Nightmare Despair

Chapter 61 Enjoying it on a Small Scale

Wang Jinquan has fully recovered and returned to the boxing gym early this morning.

The atmosphere in the student area was a bit strange.

Wang Jinquan didn't know why, but his former gang of underlings all treated him like he'd seen a ghost, keeping their distance.

But he was in a good mood, even...pleasant.

His gaze swept across the members' area, and he wandered upstairs to Chen Ping's office to eavesdrop for a long time, but he didn't find Zhou Kai anywhere.

Wang Jinquan could no longer suppress the smile on his face.

"My uncle is efficient. That Zhou Kai is doomed!"

He regained his former arrogance almost instantly.

As long as an unreasonable monster like Zhou Kai doesn't exist, he can roam freely in the student area of ​​the Falcon Wing Boxing Gym!
"Yang Jing, I just went to the hospital, I didn't die, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Jinquan could no longer tolerate the strange looks from his former underlings, so he suppressed his anger and cornered them.

Yang Jing and Chi Wen exchanged a glance, their expressions awkward, and said, "Brother Wang, we thought you... wouldn't come again."

Wang Jinquan's face twitched: "What a joke, why wouldn't I come?"

Chi Wen opened his mouth, then swallowed his words back.

Wang Jinquan frowned: "Spit it out!"

Yang Jing looked helpless, with a hint of lingering fear in his eyes. He leaned closer and lowered his voice, saying, "Yesterday, Zhou Kai used a force measuring device, and his punching power was half a ton... and he didn't even use his full strength."

"To be honest, Brother Wang, you were really lucky to be knocked unconscious by Senior Brother Chen that day..."

"If Zhou Kai had really gone all out back then, you would have died."

Chi Wen sighed, "Forget it, Brother Wang. Yang Jing and I have discussed it. We just want to focus on practicing our boxing. We don't want to get involved in anything else."

Wang Jinquan's face instantly turned ashen, just like Sima Yi's.

He understood. These two spineless cowards were now completely afraid of Zhou Kai, so afraid that they didn't even have the courage to stand with him!
One punch equals half a ton?
That's really impressive... He only managed 290 points even after working his hardest.

But so what... Zhou Kai is dead now!
A dead monster is just a lump!
"Okay, good luck to you guys, haha."

They were both adults, and Wang Jinquan was too lazy to try to win him back; those who abandon me cannot be kept.

He had even less interest in telling these two cowards the truth that Zhou Kai was dead.

The fewer people who know about this, the better. He can enjoy the pleasure brought by this news in his own little world.

He's spreading rumors everywhere, and if he doesn't force it, he might get into trouble and be suspected of being behind it all.

Wang Jinquan sneered a few times, glanced contemptuously at the two men's pale faces, and turned to practice his boxing on his own.

Yang Jing and Chi Wen exchanged glances, not understanding the meaning behind his smile, but as long as he didn't bother them, that was a good thing...

The two of them tactfully went to find a place to exercise.

The boxing gym was peaceful and quiet today.

……

After receiving the Gastrodia elata, Zhou Kai took a taxi directly to Ma Yifan's suburban villa.

This is just one of the many properties under Little Ma's name, an inconspicuous one that usually sits empty and collects dust.

I called him today, and he told me what he'd been up to, then waved his hand and told Zhou Kai to use it as he pleased.

Let alone using it as a temporary club base... even if Zhou Kai wanted to stay here for a year or two, he wouldn't even blink.

Good afternoon, everyone seems to be in good spirits?

When Zhou Kai arrived, Fischl, Yuan Duo, Feng Mingtai, and Fischl's bodyguard Yang Hao were already waiting at the villa entrance.

The young lady at the head of the group had dark circles under her eyes and looked grumpy from just waking up.

She didn't want to come in the first place.

But Zhou Kai recorded the harsh words she said the day before yesterday...

"I'm going to teach all of my classes for the next few days!"

Zhou Kai has resorted to such underhanded tactics. Given Fischl's personality, she'll crawl over, even if she has to.

