What news is it?
Upon hearing what Grandma Xia said, Wu Tian hurriedly asked, his heart filled with turmoil.
His investigation into the massacre of the Wu family came to an abrupt end with the Sun family. At this moment, the sudden news was like a beacon suddenly lit in the darkness.
A barely perceptible flicker of excitement crossed his eyes.
Grandma Xia took a slow breath and said leisurely, "Rumor has it that your parents suddenly obtained a treasure, which is why they were killed. As for what kind of treasure it is, there is no news."
Upon hearing this, Wu Tian's eyes suddenly dimmed, his disappointment evident. This news was like a distant echo to him, utterly worthless.
Just as he was lost in thought, Grandma Xia’s voice rang out again, “Although no one knows what the treasure is, rumors say that the person who spread the word that your parents obtained the treasure was your father’s good brother, Ren Changqing.”
"Ren Changqing?"
Wu Tian exclaimed in surprise; the name was all too familiar to him.
This person was his father's good brother, and also his childhood friend—Ren Gang's father.
Eight years ago, on his wedding day, Ren Changqing was absent for some reason, and Ren Gang also escaped the massacre by chance.
He hadn't noticed it before, but now, upon closer reflection, the various coincidences seemed to rely on a complex web, sending a chill down his spine.
Despite his deep suspicions, he still couldn't believe that Ren Changqing would betray them.
Finally, he asked the driver to stop the car, found out where Ren Changqing lived, and then instructed Jin Lingyun to take Xia Xue and Old Madam Xia back to Guanyun Residence, while he went to find Ren Changqing alone.
Yangliu Lane, hidden amidst the prosperity of Linhai, is like an old man with a face full of wrinkles, witnessing the growth of Linhai City.
On this old road, the surface is mottled, as if telling stories of the past, and the stench inadvertently enters people's nostrils.
Walking along this winding old street, Wu Tian's feelings were as complex as a tapestry.
His footsteps echoed countless times on this road, and every stone seemed to remember his childhood laughter and chases with Ren Gang.
At that time, the street was a pristine and untouched scene, filled with a carefree fragrance.
This place witnessed firsthand his pure friendship with Ren Gang and their youth that will never fade.
However, as time passed, Wu Tian's once carefree smile was gone, and his brotherhood with Ren Gang seemed to be shrouded in an uncertain shadow.
He vowed to punish those who had harmed his family severely, but faced with the possible truth, his inner struggle and contradictions surged like the undercurrents in the night.
Amidst these conflicting emotions, he quietly stopped downstairs at Ren Gang's house.
As night fell, thousands of lights slowly illuminated his lost childhood.
Downstairs, a bustling food street was brightly lit.
Despite the stench, it couldn't diminish the allure of delicious food.
The young faces, dressed in cool and refreshing attire, exuded youthful energy.
They sat around the barbecue stall, enjoying the delicious food, their laughter and conversation creating a beautiful scene of everyday life.
This scene, with its long-lost warmth and bustle, made Wu Tian feel somewhat dazed, as if he had crossed the barriers of time and returned to that simple and pure era.
"Splash—"
A crisp sound of shattering glass, like a sudden alarm bell, instantly froze the surrounding noise.
As if drawn by an invisible force, everyone's gaze turned in unison to the source of the sound.
Wu Tian's gaze involuntarily turned towards it.
Not far away, in front of a barbecue stall, a young man with flamboyant blond hair and wearing a floral shirt stood arrogantly, holding a broken shard of a wine bottle and shouting, "If you don't pay your protection money today, you might as well close your stall."
The barbecue stall owner was a young man in his thirties, with a weathered face.
To Wu Tian's surprise, the stall owner turned out to be his childhood friend, Ren Gang.
He originally thought Ren Gang should be a teacher at this time, after all, his father Ren Changqing was a middle school teacher, and the path had been paved long ago.
Moreover, Ren Gang followed in his father's footsteps and attended a teachers' college.
At this moment, Ren Gang faced the blond-haired youth with a gentle smile on his face. "Brother blond-haired youth, I just opened for business today. Could you give me a few more days? I'll offer it to you with both hands once I've raised enough money."
"Get lost!" The blond-haired man's eyes widened, his face displaying an unquestionable expression. He shouted, "What do you take me for? In this world, where have you ever seen a business that does business on credit? Pay up now, or don't blame me for smashing up your stall."
Ren Gang clasped his hands together and pleaded, "Brother Huangmao, my elderly father is seriously ill, and all the money has been used for his treatment. I really... have no money..."
Although his face was filled with pain and sincerity, the blond-haired man ignored it and showed no sympathy whatsoever.
He glanced at the surrounding diners and said coldly, "This stall is closed tonight. If you want to eat, go somewhere else."
Upon hearing this, the diners fled like startled birds, leaving behind a mess and Ren Gang feeling bitter.
The departure of diners means no hope of revenue and no chance of recovering costs.
The blond-haired man smirked and threatened, "I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't pay up, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Ren Gang was filled with fear and despair, pleading repeatedly, "Brother Yellow Hair, I really have no money..."
"Bang!"
Before he could finish speaking, the blond-haired man smashed the broken bottle in his hand onto the ground and roared, "Smash it!"
"Stop!" Ren Gang shouted desperately, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
"Bang bang bang!"
A series of dull yet intense sounds pierced the night sky. Ren Gang's barbecue stall remained unscathed, while the thugs who were about to vandalize it scattered and fell to the ground like fallen leaves.
In an instant, cries of agony and gasps of amazement filled the entire street.
All eyes converged like magnets, turning to look at the center of the arena.
But then a young man dressed in black strode toward the blond-haired man like a cheetah.
This person was none other than Wu Tian.
When the blond-haired man saw that his good deed had been ruined, his expression changed drastically, and a sinister sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth. "Kid, you dare to meddle in my business? You must be tired of living, right?"
Before he finished speaking, Wu Tian appeared in front of Huang Mao like a shadow.
With a gentle lift of his hand, a crisp slap pierced the night sky.
The blond-haired man spun around like a top a few times before finally stopping, still in shock and disbelief.
I felt a sharp pain in my mouth, and several teeth unfortunately came loose.
His face contorted in rage, and he roared hysterically, "You bastard, you're in deep trouble! You're going to die today!"
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