My Son-in-law Is A War God
Chapter 1348 - 1349: There Are Very Few Things Money Can’t Do

Chapter 1348: Chapter 1349: There Are Very Few Things Money Can’t Do

"Young Master, the car has arrived!"

Chang Ziru’s Maybach had been wrecked by Xiao Chen, so he could only wait for someone from home to bring another car to pick him up.

From the moment he left the concert hall, his expression had been incredibly dark.

Watching Jiang Meng and Flora get into that futuristic car, his eyes revealed even more fury.

She would rather be with a penniless nobody than with him. He couldn’t understand it, and that only made him angrier.

"Jiang Meng, I originally just wanted to stir up a bit of gossip, but now I absolutely must have you. I’ll make you kneel before me!"

Gritting his teeth, he finally got into the car.

In truth, Chang Ziru’s family wasn’t located in the Capital City but in Tonghua.

The Chang Family in the Capital City was part of a top-tier black-gold aristocratic clan. To be exact, its Family Head was his grand-uncle, wasn’t he?

The two families had maintained relations for a long time.

But to deal with someone like Xiao Chen, he didn’t need to rely on the power of the Chang Family in the Capital City.

The resources they already had were sufficient.

The house was a standalone villa situated in the best area of Tonghua City, close to downtown, offering both convenience and comfort.

Chang Ziru walked into his home.

His parents were not there; they traveled abroad year-round and rarely ever returned.

The Chang family’s business was managed by professional managers, leaving Chang Ziru with hardly any worries. As a result, he had plenty of free time.

In the living room, someone was sitting there. When he saw Chang Ziru return, he quickly stood up.

"Smack!"

Chang Ziru slapped the man across the face. "Didn’t you say that Xiao Chen was a useless drunkard, a worthless waste?"

"Why can he play the piano, and play it so well at that?"

"Young Master Chang, that’s what everyone in my family said!"

The person standing there was Qu Sheng, the grandson of Shang Luoying.

Qu Sheng relied on his connections within the Shang Family to start a small security company, which was doing reasonably well.

In order to expand his business, he sucked up to Chang Ziru.

A few days ago, Shang Teng approached him, asking for ways to deal with Xiao Chen.

So he came up with the idea to involve Chang Ziru and proceeded to manipulate the situation.

He had originally thought that everything would proceed smoothly as planned, but now Chang Ziru returned in a terrible rage and even outright slapped him.

"Turns out, everyone in the Chang family is useless!"

Chang Ziru glared coldly at Qu Sheng and said, "Qu Sheng, ’Victory Song,’ huh? Your name is pretty fitting. I’m giving you a task now."

"Find a way to kill Xiao Chen. I don’t care what methods you use—you must get it done. You have only ten days."

"If you fail, then you might as well die."

Qu Sheng’s face turned pale.

He hadn’t expected his momentary cleverness to lead to such a huge problem.

"Don’t worry, Young Master Chang. I’ll definitely find a way to get rid of Xiao Chen!"

Qu Sheng gritted his teeth and replied.

"Good, now get lost!"

Chang Ziru waved his hand impatiently.

Qu Sheng left, while Chang Ziru sat down and looked at the photo of Jiang Meng on the table, sneering. "You think you escaped today?"

"I’ll make sure you are utterly ruined."

"I’ll make you crawl to me, begging—and crawling just so I can have you!"

By the time Xiao Chen arrived home, it was getting late, and he clearly wasn’t planning to go to the company.

Jiang Meng and Flora were chatting about something.

Xiao Chen sat alone in the room, looking at a text message on his phone.

The message was sent by Zhuang Han, the person in charge of Tonghua City Yama Hall.

The content was simple: the list and identities of the people who had previously targeted him near Qingyu Company.

"Security company personnel?"

Xiao Chen glanced at the list and then stood up.

"Honey, I’m heading out for a bit!"

He got into the car and immediately dialed Zhuang Han’s number: "For this matter, just have your people clean up the aftermath later. I’ll send you a text shortly!"

He then hung up, started the car, and sped off toward Tonghua City.

Recently, many things seemed connected to Tonghua City.

It felt like weaving through a spider web—impossible to untangle.

At eight o’clock that evening.

In a small security company in Tonghua City, a group of people were drinking and chatting inside.

The security company’s sign had already fallen to the side of the entrance.

Suddenly, the door swung open.

A figure strode in from outside.

The security company reeked of smoke and alcohol, a smell that Xiao Chen found unpleasant. He glanced inside.

The company was small, with around a hundred people, renting two floors.

"What’s your business here?"

A drunken man blocked Xiao Chen’s path and asked.

"I have some matters to discuss with your boss."

Xiao Chen said calmly, "I’m here to offer him a lucrative deal."

"Xiao Chen!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, "That guy is Xiao Chen! There’s a ten-thousand-yuan bounty on him!"

Xiao Chen then noticed a wall in the so-called security company featuring his photo on a bounty poster.

Ten thousand yuan?

That was embarrassingly cheap.

In his world, bounties were always in the trillions.

Ten thousand yuan—what kind of joke was that?

"So you’re Xiao Chen. Perfect timing! We were just wondering when you’d fall for the bait. Didn’t expect you to come deliver yourself to death. Close the doors!"

The company’s drunkards seemed to suddenly come alive.

The doors closed, and even the shutters were lowered.

"I already told you, I’m here for business."

Xiao Chen sat down and smiled faintly. "I’ll pay ten million to buy your boss’s life. Whoever gets the job done will immediately receive the money in their account."

Ten million!

This group of people had never seen so much money.

The most they’d ever seen was a few thousand—maybe tens of thousands at best.

Ten million was too tempting for them!

Many were visibly moved.

"We won’t betray our boss!"

"One hundred million!"

Xiao Chen said again, "I believe loyal people exist, but you’re not them! If you don’t take the offer, I’ll settle this myself."

Hearing these words, the group rushed upstairs.

They dragged down a hefty man, tied up securely.

Xiao Chen was about to interrogate him.

Suddenly, a Hummer smashed through the shutters and roared inside.

"Nobody move! Yama Hall is taking over!"

Xiao Chen frowned as he glanced at Yue Shengnan stepping in, feeling somewhat displeased.

"So it’s you! You’ve really got guts—knowing this place is the Dragon Pond and Tiger Cave, yet barging in alone!"

Yue Shengnan looked at Xiao Chen and didn’t seem to notice his anger.

She coldly remarked, "Luckily, I arrived in time. Otherwise, you’d already be a corpse!"

Xiao Chen sighed.

From another perspective, this woman wasn’t exactly wrong. She wasn’t here for revenge but to protect him.

Fine, no point arguing with a newcomer.

After all, they’d caught everyone—Zhuang Han could handle the interrogation.

Yue Shengnan scanned the room. "Who’s the boss here?"

"Me! Me!"

The tightly bound boss cried out.

"Huh?"

Yue Shengnan froze, realizing that the boss was already tied up.

She turned her gaze to Xiao Chen, curious about how he managed to pull this off.

"Lady Yama, haven’t you heard the saying, ’money makes the mare go’?"

Xiao Chen stood up and said, "Forget it, I came here to ask a few questions anyway. Since you’re here, let Yama Hall handle this."

"Oh, by the way, I assume they haven’t had time to hide their evidence yet."