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Chapter 100 - 100 100 Retribution!

100: Chapter 100: Retribution!

Furious to the point of vomiting blood!

100: Chapter 100: Retribution!

Furious to the point of vomiting blood!

Pingle Reservoir.

Across the vast expanse of the lake, the European-styled Cheng Family Manor stood on the opposite side.

Surrounded by water on three sides, it nestled against the mountain and lake.

Perhaps because of many enemies, they feared retaliation.

The only road to the manor not only had super-high walls and fences, but also guards at the gate and patrolling watchdogs.

You couldn’t force your way through, and if you tried to swim ashore, you’d be bitten by dogs.

Easy to defend, hard to attack!

However…

Wu Jie had his own clever plan!

He parked the car under the shade of the trees, where the breeze was cool, and there were two old men fishing.

After getting out of the car for a smoke and a casual chat, Wu Jie borrowed a bucket to splash water and wash the car, and then chatted while watching the fishing.

“Elder, that European-style villa on the opposite peninsula is really impressive!

Whose is it?”

“Wow!

Is this your first time at Pingle Reservoir?

That’s the Cheng’s!

Haven’t you heard of Cheng Biao and Cheng Bao?”

Wu Jie chuckled.

“Of course I’ve heard of them, but I never imagined the house to be this extravagant!”

“I’ve also heard that Cheng Biao seems not to have long to live, so he hired the quite famous Master Liu from the county to survey the feng shui!”

“They say he found a feng shui treasure spot for the Cheng family cemetery, where is that?”

The old man with white hair pointed across the lake.

“It’s too far to see clearly!

But it’s been built grandly, just like a palace.”

Wu Jie snickered, “Then I’ll have to go and take a look later!”

Squinting his eyes, Wu Jie looked towards Cheng Family Manor.

Who said you have to sneak in to cause a bit of sabotage?

Look, the system exchange items can be dropped at a specified location!

Wu Jie’s eyes focused on the manor, and suddenly…

BOOM!!

A loud explosion.

The Cheng’s villa suddenly burst into a deafening blast.

Fire soared into the sky, followed by billowing smoke and towering flames, as if it had been precisely hit by a cruise missile.

The two fishing elders shivered in shock.

“What happened?

Gas cylinder explosion?”

“Wow!

That’s a fierce blaze, I wonder if anyone was hurt?”

…

As the two old men talked,

the manor was already in complete disarray.

The few ruffians guarding the estate, startled by the explosion, immediately ran to put out the fire.

The formidable and fierce watchdogs barked madly.

Some people used buckets to throw water, while others used the pumps for watering the plants to fetch water and douse the flames.

However, the fierce blaze was so intense that it quickly ignited the wooden furniture in the villa’s living room, study, and bedrooms.

Cheng Biao, who liked to be elegantly ostentatious, had used a lot of wood in the house’s decor.

Hardwood floors, mahogany tables and chairs, as well as cashmere carpets and the like, were particularly flammable.

The fire blazed up to the sky, emitting thick smoke.

Even if the fire was extinguished, the entire villa was definitely badly damaged.

Luxurious decorations, expensive furnishings, valuable collections…

The fire devoured everything!

The fierce blaze burned for a good fifteen minutes before it was put out with water.

And the previously magnificent villa was now completely reduced to ruins, a complete mess.

As the two old men continued to mutter, Wu Jie was already back on the road in his car.

After driving along the reservoir-side road for a distance, he could only get out and walk.

But not far into the mountains, he saw on the hillside a row of very imposing graves.

The new grave without a tombstone naturally belonged to the soon-to-pass-away Cheng Biao.

Party at the gravesite, drifting in a hearse?

Wu Jie didn’t have such a morbid sense of humor.

He just exchanged again and then dropped it on the mountain.

After an explosion like a muffled thunder.

Stones flew, dust rose.

Hundreds of tons of rocks and soil, carrying trees, crashed down like a landslide.

