Jiang Shen stepped forward and moved the wooden cabinet aside.
A small double iron door appeared below.
This is an entrance to a secret underground chamber!
Cheng Zhiwen felt all the blood rush to his head and roared, "Smash it open!"
Jiang Shen pulled a short knife from his waist, pried open the iron plate, and revealed a secret passage.
He lit a fire with his left hand and held the gun holster at his waist with his right, walking ahead to enter the secret passage first.
Cheng Zhiwen followed behind.
After passing through a short passage, we arrived at an archway made of gray and white bricks.
Cheng Zhiwen bowed and passed through.
Suddenly, a piercing scream rang out.
"Get away from me! Don't touch me! Waaaaah—"
It's Shen Qing's voice!
She's still alive!
Cheng Zhiwen ran forward following the sound and came to a wooden door.
He kicked the door and yelled, "Open the door!"
There was a moment of silence inside, then Shen Qing's scream rang out again: "Cheng Zhiwen! Help me! Help me! Help—"
The sound stopped abruptly.
Fear gripped Cheng Zhiwen as he frantically kicked the door, yelling, "Cheng Zhiwu! Open the door! Open the door now! Or I'll kill you!"
Keep kicking the door.
But the door was incredibly sturdy, and no matter how hard he kicked it, he couldn't open it.
He roared, "Jiang Shen! Give me the gun!"
Jiang Shen immediately pulled out a pistol from its holster and presented it with both hands.
He took it, stepped back a few paces, aimed the gun at the wooden door, and pulled the trigger.
"Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang!..."
The bullets struck the wooden door, leaving several marks. Cheng Zhiwu, holding the gun in one hand, kicked the door hard.
The door panel cracked along several gun holes.
Cheng Zhiwen continued kicking, and finally the door was kicked open.
He charged in, gun in hand—
Shen Qing huddled in the corner of the bed, a hairpin knife pressed against her neck, while Cheng Zhiwu sat in front of her, covering her mouth with his hand.
Seeing him rush in, Shen Qing looked at him with despair in her tear-filled eyes.
He strode forward, raised his right hand holding the gun, pressed the muzzle against Cheng Zhiwu's head, and roared, "Take your hand off and get out of here!"
Cheng Zhiwu sneered as he released his grip, jumped off the bed, and clapped his hands: "Lord Qi wanted to take his sister-in-law away, so I kindly helped her hide here. I did it all for you, Zhiwen."
Cheng Zhiwen squinted at him, clenching her back teeth so tightly that her jaw muscles bulged.
He roared, "Jiang Shen!"
Jiang Shen quickly entered the room: "Yes!"
"Take Miss Zhu back to the courtyard! Quickly!"
Jiang Shen quickly stepped forward to help Shen Qing get out of bed.
A darker stain immediately appeared on the red bed sheet.
Cheng Zhiwen immediately looked at Shen Qing's lower body and saw that her light gold nightgown was completely stained red with blood!
Realizing that she might have been violated by Cheng Zhiwu, her pupils contracted sharply, and she pressed the gun to Cheng Zhiwu's forehead, roaring in anguish, "You touched her! I'll kill you!"
The hand pulled the trigger.
Cheng Zhiwu smiled and pushed the gun away.
He was confident that Cheng Zhiwen wouldn't touch him for the sake of another woman.
“Zhiwen, you must remember one thing,” he said, glancing at Cheng Zhiwen with a smug look, “Brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes.”
After saying that, he tugged at his long gown and prepared to leave.
With a "bang," a bullet struck the ground at his feet.
He instinctively jumped back and stared at Cheng Zhiwen in astonishment.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Zhiwen actually fired a gun: "Zhiwen, are you crazy? You'd shoot me for a woman?"
Another bullet struck the wall next to him, but instead of hitting him, it grazed his sleeve.
"I'm going to kill you!" Cheng Zhiwen pressed the gun against his forehead again. "I'm going to kill you!"
