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Chapter 841 - 844: The Death of Zhao Zhijie

Chapter 841: Chapter 844: The Death of Zhao Zhijie

Meng Kuang’s words came one after another, aggressive and irrefutable.

In fact, Qin Tian was very clear about the intention behind it, nothing more than trying to protect Zhao Zhijie!

But Qin Tian knew even more that if Zhao Zhijie was not killed today and gained Meng Kuang’s protection, it would be even more difficult to eliminate him in the future!

Qin Tian had sworn an oath to kill Zhao Zhijie.

At this moment, facing Meng Kuang’s words, Qin Tian did not respond directly but looked around, as if waiting for something.

"What’s the matter, Captain Qin, can’t you give me some face?"

Seeing that Qin Tian didn’t speak, Meng Kuang frowned slightly.

"If you insist on rushing in to capture him, I’m afraid it won’t be easy for you today. Who lives and who dies is still uncertain."

The tone of this sentence clearly carried a hint of threat from Meng Kuang.

"Humph," upon hearing Meng Kuang’s words, Qin Tian snorted coldly twice, then looked at Jiang Hu, who was also staring at Qin Tian with an anxious and uneasy look.

Both were waiting.

Waiting for Lin Yu and Xiao Zhuang.

"Captain Qin, our captain is being so polite to you, which is already giving you face. You better... heh heh, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. You probably don’t know the methods of our Skull. Whoever provokes us will suffer!"

Despite his injured hands, Hu Zhengwei still looked at Qin Tian and Jiang Hu with a sinister gaze, clutching his bleeding hand, speaking with an arrogant and disdainful tone, as if he were a victor in front of Qin Tian.

"Boss!"

Just when Qin Tian and Jiang Hu were anxious and didn’t know how to respond to Meng Kuang, in the distance, Xiao Zhuang and Lin Yu finally arrived.

They walked over swaggering, with relaxed and cheerful expressions on their faces.

Seeing their expressions, Qin Tian and Jiang Hu both breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, everything went smoothly!

After Lin Yu smiled and nodded slightly at Qin Tian, Qin Tian also smiled.

He smiled and turned to Meng Kuang, saying, "Since Captain Meng said so, fine. Today we will give Captain Meng some face. We’re not going in. Let’s go!"

After speaking, Qin Tian turned and walked away, followed closely by Jiang Hu, Xiao Zhuang, and Lin Yu.

"Humph, I thought you were very tough, fearless of heaven and earth; look at you now, chickening out in front of our captain?"

Seeing Qin Tian and his group "reluctantly" retreating, Hu Zhengwei sneered, looked at Meng Kuang, and said as he watched them leave with his head held high:

"Captain, it seems this Qin Tian is very afraid of you. Hehe, just with your title as the King of Mercenaries in Asia, standing here commands respect without anger. Those lads got scared."

However, Meng Kuang’s face did not show any pride. Having roamed Jiang Hu for decades, he had seen this kind of situation many times.

However, at this moment, he stared in the direction Qin Tian and his group left, frowning slightly, and said, "Why do I feel something unusual about these guys?"

"Hmm? What’s unusual? They are just afraid of you, obviously can’t beat us, and given our Skull’s strength, would they dare make trouble? It seems normal to me. Even if you didn’t come, I bet they wouldn’t have the guts to rush into my mansion. Heh, just a few of them dare to confront us, really think our Skull wouldn’t deal with them?"

Hu Zhengwei didn’t notice anything unusual. Instead, clutching his bleeding hand, he pointed to his mansion and said, "Boss, didn’t know you were coming. If I had known earlier, I would have dealt with Qin Tian sooner. Look at this... come inside and have a cup of tea?"

Meng Kuang glanced again in the direction Qin Tian and his group left, frowned, and walked towards Hu Zhengwei’s mansion.

However, as they reached the gate of Hu’s mansion, just stepping inside, a guard rushed out from inside towards them.

"Master, something has happened!"

The middle-aged guard’s face was as pale as ash as he looked at Hu Zhengwei, hesitating to speak.

Hu Zhengwei glanced at Meng Kuang, then said, "What’s the matter? What could have happened? Speak!"

The guard swallowed, looking somewhat fearful as he stared at Hu Zhengwei, trembling as he spoke, "That Zhao Zhijie... Zhao Zhijie... is dead..."

Hiss!

Upon hearing this, Hu Zhengwei’s head buzzed, almost causing him to stumble and lose balance.

"What did you say? What the hell did you just say to me?!"

Hu Zhengwei was furious, grabbing the guard’s collar with one hand, completely forgetting that his hand was injured and bleeding.

"Say it again to me? Louder!" Hu Zhengwei roared, not caring that Meng Kuang was watching.

The guard was scared out of his wits, but had no choice but to speak slowly, "Hu Zhijie... died in your study... when we went in, he was lying on the ground, his throat slit, his body already stiff. He had been murdered a long time ago..."

"His throat was slit? Then what the hell were you doing?!"

"Master, our four-person guard team was patrolling around your mansion, with electronic surveillance around, and we didn’t see any signs of anyone breaking in. We always monitored your mansion and study, didn’t see any signs of intrusion..."

Slap!

Hu Zhengwei, infuriated, slapped the guard, instantly leaving a bloody print of his five fingers on the guard’s face.

Of course, the blood was Hu Zhengwei’s.

The pain made him grit his teeth.

Yet, his face was still filled with wrath, overwhelming anger!

"No one broke in, then how did Hu Zhijie die? And die in my study!"

Hu Zhengwei took a deep breath.

He always thought his mansion was impenetrable.

But he didn’t expect that someone could come and go so freely in his residence and even commit a murder—

Killing without a trace!

"Master, there indeed is no sign of an assassin killing Hu Zhijie... Could it be, he committed suicide..."

Slap!

Hu Zhengwei slapped the guard again, leaving a bloody handprint on both sides of the guard’s face.

"Are you f—ing brainless? Why would a good person commit suicide? Zhao Zhijie valued his life more than anything. If you committed suicide a hundred times, he wouldn’t do it! Get lost!"

Hu Zhengwei pushed the guard aside, turning to Meng Kuang and saying, "Boss, this matter... is too strange. Our mansion is heavily guarded, with tight surveillance... This..."

Meng Kuang’s face did not look good, and he said, "Let’s go see your study."

Hu Zhengwei told the guard, "Retrieve the surveillance footage, make sure to find any clues!"

Then he led Meng Kuang to his study.

Two guards stood at the door, and once they entered, the first sight was Zhao Zhijie lying on his back on the carpet in Hu Zhengwei’s study, looking like he was asleep.

Without careful observation, it was impossible to tell that Zhao Zhijie was dead, with only faint blood traces on his neck!