The Mad Warriors

Wang He truly couldn't believe that Wang Xuan would actually give up everything in the underworld to return to China for such a "special" girl.

"I wouldn't have made a move if she wasn't in the infirmary. After all, my current status is somewhat special, and it wouldn't be a wise move for me to take action in China for any reason." When Wang Xuan said these words to Wang He, Wang He became more credible about Wang Xuan's reasons for returning to China.

After Wang Xuan attributed the credit to Wang He, everything seemed to fall into place.

After Liang Zhixia helped Wang He treat his wounds, everyone was escorted downstairs.

Wang Xuan was very nervous. Liang Zhixia had been by his side the whole time but hadn't said a word to him, which was not a good sign. Liang Zhixia had once warned Wang Xuan that she would never forgive him for shooting those underage soldiers.

Wang He was regarded as a hero and carried out of the building on a stretcher. At this time, the leaders of the Northwest Security Bureau also arrived.

Wang Xuan had been wanting to have a proper talk with Liang Zhixia, and was just about to speak when a middle-aged female doctor in a white coat came over tremblingly and grabbed Liang Zhixia's hands: "Zhixia, it's alright, it's alright."

Before returning to China, Wang Xuan had done his homework. Wasn't this middle-aged female doctor Liang Zhixia's mother? In other words, wasn't she his mother-in-law?

Wang Xuan immediately perked up, quickly tidied his handsome hairstyle, and went to his mother-in-law with a sunny smile: "Auntie, hello." Liang Zhixia wanted to stop Wang Xuan, but it was too late.

Liang Zhixia's mother glanced at Wang Xuan, her eyes practically sparkling with the look of someone seeing their future son-in-law. She nodded to Wang Xuan first, greeting him, "Hello, who are you?" Looking at the strikingly handsome Wang Xuan, Liang Zhixia's mother naturally had no idea that this was her future son-in-law.

Liang Zhixia immediately stopped Wang Xuan and blurted out, "He's just a friend of mine, he just came back from abroad." Well, Liang Zhixia's mother, Xia Wenyin, completely misunderstood and immediately nodded affirmatively, "Yes, a returnee from overseas, not bad, not bad."

Wang Xuan gently pushed Liang Zhixia away: "Auntie, Zhixia has been too embarrassed to tell you. My name is Wang Xuan. Zhixia and I have known each other for many years and have always kept in touch. I just got off the plane today and was originally planning to meet Zhixia first, and then arrange for us to meet tonight. I didn't expect that we would meet under these circumstances. I didn't even prepare a gift. I'm sorry."

Wang Xuan's words were simple, but the implication was quite clear: he was telling Dr. Xia Wenyin that Wang Xuan was Liang Zhixia's boyfriend.

Sure enough, Dr. Xia Wenyin, who had been teary-eyed just moments before, was now beaming with joy. She immediately grabbed Wang Xuan's hand: "Oh dear, you silly child, what's with all this talk about gifts? Let's sit down tonight then, I'll talk to Zhixia's father about it later."

Dr. Xia Wenyin was laughing, but Liang Zhixia tried her best to stop Wang Xuan: "Mom, don't listen to this scoundrel. He's not my boyfriend." Xia Wenyin immediately became unhappy: "Why are you angry, child? Look at that terrible scene just now, Wang Xuan was there for you. Don't be angry." Dr. Xia Wenyin knew all too well that it was not easy for her daughter to meet such a man given her current circumstances, so of course she had to seize the opportunity.

After scolding Liang Zhixia, Dr. Xia Wenyin immediately made a phone call: "Old Liang, it's nothing, it's nothing. I have some good news for you. Our daughter's boyfriend is back from abroad. Yes, yes, yes, oh, how did you know? Oh, oh, okay, okay, we'll talk about it when we meet tonight."

Liang Zhixia turned around and looked at the silly-looking Wang Xuan with extreme anger: "Why did you tell my mother that you are my boyfriend?" It seems that Wang Xuan did not take the initiative to say it; it was Liang Zhixia who said it herself.

Wang Xuan, the simple-minded fellow, scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly at this moment: "Oh, hehe, I'm quitting my work abroad. I'm back because..." As he said this, Wang Xuan leaned close to Liang Zhixia's ear and whispered, "I'm back to marry you."

Girls are usually very shy, and Liang Zhixia blushed immediately.

Dr. Xia Wenyin was truly like a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law, growing more and more fond of him as she stared at the goofy-looking Wang Xuan. If this scene of Wang Xuan scratching his head so innocently were to reach the underworld, eighty percent of the assassins and thieves there would be utterly astonished. When did Death God Xuanbing ever have such a side to him?

However, at this moment, two people from the National Security Bureau dressed in Zhongshan suits approached Wang Xuan and took out their identification: "Hello, Mr. Wang Xuan, we are from the Northwest Bureau of the National Security Bureau. Our deputy director would like to have a few words with you."

When Wang Xuan was led to a Hongqi car, a strikingly handsome man stepped out. He was dignified and aloof, composed and reserved, with short hair that complemented his square face, characteristic of Chinese soldiers, giving him a clean and efficient appearance. His sturdy build resembled a pine tree, seemingly in the prime of his youth. Most importantly, this man was very young, at most a member of the post-80s generation.

To Wang Xuan's surprise, this post-80s generation has already become a deputy bureau chief?

