I lent my brother 500 yuan, and he offered his wife as collateral.

……

The wind outside the hospital seemed to have stopped.

The foul stench still lingered in the air, and the blanket on Su Wenbin's head heaved violently, from which came the dying howls of a wild beast.

The smile on Su Tianxiao's face vanished completely, and his complexion turned as stiff and ashen, like cement.

He raised the hand that had been deemed "dirty" and waved it gently.

The black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses immediately sprang into action.

Instead of directly attacking anyone, they skillfully spread outwards, forming a tighter human wall that forcibly pushed back passersby who were holding up their phones to film the incident by more than ten meters.

The once bustling entrance was instantly cleared out, leaving a vacuum.

The sunlight was blocked by the tall bodyguards, casting shadows.

Su Tianxiao pushed the wheelchair, approaching Qin Feng step by step.

The wheelchair's rubber tires rolled over the ground, making a dull screech.

"Qin Feng".

Su Tianxiao stopped less than half a meter away from Qin Feng.

This distance has crossed the line of social safety and carries a strong sense of oppression.

He leaned forward slightly, his voice extremely low, like shards of ice squeezed from between his teeth:

"Some things shouldn't be said carelessly. And some boasting, if taken too far, can be fatal."

Qin Feng didn't move, not even blinking, just playing with the pack of wet wipes in his hand.

Su Tianxiao glanced at Su Qingxue behind Qin Feng, his eyes sinister: "This is a hospital, accidents happen every day. For example, a car accident caused by brake failure, or... a mentally unstable family member suddenly going crazy and stabbing someone."

Su Qingxue trembled violently, gripping Qin Feng's clothes tightly until her knuckles turned white.

"You're not bad, you can take on ten, or twenty?" Su Tianxiao sneered, "But how many bullets can you withstand? Can you protect this unwanted little bastard behind you 24/7?"

A naked threat.

This is what a wealthy family is like.

In their eyes, laws are meant to restrain the poor, and rules are meant to be broken.

Qin Feng looked at the face in front of him, which was filled with arrogance and murderous intent, and suddenly laughed.

The smile was radiant, even carrying a hint of warmth as if seeing an old friend.

"Boss Su, are you threatening me?"

"It's a notification." Su Tianxiao straightened his cuffs, regaining his superior's indifference. "Leave Chuandu tonight, and never let me see you again. Otherwise, this time next year, I'll have someone burn paper money for you."

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed, "I originally wanted to interact with you as an ordinary person, but all I got in return was estrangement and threats. Fine, I'll stop pretending."

Instead of retreating, he took a step forward.

This step brought him right up to Su Tianxiao.

Their noses almost collided.

Su Tianxiao frowned and instinctively wanted to back away, but he was stared at by Qin Feng's eyes, which had suddenly become deep and unfathomable.

[Divine Eye, open.]

hum!

Qin Feng's perspective suddenly changed.

The world has lost its color, leaving only a complex and chaotic flow of data.

His gaze swept past Su Tianxiao's old face and landed on the exquisite handmade navy blue Tang suit he was wearing.

Lines of small, golden characters appeared.

【Item: Suzhou Embroidery Custom-Made Tang Suit (Handmade)】

【Material: Top-grade mulberry silk, gold thread】

[Condition: Wear level 3%]

Microscopic Trace Detection:

1. A trace amount of black powder remained in the fiber seam of the right sleeve. Ingredients: potassium nitrate, sulfur, and charcoal (raw material for homemade explosives).

2. Micron-sized pollen was found in the inner pocket of the collar. Species: Red Datura.

[Origin Traceability: Su Family Suicide Squad Training Camp (located underground in an abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs of Chengdu).]

[Related Events: Three days ago, on a rainy night, the assassination operation's commander-in-chief.]

Qin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

Good guy.

That old man looks respectable, but he's really up to no good behind the scenes.

Homemade explosives?

This isn't some kind of power struggle within a wealthy family; it's clearly a terrorist attack.

Qin Feng put away the data panel, his mockery deepening.

"Boss Su."

Qin Feng was not intimidated by the life-or-death threat. Instead, he reached out and naturally straightened Su Tianxiao's collar.

Su Tianxiao tensed up, and the bodyguard behind him immediately reached into his clothes.

"take it easy."

Qin Feng moved gently, like a junior showing respect to an elder, but his lips were close to Su Tianxiao's ear.

He spoke softly, in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Instead of talking about car accidents and medical disputes, I think we should talk about... that rainy night three days ago?"

Su Tianxiao's pupils suddenly contracted.

His body suddenly stiffened, and even his breathing stopped for a moment.

Qin Feng didn't give him time to react; the voice continued to penetrate his ears, carrying a chilling insight:

"The smell of gunpowder on the cuffs has been washed away, but some things can't be washed off. For example... that bit of red datura pollen."

boom!

It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in Su Tianxiao's mind.

He turned his head in disbelief, staring straight at Qin Feng as if he were looking at a demon who had just crawled out of hell.

