Wang Peng stayed in the bedroom for a long time, calling out "Mother" countless times.
Li Guifen remained in a dazed state, showing no signs of improvement.
"Brother, maybe I misheard," Wang Xia sighed softly, glancing at the stunned Li Guifen.
"It's alright, everyone hopes she gets better soon," Wang Peng said. "I'll come back another day, let me know as soon as there's any news."
“Big brother,” Wang Xia shook her head, “I think it’s good that she’s like this, at least she doesn’t cause you any trouble.”
"Don't say things like that, I'm not afraid of trouble." Wang Peng patted her shoulder, turned around and opened the bedroom door.
In an instant, he saw Wang Cheng standing in the doorway. Before he could react, a dark gun barrel was pressed against his forehead.
"Ah..." Wang Xia hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands, staring intently at Wang Cheng and the gun, her face turning deathly pale with fright.
“If you dare to shout, I’ll take his life.” Wang Cheng stared at Wang Xia and smiled coldly.
Wang Xia hurriedly shook her head, then looked at Chen Lin and shook her head vigorously, as if to say to Wang Peng, "I'm not with him."
"Wang Peng, you go stand in the corner." Wang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, as if they were spitting fire.
"You'd better not act impulsively. If you kill me, you'll die too." Wang Peng glanced at the gun in his hand and smiled faintly.
"Hmph!" Wang Cheng sneered. "Can't you tell? I didn't plan to leave here alive today. I'm here to die with you."
Wang Peng nodded, raised his hand, and slowly walked towards the corner of the wall.
He was squeezed between a window to his right and a large bed to his left. His only chance of escaping the gun was to jump from the seventh floor through the window.
"You go over there too." Wang Cheng turned his gun and aimed it at Wang Xia.
Wang Xia was so frightened that her legs went weak. She struggled to climb off the bed to Wang Peng's side and grabbed his hand tightly.
For a moment, Wang Cheng stood at the door with a gun, Li Guifen sat on the bed in a daze, and Wang Peng and Wang Xia squeezed in the corner.
Wang Cheng pulled up a chair, sat imposingly at the door, staring intently at Wang Peng with an unusually cold expression.
"You should have over a million yuan, why would you want to die with me? Isn't it better to enjoy life?" Wang Peng asked with a smile.
"Shut up and listen to me." Wang Cheng crossed his legs and looked down at the gun in his hand.
Wang Peng smiled faintly and helped Wang Xia sit on the boat.
"Get down! Who told you to get up?" Wang Cheng suddenly stood up, pointing his gun at Wang Peng again.
“Since you want to die together with me, I don’t need to make myself suffer before I die.” Wang Peng sat on the bed and crossed his legs as well.
The two men stared at each other. After a few seconds, Wang Cheng's hand holding the gun got tired, so he lowered the muzzle slightly.
“I killed Yang Luxi. I know that, so Interpol notified us here, and the provincial police will be looking for me soon.”
"I'm already doomed. Brother, we've fought each other our whole lives, I can't bear to let you live."
A cold glint flashed in Wang Cheng's eyes as he said in a deep voice, "Brother, why are you forcing me? If you don't let Li Mengjiao call the police, the police over there won't be able to find Yang Luxi's body. You want me to die, don't you?"
At this moment, Wang Peng finally understood why Wang Cheng had taken such a risk. The provincial and English police had already located him; he couldn't escape.
"Wang Cheng, do you have a key to this place?" Wang Peng asked.
Wang Cheng shook his head: "I came to see Mom this morning and secretly hid in the storeroom. Wang Xia didn't know. Just now, I hid in the wardrobe, but your bodyguards didn't search carefully and didn't find me."
Wang Peng didn't want to waste any more words with him and cut to the chase: "Tell me, what do you want me to do? How much money do you want?"
Wang Cheng sneered: "I don't want money, I just want you dead. But before you die, I want to have a good chat with you. It's been a long time since we brothers last spoke since you ran away from home."
Wang Peng shook his head: "What's there to say between us? Do we even have anything in common?"
Wang Cheng said calmly, "Yes, we've been meeting since we were kids, so we'll always have some."
Outside the door, bodyguard Zhang An glanced at his watch, immediately took out his phone, and called Du Lei.
He and Wang Peng had an agreement: if Wang Peng stayed inside for two hours without sending him any messages, it meant he was in danger.
When faced with this situation, Wang Peng forbade him from knocking on the door or making any noise, and only allowed him to call Du Lei.
After the call connected, Zhang An said softly, "Brother Lei, Brother Peng stayed at Wang Xia's house for two hours. He didn't go out and didn't send me any text messages."
"Yes, I...I understand," Du Lei said on the phone.
"Brother Lei, what should I do?" Zhang An heard the nervousness in Du Lei's voice and became nervous himself.
"Leave there, go to the car and wait for my call." Du Lei hung up the phone immediately.
At the Du family home, Du Lei's hands began to tremble. The bodyguard didn't know what was happening, but he did.
This was an agreement between him and Wang Peng. Whenever this situation occurred, it meant that Wang Peng's life was threatened, and that the threat was caused by Wang Cheng.
"Brother Lei, what's wrong?" Hu Mingyue sat up in bed and yawned.
"Something came up at the company, you should go to sleep first." Du Lei kissed her forehead and dressed as quickly as possible.
"Ugh, how annoying." Hu Mingyue lay back down, turning her back to Du Lei.
She was unaware of Yang Luxi's death, nor did she know that Wang Cheng was the murderer.
Wang Cheng carried his clothes to the living room, quickly changed, and rushed downstairs. He then took out his phone to call the police.
He called Feng Daliang of the Xueyuan District Police Station: "Director Feng, Brother Peng may be in danger. He is at Wang Xia's house with Wang Cheng."
"What did you say? Wang Peng and Wang Cheng are together?" Feng Daliang suddenly sat up in bed and hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp.
"Yes, Wang Cheng probably already knows that Yang Luxi's affair has been exposed, and Brother Peng may be in danger." Du Lei became more and more nervous as he spoke, and his voice began to tremble.
"Don't worry, I'll handle this right away. Keep your phone accessible, we can keep in touch anytime." Feng Daliang quickly hung up the phone.
At 7 p.m. this afternoon, the branch office received a notification from the department that the English police had issued a request for assistance in the investigation to the domestic authorities.
The provincial department requested a meeting at 8:00 AM tomorrow to develop a detailed arrest plan. But who knew that Wang Cheng would be the first to hear about it?
Feng Daliang immediately reported the situation to his superiors and then went to the community where Wang Xia lived.
If the prominent entrepreneur Wang Peng is shot and killed in his jurisdiction, his position will be in jeopardy.
This incident caused a huge stir, and the provincial capital police mobilized at top speed, sending countless officers to the residential area where Wang Xia lived.
In Wang Xia's bedroom.
Wang Peng said calmly, "Since you want to die with me, let Mom and Third Sister go out."
Wang Cheng shook his head: "Sorry, you're not in a position to negotiate with me."
"I'm not trying to negotiate with you," Wang Peng said, pointing at Li Guifen. "She's already like this, what more do you want?"
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