Nightmare Despair

Chapter 122 The farce is over

Squeak.

A thin, middle-aged man pushed open the door and entered. The gold-rimmed glasses on his nose reflected a refined and easygoing demeanor under the light, but his eyes behind the lenses revealed unease.

He strode to the desk and lowered his voice, saying, "Brother, the hotel has taken on a job... but I have a bad feeling about it, something's not right."

Wang Jibei had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his features were extremely upright.

He slowly stood up, broad-shouldered and thick-backed, with a robust physique. But the way he stood up always exuded an indescribable awkwardness and strangeness.

Wang Linxi continued to persuade him, "Brother, in my opinion, let's forget about it. Xishan... is becoming more and more unfamiliar. We should go somewhere else."

"Shut up!" Wang Jibei slammed his hand on the table, his face filled with disbelief. "That's your own brother! Your own nephew! You can call me whatever you want!"

"What did I, Wang Jibei, gain by risking my life to build this little fortune for? It was all for my family... Now that my brother and son are gone, you're telling me to just give up?"

Wang Jibei's rare display of rationality was completely ignited by a single word of advice from his own younger brother.

Wang Linxi sighed and said, "Fine, never mind... You're going to work with the hotel staff?"

"Brother, I must remind you."

"Hu Yuan is a very cunning and opportunistic person. Be careful not to be used as a pawn by him and then turn around and bite you."

Wang Jibei snorted, his face full of contempt.

"Hu Yuan?" he scoffed. "A crippled middleman, does he even deserve the title?"

Besides, I didn't provoke him or anything, so why should I have any grudge against him for no reason?

The hotel has cooperated with the Wang family more than once or twice, so the other party wouldn't offend such a major client as the Wang family.

Wang Jibei shook his head, suppressing his anger, but the pain distorted his features, making it hard to hide.

"My biggest regret now is believing a lie..."

"The Wang family needs a true martial artist, a Qi-cultivating martial artist."

"For this goal, I sent Jin Quan to the Broken Wings Sect... but who knew that this would be sending him to his death?"

Wang Jibei was overwhelmed with grief, and then he remembered the police's perfunctory attitude. He said bitterly, "Those derelict bastards, more than a dozen people died, they investigated for several days, and in the end they told me they were missing?"

"They're treating me like an idiot!"

“I don’t care about any grudges or who was right or wrong… I only know that my son and my brother are both gone…”

He has tried every means possible these past few days to find out who did it.

The online information has been completely wiped clean, leaving no trace.

But it doesn't matter. You can delete things online, but you can't erase the memories of a living person.

Wang Jibei clearly remembered that just a few days ago, Wang Jinquan had complained to him that several people in the martial arts school had ganged up on him.

At the time, he even contacted his third brother, Wang Yuanzheng, specifically for this purpose.

and so……

Falcon Wing Boxing Gym is inextricably linked to this.

Following this route, they investigated and then asked Jin Quan's usual lackeys.

It's not difficult to identify those suspects.

Chen Ping, Du Feng, Zhou Kai...

After the thought had passed through his mind, Wang Jibei returned to his initial stiffness and indifference.

His gaze towards King Linxi:
"Okay, I accept your suggestion."

"Tomorrow, the Wang family will withdraw from Xishan, but before that..."

"Those scum who have grudges against Jin Quan at the Falcon Wing Martial Arts School..."

"—They all must die!"

"Second brother, you should think of something too..."

Wang Linxi had no choice but to nod and say, "Those four level-one enhanced humans happen to be free recently... I hope they can come in handy."

Wang Jibei's expression brightened with joy.

"Good! You really are my good brother!"

Wang Linxi could only force a dry laugh, his eyes filled with worry.

He had a bad feeling long ago.

This unease reached its peak upon receiving the news that "martial arts forces from six cities have gathered in Xishan."

When did things change in Xishan?
In the past, relying on a single strongman, a few reckless assassins, and a few level-one enhanced individuals, the Wang family was able to act arrogantly and domineeringly under the sun.

That's right, only under sunlight.

Wang Linxi knew that there were some things hidden in the shadows that humans had no right to try and extort.

just now……

Everything has changed.

Fortunately, my older brother finally listened to my advice.

Once this matter is resolved, the Wang family will withdraw.

We won't get bogged down in this mess...

"I'll retire from martial arts and become a law-abiding citizen... I've heard it's safer in cities guarded by martial artists from the Third Realm."

'As for going abroad? Ha, that's even more dangerous.'

Wang Linxi was thinking this.

The phone suddenly rang.

He glanced down, somewhat puzzled.

"Strange, when did the hotel's assassins change their rules? They now have to meet the employer first?"

Wang Jibei waved his hand dismissively and said, "When a Qi-inducing martial artist reaches a certain level, their temperament will naturally be different from that of ordinary people."

"Maybe this person just likes to talk to their employer before taking action."

