Chapter 79 - Release from Prison
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âExactly, exactly, no matter how strong Su Xuan is, at the end of the day, heâs just an ordinary Special Soldier.
How could he possibly defeat Zhong Ge, who was surrounded by dozens of specialists and still escaped easily?â Li said softly in agreement.
âThatâs for sure, otherwise I wouldnât have risked being disciplined to lock Zhong Ge up here.
Now, letâs see what a sorry state Su Xuan has been beaten into.â
Captain Zhou spoke with an easy smile as he opened the small surveillance window of Cell No.9.
The moment he saw the scene inside, he was completely stunned.
A full minute went by before Captain Zhouâs body, entirely motionless, remained frozen in place; the surrounding police officers were getting a bit impatient.
âCaptain Zhou, what exactly is the situation inside?
Let us see too, is Su Xuan dead?
Or has he been dismembered?â Liâs curiosity was immense.
Captain Zhou stepped back, shaking his confused head and said dumbly, âI must be seeing things, Li, you have a look for me.â
âAll right!â
Li was very excited and pressed his face against the surveillance window, only to be stunned in place a moment later.
The policemen behind him, who hadnât seen inside, began urging impatiently, âLi, damn it, speak up.
What exactly is the situation in there?â
Li, as if he were a soulless form, shook his head: âI donât know how to describe the situation inside.â
âYouâre really stupid.
Now let me ask you, is Su Xuan still alive?â
âHeâs alive.â
âCouldnât the King of Killings deal with him?â
âHe should be dealing with him, right now the King of Killingâs hands are on Su Xuanâs shoulders.â
âThen thatâs right.
But why havenât I heard Su Xuanâs screams?
Is it because the King of Killings is covering his mouth?â
âNo, Su Xuan seems to be enjoying it.
The King of Killings is giving him a massage.â
âBullshit, your brain must be messed up too.â An older officer kicked Li out of the way, pressed his own face against it, and after rubbing his eyes and looking again, he was sure he wasnât seeing things.
âDamn, itâs true.
The King of Killings is massaging Su Xuanâs shoulders.â
As soon as these words came out, everyone was astounded.
Those who didnât believe their eyes took turns to look, and every single one of them gaped as if their jaws would dislocate with a bit more effort.
The people inside the detention center naturally noticed the sneaky glances from outside, but none of them dared to speak without Su Xuan saying anything.
Su Xuan didnât even pay attention to the policemen outside and simply put his shackled feet on the King of Killings: âLittle Zhong, my legs are uncomfortable because of the shackles.
Massage them for me.â
âYes, yes, I know.â The bruised and battered King of Killings actually carefully picked up Su Xuanâs feet and gently worked on improving his blood circulation to make Su Xuanâs ankles more comfortable.
During this time, with his feet in Zhong Geâs hands, Su Xuan lay comfortably as if he had no guards up at all.
To the onlookers, it seemed that if Zhong Ge suddenly attacked, no matter how skilled Su Xuan was, he would be doomed.
In fact, when Su Xuan first asked Zhong Ge for a massage, Zhong Ge thought so too.
But the opportunity he believed was a hundred percent chance to ambush was easily neutralized by Su Xuan, and what awaited him was a new round of ferocious thrashing.
After this scene repeated dozens of times, Zhong Ge was utterly subdued.
It was as if Su Xuan could foresee all his movements, and any exposed weakness was just an excuse for Su Xuan to brutally beat him.
âTheyâve all gone mad, all of them.
What kind of person is this Su Xuan to have actually tamed the King of Killings?â Captain Zhou went completely crazy.
Even though he was a policeman, and had the protection of the badge, he would never take someone like Su Ge, a notorious killer, lightly.
In fact, one might say that taming a person like Su Ge would be a hundred or even a thousand times harder than killing him.
âCaptain Zhou, if you were going to send someone to kill me, you shouldâve chosen someone stronger.
Donât send such trash to be my underling next time, hahaha!â Su Xuanâs irritating laughter filtered through the door and windows.
The faces of Captain Zhou and his men turned even more colorful than eggplants as a tinge of fear for Su Xuan crept up from the bottom of their hearts.
In the end, they could only escape with their tails between their legs, like defeated and cowering dogs.
After this incident, no one bothered Su Xuan again, and he spent an extremely peaceful night.
After Su Xuan was taken away, Chen Wanqing was almost driven to madness.
With her intelligence, she naturally understood that it was the Wang Family father and son who wanted to deal with Su Xuan.
When she tried to use her connections to rescue Su Xuan,
those people who had always been slapping their chests in assurance were now deflated, beating around the bush telling her that they couldnât help with this matter.
One could say that there were very few people in Qingshan City who could help.
After all, nobody wanted to offend Fenghua Group, this huge mountain, for the sake of a favor for someone else.
Driven to the brink of desperation, Chen Wanqing had no choice but to turn to her father, Chen Tianwen.
