Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 75 - 76: Lord Hong

Chapter 75: Chapter 76: Lord Hong

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Jin Dongming watched as Xiao Yi’s agile figure vanished through the window, the fear in his eyes gradually dissipating, replaced by a look of intense bitterness. "You bastard, I, Jin Dongming, will make you regret today’s actions!"

Immediately, a sinister smile crept across his lips. There’s no need to wait for the future. Just wait a moment. Once you get to the bar and meet Sun Hao, that will be your end! The person beside Sun Hao is one of those legendary top-tier experts!

No, I can’t let that person kill him right away. I must let him keep his miserable life for now. I want him to experience every pain in the world and then slowly die in agony, to repay the pain I suffered just now!

The moment Jin Dongming recalled the pain he had just endured, a deeply bitter expression reappeared in his eyes as his hand reached again for his phone, about to redial Sun Hao’s number. But as his fingers moved, his facial expression suddenly changed!

He found that his fingers were completely immobile, lacking even the strength to lift a phone, let alone press the call button!

"Wang Wu!"

"Old Wang!"

Jin Dongming frantically looked at the bodyguard who had fainted next to him, instinctively screaming for help as if grasping for a lifeline!

However, after he opened his mouth to scream, his pupils began to contract again!

His eyes once again revealed a look of utter terror.

He couldn’t hear his own voice at all, not even a bit!

Could there be something wrong with his ears?

No, there was nothing wrong with his ears. The sounds from outside were clear, hearing even sharper than before. He could even hear the faint wind outside.

After intently listening to the sounds from outside for a while, Jin Dongming finally confirmed that he couldn’t make a sound. He couldn’t move his hands, and he couldn’t speak!

It must be him!

Indeed, it must be his doing!

Jin Dongming’s gaze fiercely returned to the window, recalling the sensation of being bitten by a mosquito when that young man left, and panic surged in his eyes. What if he remained unable to speak or move forever? Wouldn’t that be like being a vegetable?

In an instant, all thoughts of revenge and bitterness vanished from his mind, replaced entirely by panic and fear.

...

Upon leaving Jin Dongming’s house, Xiao Yi scanned the surroundings, turned his head back, and glanced towards the direction of Jin Dongming’s study on the second floor, a faint smile appearing on his lips. Of course, it was his handiwork that Jin Dongming couldn’t move or speak. He was well aware that a person like Jin Dongming, despite feeling frightened internally from those two injections, wasn’t truly intimidated. Once he left, Jin Dongming would surely have called Sun Hao. Even if he managed to find him again and inflict thousands of cuts, it would be pointless. It would only cause a huge hassle, and it might put Chen Jianguo’s daughter into trouble since he had already revealed his identity and completely torn the pretense between him and Chen Jianguo. He was now free to act without any scruples.

Xiao Yi naturally wouldn’t let such a thing happen. The best solution, of course, was to make Jin Dongming disappear from the face of the earth, but doing so could likely land him in significant trouble. From Chen Jianguo’s deliberate hiring of Jin Dongming, and his introduction of him, it was clear that Jin Dongming was no ordinary man. His extensive network of connections would surely go to great lengths to investigate, and they would inevitably suspect Chen Jianguo, making it easy to trace back to him. Besides, upon his death, his shares in the Jianguo Group would fall into the hands of someone else, possibly making them even harder to retrieve.

Therefore, the best solution was to temporarily stop him from speaking, wait until he had retrieved Chen Xue and then decide. His three injections could render Jin Dongming completely unable to speak or move for three "two hours". Six hours, Xiao Yi thought, would be enough to retrieve Chen Xue.

He retraced his original route back to where he had parked his car, and driving out his Maserati, Xiao Yi headed straight to the Fenghua Bar that Jin Dongming had mentioned earlier.

Beixiu District Fenghua Bar.

"Damn, what is this guy up to?"

Sun Hao looked bewilderingly at his phone. He had just woken up and was brushing his teeth, ready to grab something to eat, when he received a call from Jin Dongming saying he was coming over. Just as he was about to ask him why, Jin had abruptly hung up the phone, leaving him feeling utterly perplexed.

"Brother Hao, what’s wrong?"

A woman beside Sun Hao stepped forward and hugged him, speaking in a soft voice.

"Just now Jin Dongming, that guy, acting crazy, suddenly called saying he wanted to see me. He didn’t even say why before he hung up."

Sun Hao turned around and said, while a hint of worry showed in his eyes, "What does he want at this time? This idiot, doesn’t he know that at such a critical moment, it’s best to keep quiet?"

"Strange, I’ve met Jin Dongming. He’s sly like the Old Fox, not someone who acts rashly."

The woman pondered for a moment, a look of surprise flashing across her eyes that were as enchanting as a fox spirit’s.

"Indeed, could it be that he has something special to consult with me about?"

Sun Hao nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

"Hey, Brother Hao, why are we blindly guessing here? Once he arrives, won’t we know everything?"

The woman thought for a moment, still unable to figure out a reason, but suddenly smiled, patted his shoulder, and said.

"Right, we’re really being silly. Come on, baby, give me a kiss. Mwah, there, let’s go out and grab some food."

Thinking it over, Sun Hao also smiled, pushed aside the troubles on his mind, and then wrapped his arm around her as they walked out to the main hall.

Just as they reached the door, they saw a figure, short and thin, with eyes closed, leaning against the corner of the wall as if dozing off—a middle-aged man. Both wore a respectful expression and nodded, greeting him, "Lord Hong."

While many people saw this man simply as his bodyguard and top enforcer, he was well aware that he couldn’t truly regard him as an ordinary subordinate. He wasn’t qualified to have such a subordinate; the man was there only to follow someone else’s orders, to help him carry out tasks more conveniently.