Chapter 40: Struck by Lightning
"What should we do?" Su Miaoke was very nervous.
"They’re just a bunch of pathetic clowns. Go hide in the bathroom. Don’t come out until I call for you," Chu Feng instructed.
"Then you have to be careful." Su Miaoke nodded. She knew she couldn’t help Chu Feng right now; she could only hide and not be a burden.
After Su Miaoke hid in the bathroom, Chu Feng quietly walked to the window and peeked out.
He saw several shadowy figures scrambling through the windows of the villa’s first floor like rats.
’They really dare to come.’ Chu Feng’s expression turned cold, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes.
He quickly went downstairs and came face-to-face with one of the men in black.
The man in black was startled to see Chu Feng suddenly appear and immediately tried to shoot him.
But Chu Feng was too fast. He lunged forward and smashed a fist into the man’s chest.
BANG!
The man was sent flying by the punch, knocking down the other man standing at the villa’s entrance.
Then, another man at the entrance immediately opened fire.
Bullets flew, riddling the first-floor staircase, tables, chairs, and walls with holes.
Chu Feng grabbed a vase and hurled it.
CRASH!
It hit the third man squarely in the head, knocking him out cold.
And just like that, it was all over.
The three men in black who had infiltrated Su Miaoke’s home were all dealt with by Chu Feng.
Chu Feng then tossed their weapons aside, tied the three men up securely, and stripped them of everything but their underwear.
"Foreigners?" Chu Feng looked at the three men, a little surprised.
He had assumed they were Hu Long’s men, but he hadn’t expected Hu Long to hire foreign mercenaries.
"Miaoke, it’s okay now." Chu Feng went upstairs and brought Su Miaoke out.
Still shaken, Su Miaoke came downstairs and saw the three foreigners tied up by Chu Feng, her eyes wide with surprise.
"They’re foreigners?" Su Miaoke asked.
"That’s right. Unfortunately, I don’t speak any foreign languages. These guys look like professionals, so we probably won’t get anything out of them," Chu Feng said with a helpless sigh.
"Let me try. I’ve studied." Su Miaoke began communicating with them in a foreign language.
"Who sent you?" Su Miaoke asked.
However, the three men just glared viciously at Su Miaoke. Not only did they refuse to speak, but one of them also spat at her.
THWACK!
Chu Feng didn’t waste any words with them. He went up and kicked each one of them.
"Fuckers, you think I’d let that slide? How dare you bully my wife?" Chu Feng cursed as he kicked them relentlessly.
His current physical condition was far beyond that of a normal person, so even physically tough mercenaries couldn’t withstand his kicks.
"AHH~"
The mercenaries screamed in pain, hastily shouting in broken Mandarin, "Stop kicking, stop kicking!"
"So you do speak Mandarin? Talk! Who sent you!" Chu Feng demanded, his face cold.
But the men fell silent again. Enraged, Chu Feng unleashed another flurry of vicious kicks.
Su Miaoke, watching from the side, could hardly bear to look. It was too brutal.
She wanted to stop Chu Feng, but when she remembered these men had come to kill her, she kept her mouth shut.
"It... It’s Hu Long." One of the mercenaries, beaten half to death by Chu Feng and barely able to breathe, was forced to speak.
If he didn’t talk, Chu Feng was going to kick him to death.
’So it really is Hu Long!’ Chu Feng’s eyes narrowed, surging with killing intent.
He hadn’t expected Hu Long to be so vicious and act so quickly, trying to take his life the very next day.
Afterward, Chu Feng called the police, and officers from the Inspection Bureau took the three foreign mercenaries away.
By the time the two of them finished giving their statements and returned home, it was the middle of the night.
Back in bed, Su Miaoke suddenly said to Chu Feng, "I have a question for you, and you have to answer me honestly."
Chu Feng said, "Go ahead."
"Do you know an old man who wears ancient-style clothing?" Su Miaoke asked.
The question stunned Chu Feng for a moment.
"Are you talking about the God of Wealth? You know him?" Chu Feng asked in surprise.
"The God of Wealth?" Su Miaoke frowned. ’Isn’t the God of Wealth a god from ancient legends?’
"It’s nothing. I guess you could call him my semi-master. I’m guessing the reason you wanted to marry me is because he said something to you, right?" Chu Feng asked.
’The God of Wealth helped me so much, gave me an inheritance, and even helped me live off a woman. At the very least, that makes him a semi-master.’
"Mm, it is related to him. But at least he didn’t trick me. You’re not so bad yourself," Su Miaoke said.
"Chu Feng, do you think Hu Long will go after my parents?" Su Miaoke asked worriedly.
After this happened, she immediately checked on her parents, and was relieved to find out they were okay.
"He won’t get the chance. He’s about to die," Chu Feng said confidently.
"How can you be so sure? What if he doesn’t die?" Su Miaoke asked, concerned.
"He has committed countless sins. He will face divine retribution!" Chu Feng said.
"Alright, enough talk. Let’s get to sleep!" Chu Feng threw back the covers, and the two of them slipped in.
Early the next morning, Hu Long was pacing back and forth in his villa, a look of anxiety on his face.
Suddenly, he received a phone call. After listening, he was completely dumbfounded.
"Fuck! A bunch of useless trash!" In a rage, he threw his phone to the ground, smashing it to pieces.
He never imagined that the three-man mercenary squad he’d spent twenty million on would be arrested by the Inspection Bureau.
More importantly, there had been numerous conflicts with Sixth Master’s side.
Many of Hu Long’s men had been injured, and some of his venues and shops had all been shut down.
The two sides were going at it behind the scenes, a tit-for-tat of "you mess with me, I mess with you."
This made his mood incredibly grim. If this matter was exposed and the Inspection Bureau found out, he wouldn’t be able to escape even if he grew wings.
Hu Long was furious. He walked out of the villa alone and stood by the pool, preparing to sunbathe.
But suddenly, a clap of thunder from a clear sky.
BOOM!
It startled everyone.
A terrifying bolt of divine lightning struck Hu Long directly, charring him to a crisp on the spot.
Chu Feng and Su Miaoke went to work as usual, looking relaxed and carefree, as if nothing had anything to do with him.
When the news that Hu Long had been struck dead by lightning reached Sixth Master’s ears, he was deeply shaken.
The first thing he remembered were the words Chu Feng had said that day.
Within three days, Hu Long will die!
One had to understand, Hu Long’s power and influence were incredibly deep-rooted. For an ordinary person to kill him was as difficult as ascending to heaven.
But unexpectedly, Hu Long had been struck dead by lightning.
"Old Liu, is what you said true? Did that kid really say Hu Long would be dead within three days?" Inside Sixth Master’s villa, a middle-aged man with his hands behind his back stood in the main hall and asked.
Sixth Master stood behind the middle-aged man and said respectfully, "Yes, that’s right!"