Chapter 211: Golden Blade, Silver Thread - Xiao Chenyu!
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"A while ago, someone approached me and asked if I wanted to advance further in politics."
"What did you say"
"I said yes."
"With your current momentum, it's not difficult for you to enter the central government one day. How do you still want to advance further" Wang Zheng frowned.
"You don't understand."
"What don’t I understand Speak up or else I’ll make you suffer from the poison immediately," Wang Zheng wasn’t in the mood to play guessing games with Song Mingwei.
"At this stage, everyone wants to go higher and further. Everyone wants to aim for that position. It's just they don't say it out loud."
“But dealing with me will help you reach that position” asked Wang Zheng.
“It’s not me who wants to deal with you, but the other person does. Because he said he would help me get to that position.”
Wang Zheng sneered and laughed: "Really naive, do you believe this"
"I have no choice but to believe it," a look of unutterable pain flashed across Song Mingwei's face.
"Why"
"Just like how you control me, he controls me too."
“Who is he How does he contact you” Upon hearing that Song Mingwei was under someone else’s control, Wang Zheng’s heart clenched tightly and his eyes narrowed further.
“It's a man. I know nothing else. Every time he sends people to pick me up and take me somewhere. Once in the car, my face is covered so I don’t know where we’re going. Plus, I never see his true face because he always wears a mask,” Song Mingwei, having regained some strength, spoke with less difficulty.
Wang Zheng's frown deepened as he listened to Song Mingwei’s account.
But at least now Wang Zheng knew that there was someone else behind Song Mingwei.
No further useful information could be obtained from Song Mingwei, so Wang Zheng patted the latter's face and shook the silver needle that made one’s heart race: "You won’t sell me out, right"
“No, I won't tell him you came.”
"Good," Wang Zheng nodded. “But I don’t believe you.”
“I don’t want to go through that suffering again, so I definitely won’t say anything,” Song Mingwei said resolutely.
"Don't try to fool me with such words; I'm not as naive as you." Wang Zheng inserted a needle into Song Mingwei's neck, saying, "You might as well sleep for a few months. I also want to know who else the masked man can turn to aside from your endorsement."
When Song Mingwei's head dropped down, he fainted.
It seems that the entire Song family isn't united after all.
Song Mingsheng was right; despite appearing upright and honest, the eldest brother Song Mingwei is actually very ruthless and decisive. For his ultimate goal, he's willing to do anything, so Wang Zheng can't fully trust what he says either.
If everything he said was true, then the Song family had harbored thoughts of disloyalty towards the Su Family long ago. With both Su Beijiang and Su Nan Guo around, it would be impossible for Song Mingwei to get that position no matter what, and Zhang Binghao might even take precedence over him.
Every man has ambition; Song Mingwei is no exception.
However, who exactly is this masked person Why use Song Mingwei in such a manner What's his ultimate goal
After pondering for two minutes, Wang Zheng felt a headache coming on. Such profound questions should be left to his cheap senior brother Shangguan Zhiyong; after all, he himself is merely a brute force type.
Wang Zheng didn't wait for Song Ziyue's return before preparing to leave.
But just as he was about to open Song Mingwei's door, a beam of golden light suddenly shot towards his face at high speed!
Wang Zheng couldn’t even react in advance; only sensing the flash of gold did he feel the intense wind rush towards him.
Instinctively leaning back, Wang Zheng simultaneously flicked out a handful of silver needles.
The golden beam suddenly swerved when it was about to enter the door panel and aimed straight for Wang Zheng's throat, sweeping across again as if splitting this dim corridor in two!
Wang Zheng pushed off against the wall with his feet and retreated sharply.
In such a confined space, he would eventually be struck by that golden beam; there was no choice but to create some room for himself.
Unexpectedly, as Wang Zheng retreated, the golden light actually retracted itself, spinning in mid-air while drawing golden arcs.
Taking advantage of this moment, Wang Zheng switched on the lights and saw an Eastern man wearing black hooded sweatpants and a mask standing in the large living room. A silver thread was wrapped around his wrist, with a gold knife about the size of a dagger hanging from it!
The golden beam he had just seen came from this small gold knife.
That mysterious man looked at Wang Zheng; his eyes were hidden by the shadow of his cap and no emotion could be discerned, but Wang Zheng felt that this person was extremely confident.
This type of weapon seemed familiar to Wang Zheng, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Wang Zheng's hand trembled slightly; a micro silenced pistol dropped into his palm from the sleeve. Facing an opponent who could potentially cause him danger, Wang Zheng didn't want to take any chances.
The mysterious man was still spinning the knife when suddenly he lifted his arm and that small gold knife shot towards Wang Zheng without warning! This move seemed almost defying common sense in terms of inertia from Wang Zheng's perspective!
Wang Zheng shifted his body, and that beam of golden light shot to the side. However, before Wang Zheng could take another step to dodge, the golden blade suddenly turned sharply under the silver thread's pull, sweeping towards Wang Zheng’s left side!
The golden blade might not be aiming at him, but Wang Zheng was certain that the other party's true intention was for the silver thread to touch him.
