When Shang Yao walked out of the clubhouse, she only felt that her legs were weak, and she couldn't muster any strength. Her father, Shang Jingtian, had left not long ago. He had left forever.
Now, it was Linghu Zhu's turn.
When she saw the expressionless Xiao Zheng walk out of the private room, she knew that Linghu Zhu had no chance of survival.
In this regard, Shang Yao had unconditional trust in Xiao Zheng's strength. It wasn't because of personal reasons that she trusted him, but because Xiao Zheng's ability far exceeded Shang Yao's expectations.
It was the same every time.
When Xiao Zheng came before Shang Yao, the former smiled and asked softly, "Are you okay?"
"No." Shang Yao shook her head and said with a bitter tone. "I'm just thinking that I seem to be getting more and more lonely."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zheng's heart slightly softened.
He could tell that Shang Yao didn't blame him. But after all, whether it was his biological father, Shang Jingtian, or his childhood sweetheart, Linghu Zhu, both died tragically in his hands. Even if he didn't kill Linghu Zhu himself, he still died because of Xiao Zheng.
After exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Xiao Zheng slowly said, "I never wanted to hurt anyone. But I think this is probably the only way for us. Whether it's you or me, we both have our own beliefs and missions. You can't give up, and neither can I. "
Shang Yao forced a smile and suddenly asked, "Do you have a cigarette?"
Xiao Zheng nodded and handed her one.
Shang Yao lit the cigarette and took a deep breath, but the cold wind made her shiver.
"The path of a powerhouse must be lonely," Shang Yao slowly said. "He told me this many years ago. Of course, Lin Laoyao is also using his lonely life to explain what it means to be a supreme powerhouse. "
Xiao Zheng smiled and said with some indifference, "I don't think I'm that lonely."
He's the one who has a wife and children. He was enjoying the bliss of having two wives. There were groups of brothers and sisters by his side, as well as comrades who had gone through thick and thin with him.
Xiao Zheng felt that the current him was probably the most complete.
"Is that true?" Shang Yao asked. "Have you really never been lonely these past few years? Is there really someone who can read the pressure in your heart? "
Hearing this, Xiao Zheng smiled, "I don't have the time to consider who understands me and who doesn't." After a short pause, he continued. "What I care about is who is standing in front of me and whether I can pull him down from his horse."
As soon as these words left his mouth, Xiao Zheng's entire body brimmed with a daunting domineering aura.
Yes. The current Xiao Zheng was no longer the brat from before. He was also not the so-called King of Mercenaries who wandered overseas.
His strength lay not only in his martial prowess, but also in his frightening methods and ruthlessness.
As long as there were any obstacles in his way, he would kill them one by one.
He wouldn't let off anyone who could threaten him.
Shang Jingtian was an example. Linghu Zhu was also a typical example.
The current Chen Xiaolian was even more decisive when it came to killing. He was also less concerned about external pressure.
This was probably a form of growth, a path one must take in order to become a king.
After hearing what Xiao Zheng had to say, Shang Yao suddenly revealed a bitter smile. "In the past, I thought that you were too kind and lacked the air of a commander. But now, it would seem that you have become much more terrifying. You are also becoming a stranger to me. "
Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "Even Miss Shang is afraid of me?"
"Afraid." Shang Yao said word by word. "A fear that comes from the bottom of my heart."
Xiao Zheng pursed his lips and smiled. "Then show me some respect. I am no longer that greenhorn from back then."
Shang Yao smiled as well. "Naturally, I will always be in awe of Boss Xiao."
After watching Shang Yao get into the car and leave, Xiao Zheng turned around and got into the car.
Mo Feng drove while Xiao Zheng sat in the back with his eyes closed.
After a long time, Mo Feng suddenly said, "Boss, I feel that Miss Shang is a bit off today."
Hearing that, Xiao Zheng opened his eyes slightly and said, "Why do you say that?"
Mo Feng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Miss Shang's mood is very low."
"Maybe it's because of the memories," Xiao Zheng said, pursing his lips. "Back then, Shang Jingtian also went through a similar situation."
Mo Feng nodded and said, "I thought that tonight would last for a long time. But I didn't expect that in less than two hours, Boss would end everything. "
"The longer it takes, the more variables there will be," Xiao Zheng said slowly. "Only by shortening the battle time can we have a better grasp of the situation."
Mo Feng nodded and said, "Understood, Boss."
Back home. Young Master An immediately rushed over and hugged Xiao Zheng. He acted cute and played coquettishly, having a lot of fun. Xiao Zheng played with Young Master An for a while before going upstairs to take a shower.
As usual, Old Lin had the habit of reading at night. Today, he was reading a book that was similar to psychology. Xiao Zheng flipped through it when he was bored. The content was more profound. Normal people wouldn't be able to understand it at all.
Lying on the soft bed, Xiao Zheng leaned his head against Lin Huayin's shoulder. "It's getting late. Let's rest."
Hearing that, Lin Huayin obediently closed the book. She glanced at Xiao Zheng and said, "It's over?"
Xiao Zheng nodded. "Although there were some accidents in the middle, in summary, it was quite smooth."
Lin Huayin pursed her lips and said, "Restrain yourself for a while. I heard that the higher-ups aren't very satisfied with this time's competition. "
Xiao Zheng could completely understand the meaning of Lin Huayin's words.
When the best of the younger generation fought each other, it would end with one side dying. Such a result was definitely unacceptable for the higher-ups.
It was like the Emperor's left and right hands could fight, but they couldn't make it too big. Otherwise, what would happen to the Emperor's dignity?
Xiao Zheng knew that Linghu Zhu's death would definitely cause a certain degree of shock. Especially since everyone knew that he had something to do with Linghu Zhu's death.
The two of them chatted for a while and were about to turn off the lights to rest. Suddenly, there was a commotion downstairs. Xiao Zheng frowned slightly. He didn't understand.
After all, this was Xiao Zheng's base camp. It was a place where powerhouses were as numerous as the clouds. Who dared to cause trouble here? Did they not want to live or were they not afraid of revenge?
As soon as the voice rang, Xiao Zheng's phone also rang.
He looked at the caller ID. It was Minister Jin.
"Xiao Zheng, there's a situation. I've received news that someone is trying to harm you. Calm down first. We'll think of a way. "Minister Jin's side was very noisy. The news had probably caused a huge commotion.
However, from what Minister Jin said, even he didn't know who was behind this.
However, could a conspiracy that could cause Minister Jin a headache be made by an ordinary person?
Xiao Zheng hung up the phone. He rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows and said, "Looks like I won't be able to sleep tonight."
Hearing that, Lin Huayin opened her eyes slightly and sat up. "I'll go down and take a look. I'm a little hungry anyway. Let's have some supper."
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