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Chapter 233 Oh, he went to kill someone.
No one knew what the two had said.

"Let's let this matter rest. I'll handle any trouble that may arise in the future."

"Uncle Li will handle things with the Guangdong faction. He'll settle this year's debts in advance, clear things up, and we won't owe each other anything in the future. We won't need their protection then."

“The other party may not agree,” Li Guangpu said.

"It's alright. If they're not willing, I'll talk to them again." Chen Zhan smiled calmly, as if he had everything under control.

Li Guangpu had no choice but to agree.

Chen Zhan looked at the clock behind him. It was just past the hour of Chou (1-3 AM). The night outside the window was dark and windy.

"Everyone, you may leave now."

Overnight, Chen Zhan had already assumed the role of the master. Although he respected many of the older generation of boxers, he knew that position was very important and he couldn't give it up.

He must personally oversee the entire martial arts school's direction in order to get it on the right track.

In his memory, Foshan has indeed been quite turbulent in recent years.

The Party established multiple Soviet areas in the south, forming a network, but it was difficult to infiltrate Guangdong. In the past two years, the Party was even targeted by the Nationalist government, and many underground Party members in Guangzhou and Foshan were killed.

Based on the previous stance of Jinlou and his group, Chen Zhan still thought they had participated in the search and arrest, or had killed some revolutionaries.

That would be difficult.
Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better, and this incident actually gave him room to maneuver.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Li Wenbiao didn't leave; he was still pondering what Chen Zhan had said. He had guesses, but he didn't dare believe them because they simply didn't make sense.

Chen Zhan was the martial arts alliance leader personally appointed by the Nationalist government; how could he be a revolutionary?
Chen Zhan stood up, walked to the desk behind him, and looked at the newspapers on the desk, which were stacked in layers and were very thick.

The Boxer Rebellion's tradition of intelligence gathering.

He flipped through the pages quickly, almost every page taking only a second to scan, the contents imprinted in his mind.

Looking at the middle, it's a news story from two years ago.

Suppression of anti-ethnic figures causes panic in the city.

The details need not be elaborated upon, but the revolutionaries are naturally portrayed as utterly wicked, when in reality they are merely leading workers in resistance against oppression. Chen Zhan disregards these details, for he comes from a later era and naturally knows who the truly righteous individuals are.

If the Nationalist government were to gain power, not to mention whether China could expel the Japanese, even if it did drive out the invaders, it would still have to become a lackey of the United States and the West.

He paused on the newspaper page for a moment, drawn to a man issuing orders to execute "anti-nationalists," a photograph that was used as the headline on the front page.

Cai Xuepeng.

Seeing this, Chen Zhan closed the newspaper, deciding there was no need to read any further.

"Huhuhu~"

Chen Zhan opened the fourth-floor window, and the night wind blew in. It wasn't cold, but it felt a bit desolate.

"I'm going out."

Chen Zhan leaped out of the window and disappeared into the thick night. Li Wenbiao rushed to the window, but Chen Zhan was already gone.

be terribly upset,

He recalled Chen Zhan asking Cai Xuepeng for his address, and the murderous intent in Chen Zhan's eyes during their final eye contact.
Li Guangpu noticed something was wrong with his junior brother. After all the other disciples had left, he walked up to him and asked, "Why are you in such a hurry? What did you just say?"

Li Wenbiao glanced at his senior brother, wanted to say something, but then shook his head: "No, it's nothing. The alliance leader told me not to worry, no one will cause trouble."

Li Guangpu was skeptical; he knew there was more to it than that, but he didn't ask any further questions.

After everyone left the Golden Pavilion, they all had their own homes, and the apprentices lived in the Bagua Hall behind the Golden Pavilion.

The three Ye sisters also have places to live.

As Li Wenbiao walked out of the Golden Pavilion, he saw Ye Ningzhen and Ruan Zhi leaving together. A thought struck him, and he quickly chased after them.