The man shook hands with Wang Xuan casually: "Hello, Mr. Wang Xuan, I am Zhang Haipeng, Deputy Director of the Northwest Bureau." Wang Xuan was somewhat at a loss; this was the first time he had such a formal conversation with someone from the Chinese government. Wang Xuan could tell that this deputy director was a former military officer.

Although Dr. Xia Wenyin was happy to see her son-in-law, she was still very curious as to why the National Security Bureau had taken Wang Xuan away! Dr. Xia Wenyin asked Liang Zhixia, who was in a state of reminiscence, "Daughter, daughter, what is Wang Xuan doing abroad? Why did I see the National Security Bureau looking for him? Could he be a bad guy?"

Liang Zhixia was naturally furious and retorted angrily, "Yes, he's a terrorist abroad." Then she turned and ran away. Therefore, Dr. Xia Wenyin assumed her daughter was deliberately saying that because she was angry with Wang Xuan, and so she said nonchalantly, "Oh dear, my daughter has kept it well hidden. I knew she hadn't had a boyfriend all these years." Actually, Dr. Xia Wenyin was still somewhat saddened as she said this; her daughter had been so beautiful, and because she joined a medical aid team abroad, she almost didn't return.

The dashing Zhang Haipeng first expressed his gratitude to Wang Xuan: "First of all, thank you for your righteous intervention. The General Administration has already issued an order to suspend all surveillance on you. I just don't understand one thing, and I hope you can tell me. We're all men." Zhang Haipeng seems to have a high EQ; he actually used a different approach to get information out of Wang Xuan, and Wang Xuan had to answer it.

Faced with such an inquiry, Wang Xuan shrugged, expressing his helplessness: "I really gave up everything in the underworld to return to China. Don't worry, I even cleaned up all my enemies in the underworld before returning home, so I guarantee I won't cause any trouble for your local security department." Although Wang Xuan said this casually, it still shocked Zhang Haipeng.

It seems this guy is truly determined to return to China. The Security Bureau does indeed have information that, in the past three months, Death God Xuanbing has traveled all over the world, killing many powerful figures in the underworld. Now the mystery is solved; they all had grudges against him, and Wang Xuan was doing this to ensure he wouldn't face any further trouble after returning home.

Just then, a special agent from the Security Bureau handed a cell phone to Deputy Director Zhang Haipeng: "Director Zhang, take a look at this." Wang Xuan, like a curious child, leaned over to look at it.

Wang Xuan glanced at the video and his face instantly darkened. The video on the phone was of himself making his move in the nursing room. Wang Xuan had planned everything perfectly, but he hadn't anticipated that there would be a video in the corner of the nursing room. Wang Xuan was baffled. Didn't the thugs notice? Didn't they know to disable the surveillance footage? These White Tiger Regiment special forces soldiers were so unprofessional. Sure enough, people from that effeminate country are good for nothing except getting cancer.

Zhang Haipeng watched the video again and again. Wang Xuan's eight-second kill in the video was quite shocking to him. He believed that he could never do it so skillfully and calmly.

Finally, after watching it for the fifth time, Zhang Haipeng exclaimed, "Beautiful!" At the same time, he put away his phone and glared at Wang Xuan with a menacing look, saying, "It seems you studied in Israel. However, let me give you a piece of advice: this is China." With that, he got into his car and drove away.

Wang Xuan was now unhappy. How could he have missed the surveillance cameras in the nursing room? Wang Xuan was well aware that if the security department used his threat level against him, even if he had given "Ghost" the paint, it wouldn't have made a difference.

Perhaps it's true what they say: no one knows what tomorrow will bring, but life goes on. Wang Xuan picked his nose and walked out of the hospital. Now, everything here was no longer relevant to him; he needed to prepare for meeting his parents that evening.

Humming a little tune as he walked out of the hospital, Wang Xuan took out his phone: "Hello, it's me. Have you prepared everything I asked you to? Oh, if it's not ready, remember to keep one eye open when you go to sleep tonight." Feeling a bit annoyed, Wang Xuan hung up the phone in a huff. Unfortunately, a campervan stopped next to him, and the electric door opened.

"Dad!" A child called out to Wang Xuan from inside the car. Wang Xuan almost fainted on the spot. He wasn't even married yet, so where did this child come from? Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the same Korean widow from before. Immediately, Wang Xuan's mind raced. Could this Korean widow be willing to offer herself to him for three million US dollars?

The Korean widow in the car handed Wang Xuan a check: "A cash check for twenty million Chinese yuan." Wang Xuan started calculating the exchange rate on his fingers.

The South Korean widow in the car introduced herself with an air of arrogance: "Hello, my name is Park Yoon-joo. I'm the owner of Shengtai Biotechnology, and I'd like to have a chat with you."

Wang Xuan flicked the check with his finger: "I'll take the money. As for anything else, don't even think about it. Even if you're the biggest company in South Korea's biopharmaceutical industry, you still can't afford to hire me to protect you and your child." Wang Xuan was really pushing his luck.

Seemingly having been seen through by Wang Xuan's words, Park Yoon-joo remained composed: "How about we make a deal?"

When Wang Xuan heard about the transaction, his lecherous eyes scanned the widow quickly, like a scanner; she was indeed very attractive. Park Yoon-joo handed Wang Xuan her gold card business card: "Our Shengtai Biotechnology recently launched a project called 'Rebirth,' specifically for patients with skin damage."

After saying that, the RV drove away. But as it drove off, it vaguely left behind a message from Park Yoon-joo to her daughter: "He's not your father. Your father isn't as handsome as him."