The reason why landslides are so destructive is because they rush down the slope, converting potential energy into kinetic energy; the faster the speed, the stronger the impact and destructive force.

Mudslides are easily prone to a domino effect, much like an avalanche; it starts with a little snow, but as it rushes down, the volume grows exponentially.

Just like now.

Massive rocks, earth, and vegetation came tumbling down in disarray.

With each surge, a large area was overrun—Cheng Biao’s luxurious grave, the ancestral graves of the Cheng Family…

all were submerged in the mudslide within minutes.

No one was injured, but chaos reigned.

After taking photos, Wu Jie drove back to town.

He’d barely settled in at Zhang Noodle Shop when his dad sent a video call.

“You cheeky brat, where are you?”

“At the old noodle shop!”

Wu Jie switched the camera, muttering, “Why don’t you ever trust me?”

Wu Jianguo cursed, “I’m just worried about you, afraid you’d go to the county town for revenge!”

“I’m not that bored!

Alright, Haizhu is here, do you want to say a few words to him?”

“To hell with it!

Don’t drink too much!”

After ending the video, Wu Jie put down his phone and looked toward Zhang Hao, who had rushed back.

“Bro, the road through Jigong Mountain is still closed to cars, but you can get through on a motorcycle!”

Wu Jie immediately stood up, “Then what are we waiting for?

Hurry up and roll out your bike!”

“Why the rush to get to the county town?

I thought I just heard Uncle say he was worried you’d go there for revenge?

What revenge?

Against whom?”

“Just get the bike!

I don’t have time for your nonsense!

We’ll talk later!”

Zhang Hao dared not ask further and quickly went to the backyard to retrieve the motorcycle.

Whirr!

The motorcycle roared and sped off, vanishing in a blink.

A section of the county road was blocked, perhaps the only upside being there were fewer cars on the road.

More than half an hour later, Wu Jie bypassed the congested section and saw four damaged Heavy Trucks, but no injured in sight.

The trucks were being towed away, and soon there would be room for one-way traffic.

He had to hurry!

Wu Jie sped up furiously, arriving at the county hospital an hour later.

After inquiring at the nurses’ station, he quickly found Cheng Bao’s ward.

Two burly men in black stood at the door, their arms thicker than a woman’s thighs.

On seeing Wu Jie, they menacingly approached from both sides.

“What are you doing here, kid?

Looking for trouble?”

“You actually have the guts to come here?”

Wu Jie ignored them and snorted,

“If you’re going to fight, just do it, or else get the hell out of my way!”

“Oh, the little punk has some nerve!

Believe it or not, I’ll knock you out with one punch?”

The burly man gestured as if he was about to throw a punch.

“What are you doing?

This is a hospital!

If you want to fight, take it outside!”

Amidst the flow of people, a doctor shouted loudly.

Wu Jie snorted, shook his head, and walked into the ward.

Cheng Biao was sitting in a wheelchair, dozing off with a sullen face.

On the bed beside him lay Cheng Bao, wrapped in bandages like a mummy.

“Lord Biao!”

The two strong men followed him into the room, shouting in unison.

Cheng Biao opened his bleary eyes, slightly turned his head, and instantly perked up.

It was Wu Jie!

Anxious anger surged, and Cheng Biao’s hand pointed at Wu Jie, trembling uncontrollably.

His lips quivered and his gaze was fiery.

Cheng Biao wished he could leap up and strangle Wu Jie on the spot.

Wu Jie stood proudly, an ironic smile on his face.

Delightful!

A starving camel is still larger than a horse!

Although Cheng Biao had aged, he was once a village tyrant and still had some reserves.

There, his hatred for just one instance could add +2000 energy points.

If he could get a triple hit of hatred, that would be equivalent to six thousand bucks!

Once Cheng Biao’s continuous hatred subsided, Wu Jie immediately pointed to Cheng Bao on the hospital bed.

“Damn!

Your son has such a tough life, he’s still not dead!”

Spurt!

Cheng Biao spat out blood in anger…