Chapter 309 Returning to the Capital!

h reason and sentiment dictated that he should take good care of her.The day Wang Zheng arrived at Tiangping Mountain Villa, he had already discovered that someone had slipped chronic poison into Shen...Chapter 309: Returning to the Capital!

Looking at that gentle smile, Chen Lin nodded his head half-understandingly.

Hearing this familiar yet strange voice, Chen Kang trembled all over and only struggled to turn around after ten seconds or so. He stared at those two men—those brothers who could be called lifelong comrades.

"Captain!"

When Chen Kang shouted out that name, he found tears streaming down his face. The blurry figure in his memories had suddenly become clear again.

Yang Ming stood to one side, observing everything with a corner of his mouth twitching into an impish smile. However, his eyes were filled with sincerity and emotion.

Hua Hong on the other side seemed to understand something as well, hastily wiping away her tears with her sleeve.

Wang Zheng held Chen Lin's hand, stood up, walked over to Chen Kang’s side. Looking at his legs that were only half there and at his eyes filled with determination despite being tormented by life, Wang Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

SUPPORTING CHEN KANG'S SHOULDER, WANG ZHENG WHISPERED SOFTLY: "It's good to be alive."

That was right. For them—the Special Forces who lived daily amidst gunfire and bloodshed—surviving after so many battles was already a grand luxury.

Especially in that last battle, surviving, living on with their brothers, nothing could compare to the joy of such survival. Only by walking through life-and-death situations can one truly cherish and love life.

The truth lies after the flurry of excitement.

"Hua Hong, Hua Hong, quickly go prepare some dishes, take out those bottles of River Yang Liquor from under the bed; today I have to drink with Captain and Stallion!"

"Alright." With a choked voice, Hua Hong agreed. She could see that her husband was the happiest he had been in years.

"Chen Kang, what about our matter"

"That's right, your child is beaten up like this; you have to give an explanation!"

Those old neighbors were still thinking about it. To them, the reunion of comrades-in-arms or surviving after a calamity had nothing to do with them.

"I'm sorry, I apologize on my son's behalf." Chen Kang said seriously: "Such incidents will never happen again."

Seeing his father apologizing, young Chen Lin felt as though his heart was being torn apart.

"An apology Do you think an apology is enough" A man in a vest sneered. "If I were to beat your child and then say 'Sorry for the mistake,' would you be okay with that"

"How much is an apology worth" another plump woman with her hands on her hips said, and her bloated face quivered as she spoke.

What they didn't know was that getting Chen Kang to apologize was already a very difficult thing.

Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and walked up to the man in the vest. After glancing at them, he said, "What do you want"

"Compensation for medical expenses and mental distress." The man hesitated before saying, "Our few families should get at least a thousand."

Chen Kang's home was only his wife who could work on the farm. By selling grain, they earned just a meager income. Excluding Yang Ming's support, Chen Kang’s family made less than a thousand yuan per month. This man in the vest asking for a thousand at once did seem to be overreaching.

"Oh Only one thousand Such little amount" Wang Zheng asked with a smile that was not quite a smile.

"A thousand... hmm, fifteen hundred!" The man hesitantly raised the price.

"Is this enough" Wang Zheng took out a stack of red banknotes from his pocket. There seemed to be more than five or six thousand in total.

"Enough! More than enough!" Seeing that pile of cash, the man’s eyes sparkled, and he reached for it. The other parents, seeing this, exchanged glances and saw joy in each other's eyes; they had run into a chump today!

"Don't be too hasty."

Wang Zheng pulled back the money slightly and said, "If you agree to one condition of mine, I'll give all this to you."

"What's the condition" The man inquired warily.

"Let’s get along amiably from now on. Don’t fuss over trivial matters."

“Is that it”

“That's all.”

“Alright, we agree." The man in the vest said while patting his chest.

"Alright then, here’s your money," Wang Zheng said.

The moment he spoke, he swung his arm upward powerfully, and those fifty or so red notes were scattered into the air, fluttering gracefully.

“Go pick them up. As long as you retrieve them all, they’ll be yours,” Wang Zheng said with narrowed eyes.

The man in the vest and the others looked deeply at Wang Zheng, their emotions complex but ultimately bent down to pick up the red banknotes from the ground one by one, their movements becoming increasingly quicker.

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At the dining table, the three men drank glass after glass without much conversation. Many things were understood implicitly.

"Captain, it's a pity that I can't join you to fight enemies." Chen Kang had already consumed half a catty of liquor; the 56-degree Heyang Daqu was quite potent. After drinking more, Chen Kang became talkative.

"You also can't join me to flirt with girls," Yang Ming said with a chuckle.