"Ningzhen, please wait a moment, let's chat for a bit."

Ye Ningzhen turned around and saw it was Li Wenbiao. She told Ruan Zhi and the other woman to go first, then turned around and asked, "Uncle-Master, what's the matter?"

Li Wenbiao walked a few steps toward the edge of the alley; at this time, there was no way he would see any passersby.

"What is the Alliance Leader doing out so late at night? Didn't he give you a hint?"

Li Wenbiao was somewhat afraid of this niece, partly because of her different status; as a "holy maiden of the Red Lanterns," she was different from others.

On the other hand, Ye Ningzhen has now reached a high level of skill and become the second-best master of the Cheng School, so he is no match for her.

"Oh, he went to kill someone."

Ye Ningzhen said this casually, but Li Wenbiao reacted as if he had heard a thunderbolt.

Pulling Ye Ningzhen a few more steps into the alley, he whispered, "You can't just say things like that, niece. This is a matter of life and death. Is this really true? Did the Alliance Leader tell you this himself?"

"He didn't say, I guessed."

"Whoo~"

Li Wenbiao breathed a sigh of relief when Ye Ningzhen said it was just a guess.

Ye Ningzhen felt somewhat helpless. Chen Zhan hadn't said anything, but she knew him too well; what could he possibly do out on such a dark and windy night?
Moreover, she was the only one who clearly knew Chen Zhan's stance.

Just now, Li Wenbiao said something.

Cai Xuepeng's special skills were only for three days. Now, let alone three days, if you calculate the time, he's probably already gone.
"If there's nothing else, Uncle-Master, go back and rest early. Remember to read the newspaper tomorrow."

Ye Ningzhen left, and Li Wenbiao stood there hesitating.

Deep down, he really wanted Cai Xuepeng to die, and even considered taking matters into his own hands.

But he didn't have the ability, and he didn't want to implicate his fellow disciples and daughter.

What Li Wenbiao fears more now is not that Chen Zhan has failed, but that his identity has been exposed. If Chen Zhan can escape with his martial arts skills after the assassination of the senior executive, what about the others?

The gossip shop had been operating in Foshan for decades; everyone there had a family, and if something happened, the whole family would suffer. Cai Xuepeng was the commander-in-chief of the Nationalist government's Action Bureau. This position, though called the Action Bureau, was actually similar to the Japanese Special Higher Police or the Nationalist government's Military Intelligence Bureau.

However, the Nationalist government did not yet have the term "Military Intelligence Bureau".

It was called the Special Service Department of the Blue Dress Society.

This action unit was not merged into the Tsing Yi Society.

By this time, however, his authority had grown considerably. Cai Xuepeng was the commander-in-chief of Guangzhou and Foshan, leading the suppression of revolutionary patriots in Guangdong and secretly destroying many of our party's strongholds.

Chen Zhan had already killed quite a few government officials.

Chen Zuyan of the Tsing Yi Society even gave him a list, many of which contained officials who had done things against their conscience. It is unknown whether there was any personal grudge involved.

However, Chen Zhan didn't care about Chen Zuyan's personal grudges.

But he had to settle his personal grudge that very day.

Chen Zhan's figure flickered in the void, and from somewhere, he acquired a mask, which turned out to be that of a ghost Rakshasa.

Wearing the Ghost Rakshasa mask, Chen Zhan had already silently slipped into the courtyard.

Cai Xuepeng lives in a compound in the old district of Foshan. He is not from Foshan, but over the years, the Action Department has been suppressing dissidents in Foshan and has become quite powerful.

He is very concerned about his own safety and knows that what he is doing is dangerous.

The courtyard was a large, three-section compound, surrounded by members of the Action Division, many of whom were highly skilled individuals recruited from various places. In such chaotic times, there were definitely many martial artists like Ma San who coveted wealth and official positions.

Chen Zhan entered the courtyard silently, like a falling leaf, without making a sound.

