The Perfect Man

Wang Shu did not rush into the hall. Instead, he flew to the bedroom window, gently pushed it open, and entered the bedroom. Then, he went through the bedroom door to the entrance leading from the bedroom to the hall.

A young man sat on the armrest of the sofa, his face flushed, clearly under the influence of drugs. There was also a woman, panting heavily and with a ruddy complexion, making various indecent gestures.

Upon seeing the woman's face, Wang Shu was certain that she was the person he was looking for. However, being a man of principle, he did not shout or make a scene. Instead, he leisurely walked into the hall, crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and savored the sight.

But then another person suddenly appeared in the room. How could the two people not know: "Who are you?"

The young man was so frightened that he pushed the woman up from the sofa.

Wang Shu smiled and said, "Who I am is not important. I won't disturb you. You can continue."

What's the point of continuing?

The woman's face changed, but her expression remained stern: "Who are you? I'm the director of the Housing Bureau. What are you doing in my house?"

The two of them then grabbed the clothes next to them.

boom!

Wang Shu raised his hand and slapped it.

He was originally several meters away from the coffee table, but when his hand came down, it landed on the coffee table, and the marble coffee table shattered instantly. The dishes bounced up to three feet high and landed on the ground with a splattering sound.

Wang Shu's face was icy: "You're being so disrespectful just to watch a live broadcast? Keep going, or I'll take your lives."

"Spare me!"

The young man collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The middle-aged woman was also stunned; her face was filled with shock.

Marble, smashed to pieces with a single slap, but his head wasn't that hard: "Brother, what do you do? If you want money, just say the word. I'm the director of the housing bureau, I have money."

Wang Shu shook his head: "I don't want money. I want you to continue. It's just a live stream. Hurry up."

After saying that, he kicked the woman in the buttocks, and she immediately screamed, "You bastard, how dare you hit the bureau chief! I'll arrest you!"

She remained relatively calm, but the young man had already wet himself: "Director Jiang, let's continue, or he'll kill us."

He talks a good game, but how can he keep going? Who would do that to a complete stranger? The worst part is, he's so scared he's physically weak!

This young man was ruthless enough; he reached out, grabbed a bottle from the sofa, opened it, and casually poured the medicine inside into his mouth.

That's some serious dedication! There were still a dozen or so pills left in the bottle, and they were absorbed in an instant; the young man's veins were bulging...

Although the dosage was large, he was mentally broken down, and in less than three seconds, the young man surrendered and was spared... He stood up shakily: "B-Big Brother, we're done."

Oh!

Wang Shulu recorded all of this, then waved his hand and said, "You can leave now."

The young man took off running and rushed out of the hall.

Wang Shu reached Jiang Xueqin in an instant, grabbed her by the neck, and carried her naked to the bedroom. He threw her onto the bed and swung his right hand, delivering a sharp blow to Jiang Xueqin's thigh with a "crack." Her round thigh was instantly torn apart, with flesh and blood flying everywhere and bones inside shattered. Jiang Xueqin screamed and fainted.

clap clap!

Wang Shu raised his hand and slapped Jiang Xueqin a few times, waking her up. Then he said, "My name is Wang Shu. Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

If I tell you even half a lie now, you're as good as dead.

Jiang Xueqin had already urinated; after all, she was a woman: "I'll talk, I'll talk, ask me anything, I'll tell you everything I know..."

"How many years have you been the director of the housing bureau? How much have you embezzled? How many mistresses have you had...?"

Wang Shu turned on his phone to record, and as he asked questions, Jiang Xueqin answered. In no time, Jiang Xueqin had recited her ancestors for eight generations.

That's the allure of royal strategy.

You can have the Inspectorate investigate, then interrogate, verify, and submit it to the court. Many years will have passed, and there's still no guarantee of a death sentence.

Wang Shu was straightforward. After Jiang Xueqin finished speaking, he smiled faintly and said, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Jiang Xueqin cursed inwardly, "Did you even give me a chance to speak?"

Because of a comminuted fracture of his thigh, he was sweating profusely from the pain after speaking, but mustered his courage to ask, "Wang Shu, spare my life. I promise this won't get out, and I'm very beautiful. If you need anything..."

She vigorously wiggled her hips and shook her buttocks, trying to seduce Wang Shu.

You know what, this guy managed to climb to the position of bureau chief by virtue of his looks. He's really good-looking, with a face that looks like it could be squeezed for water. It's a pity he ran into Wang Shu, that cold-blooded killer.

Wang Shu checked the phone recording to make sure it was accurate, but a barely perceptible sneer appeared on his lips: "Jiang Xueqin, considering the amount you embezzled, killing you a thousand times wouldn't be a loss, would it?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers. "Snap!" A black and red flame appeared on Wang Shu's right index finger.

Are you—the Blazing Flame?

Upon seeing the flames, Jiang Xueqin's pupils dilated suddenly, and without saying a word, she got up and ran!

Given her age, she couldn't have been around during Wang Shu's last major purge. She was still young then, but after she rose to a higher official position, she inevitably heard some rumors about him. When she guessed who the legendary person was, she got up and ran without saying a word.

brush!

Before she could even crawl off the bed, a beam of light shot out and pierced her heart.

It was a throwing knife, as thin as a cicada's wing, sharp as a feather, which drew an arc and turned to ashes after killing Jiang Xueqin, disappearing from Wang Shu's body.

After killing Jiang Xueqin, Wang Shu edited the recorded confession into a written document, opened his super quantum communication phone, and sent it to Han Weiguo.

This was Wang Shu's mission: a massive purge. But Wang Shu only cared about killing, not burying. After sending the message to Han Weiguo, he sent another message to Su Dingjun, who immediately sent people to clean up Wang Shu's mess.

Wang Shu had just finished dealing with these matters when his phone rang. When he answered, Su Chiyan's exasperated voice came through: "Wang Shu, where are you?"

"Just strolling around! What's up?"

"Come here for a moment."

"You're back at the company?"

"No, my place of residence, the rented apartment, address:..."

"Coming right away!"

Wang Shu hailed a taxi and headed straight for the address Su Chiyan had left behind, a somewhat old residential area.

This wasn't even Su Chiyan's own property. After being kicked out of her family, Su Chiyan came to Jiangbei City alone to make a living. She was penniless and started a small business. Since she couldn't afford to buy a house, she rented a two-bedroom apartment, which was simply furnished.

When Wang Shu entered, he saw that Su Chiyan and Wen Jing were both there and asked, "What happened?"

Wen Jing didn't say anything, but pointed upstairs.

Wang Shu looked up at the roof: "Is the roof leaking?" Suddenly, a loud "bang" came from upstairs, startling Wang Shu: "What was that?"

Then came the clattering! Clattering, clattering, the jarring sound of music.

Wang Shu asked in surprise, "What happened?"

Su Chiyan sighed: "It's infuriating to even talk about this!"

Just two days ago, a group of thugs moved in. The leader was called Da Gangzi. These people would go out and fool around during the day and only come back at midnight every night, where they would start playing music, singing and dancing.

That's not all; they dump huge amounts of household garbage at my doorstep every day, making it stink.

We could tolerate it for a day or two, but who can stand it if they do this every day? So I went to negotiate with them, but they insulted me instead.

Later I went to the property management, but they were in cahoots with them and just let it go. Before long, all the other residents in the building moved out, leaving me all alone… How am I supposed to sleep here?

So that's how it is?

Wang Shu chuckled: "You called me over in the middle of the night for such a trivial matter? Never mind, I'll handle it. They'll behave themselves tomorrow."

After Wang Shu finished speaking, he went straight upstairs.