“Perfect timing. I haven’t seen a martial artist at the second realm in a long time… If I can learn from them and exchange ideas, I might even make progress in my martial arts.”

……

The Wang family lives in a village on the outskirts of the city, not far from Xishan.

A manor was built nestled against the mountains and beside the water; from a distance, it certainly looks more impressive than Little Ma's villa.

But as soon as the car got close, the smell became quite strong.

The stone lions at the entrance were painted with gold powder—a classic touch, but utterly tacky.

The courtyard wall is covered with glazed tiles, which gleam under the streetlights.

As expected, the car was stopped by security guards when it arrived at the entrance.

Once they reached the mountains and wilderness, these people stopped pretending altogether, their rifles gleaming brightly on their chests.

However, perhaps because nothing had happened before, the security personnel did not take any precautions when they stopped Zhou Kai and Huang Le.

The obstruction didn't last long.

A dozen seconds later, the phone in the security booth rang.

The security guard who answered the phone barely listened before running over, his face pale, bowing and scraping as he said:
"I'm sorry, sir, we just received the news."

"Please, please!"

He pressed a button on the remote control, and the manor gates opened instantly.

Several security guards, their backs bent, watched the car drive into the manor, each one feeling both flustered and surprised.

First, is there really such a person in Xishan City? Is he worthy of such attention from the two Mr. Wangs? This is the first time I've seen him like this.

Secondly, the man in the back seat had such a calm look in his eyes... that he looked at them no differently than he would at stone lions.

Just from that glance, the security guards with rifles forgot to breathe. Goosebumps erupted from the back of their necks, instantly breaking out in a layer of white sweat.

……

"We've arrived, sir."

Huang Le stopped the car, got out quickly, and opened the car door for Zhou Kai.

Zhou Kai got out of the car unhurriedly, strolling leisurely, his gaze casually sweeping around.

Two sentries are hidden at the seven o'clock position.

There are three sniping positions: one at the water tower and two at the annex building.

Thirty-four infrared sensors.

……

After only a few glances, he had a rough idea of ​​the number and distribution of security forces within the manor, and he had memorized it clearly. With Zhou Kai's current strength, he could completely ignore them without being affected.

The faint glow of the Shield of Battle flowed beneath his skin. This level of conventional firepower wouldn't even be enough to tickle him.

A group of ordinary people carrying fire sticks are not much better than buzzing flies.

……

"You are... Mr. Deathwing?"

A man in a silk robe strode out to greet them; judging from his appearance, he was Wang Jibei.

He was more polite than his refined and easy-going younger brother in the photo. At this moment, he was all smiles and even bowed slightly, regretting that he hadn't been waiting at the door earlier.

The reverent attitude and the grand ceremony were almost enough to make them want to kowtow on the spot.

"it's me."

Zhou Kai twitched the corner of his mouth, his gaze passing over Wang Jibei's head and landing on the valuable painting hanging in the entryway, casually responding to the code name he had just casually borrowed.

"Please come in, please come in, Mr. Deathwing!"

Wang Jibei laughed heartily and rushed to lead the way, bowing slightly as he led him toward the living room.

This humble demeanor was no different from how he used to serve those old fogies in the canal gang.

Of course, some of those old guys have graves overgrown with weeds, most of them died in vendettas or assassinations. As for whether Wang Jibei was involved... only heaven knows.

After Zhou Kai took his seat in the main seat, Wang Jibei rubbed his hands, about to start talking about the important matter of avenging his brother's son.

But just as Wang Jibei was warming up his hands, his younger brother Wang Linxi suddenly spoke up.

"Are you really a member of the Broken Wing Sect? I've never heard of any second-realm experts betraying Broken Wing in the last two years."

Zhou Kai picked up his teacup and blew on it to warm it: "Oh, that was three years ago."

three years ago?
Even three years ago, this wasn't the case!

Wang Linxi's eye twitched.

He stared intently at Zhou Kai, the feeling that something was wrong growing stronger.

The person in front of me is too young, and his answers to my questions are too casual and indifferent.

If he were to put on airs like a second-realm expert and reprimand him now, it would actually put Wang Linxi at ease.

But he didn't, as if he didn't take the commission seriously at all.

Surprising.

Violate.

'And Deathwing... why does that name sound so familiar?'

Wang Linxi seemed to have grasped something, and was about to speak again when his older brother glared at him and shut him up.

Wang Jibei's face turned ashen, and he said in a low voice, "Show some respect! We're asking for a favor!"

Asking a powerful figure at the second level or above for a favor, even if it costs money, is still asking for a favor.

In theory, even if someone takes the money and doesn't do any work, these ordinary people living under the sun can only swallow their pride and accept it.

They are true powerhouses in the dark world.

Wang Linxi's expression froze, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

But his hand, clenched in his pocket, had already pressed the emergency communication button.

While he mobilized all the enhanced human forces under his command to rush over here, he continued to keep a close eye on Zhou Kai.

