"Tomorrow at 10 AM, I'll be waiting for you at the Tianwu Taekwondo gym. I expect you to come and personally line up for me!"
"If you don't show up, don't blame me for settling this another way. And I can't guarantee you'll live to see the sun rise the day after tomorrow!" With that, Liu Biao rudely hung up.
Clearly, he didn't believe for a second that Chen Zheng and his companion would dare to ignore his summons.
"Wow, he's pretty arrogant," Zhao Feng said with a wry smile, shaking his head. "War God, should I just send a few men over tonight...?"
"Forget it, he's just a small fry," Chen Zheng waved his hand dismissively.
"By the way, have Xu Da and the others arrived?" Chen Zheng suddenly asked.
"I had a few men stay behind in Yunshan. Xu Da is leading the rest here, so they should have arrived by now."
After a moment of thought, Chen Zheng added quietly, "That boy has been training quite well lately. He should be able to handle things on his own now."
"You continue investigating the deaths of those women. Let Xu Da and his team handle security for the Jingsheng Group."
"Sure!"
About twenty minutes later, the jeep arrived at the estate in Xishan.
Inside a large villa, a man and a woman were kissing, their clothes coming off quickly. The man then threw the girl onto the sofa.
"Here I come, little vixen!"
"Oh, Brother Kun, you're so bad!"
Just as the man pounced, the woman glanced around nervously. "Brother Kun, is this place really safe? No one followed us, right? What if someone takes pictures?"
"Relax. I know the people here well. The property manager swore this place has been empty for ages. There won't be any problems."
As he was about to resume his advances, the villa's lights suddenly switched on, stunning them both. They scrambled to grab their clothes and cover themselves.
"Who are you?! Get the hell out of here!" the man roared, his face contorted with fury. The girl simply hid behind him, desperately covering her face.
Chen Zheng frowned at the scene. Feng Jingsheng had assured him this villa had been vacant for a long time. He never imagined that he and Zhao Feng would walk in on a man and a woman practically devouring each other. More importantly, the man's face looked familiar. Where had he seen it before? Then he realized—it was from a poster at the airport.
Did that mean he was looking at Fan Xukun, the young idol who had just been unceremoniously blacklisted?
"If I'm not mistaken, you're not the owner here, are you?" Chen Zheng asked, his brow furrowed.
Fan Xukun was visibly stunned. Of course he wasn't the owner. He had borrowed the key from the property manager, who had sworn on his life that the villa was empty and no one would ever just barge in. And yet, at the most critical moment, someone did. What a goddamn setup!
"Is this house yours? It doesn't matter. You must know who I am, so just name your price. I'll buy this villa," Fan Xukun said, waving his hand dismissively. "Money is no object. All I ask is that you keep this confidential."
He was clearly trying to bribe Chen Zheng. As a public figure, he knew exposure would lead to a mountain of trouble.
"Sorry, the house isn't for sale. You can leave now," Chen Zheng stated coldly.
"You? It's you?" At that moment, the girl, who had just finished dressing, recognized Chen Zheng's voice. Finding it familiar, she immediately walked over.
"Xiaoyue, you know him?"
"Brother Kun, it's this jerk!" Zhang Xiaoyue shouted, pointing at Chen Zheng. "He's the one who attacked our people at the airport today, tore down your poster, and boasted about getting you blacklisted! I nearly died laughing!"
Fan Xukun had already explained to her that his blacklisting was just a coincidence, a result of a broader industry crackdown that had nothing to do with this guy. He probably just caught wind of the news and used it to show off.
"So it's this guy," Fan Xukun said, a sneer playing on his lips as he finished dressing.
Of course, he didn't believe for a second that his blacklisting had anything to do with the young man before him. His older brother had already told him a high-ranking military figure was responsible. This guy, a military figure? Don't be ridiculous. So what if he could afford a villa like this? He might have some backing, but it was nothing compared to the Fan Family. He was the second young master, after all!
"You little brat..." Fan Xukun laughed coldly. "You actually dared to attack one of my fans? You've got some serious nerve!"
Most of his fans were paid for, so he treasured a genuine one like Zhang Xiaoyue.
"Alright, I'll give you one chance," Fan Xukun said, his voice turning chillingly cold. "Kneel and apologize to my Xiaoyue right now. Then, sign the villa over to her. Do that, and I can let this go. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyue's face lit up with glee. "Really, Brother Kun? You're not kidding?"
"What are you waiting for? Get on your knees and apologize to me!" she shrieked. "From now on, this villa is mine! Oh, and Brother Kun, I want him as my servant! He can clean the house and scrub my toilets every day!"
"Absolutely. Whatever you want, I'll make it happen," Fan Xukun said, giving her another kiss. "This jerk dared to offend my precious treasure. Making him clean toilets is letting him off easy!"
Chen Zheng's brows furrowed. Kneel and apologize? And clean toilets?
Far from angry, Chen Zheng actually looked amused. "If I'm not mistaken, this young lady is still a student, isn't she?"
Fan Xukun's expression instantly stiffened. What he was doing was, in fact, sleeping with a fan. The real problem was that Zhang Xiaoyue was, without a doubt, a student. If that fact ever got out, the trouble would be immense. The price he'd have to pay would be catastrophic, and not just in terms of money.
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