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It was 8 p.m., Ye Heng's time to get off work.

However, Su Yingxue decided to work overtime at the company that night because she was attending a class reunion, and stayed overnight in the office.

Xia He, being an intern, finished get off work earlier than him and had already returned to school.

"Sigh, I'm now an old person living alone."

Ye Heng sighed and stepped into the elevator.

He was so bored at work that he had nothing to do but play games to pass the time.

He was already considering telling Su Yingxue that she should just stop coming to the company and stay home to collect her salary.

No sooner had Ye Heng left than Qiao Wei, who had been keeping an eye on him, sent a message.

"Young Master Su, the president is working overtime today. Ye Heng went home alone and just got into the elevator."

Ye Heng stepped out of the elevator and hailed a taxi.

"Master, go to Zhenxi Pavilion."

The taxi driver nodded and started the meter as usual.

The bright yellow taxi drove into the traffic and sped along the road.

Gradually, the traffic around us decreased, and the road became wider.

This is clearly not the way to Zhenxi Pavilion!

The taxi driver glanced at Ye Heng, who was fast asleep in the back seat, through the rearview mirror, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"What a careless kid, he didn't even realize he was about to die."

Finally, the taxi stopped on a remote mountain road.

"Is this the place you chose?"

Ye Heng opened his eyes and asked calmly.

The taxi driver was quite surprised. "You noticed?"

Ye Heng pointed to his arm, "Your biceps are almost as thick as my thigh. What taxi driver has time to train like that?"

The taxi driver never expected that the reason he was exposed was so simple.

"I don't know whether to call you smart or stupid. Knowing there was a problem, you still dared to walk into the lion's den?"

"Brothers, come out!"

Shi Gang shouted, and three or four burly men dressed in black climbed over the railing and surrounded Ye Heng.

"Who sent you?" Ye Heng asked.

"That's not something you should be concerned about," Shi Gang sneered.

"I was just thinking, who's so stupid as to think that a bunch of trash like you can take me down?"

Shi Gang was furious.

"What a sharp-tongued brat! He's not much of a guy, but his tone is incredibly arrogant!"

"I'm telling you straight, tonight, I'm taking your leg! Not even Jesus could save it! And every time you get better, I'll break it again. Every time you get better, I'll break it again. You'll never be able to stand up again for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, Shi Gang waved his hand, signaling his men to take action.

"Don't blame us for being ruthless; blame yourself for messing with the wrong people!"

Four burly men rushed forward. Their motto was: no bluffing, if a group fight could solve the problem, they would never fight one-on-one!

Shi Gang was well aware of the strength of his men. These men could not only deal with a young punk, but they could also fight against legendary martial arts masters!

But he was immediately dumbfounded.

His four men, whom he was so proud of, had just rushed forward when they flew back at an even faster speed.

He didn't even see how Ye Heng made his move; it was just a blur before the four burly men were lying on the ground, unable to get up.

"What a joke!" Shi Gang exclaimed in shock.

Ye Heng walked slowly towards him, his voice unhurried: "What did you just say?"

"You said you'd break my legs? You said you'd break them every time?"

"Are you trying to make sure I can never stand up again?"

Now, Ye Heng's voice sounded like a demon to Shi Gang, and he immediately knelt down on the ground.

"Master! Senior! You are a dignified martial artist, please don't stoop to my level, you scoundrel. I was just joking!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed frantically, his forehead covered in blood.

"I don't think this is a joke. It's not impossible for me to spare your life, but it depends on whether you cooperate with me."

Ye Heng looked down at him, unmoved by Shi Gang's pleas.

"S-Senior, please feel free to ask if you have any requests..."

"Who sent you?"

Shi Gang was speechless for a moment, and even stopped kowtowing.

He dared not say it.

I dare not say that Su Wangchuan sent them; in his line of work, revealing one's employer is a major taboo!

Not to mention that Su Wangchuan, that ruthless guy, wouldn't let him off the hook, the leader of the Night Raven Society would definitely be the first to clean house!

He vaguely remembered when he first joined the club.

He was arrested along with his elder brother because the operation failed, and they ended up leaking information about their employer.

Even while in prison, they were cut into eight pieces by men sent by the leader, their deaths were gruesome.

"I...I can't say!"

"Not cooperating?"

"Except for...except for this...I can cooperate with you." Shi Gang was sweating profusely, fear engulfing his mind, and his whole body was trembling.

"But that's exactly what I want to know!"

Ye Heng focused his gaze and waved his hand.

Ten silvery-white needle-like rays appeared in front of him, rising and falling in the air.

These are silver needles formed from condensed true qi!

"A... a Xiantian martial artist!?"

Shi Gang was shocked. He knew Ye Heng was a martial artist, but he didn't expect that the other party's cultivation had actually reached the Innate Realm!

With such cultivation, one could practically do whatever one wanted in an ordinary prefecture-level city.

In Jinling, such a person is one in ten thousand, no, at least one in a million!

Ye Heng circulated his true energy, and ten silver needles shot into Shi Gang's head like bullets, firmly embedding themselves in his scalp.

He had barely entertained the idea of ​​resistance when his eyes rolled back and he lost consciousness.

"Who sent you?"

"It's Su Wangchuan."

It was him? Ye Heng had noticed that Su Wangchuan's gaze towards him was different that day, and he was already prepared, but he didn't expect that he would actually make a move on the second day.

"Tell me everything you know."

"Su Wangchuan harbors ill intentions towards the Su Group and considers Su Yingxue his possession. Qiao Wei was sent by him to gather intelligence and monitor Su Yingxue."

After hearing these words...

Ye Heng sneered.

This Su Wangchuan is truly ugly but has grandiose dreams; he actually covets his own fiancée.

Tolerable or unbearable.

If it were simply a matter of killing Su Wangchuan, that would be far too easy!

All he needs to do now is find him and break his neck.

But that didn't quell his anger.

Killing someone is the worst strategy; destroying their spirit is the best.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Shi Gang, whose mouth was beginning to foam, and immediately pierced his head with ten silver needles of true qi.

thump!

The body fell, raising a cloud of dust.

Su Wangchuan, a clown who jumped around, was not worth his attention.

But now, Ye Heng is willing to make plans for him.

"Let's go home first, and then we can discuss this further."

It's hard to get a taxi in the suburbs now, but Ye Heng simply lifted his leg and took a step, and sped off like a supercar.

People jogging around at night only felt a gust of wind, and when they turned around, they couldn't see the person anymore. They thought it was a group of street racers.