Chapter 78:1 Think I Killed Him

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“What’s wrong?”

Yao Zhenfeng looked at Liu Jinghao.

Liu Jinghao’s face was ashen. He took a deep breath and said, “Old Master Yao, something big has happened!”

“Half an hour ago, Iron Fist Feng Dao entered our hotel’s underground garage and destroyed the surveillance cameras around Ms. Qin’s car.”

“His target is probably Mr. Su Chen!”

Yao Zhenfeng’s expression changed drastically as he stood up abruptly.

“Li Yiting, let’s go to the underground garage!”

…..

Then, they rushed out of the door.

Ring ring ring…

At this moment, Yao Zhenfeng’s phone rang.

He lowered his head and saw that it was a call from Qin Wentian.

Yao Zhenfeng quickly picked up the call.

Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice.

“Mr. Yao, please let Mr. Liu bring a few of his trusted subordinates to the underground garage.”

“I need his help to collect a corpse!”

Yao Zhenfeng swayed on his feet, and his expression turned sour.

“The corpse of Iron Fist Feng Dao!” Qin Wentian added.

“Whose corpse?” Yao Zhenfeng asked.

“Iron Fist Feng Dao’s corpse.” Qin Wentian repeated.

Yao Zhenfeng’s heart skipped a beat, and he panted.

At this moment, he wished he could drag Qin Wentian over and give him a good beating!

F*ck!

He was gasping for air.

‘Doesn’t he know that an old man like me can’t take such shocking news?’

“Alright, I’ll do it. Wait for me, we’ll be right there!”

Yao Zhenfeng’s mood instantly eased.

Very quickly…

Yao Zhenfeng and the other two brought Liu Jinghao and his trusted subordinates to the underground garage.

They looked at Iron Fist Feng Dao, who was lying on the ground, in disbelief.

“Did Su Chen kill him?” Yao Zhenfeng asked.

Qin Wentian nodded. “To be precise, he was killed in two punches!”

“I don’t know if Su Chen’s two punches exceeded his limits or if he held back!”

Yao Zhenfeng was shocked.

At the age of 20, his medical skills were amazing, and his martial cultivation was also so terrifying.

He had never met such a young man before.

Meanwhile, Li Yiting stepped forward to check the corpse.

“Feng Dao has already mastered internal force, but Su Chen only used two punches. He used the first punch to test the power of Feng Dao’s iron fist, and the second punch directly shattered his heart!”

“I think that Su Chen could’ve even killed Feng Dao with one punch!” Li Yiting inferred.

Hiss!

Liu Jinghao gasped.

As a hotel owner, he was well-informed and naturally knew a lot of insider information.

Liu Jinghao was very clear about Feng Dao’s terrifying battle record.

However, a young man like Su Chen could actually kill Feng Dao with a single punch. How terrifying was his combat strength?

No wonder Old Master Yao Zhenfeng thought so highly of him.

Yao Zhenfeng looked at Li Yiting and asked, “Has Su Chen reached that realm yet?”

Li Yiting suddenly nodded. “At most, he’s half a step away. Maybe he has already crossed it.”

Yao Zhenfeng’s pupils constricted, and his impression of Su Chen rose again.

Meanwhile, Qin Wentian asked, “How should we deal with this corpse?”

“Send it back to where it came from!” Yao Zhenfeng smiled.

Qin Wentian was stunned.

“Then…”

Before he could say anything, Yao Zhenfeng said, “Do you think Zhao

Chongling wouldn’t find out if we destroyed the evidence?”

Qin Wentian was speechless.

He sent Feng Dao to kill Su Chen. If Feng Dao didn’t return and Su Chen was still alive and kicking, what would happen?

Su Chen would face the same revenge.

However, at that time, the people from Imperial Spring View Hotel might be implicated.

Liu Jinghao looked at Yao Zhenfeng gratefully.

“Don’t worry,” Yao Zhenfeng said indifferently. “Since Su Chen dared to kill Feng Dao, it means that he was not afraid of Zhao Chongling and Zhao Shijie at all.”

Qin Wentian nodded as he glanced at Liu Jinghao.

“I’ll arrange for someone to send the corpse to Zhao Chongling right away,” said Liu Jinghao.

“Send it to his son, Zhao Shijie. He’s the one who sent Feng Dao, so that’s where we should send him.”

Yao Zhenfeng smiled evilly.

Liu Jinghao nodded.

Qin Wentian felt a headache coming on.

He felt that Bin Cheng was going to be in chaos again.

In Zhao Shijie’s villa in the city center.

There was laughter.