He landed in the courtyard and found two men on night duty at the gatehouse, but they were lazy and asleep.

There were three old dogs in the yard, but they were all sleeping soundly, and Chen Zhan walked past them without even noticing them.

This is a far cry from what it was more than six months ago. Not to mention the old yellow dog, even the wildest beast with the most sensitive sense of smell and hearing would not be able to detect his presence.

Sneak into the innermost room.

Cai Xuepeng wasn't a good-for-nothing; his bedchamber was very secure. A thin wire connected the door to a dozen or so copper bells in the distance, which would ring loudly if someone triggered them.

Not only would he be awakened, but with guards all around and various hidden traps set up, the assassin would have nowhere to escape.

But this setup is only effective against ordinary people.

Chen Zhan sensed it instantly and walked into the room without causing any disturbance.

The person on the bed was not sleeping peacefully, as if in a nightmare, with a struggling expression, but Chen Zhan ignored him, lifted the blanket, and confirmed that it was the same person as in the newspaper.

The "Xinshu" and "Shenmen" acupoints on the fingers are activated by a subtle flow of energy, which transforms into fine, soft needles that flow into the body.

Chen Zhan's figure disappeared from the house.

Cai Xuepeng often suffers from insomnia and auditory hallucinations during his sleep. He has difficulty falling asleep at night, and even when he does fall asleep, he frequently has nightmares.

When you are emotionally stressed, you may hear indistinct background noise.

I often wake up startled during the day.

But this time was different. I felt a jolt in my heart, as if a giant hand had grabbed it and squeezed it hard. My heart contracted suddenly, my breathing became erratic, and I couldn't breathe.

"Huhuhu~!"

"Bang~!"

He fell off the bed. Although he was awake, he suddenly experienced chest tightness and irregular heartbeat. His face turned red, and he tried to call for help but couldn't speak at all.

I wanted to climb back into bed because there was an alarm bell by the bedside that could be triggered by touching it.

There was a doctor in the courtyard who could save his life.

But even that one meter or so distance exhausted him. He finally crawled back to bed and forced himself to reach out and touch the rope. But just as his hand was about to touch it, a sudden gust of cold wind blew in from the darkness.

This wind is very concentrated; it is definitely not a natural wind.

A gust of wind hit him, blowing him backward a foot.

Cai Xuepeng's eyes widened, and he never had a chance to touch the bell rope again. He stopped breathing, and only at the last moment did he realize that it was not a heart attack, but that someone had harmed him.

early morning.

His body was already stiff when it was discovered.

The police station and the operations department conducted a joint investigation, but none of the security measures were activated, and the night watch personnel found nothing. No matter how they searched, there was no trace of a second person at the scene.

Cai Xuepeng died of a sudden heart attack, and there were no signs of human intervention.

The only strange thing was that he died in his bed, just a foot away from the bell rope, which would have alerted anyone who touched it.

Even if you have a sudden heart attack, you shouldn't be completely unable to move, right?

After investigation, the truth of the matter was revealed, and it can only be said that the commander of the operation was extremely unlucky.

He suffered a sudden heart attack in the middle of the night. He rolled off the bed and tried to climb back in, but it was too late.

This kind of thing can only be classified as a sudden death.

The commander-in-chief of the Foshan operations unit died of a sudden heart attack.

The article appeared in the newspaper the following noon.

Inside the Cheng School Bagua Hall, the others were somewhat surprised. Just yesterday, they had been talking about this powerful and influential Chief of the Action Department, who frequently targeted Jin Lou.

Now he is dead.
But the people were just puzzled and didn't think too much about it, since the cause of death was clearly stated in the newspaper.

Only Li Wenbiao knew.

Only the two of them heard Chen Zhan's conversation, but he remembered it very clearly.
Cai Xuepeng could not have died of a heart attack, at least not a spontaneous heart attack!
(End of this chapter)