He wanted to see what tricks this Mr. Deathwing was up to.

"It's alright, feel free to speak your mind."

Zhou Kai shrugged and gave Wang Linxi a meaningful look.

He didn't engage in the topic of revenge, but instead changed the subject, questioning Wang Jibei:

"I heard you used to be a member of the Fish-Dragon Stream?"

"Why did you cancel the order?"

"If there's a path for the Fish and Dragon Sect, why not send your son there instead of forcing him into the Broken Wing Sect?"

Wang Jibei was stunned, completely unable to understand Mr. Deathwing's line of thinking.

But when a second-realm martial artist asked a question, he dared not refuse to answer.

He sighed, forced a smile, and said frankly, "It's a long story. I've had bad luck. I was born with the talent to learn the Blue Leopard style of kung fu, but back then I had no connections and ended up joining the Fish-Dragon style instead."

"However, the main reason is that I offended someone in the sect and couldn't stay there any longer."

"As for my son's situation... well, that has also had an impact."

Wang Jibei began to complain.

In martial arts, there is a concept called innate talent, such as having a broad back and strong waist, the eyes of an eagle and the gaze of a wolf, or a physique like a crane...

It's nothing more than him being forced to learn the Golden Centipede lineage's Coiling Serpent Skill, a martial art that doesn't suit him, resulting in slow progress and constant bullying... all the same old, tired stories.

He was in a hurry to get Zhou Kai to kill Zhou Kai, so he kept it brief, only mentioning it in a few words.

Zhou Kai chuckled and said, "So, have you learned the Qi-inducing martial arts of the Golden Centipede lineage?"

Wang Jibei looked embarrassed and chuckled dryly, "Sir, you are joking. If I had been qualified to learn Qi-inducing martial arts back then, I wouldn't have ended up as a thug in the Hui Cao Gang."

Zhou Kai maintained the same expression and continued, "So, if you want to continue learning Qi-cultivation martial arts now, how do you think you should learn it?"

After being asked this question repeatedly, Wang Jibei finally felt his scalp tingling.

He chuckled awkwardly, "Mr. Deathwing, this...this has nothing to do with the mission, right?"

The smile on Zhou Kai's face faded.

"answer my question."

Wang Jibei's Adam's apple bobbed, and his anger surged to the top of his head.

In his fantasy, he slammed his hand on the table, smashing it to pieces, and roared, "You think you're so great, huh? Just because you're a second-realm martial artist doesn't mean you're something special!!"

Yes, that's really awesome.

Wang Jibei's forehead broke out in a cold sweat just from imagining it for a moment.

The terror of a second-realm martial artist was something that a true-strength martial artist like him, who hadn't even touched the Qi-inducing stage, couldn't possibly contend with.

Unless he's willing to risk the lives of his entire family, he'd better just obey.

As a result, Wang Jibei's facial muscles squeezed out an even more enthusiastic smile, and a hint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

He suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Originally, I only dared to think about it, but since you are also interested in the Golden Centipede Technique... I actually have a way."

"However, money probably won't get it; we'll have to use force to seize it..."

Zhou Kai's eyes flickered slightly.

Huh? There really is one?
I was just hoping to get lucky and ask a random question, but I didn't expect to actually get some real information out of him.

I'm having good luck today.

"I can take action. After it's done, I want a share of the Golden Centipede Technique."

As soon as Zhou Kai finished speaking, Wang Jibei's breathing became erratic, and he was overjoyed!
A son can be reborn after he dies, but this might be the only chance in a lifetime to master the second realm of martial arts.

Wang Jibei was overjoyed: "Damn, today is truly a day when my ancestors' graves are emitting auspicious smoke."

The channel he referred to was the branch of the Yulongliu martial arts school in the four southern cities of Jiang Province, namely the Jinwu Martial Arts School in Dakang City.

The martial arts school owner, Jin Ju, is also at the second level of Qi Induction.

This person is a collector and must have paper versions of martial arts manuals. Given his distinguished family background, he probably also has secret medicines, and perhaps even... the Three Realms Visualization Diagram.

Moreover, this guy was also Wang Jibei's mortal enemy back in the Fish and Dragon Stream.

"Once this is done, all of the Wang family's businesses in Xishan City will be yours."

The Wang family was planning to flee anyway, so these assets they couldn't take with them were perfect for giving away as favors.

In Wang Jibei's view, this deal was extremely worthwhile.

This is a win-win situation... no, a win-win-triple situation!

Today I helped my brother's son avenge a new grudge, and in a few days I'll be able to use this Mr. Deathwing to avenge an old grudge and also get the Qi-inducing martial arts I've always dreamed of.

Wang Jibei was so excited that he trembled all over, and he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Deathwing, thank you so much!"

Zhou Kai sneered inwardly. He stood up and slowly dusted off the corner of his clothes.

Now that we have the clues about the Fish-Dragon Flow, then...
The farce is over.

(End of this chapter)