"A mere afternoon nap is fine, I might as well skip it."

Fischl pouted, looking unconvinced, snorted, and turned to look at Yang Hao.

"Old Yang, give him the stuff."

“Yes, Miss.” Yang Hao bowed slightly, turned around, took a folder from the car, and handed it to Zhou Kai.

Inside were all the operating permits and documents for the Morning Star Club, still smelling of ink.

Zhou Kai raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. "So fast? You finished everything in just two days?"

This kind of thing, can it be done in less than ten days or half a month? This young lady's influence is greater than he thought.

Seeing Fischl's "praise me!" expression, Zhou Kai sincerely praised her:
"Wow, Miss Fischl is amazing!"

"Thank you!"

Zhou Kai's praise made Fischl beam with joy, but she still forced a straight face and said in a disdainful tone:

"Look at you, so naive... A few sheets of paper, it's nothing to me."

"By the way, I filled in a temporarily vacant floor in one of my buildings as the club's address. You can find it yourself using navigation."

"When you need it, you can just find someone to do the renovation yourself."

One floor?

Should we send it directly?
Depend on.

Zhou Kai's smile froze.

Is it really necessary to be so arrogant?
Zhou Kai thought of the surname Fischl and couldn't help but sigh.

The Vesta Consortium is indeed a monstrous class.

I've somehow ended up in the Celestial Dragons' circle thanks to Little Ma's influence.

Indeed, sometimes you really can't make friends for nothing.

Zhou Kai was inwardly turbulent, but he kept his composure on his face, only showing a "generally happy" expression.

Seeing this, Fischl was a little dissatisfied and muttered to himself, "What's wrong with this guy? I gave him such a big benefit, and he doesn't seem excited at all."

"Could it be... that he doesn't like it?"

She didn't understand either.

They quickly got down to business, and Zhou Kai led the three of them in warm-up exercises... For these three young masters and ladies, it was just for fun for now.

Finding the fighting routines boring and tedious, Zhou Kai simply started teaching the Falcon Striking Technique.

Of course, he had asked Chen Ping.

Chen Ping's answer was straightforward: "Teach freely. Under the Broken Wing Sect, only the core Broken Wing Style martial arts are not allowed to be passed on to outsiders."

The Falcon Strike Technique is just a basic method; there's no prejudice against any particular school of thought.

The same applies to the other two major schools. If Zhou Kai had money and free time, he could spend money to learn the "Tiger Fist" of the Blue Leopard School or the "Snake Coiling Skill" of the Fish and Dragon School.

Since we can't get the secret medicine anyway, these fundamental techniques, apart from being a bit difficult to learn, aren't much different from ordinary martial arts on the market.

Zhou Kai was teaching at the front, and Yang Hao stood not far away, his eyes always inadvertently falling on him.

Assess his strength, analyze his techniques, and guess his level of mastery...

Then, he was secretly alarmed.

"Will Qiu Ping... die at his hands?"

Yang Hao asked himself this question.

After last night, he used his connections to obtain the final investigation report from the police...

In the woods of Chaomu Park, signs of a fierce fight were found, with Qiu Ping's signature red throwing knives scattered all over the ground.

The bloodstains, stained with the chemicals, had almost soaked into the soil in some areas.

Dragging marks, shattered internal organs mixed with blood.

All signs pointed to one conclusion, in those short ten minutes.

Qiu Ping was killed, and his death was... extremely gruesome.

Before he died, he even scratched at the ground in fear, as if he was being taken to some indescribable abyss.

But... his body could not be found in the entire Chaomu Park.

The surveillance system had a blind spot and captured nothing.

Moreover, Qiu Ping's identity is sensitive, and he obviously did not return to China through normal means. From the police's perspective, Qiu Ping is essentially "non-existent".

This matter has become an unsolved case.

But I did see that complete madman that night.

"So, Zhou Kai... was it you who killed Qiu Ping?"

Yang Hao's eyes flickered.

(End of this chapter)