"What the hell is happening? Why is that strand of hair floating?" Chen Ping’an felt a chill of fear. He could accept a strand of hair being blown away by the wind, but he couldn’t accept it slowly drifting before Xu Wendong.
Wu Mei’s eyes were also filled with shock and disbelief because she saw Xu Wendong pinching the spell with one hand. Was he a member of the mystical sect?
Wu Mei’s knowledge surpassed that of Chen Ping’an. She knew that there was an extremely rare and powerful existence in this world, those who were adept in mystical skills and lived in famous mountains and secluded valleys, solely focused on the pursuit of knowledge and the secrets of the heavens.
The method Xu Wendong used now was very much like that of a mystical sect member.
They clearly saw that the strand of hair transformed into a blood-red light and merged into Xu Wendong’s brow, vanishing without a trace.
Wu Mei confirmed her previous suspicion that Xu Wendong was definitely a member of the mystical sect; otherwise, he wouldn’t possess such bewildering techniques.
Chen Ping’an was shocked, feeling a tingle on his scalp. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have found a powerful ally.
When the red light merged into Xu Wendong’s brow, the scene before his eyes changed, and he saw through Director Wang’s eyes from a first-person perspective.
He witnessed what happened last night, such as dining with Chen Ping’an and Wu Mei, or how Chen Ping’an gave him a box of special products, then how the driver drove him home.
As a blinding light came from the side, Director Wang’s vision spun and blurred, and then turned dark. He could vaguely see a small, hunched, limping person approaching. This person found the box of gold bars in the car, revealed a satisfied smile, and then disappeared from Director Wang’s sight.
Thus, Director Wang’s vision was completely engulfed in darkness.
Xu Wendong slowly opened his eyes, his complexion sallow, looking as if he had been seriously ill, weakly said, "A hunched, limping person, about 1.6 meters tall, has congenital poliomyelitis in the right foot, with a sharp, monkey-like face, and a black mole at the right corner of the mouth, with a strand of hair over ten centimeters long on it."
Chen Ping’an quickly said, "I’ll have someone investigate this person’s whereabouts right away."
Although he wasn’t sure whether Xu Wendong was telling the truth, Xu Wendong’s previous display of skills shocked him, making him vaguely feel that Xu Wendong might indeed be a reclusive master.
"No need to investigate. I know who he is." Wu Mei said, "This person is called Crippled Monkey. Though he seems unremarkable, he is actually a powerful enforcer for the Shengpeng Group, second only to Uncle Fu."
"He has handled many problems for Shengpeng Group, and can be considered Shengpeng’s sharp hidden blade."
Chen Ping’an showed a hint of apprehension, "I have heard of him, but I didn’t expect his outward image to be so unremarkable."
He paused and then said, "Since we know it’s Crippled Monkey, can we capture him and force him to point out the Shengpeng Group?"
Xu Wendong and Wu Mei both looked at Chen Ping’an with a gaze that seemed to pity a fool.
Chen Ping’an blushed, realizing he misspoke, as he too had a few loyal subordinates who, even in trouble, would never betray him.
Chen Ping’an couldn’t help but ask, "Mister Xu, what do you suggest we do?"
"We have always been led by the nose by the Shengpeng Group. Now, we take down the Crippled Monkey, as a way to recover some interest, and officially draw our sword towards Shengpeng Group!" Xu Wendong’s eyes gleamed with cruel intent, even in broad daylight Wu Mei and Chen Ping’an felt an eerie chill.
It was as if the handsome man before them had turned into the Grim Reaper, capable of making their hearts tremble with just a glance.
"There are still nine hours until evening. Can you find Crippled Monkey’s whereabouts in this time?" Xu Wendong looked at Wu Mei, knowing she had knowledge about Crippled Monkey’s background.
Wu Mei said, "I’ll try my best."
Xu Wendong nodded without showing emotion, "Let’s go, take me home."
Chen Ping’an said, "Please, this way."
"Miss, I just received news that Wang Jinke from the Urban Construction Bureau was resuscitated and transferred to the intensive care unit." Shengjing Shanshui Villa District, Uncle Fu delivered the news to Yan Shuangshuang.
The girl was lazily nestled on the sofa, watching the old edition of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, with a fruit platter next to her. Hearing Uncle Fu’s words, she casually said, "That Wang Jinke was saved, so his fate wasn’t sealed. However, even if he wakes up, he poses no threat to us."
Uncle Fu respectfully said, "He was saved by Xu Wendong."
Yan Shuangshuang was stunned, looking up at Uncle Fu with a trace of surprise in her beautiful eyes, "Can that guy’s medical skills really bring people back from the dead?"
Uncle Fu answered, "I inquired with the hospital doctors, Xu Wendong’s Tui Na Technique is quite miraculous. It was thanks to his technique that the blood clot in Wang Jinke’s brain was relieved."
"Oh..." Yan Shuangshuang looked enlightened, then turned her eyes back to the TV, dismissively saying, "Even if Wang Jinke has escaped death, it’s not a big deal."
"But the monkey still took the gold bars, and I’m worried Wang Jinke might call the police." Uncle Fu voiced his concern, although many saw it as a simple traffic accident.
But he believed, once Wang Jinke woke up and found the gold bars missing, he would surely call the police.
Yan Shuangshuang laughed indifferently, "Wang Jinke reached the top position in the Urban Construction Bureau; he surely has some skills and tricks. Do you really think he’d admit to accepting bribes over a mere five million in gold bars?"
"Even if Wang Jinke loses his position in the Urban Construction Bureau, as long as he recovers, he’ll undoubtedly be placed elsewhere, with many future opportunities to make money."
"He would never admit to bribery for a mere five million."
"Unless he wants to die."
Uncle Fu nodded slightly and said, "Should we have the monkey lay low for a while? I’m worried Xu Wendong could track him down, and if so, Crippled Monkey would stand no chance against him."
Yan Shuangshuang frowned, displeasure showing in her eyes, "Uncle Fu, why do you fear Xu Wendong so much? Moreover, there were no cameras at the scene, and even if there were, with Crippled Monkey’s methods, he could avoid all surveillance equipment without leaving a trace."
"How could you think Xu Wendong could track down Crippled Monkey?"
"Do you see Xu Wendong as some omnipotent god?"
Uncle Fu’s face was tense, "Miss, you misunderstand. I don’t see Xu Wendong as a god, I just have a bad feeling, as if something big is about to happen."
Yan Shuangshuang coldly laughed, "Then why don’t I have such a feeling?"