most about worthless promises and values ​​other people's lives the most!"

"All of this was part of that 'gentleman's' plan!"

The word "sir" caused Su Wantang's pupils to contract almost imperceptibly.

"Enough with the nonsense."

Su Wantang's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion.

What do you want?

"That's more like it." Lin Zihang nodded in satisfaction, his smile growing increasingly manic.

"Wouldn't it have been better if you had been this sensible earlier?"

He held up one finger and shook it.

"That 'gentleman' said he has no interest in trash like Zheng Kai. What he wants is you!"

He paused, then spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Hand over all the backup data about 'Candle Dragon' that you have, and all the secrets left behind by your dead mother, Bai Xiuzhu!"

"If you tell me, I'll release that girl. How about it, isn't that a good deal?"

As he spoke, one of the most sinister-looking henchmen behind him quietly pulled out a glass syringe that had been prepared beforehand from his pocket.

The syringe contained half a tube of turbid, pale yellow liquid.

Su Wantang had already taken in this scene out of the corner of her eye.

Hallucinogens.

Their goal was not to make a deal at all.

Instead, they forced confessions and then killed them to silence them.

"Okay." Su Wantang nodded calmly, as if she hadn't noticed the little gesture.

"I promise you."

She took a few steps forward and stopped five meters away from Zheng Xiaorou.

"However, how do I know you might try something? I need to make sure she's safe first."

"Ha, so many trivial matters even when death is imminent."

Lin Zihang spat impatiently, but still waved to the thugs.

"Let her see! I doubt she can come up with anything clever!"

With permission, Su Wantang took a step and slowly walked towards Zheng Xiaorou, who was tied to the chair.

Lin Zihang and his thugs instinctively gripped their weapons, their eyes filled with vigilance and a hint of cat-and-mouse schadenfreude.

In their eyes, this unarmed woman was already a sitting duck.

The thug with the syringe quietly circled around to Su Wantang's side and behind, waiting for her to get close to Zheng Xiaorou and be at her most relaxed.

He pounced on her and pushed the vial of medicine that could make someone recite their ancestors for eighteen generations into her body.

Three meters.

Two meters.

One meter.

Now!

A fierce glint flashed in the thug's eyes, and he sprang up like a cheetah, the syringe in his hand gleaming coldly, stabbing fiercely into Su Wantang's snow-white, slender neck!

At this critical moment!

Su Wantang moved.

She stomped her foot hard!

It was neither forward nor backward, but rather, with a bizarre gait that defied common sense, its body moved half a meter to the left, like a weightless falling leaf!

Bagua Step!

The thug's deadly needle barely grazed her hair, missing its mark!

He missed his target and looked completely bewildered.

Before he could react...

Su Wantang's hand, which had been empty just moments before, had somehow come to hold several silver needles as thin as cow hair.

A flick of the wrist!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Four streaks of silver light flashed by in the dim light, as fast as lightning!

"ah!"

My hand!

"Hold!"

A series of piercing screams rang out simultaneously from four directions!

The four arrogant thugs, including the one who launched the sneak attack, all clutched their right wrists and howled in pain.

The steel pipes, machetes, and even the syringe in their hands clattered and fell to the ground.

Each silver needle was precisely inserted into the vital acupoints on their wrists.

The excruciating pain, accompanied by a sharp, numbing sensation, caused them to completely lose control of their right hands in an instant.

One move, and four people were crippled!

The smugness and madness on Lin Zihang's face froze instantly, replaced by boundless terror and disbelief.

He watched helplessly as Su Wantang approached like a ghost, delivering a karate chop to his neck while he was still stunned.

Lin Zihang's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed limply to the ground.

Su Wantang didn't even glance at him, quickly untied the ropes binding Zheng Xiaorou and tore the gag from her mouth.

"Don't be afraid, it's alright now."

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

Lin Zihang, who should have fainted, suddenly opened his eyes, a mad glint of suicidal madness flashing in them!

Instead of attacking Su Wantang, he pulled out a palm-sized object from his pocket, which looked like a remote control, and pressed the bright red button on it with all his might!

"Drip—drip—drip—"

The piercing alarm sounded instantly throughout the entire warehouse!

In the four corners of the warehouse, under several inconspicuous burlap sacks, red lights simultaneously lit up, connected to electronic timers whose numbers were rapidly ticking!

【00:10】

【00:09】

【00:08】

"Su Wantang! You bitch!!"

Lin Zihang roared with a contorted face, his laughter more grotesque than a ghost's.

"I knew you'd cheat! 'Sir,' you anticipated this!"

"This entire warehouse is fucking bombed! Even if I die, I'll drag you down with me! Hahahaha!"