0120 Heavenly Path, Small Human World 120 Jianghu Small Human World
In early March of this year, Harwick, known as the "world's wealth hub," was attacked, destroying numerous buildings. Wealthy individuals from all over the world arranged for their representatives to travel to the city urgently to extricate themselves from the controversy as quickly as possible.
Before the money flowed out of Harwick City in large quantities, Liu Zhisen went to the other side of the ocean alone on the day of the attack. As soon as he got off the plane, he went straight to Mingren Hospital and Minglan Hospital, which was a joint venture with overseas companies. He skillfully found the mezzanine hidden in the elevator. The elevator went up quickly, but did not stop at the floor he was operating.
The elevator reached the top floor, and a large group of lab students came in. He had no choice but to go down the stairs and squeeze into that hidden place through a crack in the wall.
He was getting old; his temples had turned gray in recent years, his legs weren't as nimble as before, and his breathing was getting heavier. When he finally managed to find the middle floor, he was completely dumbfounded.
What should have been a passageway is now sealed off with cement, and even the walls are covered with cobwebs. He tried knocking on the wall, and the dull sound told him that it had been filled with solid material.
A raging fire was set ablaze on his head, but he didn't know what to do. Even though he was unwilling, he could only call Shen Yan.
The phone rang for over a minute, the robot ruthlessly announcing the other party's lack of regard for him. Undeterred, he hung up and "thoughtfully" left some time before immediately calling back.
Shen Yan's father is hiding in this place. He must be even more anxious and is definitely contacting people to solve the problem. He needs to be given time to be revealed.
Liu Zhisen stood by the wall and pounded on it repeatedly. Finally, when his excuses failed to convince him of his actions, he hurriedly called Shen Yan.
More than ten minutes had passed since the last call, and this time the phone was answered in less than half a minute. The environment on Shen Yan's end was chaotic, with children screaming, outsiders listening to the gibberish of Changgang dialect, and Shen Yan trying to coax the children in a high-pitched voice.
Shen Yan only turned his attention back to the phone after the child laughed.
"Uncle Liu, is something the matter?"
"Young Master, where was the Master moved to in Harwick? Why is his floor sealed off?"
Shen Yan stroked his son's soft little hand, turned and walked a little away, sitting on the recliner outside. He frowned, then raised his hand to rub his temples. When he spoke, his accent was that of someone from Changgang speaking Mandarin.
“My dad passed away a long time ago, and this time he’s really gone. You don’t need to keep an eye on him anymore; just enjoy your retirement.”
First, a huge impact hit Liu Zhisen on the head. He staggered backward and leaned against the opposite wall, staring wide-eyed in disbelief, speechless for a long time.
Shen Yan received no reply, so he picked up his phone and checked it several times. His son was already calling for him. He smiled and waved, finally asking a perfunctory question.
"Uncle Liu?"
"Xiao Yuan, do you know who killed your father? We have to go and avenge him!"
Upon hearing this affectionate address, Shen Yan felt a throbbing in his temples, a conditioned reflex of headache, and a sudden darkness before his eyes, causing him to hunch over in discomfort.
With his back to his family, he gasped for breath, his face turning blue from the effort, and slowly began to speak.
“It’s all interconnected. We also owe them lives, so let’s consider it repayment.”
"How can that be? How can your father's life be valued the same as theirs? Whose family? The Gu family? The Lin family? Or the Shu family?"
With a disdainful smile, Chen Yan turned and walked towards his family.
"Why don't you take some time to watch the news? Stop dwelling on his past fantasies. You have sons and grandchildren, wouldn't it be better to go back and enjoy your retirement?"
Liu Zhisen finally realized where the problem lay, and he was equally incredulous.
"Pei Yuan, are you backing out? You're the one who'll benefit from this huge show we've arranged. Your father has sons and grandsons too, and he's willing to sacrifice them."
"Yes, he's willing to give up anything."
When Shen Yan's eldest son saw his father, he stretched out his two chubby arms and tried to rush into his arms. He pulled him into his arms with one hand, and his long arms pressed against his body. His wife turned around, straightened her son's collar, and smiled as she kissed his chubby cheek.
The son was pressed close to Shen Yan's chest, the safety buckle hanging around his neck pressed between their bodies. Shen Yan hugged him and gently shook him, causing the long chain to swing out.
The jadeite is crystal clear under the sunlight, which is the highest quality. It is obviously carefully selected by an experienced person. Even a layman would have spent a lot of money to acquire it, which contains the old man's infinite expectations for him.
His son will definitely become a great man in the future, but he will definitely not be the kind of person Pei Yuzhou expects.
Shen Yan suddenly raised his hand and ripped off the safety amulet around his son's neck. Everyone looked at him, puzzled. He casually threw the broken amulet on the ground and gestured to his wife to rip off their younger son's as well.
His wife obeyed him without question, and those around them, though puzzled, dared not utter a sound. Shen Yan, holding his eldest son, bounced him around a few times before finally speaking to Liu Zhisen on the other end of the phone.
"How can the Shen family help the Pei family? How can a gangster become the leader of a country? Stop dreaming. If you don't want to wake up, then try to go up there yourself. Haven't we paved the way for you?"
He didn't give Liu Zhisen a chance to refute, hanging up the phone directly, adding the number to his blacklist, and tossing his phone onto the lawn. With his other hand, he picked up his youngest son, removed the safety amulet, and his sons felt much lighter in his arms. He tossed them around while loudly asking,
"Who is the Shen family's precious darling?"
