Chapter 276: The Death Of Longteng Jiayuan's Boss's & His True Identity!

Chapter 276 The Death Of Longteng Jiayuan's Boss's & His True Identity!

Zhao Xiao's expression turned solemn as he lowered his voice and said, "You say it like I can still carry the Feng surname now! I'll never be allowed into the Feng family because I'm a bastard! Even if I die, I won't even be able to have the privilege to be buried in the family burial. So tell me, Is my surname so important?! Aren't his private dealings far worse than mine? Why else are you here?!"

Before he could finish his words, the voice on the other side replied sternly, "Mr. Feng. Please, watch your words!"

The two were clearly not on good terms. So, after taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Xiao didn't bother feigning politeness when he said, "I need you to send some people over to my side to help me dispose of someone."

The voice on the other side stopped for a moment. "All our people have a shady background and can only be used once."

Zhao Xiao replied, "I know. But... Zhang Tao is dead."

The voice on the other side was surprised, "Is Zhang Tao dead? He can go dozens of rounds even if he meets a professional boxer."

Zhao Xiao said in a deep voice, "Yes, but he's dead. He was obviously beaten before he died and was covered in wounds. I checked the injuries, and he was literally crushed before being beaten to a pulp."

The voice on the other side went silent for a moment before asking, "Do you have any

plans?"

After Zhao Xiao told him about the people he contacted prior to their phone call, he said, "I'll lay a trap for him to scorch his head. In the meantime, I'll send people to find the accounts and clues."

"After I find them, I expect your men to arrive and by then, I hope I'll be rid of him without a single trace at all." The person on the other side paused for a moment. "I've got to report this to Old Feng." Zhao Xiao chuckled. "Honestly, you're going to report this to my brother, right? I know. That was why I gave you and me time to stall in the past. The quicker you get here, the safer I'll be and the easier it'll be for things to be resolved."

"Also, don't bring any guys over. Shanghai's too strict."

From the other end of the line, the voice replied, "No problem! My people will arrive within three days!"

Zhao Xiao didn't hesitate in agreeing. "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, the haze on Zhao Xiao's face disappeared, and he looked at the villas of Longteng Jiayuan as he quietly contemplated. In reality, he wasn't a liar. The 'liar's' act he put on was just his disguised identity.

His identity couldn't be exposed because he was actually the illegitimate son of Feng Tianyou, an influential big shot in Huaxia... He had been living in hiding since he was born. Unable to join the Feng family, he had to constantly be on guard to protect himself against persecution from his brothers.

It was only until Feng Tianyou retired that the dispute over the succession ended. Once his eldest brother took over, the situation became a little safer for him.

Even then, he couldn't enter the Feng family because he had been marked as a bastard ever since the very beginning. Because of that, he left the capital and came to Shanghai, intending to live a life away from his family.

Although his identity was known to some circles of people, it wasn't supposed to see the light of day. He couldn't expose his identity that easily so he hid behind the identity of a 'liar' that uses his abilities to get in touch with the young and wealthy people in Shanghai.

Initially, he relied on information he gleaned from Shanghai to deceive some people.

However, it wasn't so easy when it came to fooling those in Huaxia. Huaxia was the second-largest metropolis and those in the upper echelons in Shanghai were also pivotal figures in Huaxia. These elites wouldn't be so easily fooled.

That was why he confessed his identity to a certain few as leverage to be accepted into their exclusive circle.

The young and wealthy of Shanghai and their circles were certain that he had some kind of background not for his ability to deceive. Instead, it was because he could guarantee them.

It didn't matter if he was Old Feng's illegitimate son or some big shot's cousin. All of that didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was his ability to get things done.

That was why he was able to make a name for himself in the elite circles of Shanghai wasn't because he was talkative, deceitful, and good at convincing the rich and wealthy of Shanghai. In fact, it was nothing like what the head of security, Zhang Tao thought at all.

The person he had just called was a person raised by the Feng family that was indebted to them. He specialized in illicit activities.

With them on the move, Su Yang was just like a piece of meat to Zhao Xiao.

Deep in thought, Zhao Xiao took out his cell phone once more and dialed a number. "Hello, Director Sun. I remember hearing that you're making an app called (In), right?"

"Looks like I remembered correctly... Right. Engaging in photo doodling and sharing."

"I don't know if you've heard of the Find Me app."

"Oh. You've heard of it, right? I don't know if you're interested, but I can give it to you..." ... After chatting with the owner of the (In) app, Zhao Xiao hung up the phone with sky-high ambitions.

He recalled the plans he made. First, he'd target Su Yang's company to use up his energy. Then, he'd wait for the accounts and stall until the Feng family's reinforcements arrived.

Once these people arrived, Su Yang would be dead meat.

Once he was off the table, Zhao Xiao wouldn't have to worry about the accounts or the secrets he knew about. Even his business would be given away as a favor. 'What a lucky coup that I've planned for myself!'