How is that possible?!

The operation that night was top secret!

All the suicide bombers who participated committed suicide by poisoning themselves, and he even personally cleaned up their bodies!

He clearly sent that garment to the dry cleaners three times!

Aside from the core members of the assassination squad, nobody knew about the poisonous substance, Red Datura!

How could he possibly know so much?!

"you……"

Su Tianxiao opened his mouth, but it felt like there was sand stuck in his throat, making it too dry to make a sound.

A bone-chilling coldness spread throughout my body.

That was the shame and terror of being stripped naked and thrown under the spotlight.

He had no secrets from Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's smile deepened as he looked at the fine beads of cold sweat on Su Tianxiao's forehead.

"Boss Su, that's a pretty clever 'killing two birds with one stone' move."

Qin Feng patted Su Tianxiao's shoulder, which was as stiff as a rock. "Framing Su Linglong. Tsk tsk, if your niece finds out about this, or if the police go to that abandoned chemical plant in the western suburbs..."

"Shut up!!!"

Su Tianxiao let out a low growl.

His voice was trembling.

That face, which usually remained expressionless, was now twitching uncontrollably.

If this matter is exposed, not only will the Su family's collateral branch be finished, but Su Tianxiao's head will also be taken away!

This is a capital offense that will land you in jail for life!

The bodyguards around him looked bewildered, wondering why their boss had suddenly lost his composure.

"Shh-"

Qin Feng raised a finger to his lips. "Boss Su, why are you shouting so loudly in public? Aren't you afraid someone will hear you?"

Su Tianxiao gripped the wheelchair handles tightly, his fingernails almost digging into the leather.

He was panting heavily, the murderous intent in his eyes long gone, replaced by deep apprehension.

A weakness.

This is the real weakness.

Compared to the money-for-power deals that are out in the open, this kind of dirty secret that could ruin him is the real weapon in Qin Feng's hand.

Qin Feng looked at Su Tianxiao, who was terrified, and felt somewhat bored.

A wealthy family?

Peel back that glittering exterior, and you'll find nothing but a pile of rotten mud and shady schemes and plots.

"Alright."

Qin Feng withdrew his hand and patted Su Tianxiao's expensive Tang suit twice, as if brushing off dust.

*Slap. Slap.*

The two blows weren't loud, but they sounded like two slaps to Su Tianxiao's face, extinguishing all his arrogance.

"Get the money ready for tonight's auction."

Qin Feng took a step back, reverting to his usual nonchalant tone, but his eyes were chillingly cold: "Don't disappoint me. You know, if I'm not careful with my words, I might spill everything."

After saying that, he didn't even glance at Su Wenbin, who was still wriggling in the wheelchair next to him.

Turn around.

He pulled up Su Qingxue, who was still in a daze.

"Let's go, Qingxue."

Qin Feng's voice softened again: "The air here isn't good, let's go somewhere else for some fresh air."

The two walked past the group of bewildered bodyguards in black and strode away.

The sunlight cast long shadows on their backs.

At the hospital entrance.

Su Tianxiao remained in the same posture, pushing the wheelchair, like a weathered sculpture.

Cold sweat trickled down his temples and dripped onto the back of his hand.

"master……"

The bodyguard captain cautiously approached, "Should we send someone to follow them and find an opportunity..."

The bodyguard made a throat-slitting gesture.

Snapped!

Su Tianxiao slapped the bodyguard hard across the face.

The slap was delivered with full force, causing the bodyguard to bleed from the corner of his mouth and making Su Tianxiao stagger.

"Get out! All of you, get out!"

Su Tianxiao roared, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "No one is allowed to touch him! Anyone who touches him, I'll kill their entire family!!"

Hands-on?

Do you want to die?

That young man was not a sheep; he was a dragon in human skin!

Until he figured out exactly how much evidence Qin Feng had, Qin Feng was his ancestor!

Su Tianxiao looked in the direction Qin Feng had gone; the dilapidated taxi had disappeared into the traffic.

He took a deep breath, but he couldn't stop his heart from pounding wildly.

……

"Brother Feng."

In the car, Su Qingxue would occasionally look back in the direction of the hospital, only breathing a sigh of relief when she confirmed that no one was chasing after her.

She looked at Qin Feng beside her.

The man was leaning back in his chair, resting with his eyes closed, showing no sign of the tension he had just experienced in a confrontation.

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng asked with his eyes closed.

"What did you... say to him just now?" Su Qingxue asked softly. "That bad old man seemed very afraid of you."

She could see it clearly.

One second Su Tianxiao was about to kill someone, the next second he was suddenly covered in sweat.

Qin Feng opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Su Qingxue.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the car window, gilding the girl's half-perfect profile with a golden edge.

"It's nothing."

Qin Feng reached out and ruffled her hair, giving her a mysterious smile.

"I just told him to remember to check the almanac before going out tonight. Because..."

Qin Feng looked out the window at the fleeting street scene, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Because tonight, someone is going to have a huge hemorrhage."