After all, with Chen Tianwenâs identity as the operator of Bright Moon Building, the most luxurious hotel in Qingshan City, his connections with high-level figures were naturally extensive, and the power he had accumulated was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Indeed, only those who didnât manage hotels and were wealthy executives would naturally spend at places like Bright Moon Building.
When Lin Mengxue learned of Su Xuanâs arrest, she too was frantic with worry, but as a low-level employee, she was powerless to help, and her attempts to inquire about the situation seemed to disappear into a void.
The next day, when Su Xuan woke up and quietly waited to be interrogated, the doors of the detention center suddenly âclackedâ open.
âWho here is Su Xuan?â asked an unfamiliar police officer.
âThatâs me.
Are you releasing me now?â Su Xuan asked casually.
Nobody expected the police officer to actually nod, âYouâre free to go now.â
âWhat?â Su Xuan could not immediately react, and asked uncertainly, âAre you really letting me go?â
âAre you annoying or what?
Youâre being released and youâre not happy about it?
If you like, I donât mind keeping you here a few more days,â the police officer replied, his attitude not very pleasant.
Although Su Xuan was confused, he understood that someone must have bailed him out.
Eager to leave the detention center, which was even more boring than a military camp, Su Xuan felt naturally elated.
As he walked to the door, he cast one last glance inside, his gaze finally resting on Wu Fei.
âAfter I leave, please take care of Wu Fei for me.
If something happens to him, I wonât let you off the hook,â Su Xuan said.
The primary reason he bothered to say this was because of Wu Feiâs sister, who worked as a chest model.
âYes, yes, donât worry.
With me, Zhong Ge, here, nobody will dare to bully him,â Zhong Ge said, his distinctive facial features twisting in a way that was difficult to look at directly.
Unable to resist, Su Xuan got goosebumps and turned to leave without any reluctance.
Even he had not anticipated that because of his words, Wu Fei, who was originally bullied in the number nine detention center, would instantly become someone with the status of a âbig shotâ.
Once out of the detention center, Su Xuan couldnât wait to call Chen Wanqing, missing his goddess CEO wife immensely.
Duu-duu-duu!
The busy tone of the phone continued for a long while, and it took nearly one minute before it was finally answered.
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Are you out?â The voice of Chen Wanqing trembled with a mix of excitement and panic.
Upon hearing the voice he had longed for, a hint of sweetness flashed through Su Xuanâs heart, âWife, where are you now?
Iâll come to you.â
âYouâŚ
You donât need to come find me,â Chen Wanqingâs words faltered, then she steadied herself, quickly changing the subject, âBy the way, a girl named Lin Mengxue, who claims to be your sister, is very worried about you.
You should go see her first now that youâre out.â
Feeling that Chen Wanqingâs voice was a bit abnormal, Su Xuan asked with concern, âWife, has something happened to you?â
âNo, nothingâs wrong.
Iâm just negotiating a deal.
Iâm relieved that youâre out.
You should head home first.
Weâll talk about anything else later.
Click!â Just as Chen Wanqing finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Even though Su Xuan felt something was off, he thought that Chen Wanqing might indeed be in the middle of a deal, so he didnât dwell on it.
He hailed a cab and headed for his home.
Half an hour later, at Songzhou Garden Community.
After getting out of the car, Su Xuan stretched lazily.
He was impatient to take a warm shower and have a good sleep.
Of course, it would be even more perfect if Lin Mengxue had the day off and he could sleep holding the beauty.
With these thoughts, Su Xuan quickened his pace.
Just as he entered the staircase, he felt a commotion coming from upstairs, emanating precisely from his apartmentâs door.
âAh, what are you doing?
Iâm telling you, this is a society ruled by law.
If you keep this up, Iâm going to call the police,â Lin Mengxueâs frantic voice descended from above, causing Su Xuan to stiffen and his face to be instantly covered with a frosty expression.
Upstairs, Wang Meng, his arm in a cast and his face swollen like a pigâs head, was eyeing Lin Mengxue, who wore a semi-transparent nightgown, with seven or eight big men holding hammers and axes surrounding her menacingly.
âDonât think you can scare me with threats of calling the police.
That bastard Su Xuan was thrown into jail because of me.
Youâd better submit to me quietly, or Iâll send you to join Su Xuan in jail,â a sinister smile crept across Wang Mengâs face as his remaining hand uncontrollably reached for Lin Mengxueâs barely concealed, semi-transparent peaks.
âAh, donât!â Lin Mengxueâs face flashed with indignation as she hurried back into her room, trying to shut the door, but a quick-reacting bodyguard blocked the door preventing it from closing.
In desperation and embarrassed modesty, Lin Mengxueâs predicament only became more enticing, but as a delicate woman, she was no match for a professional bodyguard, and it seemed inevitable that the big men would break down the door and enter.