Jiang Shen couldn't bear to let Shen Qing see this, so he picked her up and quickly left the dungeon.
He carried Shen Qing into the courtyard, and Qi Zhenheng came up to him excitedly: "We found her? Is she alright? Quickly bring her inside!"
Jiang Shen carried Shen Qing into the room and put her on the bed.
Shen Qing was still clutching the hairpin knife in her hand, trembling all over.
Ziyan brought in hot water, pulled back the blanket under Shen Qing, and wanted her to lie down in bed.
The pearl-white quilt cover was stained red with blood.
Zi Yan was startled and quickly turned Shen Qing over to check her injuries: "Miss Zhu, are you injured? Where are you hurt?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he saw a patch of blood on Shen Qing's buttocks.
Zi Yan was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly.
Qi Zhenheng saw it too, and stepped forward to cover Shen Qing with the quilt.
He turned to Ziyan and yelled, "Go find a doctor! Quickly! Go find a doctor! Find a female doctor!"
Zi Yan stared blankly and said, "Oh, oh!"
Seeing her in a daze, Qi Zhenheng roared, "Hurry up and go!"
Zi Yan then came to her senses and ran towards the door.
Qi Zhenheng turned around, bent down to look at Shen Qing, and said painfully, "Qing'er... Qing'er... you've suffered so much..."
Tears dripped onto the sheets.
Shen Qing snapped out of her daze, suddenly stretched out her arms, hugged him, and cried out, "It's Cheng Zhiwu! It's Cheng Zhiwu!"
Qi Zhenheng gritted his teeth, his tears flowing even more profusely.
"Don't worry! Your brother will definitely avenge you!"
...
After handing Shen Qing over to Qi Zhenheng, Jiang Shen immediately led his men into the dungeon.
Cheng Zhiwen was still facing off against Cheng Zhiwu, with the muzzle of his gun still pressed against Cheng Zhiwu's forehead.
"Zhiwen, do you remember that summer when you were seven years old? It was so hot that you couldn't stand it and secretly went to swim in the river by the door to cool off?"
"Yes! I almost drowned, and you jumped into the river and pulled me out!"
Cheng Zhiwu smiled and nodded: "So you still remember. I thought you had forgotten. Back then, I was only two years older than you and I couldn't swim. I almost drowned myself trying to pull you out."
Cheng Zhiwen remained silent, staring at him with a gloomy expression.
"In another year, the government came to the Cheng family to select young men to study in the United States. Father originally decided to send me out because I am older than you and more suitable to go to the United States. After you found out, you also insisted on going to the United States. Your parents couldn't bear to part with you and refused to let you go no matter what. It was only on the day of departure that I pretended to be sick. Your parents had no choice but to send you on the ship."
“Zhiwen,” Cheng Zhiwu’s eyes suddenly reddened, “I truly cherish you as my younger brother. From childhood to adulthood, I’ve given you whatever you wanted, and I even almost drowned myself to save you.”
Cheng Zhiwen clenched his teeth so hard that his jaw muscles bulged, stared fiercely at Cheng Zhiwu, and roared, "You did the heinous thing of kidnapping and detaining my lover, and you say you cherish me, your brother?"
He Fei looked at Jiang Shen in shock.
Jiang Shen shook his head, signaling him not to make a fuss.
"Your lover?" Cheng Zhiwu chuckled softly. "If you truly loved her, why did you insist on breaking off the engagement in the first place?"
Cheng Zhiwen stared at him intently, without saying a word.
“That year, Mr. Shen, the rice merchant, brought his youngest daughter to our mansion to pay his respects. I fell in love with the youngest daughter of the Shen family at first sight. I could tell that you liked her too, so when Father arranged this marriage for me, I refused, because I knew that this was the only way Father would arrange the marriage for you…”
Cheng Zhiwen was furious. With the gun pointed at his forehead, she pushed it forward again and roared, "Since you've refused, then give up on this idea for the rest of your life!"
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