"When did I ever flirt with any girl" Chen Kang punched Yang Ming and laughed, saying that he had never been this happy in the past years.

Wang Zheng squinted his eyes as he tasted Hua Hong's dishes. To be honest, her cooking was really good. The authentic farm-style cuisine could easily make others' appetites soar; it was incomparably better than those so-called delicacies from mountains and seas.

"Damn it, this is truly great," Yang Ming tilted his head back and poured the alcohol directly down his throat, saying, "If there were more people here, that would be even better."

If only there were more people.

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng sighed softly. Chen Kang remained silent as well.

Might having realized he had said something wrong, Yang Ming awkwardly smiled and said, "In fact, it feels like all of this happened just yesterday."

"How about you come back to the capital with me" Wang Zheng looked at Chen Kang in his wheelchair; his voice was low. He would be willing to support him for life since his brother had been crippled.

"What good can I do if I return to the capital" Chen Kang smiled bitterly, saying, "I'll only be a burden on you."

"I think Hua Hong's cooking is excellent. Currently, country-style dishes are popular all over the place. If I open a restaurant in the capital and let her become the chef, what do you think"

Wang Zheng knew that this brother of his was not used to living off others' efforts; he had a straightforward nature. The only way to bring him back to the capital would be through this method.

"Is Hua Hong capable enough" Chen Kang hesitated.

"Your wife is definitely up for it!" Yang Ming was excited too: "When that time comes, you'll be the boss and she'll be the head chef. I will guard the place as a security guard; if anyone tries to eat without paying, I’ll slap them with one hand."

"Brothers gathered together can pool their strength and tackle difficulties collectively, making everyone feel at ease." Wang Zheng really did not want Chen Kang to continue living this way. Hua Hong was only around 28 or 29 years old but looked like she was in her forties, and today’s incident with the villagers certainly wasn't an isolated occurrence.

"Alright, I'll talk it over with Hua Hong later." Chen Kang nodded firmly.

"Captain, are you going to take revenge on Nanjiang" Yang Ming took a bite of chicken and asked.

"There's plenty of time for that. No rush; I've eaten too much already and can't digest it all," Wang Zheng squinted his eyes and said with a smile.

Dong Qinpeng dares to send people after him, which indicates that he is prepared for a desperate fight. Wang Zheng doesn't have to show him any mercy.

Yang Ming chuckled and said, "Captain, it's not your style to suffer a loss without retaliating."

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "You worry too much. You were the one who failed the mission and turned against us. What do you think your boss will do to you"

"What boss He pays me, I work for him—that's all there is to it. If not for his daughter being so beautiful, I wouldn't have stayed with him for such a long time. Captain, if you give the order, I'll take care of him." Yang Ming paused and then said slyly, "His daughter really is very pretty."

"What kind of background does your boss have" Wang Zheng asked.

"He's not my boss; you're my boss," Yang Ming corrected.

"Stop flattery."

Yang Ming said, "Chen Anshi is fifty-two years old. He should now be considered the biggest mafia leader in Nanjiang Province, coming from a background in organized crime. Dong Qinpeng is his sworn brother. This man is trying hard to legitimize himself; I know many of his secrets." Yang Ming smiled and added, "When we were with Long Lin, our intelligence gathering capabilities were no less than those of the security agents."

"Tell me more," Wang Zheng said, showing interest.

"He has a trading group in Nanjiang that deals with over a billion dollars annually. The profit is also several hundred million."

“What kind of trade”

"Everything from machinery and textiles to agricultural products, as well as drugs and weapons." Yang Ming took a sip of wine and said, "He's ruthless but can be considered talented."

"Of course. Now that he is trying to legitimize himself, the last two items are decreasing significantly. He operates them under another company's name in secret, severing all ties so there isn't much evidence linking him."

“Where does he mainly import weapons from” Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes; this was a big fish.

"Primarily Russia and Vietnam, Laos as well," Yang Ming said dismissively. "Not quality stuff, just for turf wars within the country. However, he also sells many goods to the Middle East and makes quite some profit excluding shipping costs."

“Honestly speaking, calling Chen Anshi the richest man in Nanjiang wouldn't be an overstatement; however, it's an underground wealth.” Yang Ming mimicked Wang Zheng’s mannerism and narrowed his eyes. “Shall we take care of this wealthy fellow”

"He's a fat guy; we can't eat him all at once," said Wang Zheng. "But someone who dares to send people after me will definitely meet their end."

“We won’t talk about these matters today; let’s plan when we return to the capital. Let's drink properly and set off tomorrow with Chen Kang and Hua Hong back to the capital.” Wang Zheng downed his glass of wine.

The capital, after half a year without seeing it, I really miss it.

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