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Chapter 100: [091] The Perfection of the Three-Body Pose, Difficult for 2 Horses to Pull_3

Chapter 100: [091] The Perfection of the Three-Body Pose, Difficult for 2 Horses to Pull_3

The man took a photo out of his pocket and started comparing it with the faces of nearby young men. The face in the photo was unmistakably that of Zheng Dongliang himself.

...

Hong Island, Deep Water Bay, Private Mansion.

"Cough, cough, cough!" On the large bed in the master bedroom, an elderly man with a pale, bloodless complexion lay on the bed, a transparent breathing mask affixed to his mouth, looking wearily at the butler standing by the bed.

This person was none other than the current Patriarch of the Lu family, Lu Pingshan.

"How... how are things going?"

"Patriarch, Young Master Tianxing... he was captured in Wen City... the Marrow Cleansing Scripture wasn’t retrieved." The butler lowered his head, responding quite uneasily.

"Cough, cough, cough, useless thing. What about the Zheng family’s Zhong Jun Hall, did we get the item?" Lu Pingshan’s eyes showed a hint of anger, but he immediately inquired about another matter.

"That old fox Zheng Song is always protected around the clock when he goes out, we couldn’t make a move. We plan to target his son; Zheng Song has only this one seedling. If we can use his son as leverage, the 200-year-old Purple Ganoderma at Zhong Jun Hall will certainly be ours."

"Certainly? So you haven’t got it yet, it’s been so long, what have you lot been doing, useless!"

Lu Pingshan angrily lifted his head, pounding the bed. Even as a man restrained by needing a breathing apparatus, his strikes were still strong and powerful, causing the floor to tremble, showing just how deep his kung fu prowess was at its peak.

"Patriarch, his son was out until recently, he just returned today. Wu Xiong and the others have already acted, they should be able to bring him back tonight."

"Be quick! Zheng Song, this stubborn fellow, I offered thirty million and he didn’t sell, so don’t blame me for being ruthless."

...

"Hahaha, drink, drink, Brother Hu, Brother Hu, this dice game is all about psychology, even if it’s just the two of us, you bet on three sixes, even if I don’t have sixes, I’d still call you out. I’m going to the bathroom first."

Zheng Dongliang put down his glass and stood up, heading towards the restroom.

"Go ahead." Wang Longhu glanced at him and then planned to find the next opponent to continue.

This dice game was quite interesting. With just a little play, Wang Longhu got addicted, unable to stop hitting.

Just then, his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a figure in the crowd not far away.

That person was holding a photo, staring intensely at Zheng Dongliang as he walked. As Zheng Dongliang passed by him, the person immediately put the photo back into his pocket and followed closely behind.

"Hmm?" Wang Longhu furrowed his brows, suddenly sensing something was amiss.

Though he couldn’t confirm if that guy’s actions were really related to Zheng Dongliang, to be safe, Wang Longhu quickly got up and followed.

In the dimly lit restroom corridor, Zheng Dongliang was panting heavily, patting his chest, admiringly muttering to himself, "Brother Hu drinks way too much, taking down a whole bottle of whiskey alone. If his dice skills weren’t weaker than mine, I’d be out like a light."

Regrettably, Zheng Dongliang didn’t notice a tall man approaching from behind, quietly extending an arm and wrapping it around his neck.

Taking advantage of Zheng Dongliang’s inability to speak, the man lifted him swiftly and headed towards the emergency exit beside the restroom.

"Boss, I’ve got the person, come to the restroom stairway, I’ll wait for you all downstairs."

"Well done, we’re on our way."

When Wang Longhu finally made his way through the crowd to the restroom corridor, Zheng Dongliang was nowhere to be seen.

Wang Longhu immediately grew anxious. Although he didn’t understand why that person targeted Zheng Dongliang, the motive was definitely not simple.

Just as Wang Longhu was preparing to search around further, a tall figure heading straight for the emergency exit caught his attention.

The person opened the emergency exit door, cautiously looked around, and then slipped inside sneakily.

This guy looks suspicious. Unable to find Zheng Dongliang, Wang Longhu decided to follow. As soon as he stepped into the emergency exit stairway, he heard whispers coming from the stairwell below.

"We’ve got the person, Min Province is Zheng Song’s territory, head back to Hong Island right away to prevent any complications."

"If the Patriarch can get that treasure from the Zheng family this time, he might be able to extend his life a bit longer. The Lu family relies entirely on the Patriarch now; if something happens, this family will surely fall apart."

Peeking from the stairs, Wang Longhu saw two people quickly descending, and from their conversation, he was sure Zheng Dongliang had been captured by them.

Without hesitating, Wang Longhu immediately vaulted over the stair railing, leaping down from above.

Bang!

Descending like a storm, Wang Longhu landed right in front of them, blocking their path.

"Where is Zheng Dongliang?" Wang Longhu asked coldly, glaring at the two.

Suddenly confronted by a descending man, they were indeed surprised.

The two exchanged a glance, then immediately attacked, swinging fists aimed at Wang Longhu’s face, appearing to use a Southern Fist style stance.

With a cold snort, Wang Longhu extended his hands like claws, precisely seizing their wrists like steel hooks, and with a tug and a push...

Wang Longhu’s strength exploded right at that moment, something an average person could never endure. A scream erupted from the two, and in an instant, their arms were tugged and broken by Wang Longhu.

"Speak." Wang Longhu punched the wall beside them, delivering a solid blow to the white-painted surface.