"Sigh, I can only say that the Zhang family, who used to cover the sky with one hand, had to lower their head when they met an even more powerful person. As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances. How could they not understand this?"
"There's nothing we can do. Everyone in the capital is afraid of the Little Tyrant. Isn't there a saying that goes, 'Provoke the King of Hell, but don't provoke Zhuang Feng'?"
Hearing these discussions, I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Why did it seem like I was a bully? Although I had established a reputation in the capital, I never took the initiative to plot against anyone, nor did I purposely kill the young master of the Zhang family to show off my power to the Zhang family.
The most important thing was that I was the scapegoat, but I couldn't avenge myself. That was the most depressing thing.
Soon, the Zhang family's father and son arrived at the mourning hall. Behind them was a coffin. Above the mourning hall hung the portrait of Elder Guan. Since it happened so suddenly, they had to take a recent photo.
The Zhang family's father and son picked up the incense sticks and handed them to the candles. Although the candles were very strong, they couldn't burn. It was as if there was something special on the surface of the incense sticks.
"This …" Everyone was slightly stunned and didn't know what was going on.
"Hey, what's going on?"
"Is this incense stick made of iron?
Why can't it burn? "
The Zhang family was a little embarrassed. Grandpa Zhang quickly said, "Come on, give me another incense stick. This one must have water in it."
"Yes, it's rainy recently. The incense sticks are easy to mold." Young Master Zhang's father echoed.
After a while, someone brought a new incense stick. The strange thing was that no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't light it. But the other worshippers lit it up as soon as they touched it.
At this critical moment, the Zhang family's head was full of sweat and they inevitably felt a little guilty.
When they were in a difficult situation, a cold wind suddenly blew in and extinguished the candles.
The portrait of Elder Guan swayed slightly. The pair of eyes seemed to suddenly have a spirit, as if it wasn't a photo, but someone behind the frame.
However, the only ones who can truly feel this are me and the people of the Zhang family.
"Hiss." Young Master Zhang soon sensed something, and suddenly, an invisible pressure fell on him.
As an insider, he naturally understood that the death of Elder Guan was closely related to the Zhang family. However, before he came, he had made full preparations. Old Master Zhang especially emphasized the psychological quality. He could not expose himself in front of others. As long as this wave of acting was over, he would escape the disaster.
Just now, when the incense sticks couldn't be lit, the Zhang family members were very anxious. They wished they could throw away the incense sticks. Without a doubt, they had a guilty conscience. No matter how good their mental fortitude was, they would feel uneasy after encountering such a strange thing.
Now, the eyes of Elder Guan's portrait inexplicably turned to them.
They felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave. The bone-piercing cold made them shiver uncontrollably, as if their bodies were constantly falling. An unprecedented fear shrouded their hearts, and an icy voice echoed in their ears.
"Give me back my life, give me back my life …"
"Ah, Elder Guan, don't take me away. This wasn't my idea. It was my grandfather's idea. I can swear to God!"
Young Master Zhang was the first to break down. This kind of pressure seemed to be real. It seemed that if he did not speak, he would become a mute forever.
"Eh …" Hearing this, everyone had a strange look on their faces.
They were not fools. Basically, everyone present knew the inside story of how Elder Guan died. However, in order to suppress the bad influence, the higher-ups announced that Elder Guan was in a serious car accident and died in the end.
After all, in Hua Xia, guns and ammunition were already very sensitive contraband, let alone explosives. Although the news was blocked at first, the upper class in Capital City knew what was going on. On the contrary, most of the common people were kept in the dark.
As for who wanted to murder Elder Guan, it became an unsolved mystery. Although they were curious, they did not dare to talk about it openly. As a result, in front of the mourning hall, Young Master Zhang said such explosive words. They were all stunned and looked at Old Master Zhang.
The latter was immersed in endless fear, but he could also hear Young Master Zhang's accusation.
"Damn it, if you hadn't said that you would avenge Little Chen, I wouldn't have done this.
If you hadn't lost money before and ruined the reputation of our Zhang family, why would I take this risk?! "Old Master Zhang's face turned red and he scolded angrily.
Originally, he wanted to deny it, but the words that came to his mouth couldn't come out. The portrait on the high hall seemed to have some special magic. In front of the portrait, he could only tell the truth.
Therefore, he scolded Young Master Zhang in confusion. The latter looked sullen. As the saying goes, it takes two hands to clap. Originally, the Zhang family didn't want to rush to take action against me. Losing more than two billion was a small matter. Once they failed, it was likely to destroy the foundation of the Zhang family for decades.
There was no doubt that the risk of this matter was too great, so the Zhang family could only put it aside. However, the action of the witch Ye Ji caused the death of the Zhang family's young master, further intensifying the conflict. The Zhang family could not bear it anymore. They were also afraid that I wanted to take over the Zhang family's foundation as the outside world said.
What was supposed to be a foolproof plan had ended in failure. Even a world-class explosive killer couldn't kill me. After the Zhang family received the news, they were instantly thrown into a panic. However, the Explosive Maniac had been meticulous in his work. He had already made thorough preparations beforehand. The surveillance footage of the residential area was severely damaged, and there was no way to restore it. The progress of the investigation of the case was heavily hindered.
The Zhang family got away scot-free. When they learned that I was going back to Nan Yun, they became even more complacent. They thought that this matter would be over for a while. After all, the dead couldn't come back to life. Elder Guan was just my elder, not my confidante. Perhaps after a long time, they would forget about him.