Thinking of the matter, Zhao Xiao's gloomy and ruthless expression revealed a rare smile.

He looked outside and murmured, "Even if you really have a strong background, you'll have nothing once you're dead. Don't blame me. I didn't want to use a dishonest trick either, but... You were the one who started it."

"If you get lucky and survive, I'll leave Shanghai and go back to the Feng family. Then we'll arm wrestle to determine the victor. I hope you'll be an interesting opponent."

Just as he was thinking about the figure, feeling like he had everything under control, he suddenly felt a shadow envelop him!

When he looked up to see what it was in confusion, he saw five barbells weighing 25 kilograms each appearing out of nowhere on the ceiling above him!

As he watched in horror, his mind went black, unable to figure out how the barbells appeared above him.

It was then that...

Clang! The combined 125 kilograms worth of barbells hit him directly above his head.

Crack! The skull cracked as blood spurted onto the curtain wall he was standing in front of, dyeing it a crimson shade of red.

Zhao Xiao's body was found 20 minutes later by the security patrol.

The only thing they saw was the curtain wall splattered with red. It was only later that it was blood. With the head of security's incident as a precedent, the patrolling security immediately felt like something was wrong.

They rushed into the villa hurriedly only to find Zhao Xiao laid down in a pool of his own blood, his head severely deformed as barbells were seen scattered all over the floor while being covered in bloodstains.

The security guards looked at each other and could only see the fear in the other person's eyes One of them took a closer look at the barbells and asked, "Is-isn't this the barbell from our gym? How did it get here?!"

Nobody knew why.

Both their bosses got into trouble one after the other. They were both trembling in fear.

The lackeys for the head of security and Zhao Xiao who aided and abetted them in their criminal activities quietly packed their bags and ran away. For the others who didn't have an opinion about the matter, they were at a loss as to how they'd deal with the issue.

The final few who stayed on had no choice but to dial 110.

Soon, officers arrived and cordoned the scene off to begin their investigation of this bizarre murder.

As a result, they weren't even able to find a single clue despite their best efforts for almost half a day. The only thing pointing to any semblance of evidence was the barbells in the gym. However, the barbell was smudged with the fingerprints of several people, namely the security guards of Longteng Jiayuan.

It was the ones who had run away.

Since the murder had no further clues, the investigators took a closer look at Zhao Xiao's pocket and found a book that recorded the various illegal activities Longteng Jiayuan was involved in. It clearly recorded the illicit income, and the transfer of profits within Longteng Jiayuan each month. The on-site case investigators made quite the effort to immediately protect the clue as they began their investigation into the underground black market of Longteng Jiayuan.

After his death, the people who were in contact with Zhao Xiao in Shanghai halted all actions for the first time as they began erasing any and all forms of contact that linked them back to him.

Although the promises Zhao Xiao made before his untimely death were now no better than nonsense, he did say something right. "When people die, they leave nothing behind. No favors, clues, or leverage is left. Everything is gone.

Nobody would dare offend such a powerful opponent over a dead man. Unless... if it was his family.

Back at the capital. A black, low-key car slowly drove on the busy roads of Shanghai. In the back of the vehicle was a man bearing a slight resemblance to Zhao Xiao. He had a hawk-like nose and sharp eyes that were trained on a stack of documents.

Within a few moments, his cell phone rang.

Picking up the phone, the man narrowed his eyes and answered with a blank expression. A woman's voice sounded on the other side of the phone, "Feng Xiao has died in Shanghai. Before his death, he made a call to Feng Yi, saying that he was in danger. The old man's side..." The man replied sternly, "Eh?"

The woman stopped talking for a moment.

The man said with neither joy nor sadness. "There's no need to inform my father. As for the rest, I'm assuming you'll see to it."

Only

After saying that, he hung up the phone. The vehicle continued heading toward the glorious city center of Shanghai...

At this time, Su Yang was rolling all over the floor at home. He was in agonizing pain as he only had one of the five fingers remaining on his right hand.

It wasn't because he experimented twice. Instead, it was because he realized that five minutes was far too short for him to plot his crime!

After the first five minutes, he only managed to find Zhao Xiao's location within Longteng Jiayuan. The following five minutes were only enough for him to look for the barbells which he later used to smash in Zhao Xiao's head. The final five minutes... He used those to carry out his plan!

If not for the fact that he was in so much pain, to the point that he couldn't stand it, he'd probably use another finger to see if Zhao Xiao was really dead.

Unfortunately, he was already covered in a cold sweat, feeling like he was about to die after only four fingers. He couldn't care less about Zhao Xiao and his feelings...

What terrible timing for his phone to ring again.

Su Yang bared his teeth and grimaced, wanting to curse out loud. 'Which m*therf*ck*r is it that's calling at such an ungodly hour?! Can't you see this pain is killing me?!'