He Zhentian raised his wine glass and respectfully toasted Zhao Shijie, “Young Master Zhao, thank you for avenging me!”

Zhao Shijie smiled coldly. “Su Chen is just a country bumpkin. Only people like you would take him seriously!”

A trace of embarrassment flashed across He Zhentian’s face as he continued to flatter him. “Young Master Zhao, you can’t say that. In Bin Cheng, besides a big shot like you, who else has such strength?”

This flattery made Zhao Shijie feel at ease.

“Hahaha, that’s true!”

Zhao Shijie laughed.

At this moment, a subordinate came to report, “Young Master, someone sent us a package!”

Zhao Shijie was puzzled, “What package? Bring it up!”

Not long after, four muscular men laboriously carried a large wooden box in and placed it in the middle of the hall.

“Could Feng Dao be messing with us by sending us Su Chen’s corpse?” Zhao Shijie suddenly laughed.

He Zhentian was overjoyed. “If that’s the case, this is a great gift! I’ll thank him personally later! Hahaha!”

…..

“Hahaha! Open it and let me see the bad shape that Su Chen is in now!” Zhao Shijie laughed loudly.

Squeak..

The box opened!

Feng Dao’s corpse appeared in front of them.

“Hahaha…”

Zhao Shijie and He Zhentian’s laughter stopped abruptly as if someone had grabbed their throats.

The smiles on their faces instantly froze in place.

“Feng Dao!”

“Impossible, impossible…”

Zhao Shijie’s eyes were wide with disbelief.

He Zhentian also started to tremble.

“Ah! Su Chen, you b*stard!”

Zhao Shijie was suddenly furious and directly overturned the entire table. All the fine wine and food fell off!

He Zhentian trembled, not daring to speak

Now, he was both afraid of Su Chen and the furious Zhao Shijie, who might kill him to vent his anger.

However, at this moment, Zhao Shijie did not have the time to pay attention to him.

Zhao Shijie’s eyes were red as he shouted out the door.

“Prepare my car! I want to go see my father!”

Feng Dao was the disciple of Yang Wudi, the Invincible Divine Fist. Now that he had died in the middle of carrying out the Zhao family’s orders, who could guarantee that Yang Wudi wouldn’t vent his anger on the Zhao family?

This was what Zhao Shijie feared the most.

In comparison, Su Chen was just a small problem.

Zhao Shijie left very quickly. He Zhentian heaved a sigh of relief.

However, looking at the miserable corpse of Iron Fist Feng Dao in the wooden box, He Zhentian’s heart was heavy.

He suddenly had some doubts about whether he could still exact revenge.

Meanwhile…

As Qin Yaoyao drove, she talked about Su Chen’s bravery.

Su Chen felt a little embarrassed after being praised.

The two of them arrived at the Zhou family’s villa.

However, when they were two to three hundred meters away from the villa, Su Chen found an excuse to stop Qin Yaoyao.

He was really afraid that Zhou Wanqiu would catch him with her again.

After Qin Yaoyao left, Su Chen checked his body again to make sure that there was no evidence of his crime before heading home.

When he returned to the villa, the first person to greet him was not Zhou Wanqiu, but Zhao Guirong.

“Su Chen, you’re back I heard from Wanqiu that you went to accompany a client? This girl is really too much. Why didn’t she just leave this kind of thing to someone else? Why did she delay your return home?”

Zhao Guirong complained.

Su Chen smiled and explained, “Mrs. Zhao, I asked her to. It’s good training for me!”

Zhao Guirong was all smiles. “You’re so ambitious, Su Chen!”

Su Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Mrs. Zhao’s “double standard” was very obvious. No wonder Zhou Wanqiu always complained that she was treated like the goddaughter and Su Chen like the biological son.

After Su Chen entered the hall, he heard Zhou Wanqiu, Zhou Pingjiang, and Zhou Rongchang talking.

The three of them were a little depressed.

Even Zhou Rongchang, after greeting Su Chen, simply replied and sat down to participate in the discussion again.

“Zhao Chongling has four experts under him. They are all people with very high martial arts cultivation. Zhao Chongling has already relied on them to settle many opponents. Our family must be more careful!” Zhou Pingjiang said in a deep voice.

Zhou Wanqiu also frowned. “That’s right. Especially that Iron Fist Feng Dao. His master is the Invisible Divine Fist. He suppressed the entire province’s martial arts world. He had once defeated Wang Zhengyang of Zhengyang Boxing Hall with three punches. It was a terrifying feat.”

Su Chen interrupted.

“That…. Iron Fist Feng Dao, I think I killed him!”