Without a doubt, that golden blade must have been able to cut through iron like it was mud. But Wang Zheng absolutely couldn’t ignore that mysterious man’s silver-colored thread!
From the current trend, the mysterious man wanted to use the gold blade and silver thread to trap him in between them. If he continued with his current trajectory of movement, if the silver thread were to cut through him, Wang Zheng wouldn't doubt being cut in half at the waist.
Wang Zheng wasn’t brave enough to try out how sharp that silver thread was with his body, but at this moment, there was no way for Wang Zheng to avoid it!
The speed of the golden blade and silver thread were simply too fast. The silver thread led by the golden blade rushed straight towards his waist. Whether he moved up or down, left or right, Wang Zheng didn’t have any opportunities at all; there wasn’t even enough time for him to dodge this attack!
The waist was the hardest place to defend! It also required the most time to guard.
At this moment, that mysterious man hadn't moved his feet at all. With just one hand, he casually waved the golden blade and silver thread, pushing Wang Zheng into such a predicament!
In this critical moment when there was no way to avoid it, Wang Zheng raised his knee high and met that glinting silver thread with his calf.
The golden blade passed by Wang Zheng’s side, while the silver thread sliced through the air, cutting towards Wang Zheng’s calf!
As expected, that silver thread was no less sharp than a golden blade that could cut through iron like mud. Without any resistance at all, it cut through Wang Zheng’s trouser leg and produced an ear-piercing sound of metal scraping against metal.
This was the lead-mercury weighted bag on Wang Zheng's legs!
For so many years, with the exception of a few summers, Wang Zheng had worn ten kilograms worth of weighted bags on each leg. It had long become a habit, but he never expected that this nearly forgotten habit would save him from having one of his legs cut off.
Even if it could cut through iron like mud, the silver thread couldn't sever the dense alloy of lead and mercury!
The moment Wang Zheng’s calf struck the silver thread, he didn’t even turn around. Instead, he fired three shots behind him with his hand.
That mysterious man had long anticipated that Wang Zheng would counterattack when dodging. His body twisted in a way that violated physical laws, causing those three bullets capable of locking down any evasive angle to miss their target!
Even though they didn’t hit him, it still gave Wang Zheng an opportunity to dodge. The silver thread followed the hem of his pants upward under the golden blade’s pull, directly cutting up all the pants below his knees into tatters.
Taking this chance, Wang Zheng leaned back, and his hand passed through under his armpit as he fired another three shots!
But a surprising scene then unfolded!
The mysterious man wearing the hooded sweatshirt twisted his body once more, evading that close-range shot! It seemed like he had already known which direction Wang Zheng would shoot in!
How fast were bullets This man could calmly avoid them!
The magazine of a micro pistol only held six rounds. After firing those off, it needed to be reloaded. But Wang Zheng didn’t have that kind of time; his opponent wouldn't give him the chance to reload!
Wang Zheng treated the gun in his hand as a brick and swung it directly at the mysterious man!
Crack!
A clear metallic sound echoed as the golden knife collided with the pistol, causing the latter to fly away. However, the golden knife was pulled back by silver threads and returned to the mysterious man's hand in mid-air.
The speed and accuracy were astounding; Wang Zheng couldn't even see how he had moved!
"How fast," said Wang Zheng seriously.
After a long silence, the mysterious man finally spoke. His voice was somewhat hoarse: "Back in Ningxia, my carelessness let you slip away."
"I didn't expect that you would be so much stronger than I imagined."
"Was it you who tried to assassinate me on the mountain road" Wang Zheng's glasses narrowed.
"If I had shot to destroy your driver's cabin back then instead of just playing around, do you think you'd still be alive now" The mysterious man's tone carried a hint of ridicule.
Wang Zheng shook his head and smiled: "But I won't thank you. You don't know that there was a micro-drone hovering 1500 meters above my head, providing coordinates for the long-range sniper"
The mysterious man paused in surprise: "Drone"
"It's used to provide target information to ultra-long-range snipers," said Wang Zheng with a slight smile. "If I had died, you would have been reduced to meat paste by an ultra-long-range sniper cannon."
The mysterious man was stunned again and then asked, "So, should I thank you for not being dead"
"You're welcome," said Wang Zheng as his eyes never left the weapon in the other's hand.
Wang Zheng's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. "I finally know who you are."
"Golden Blade, Silver Threads, you must be Xiao Chenyu!"
How did you figure that out" The mysterious man was stunned once more; this was the third time Wang Zheng had shaken him with his words, and in such a critical moment, being shocked was undoubtedly fatal!
Before the other could react, Wang Zheng's right hand flicked again, sending out another powder packet.
The mysterious man immediately struck it down with his golden knife, causing the powder to burst into an intense mist in the living room.
A thick choking smell filled the air; visibility dropped sharply. The mysterious man started coughing violently!
Almost simultaneously with the bursting of the powder packet, flames erupted from Wang Zheng's left hand.
"I forgot to tell you: I'm not just carrying one gun!night made her feel uneasy, and Wang Zheng was her strongest support now. Also, she only realized how scary it was to live alone in such a big villa when Wang Zheng pointed out its size."Please, Miss,...