After a day of training, Wang Zheng returned home, and the father and son had a simple dinner. Li Liang wasn't working overtime; she had left for a meeting in the capital three days ago. He'd heard that their research on spiritual energy had made a major breakthrough, and he didn't know when she'd be back.
Wang Zheng wasn't that sentimental. He missed his mother after not seeing her for three days. After all, when he was in school, his mother worked overtime a lot, and it was common for them not to see each other for several days. The main problem was that the supply of beast meat was almost gone. He already felt that his improvement speed was too slow. If the supply of beast meat were cut off, it would be worse than death for him.
After finishing his meal, Wang Zheng went for his usual run downstairs, following his daily route. As he turned into the alley behind the residential area, his ears twitched. He heard rustling footsteps behind him and slowly stopped. Turning around, he saw more than a dozen figures under the dim streetlights at the alley entrance.
The other party clearly had ill intentions and had figured out his patterns of action. Wang Zheng immediately tensed up, holding his breath and preparing to decide whether to run away or take action.
At this moment, the man with the slicked-back hair walked up and said, "Wang Zheng, our young master would like to meet you. We hope you will do us the honor of joining us."
As soon as Wang Zheng activated his scan, the furrowed brows of the ordinary people whose overall abilities were below 10 gradually relaxed, and they asked in surprise, "Who is Wang Zheng? You've mistaken me for someone else. My name is Wang Jia."
Upon hearing Wang Zheng's blatant lies, a dozen or so henchmen behind the slick-haired man surrounded him, wielding steel pipes and baseball bats.
The man with the slicked-back hair laughed and said, "Young Master Wang, don't joke around. How can you survive in this world if you can't even recognize people?"
Wang Zheng laughed too: "In the underworld?" He originally thought that Yang Wei had sent people to retaliate, but Yang Wei knew his own strength and would never send these people to deliver vegetables. Now he was really curious and wondered where he had offended someone.
After taking two steps closer, the man with the slicked-back hair suddenly changed his expression and kicked out at Wang Zheng's chest. Although the man looked weak, Wang Zheng was afraid of a trap, so he slightly turned his body to dodge the kick. Then, he kicked forward with his right leg, twisted his hips, and raised his elbow, hitting the man with the slicked-back hair in the chest. The man with the slicked-back hair flew back at an even faster speed than when he came, taking a group of his underlings with him. After struggling for a long time, he was unable to get up again.
A group of henchmen, weapons in hand, stared at each other, none daring to approach. Seeing how easily the enemy was defeated, Wang Zheng didn't wait for them to hesitate. He activated his Thorn Heart and charged into the crowd like a tiger among sheep, without dodging or using any special moves or footwork, taking them down one by one with a punch.
In the blink of an eye, four or five more people fell. The remaining few were so frightened by Wang Zheng's bravery that they scattered and fled. Wang Zheng looked at his 200/200 stamina and sighed, "That was really too dangerous. Luckily, I was more skilled and almost lost all my health."
Seeing that his other underlings had already run far away, Wang Zheng didn't care and was too lazy to chase after them. He slowly walked up to the man with the slicked-back hair and stomped hard on the man's face.
"You're a gangster, huh? I'll show you what gangster life is all about! I'll show you what gangster life is all about! I told you my name is Wang Jia, and you still dare to cause me trouble! You still dare to cause me trouble!"
Looking at the slicked-back hair's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, Wang Zheng asked, "Speak for yourself. Don't disappoint me. You'd better be firm."
Big Back was sweating profusely with a headache, his hands gripping the cracks in the ground so tightly that his knuckles were turning white.
After a while, he took out a cell phone from his pocket and handed it over.
Wang Zheng was furious as he looked at the photo on his phone. The photo showed Curly Hair dangling in the air by his two thumbs tied together, barely able to touch the ground by standing on tiptoe. His face was bruised and swollen beyond recognition, and his body was covered in blood.
Seeing Wang Zheng's expression change repeatedly, the slick-haired man sneered, "South City Mansion, you won't... ah—"
A fierce glint flashed in Wang Zheng's eyes. Suddenly, he grabbed one of the slick-back-haired man's arms and twisted and pulled it cleanly and decisively.
Ignoring the tooth-grinding sound of bones breaking, he stomped heavily on his other arm with his right foot. The kick was fierce and accurate, dislocating the slick-haired man's arm and twisting it unnaturally backward.
Hearing Big Back Hair rolling and howling on the ground, Wang Zheng found it extremely annoying. He kicked out and with a "bang," Big Back Hair passed out.
After quickly gathering his thoughts, Wang Zheng went straight home. Wang Shengrong looked at Wang Zheng, who was covered in blood, without saying a word, and calmly stared at him.
Looking at the man in front of him, Wang Zheng handed over the phone to the man with the slicked-back hair.
"Dad, someone has arrested my classmate and wants me to go to the South City Mansion within half an hour."
In the past, Wang Zheng would never have dared to involve Wang Shengrong in such a dangerous situation. However, after seeing his father's strength value of 58 points, he no longer worried about his parents' safety.
After all, even the mother of an A-level Awakened only had a maximum of 66 points in spirit among the five attributes.
"So what do you think?" Wang Shengrong remained calm, as if he were simply asking him what dishes he wanted to eat.
"I want to go. I feel like this group is after me. They've figured out my night running route and specifically wait until my mom isn't home before attacking me. Even if I don't go this time, they'll do it again next time..."
"Go if you want to." Wang Shengrong interrupted Wang Zheng directly, his voice very calm and reassuring.
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Wang Shengrong drove very fast all the way, and soon arrived at the entrance of Chengnan Mansion.
Although it's called a mansion, it's actually a villa area in the city. As soon as the car stopped at the gate, a doorman came to greet us.
Wang Shengrong turned to Wang Zheng and said, "Go ahead and do whatever you want without any worries."
Wang Zheng was a little surprised. He thought his father would come in with him, but since his father dared to say that, he must have something to rely on. Wang Zheng nodded and then got out of the car.
"Mr. Wang Zheng, is that right? Please follow me. Our young master has been waiting for quite some time." The doorman smiled broadly, but Wang Zheng didn't want to waste any more words on him and gestured for him to lead the way.
Although this place is called a mansion, it is not the kind of old-fashioned villa, but a villa complex with a more Chinese style. The paths inside are winding and meandering, and you really can't find your way in on your own without someone to guide you.
After walking for several more minutes, Wang Zheng was already quite impatient. Finally, they arrived at the place. It wasn't particularly magnificent or glittering; it was just an ordinary Chinese courtyard. The doorman pushed open the gate, led Wang Zheng directly into the hall, and then quickly withdrew.
When I was walking outside, I didn't think the house was anything special, but once I went inside, I realized it was a hidden gem; the interior space was enormous.
"Wang Zheng, right? Fang Hao is in a pretty bad situation right now. Are you here to stand up for him?" Just as Wang Zheng was observing his surroundings, a frivolous voice came over.
Wang Zheng stepped out of the entrance hall and looked up. He saw a man and a woman standing in the center of the living room. The moment he saw the woman, Wang Zheng's pupils contracted sharply. He finally realized who hated him so much, who had planned all of this, and who even wanted to torture Curly to provoke him.
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