65: Chapter 65: Zhao Family’s Enemy!
65: Chapter 65: Zhao Family’s Enemy!
The walkie-talkie cut off abruptly before the message could be finished.
Zhao Heng’s face changed color, and he hurriedly called out to Wang Bing.
“Wang Bing, Wang Bing, what’s happening outside?”
However, there was no response.
At this moment, a melee involved twenty or thirty people erupted at the entrance of the Zhao Family manor.
But upon closer inspection, it was easy to discern that the other party in the fray consisted of only five individuals.
Yet, those five were gradually gaining the upper hand.
Wang Bing wasn’t taking part in the battle; he was intently watching the fray unfold before him, his expression grave.
Just then, a dark figure rapidly approached from a distance, blending into the night, and in a blink, appeared before Wang Bing.
The person was wearing a black mask, completely concealing their face.
Wang Bing’s eyes flashed like lightning, and without a word, he spun around and threw a flying knife.
The flying knife instantly embedded itself in the person’s body.
However, the figure didn’t flinch.
In the next moment, they extended their hand, revealing a flying knife grasped within it.
“Wang Family Flying Knives!”
“You must be the Wang Family heir, Wang Bing!”
“I thought you were still with the Black Wolf Special Ops, I didn’t expect they would send you here.”
“But, you alone can’t stop me.”
A twitch crossed Wang Bing’s eyelids; this person had casually revealed his identity, which was incredible.
Wang Bing’s expression turned solemn.
“Who the hell are you?”
“You don’t need to know that.”
Having said that, the person moved.
With a simple and straightforward punch, Wang Bing felt an unavoidable blow coming his way.
He channeled all his body’s power to meet the attack.
Wang Bing’s body flew backward like a cannonball, warping the shape of the door behind him.
Wang Bing spat out a mouthful of blood, his complexion utterly drained.
The masked figure didn’t hold back, launching another punch.
At that moment, Wang Bing pulled something resembling a grenade from his waist and threw it.
The night sky lit up as if ignited.
This was a high-explosive bomb.
The figure’s reaction was extremely swift, retreating over ten meters in a flash.
And Wang Bing used this chance to drag his severely injured body into the manor.
Zhou Yu was meditating on the balcony when suddenly, his phone rang.
Zhou Yu took out his phone and saw an unfamiliar number.
He pressed the answer button.
The Zhao Family is in trouble, I’m asking for your help.”
Zhou Yu could hear the weakness and urgency in Wang Bing’s voice.
He was surprised, having witnessed Wang Bing’s strength before, considering it to be substantial.
How could he have been injured so badly?
Moreover, Zhao Jianfeng had once held a high position, and although he was retired now, who would dare to attack him so boldly?
Wang Bing pleaded again.
Zhou Yu said in a deep tone:
“At Zhao Family manor, they are about to break in.
I’m stalling for time.”
“I’ll be right there.”
After hanging up, Zhou Yu’s figure flashed, and he jumped off the balcony, heading towards the top of Wanhua Mountain’s villa area.
Wang Bing relied on the high-explosive bomb to momentarily force back the man in the black mask.
Stumbling, he rushed into Zhao Jianfeng’s separate courtyard.
Zhao Heng, looking worried, was startled when he saw Wang Bing run in, covered in blood.
“Wang Bing, what happened?”
Zhao, I’m sorry, the attackers are too strong.
I can’t defeat them.”
Zhao Heng’s complexion drastically changed.
Wang Bing had been specially recruited from the special forces by the old master, renowned for his strength within the squad.
For such a skilled man to be beaten …
Who on earth was the attacker?
Cold sweat had already broken out on Zhao Heng’s forehead.
Zhao, I have set up many traps inside the manor; they should hold them back for a few more minutes.
You all hide, just hold on for a while, and help will arrive.”
Wang Bing said urgently.
However, just as his words fell, a loud crashing sound was heard.
The wooden door of the separate courtyard was shattered in an instant.
The man in the black mask, like a demon, stepped in confidently.
Behind him followed five subordinates.
Wang Bing’s face turned ashen.
These people being here meant that his men outside had been overwhelmed.
Indeed, the man in the black mask sneered.
“The defenses you’ve set up are indeed interesting, but in the face of absolute power, everything is futile.”
Wang Bing, despite the intense pain in his body, got back on his feet.
“Hmph, overestimating your abilities,” the man in the black mask said with disdain, kicking out.
Wang Bing was sent flying once again.
His chest caved in, his ribs were completely broken, and blood wouldn’t stop pouring from his mouth.
Even so, Wang Bing still struggled to his feet.
He was determined to fulfill his duty.
Old master Zhao Jianfeng sighed.
“Wang Bing, that’s enough.
You’ve done your duty.”
“Heng, help Wang Bing.”
“Father!!!” Zhao Heng exclaimed in anger.
“To get to you, they’ll have to step over my body.”
The man in the black mask looked on with contempt, launching another kick.
A bone-shattering sound rang from Zhao Heng’s body, followed by a scream as he was sent flying.
In the presence of this man, Zhao Heng was no more powerful than a toddler, unable to fight back in the slightest.
Zhao Jianfeng roared.
“You want my life, so spare my son, I, Zhao Jianfeng, am at your mercy.”
The man in the black mask scoffed.
“Zhao Jianfeng, don’t you think your words are too naive?
There’s a saying—root out the weeds.
Why should I leave your son alive?”
“Let me tell you, it’s not just you and your son.
I will eliminate everyone related to the Zhao Family.”
The man in the black mask cut the talk, moving to strike.
“So it seems I should die as well?”
“Well then, I’ve come to you myself.”