The eldest son raised his hand and giggled.
"Then who is the Shen family's little darling?"
The younger son pushed down his older brother's hand and raised his chubby little hand even higher.
Behind him, Madam Pei had already stood up in confusion, but he completely ignored her expression and turned his head to point his sons at the patriarch of the Shen family.
"Fly, let's go find Grandpa!"
Liu Zhisen spent more than half a month abroad and returned with a meticulous and complete plan. His grandson kept sending him messages, but he didn't go home. As soon as he got off the plane, he went straight to Moon Harbor, the center of Jingyang Bay.
The ancient and powerful port now serves primarily as a tourist destination and a place for visitors to take photos. He stood among the laughing tourists, stepped onto a rock, and looked out at the surging sea.
When Pei Yuzhou brought the Pei family gang to Jingyang, he was the general who guarded Moon Harbor for him. All sea and land transportation in Jingyang was under his control. If he had been able to stay here, things would not be like this now.
Amidst the sounds of playful laughter, he calmly moved through the crowd, following the coastline to the hidden inner lake, where he planted a large amount of explosives—enough to bring waves ashore—in key locations he knew intimately.
He only straightened up when his bag was empty, and this time when he looked up, all the tourists were in front of him.
He turned around and patted the outermost tree.
Surrounded by towering trees, only he knew that beyond that forest lay the Changxi Palace, where his greatest enemy now resided.
It's a tragedy that a murderer can enjoy the highest level of treatment in such a prestigious place.
His thoughts stirred his deepest and truest emotions. Liu Zhisen, who had spent his life wielding weapons, shed two lines of tears. He lowered his head and walked out, but suddenly stopped. He slowly raised his hand and put it in his pocket.
He had already made meticulous plans abroad. He would leave with his family, and the bomb would detonate two days later, allowing him to escape perfectly and take revenge on his enemies.
He pressed his trembling right hand with his left, and tears flowed even more freely. He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself.
“Sir, I really want to kill that bastard with my own hands, but I’ve held a gun my whole life, and now I can’t even hold chopsticks properly. I have to admit, we’re all getting old, and I didn’t even get to see you one last time. But don’t worry, even if the whole world betrays you, I will always stand by your side. The enemy is right there on the other side. I can’t wait until the day after tomorrow. I want to do it for you, right now, and watch them go down and be buried with you.”
He carefully selected a safe spot, then, with a fierce expression, pressed the detonator. The calm water surface instantly surged into a thousand waves, the sparsest patch of forest was blown open, and a series of bombs exploded behind it, sending endless seawater surging into the peaceful palace.
The sound of the giant waves crashing against the rocks couldn't drown out his sinister laughter. He jumped up and yelled, and the water instantly washed away the stones beneath his feet. His feet sank into the mud, and he slipped and fell, his head hitting the sharp, broken rocks hard. A large amount of blood was instantly washed away by the water, and he was buried in the mud, unconscious.
The moment she heard the explosion, Qi Shuyao fell off her chair. It wasn't that she reacted quickly; the impact of the explosion pushed her down.
Someone quickly ran over and helped her up. The bodyguards also went to check the direction of the sound, but before they could run out of the garden, they were hit back by the rushing water. They quickly ran back and told her to leave quickly as well.
Qi Shuyao looked around and found that what she was most reluctant to part with was the things she had already arranged in the pavilion. Before she could even touch the petals, the bodyguards who had rushed back grabbed her and ran out of the garden.
Changxi Palace has a long history, but its defenses have always been among the best in the world. Apart from the initial panic, the bodyguards reacted instantly and blocked the floodwaters in the back garden, preventing a single drop of water from flowing into the central courtyard.
Qi Shuyao sat on the steps behind the courtyard, water flowing beneath her feet. Her eyes were fixed on the birthday party decorations that had been washed away. Rescue workers walked back and forth near the pavilion, and with each passing person, more of her petals scattered.
Before sunset, the back garden had already been cleaned up. A team of people went out to investigate in the direction the water came from. Qi Yu also returned home, and she heard footsteps behind her.
She didn't know who did what happened today. All she knew was that the continuous explosions shattered her stolen dream and blasted her out of her fantasy. She had a premonition that from today onward, they would never have a peaceful day again.
Qi Yu quickly walked to her side, grabbed her arm and helped her up, checking her over from head to toe, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
"Are you hurt? Were you scared? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."
He pulled her into his arms, gently stroking her back. Qi Shuyao wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him tightly.
"I'm fine, it's ruined."
"What?"
"It, they, are all destroyed."
She pointed to the mess in the garden, her eyes vacant, her fingers trembling weakly. The next second, her pupils suddenly focused, fixing on a corpse being carried back.
"This is the residue of explosives. This is the body found at the river mouth. There are no signs of life. He was clutching a detonator tightly in his hand and carrying a special bag for this type of explosive. He should be the mastermind and perpetrator of this incident, but we cannot rule out the possibility that he may have had accomplices."
Someone splashed water from the ground and washed the corpse's face clean. Qi Shuyao glanced at it only once before whispering in Qi Yu's ear...
"This is the person who can have a one-way chat with Pei Yuzhou."
"Liu Zhisen, the second-in-command of the Pei family gang."
"Why is he causing trouble now, and is it even suicidal?"
"The Pei family knows that Pei Yuzhou is completely dead."
When did this happen?
“Shen Yan knew earlier, but he seemed to have long since lost the desire to continue down the preordained path.”
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