Chapter 224: Three Men, Three Lives

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"I wonder who it is. It's you," Wang Zheng said when he saw Xu Shuli shaking like a leaf. After a few seconds of confusion, he immediately figured out the situation.

"Old Mr. Xu is Tao Tangtian’s maternal uncle," He Yan reminded him from the side. No one was more familiar with the intricate web of relationships and kinship ties in the capital's political circles than this head of intelligence operations.

It must have been because Wang Zheng had previously thrashed Xu Shuli, who spoke nastily, at Su Fuhua’s birthday banquet. The old man harbored resentment and then used his nephew Tao Tangtian’s connections to frame Wang Zheng. However, Xu Shuli never imagined that not only did Wang Zheng refuse to kowtow to the Eleventh Bureau's power, but he also succeeded in turning the tables on them almost completely.

"Everything is clear now," Wang Zheng stepped forward and grabbed Xu Shuli by his collar, lifting him up as easily as picking up a chicken, saying, "Using state security’s authority to frame me Old man, you really have your own way of doing things!"

Seeing Wang Zheng's fierce expression, Xu Shuli didn't feel as anxious as before. He said, "You say I’m framing you; what evidence do you have As for your actions in the Eleventh Bureau, I’ve already seen everything and will expose all of your evil deeds!"

"Is that so Then go ahead and expose it," Wang Zheng let Xu Shuli down and turned to say, "Speak freely. Tell anyone who cares to listen. Let’s see if anyone dares help you."

"Do you think I’m afraid of you" Seeing Tao Tangtian wasn’t dead, Xu Shuli was certain that Wang Zheng wouldn't dare kill him, so he was no longer as timid and coldly snorted before dialing a phone call.

But just as he dialed the number, Wang Zheng suddenly turned around and picked up a swivel chair nearby, swinging it straight at Xu Shuli!

Poor Xu Shuli was already an eighty-year-old man; how could he withstand such a vicious blow from Wang Zheng He fell to the ground with just one hit, his bones feeling as if they were all broken!

He Yan didn't try to stop him. Since they had already completely exposed their true colors and turned against each other, there was no need to worry about trivial matters. If everyone was up for a fight, let’s see who would win in the end.

This way, Xu Shuli was splendidly knocked down by Wang Zheng onto the ground; he couldn't even stand up again with those old bones of his. This elderly man famous across China probably never imagined that he’d one day be beaten to the ground and humiliated by a young subordinate!

Looking at the groaning old man on the floor, Wang Zheng dusted off his hands and said, "Let's go. After such a long time apart, I’ll treat you both to drinks."

"That sounds great, but can I come along" Xiaoxiao Li inquired.

“What do you think” He Yan slapped the back of Xiaoxiao Li’s head.

Sighing with relief, Wang Zheng's gloomy mood was instantly lifted upon seeing his two dependable brothers come to his aid when he was framed.

However, when he saw Tao Tangtian lying on the ground in agony and barely clinging to life, the smile on his face was replaced by a shadow of concern.

Bending down, Wang Zheng patted Tao Tangtian's face. Seeing the unrestrained hatred in the man’s eyes, he coldly said, "I may not kill you now, but I can at any moment in the future. So cherish your life while it lasts."

With that, Wang Zheng kicked Tao Tangtian hard on his shattered kneecap, and with a blood-curdling scream of pain, Tao Tangtian passed out instantly!

The once illustrious head of the State Security’s 11th Bureau now lay in such a pitiful state, which could not help but evoke pity.

Casting a cold glance at Xu Shuliang who was still groaning in pain, a trace of ruthless determination flashed across Wang Zheng's eyes. Then he turned around and walked out of the messy office with He Yan.

This time, Tao Tangtian’s attempt to frame others backfired on him instead, clearly hitting a hard obstacle. However, given this man's character, it was unlikely that he would just let things slide. Since Wang Zheng couldn’t bring himself to kill Tao Tangtian for He Yan’s sake, then for Tao Tangtian, there was now the best possible protection.

The famous State Security’s 11th Bureau had thrown away all its accumulated glory in a day, and from that point on, the term "Dragon Scale" which was long buried in history, began to become even more taboo in the hearts of the bureau’s agents.

A man who came from the Dragon Scale Special Forces managed, with just his own strength, to bestow upon State Security's 11th Bureau an indelible shame from top to bottom.

The exclamation mark on the door of the head office would forever remain in their hearts.

And that defiant figure would become a nightmare for these agents.

"Let’s go, wherever you want to eat today is fine, I’ll treat," Wang Zheng patted He Yan's shoulder. After all the tension and strain at the 11th Bureau, he was indeed quite hungry.

“I'll take care of it,” said He Yan. “After all, I’ve saved up a little money. If State Security encounters any impossible-to-complete tasks in the future, we’ll still need to rely on your help.”

"You definitely have ulterior motives," Wang Zheng punched He Yan playfully and laughed.

“I know of an excellent Sichuan restaurant called Qiao Chuannan,” said He Yan. “And I brought a driver with me tonight, we three will party till we drop!”

"Then let's not leave until we're thoroughly drunk!" Li Xiaoxiao interjected.

"Qiaochuan Nan"

Hearing this name, Wang Zheng was slightly taken aback.

Wang Zheng had just caused Song Ziyue’s father to pass out after a beating and now felt extremely awkward seeing Song Ziyue. If he went to eat at Song Ziyue's restaurant right then, wouldn't that be too thick-skinned Wang Zheng thought he really owed something to Song Ziyue; her deep feelings for him despite his wrongdoings made him feel rather ashamed.

"Why don’t we go somewhere else" After a moment of silence, Wang Zheng said, "I've eaten at Qiaochuan Nan before—it’s just okay."

He Yan found this strange; Wang Zheng usually didn't care about what he ate. What was up with him today

But He Yan didn’t overthink it and immediately said, "There are too many restaurants in the capital that I know well enough to find even with my eyes closed. We can switch at will—let's go, get in the car!"

He Yan directed the driver through a series of twists and turns; it took over an hour before they arrived.

In the outskirts of the capital city was a small self-built house with a sign that read: 'Sunshine Rural Courtyard.'

"The owner here is a middle-aged man, a veteran. After retiring from military service, he opened this rural courtyard and serves authentic country cuisine. Over the years, his business has thrived because the owner personally prepares every dish; therefore, only three tables can be served per meal. You need to make a reservation in advance if you want to come for dinner," He Yan explained.

"I’m not exaggerating when I say how delicious the food is here—it’s so good that after one visit, you’ll definitely want to come back."

Wang Zheng smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen and felt his appetite piqued. "We really must try this place; honestly, I’m not very interested in Western cuisine—I prefer these country dishes."

"Today, we'll drink until we drop!"

After placing their orders, He Yan took out a bottle of Flying Heaven Maotai from the trunk and poured a generous glass for Wang Zheng and Li Xiaoxiao. "Go ahead and drink freely; I’ve brought a whole box of this stuff!"

Saying that, He Yan picked up his own cup and tilted it back, downing nearly half a catty of Maotai in one go!

It was clear to see just how happy He Yan was today, having reunited with Wang Zheng after so many years.

The three men, who hadn't seen each other for years, were moved by their reunion. Though the setting remained the same, people had changed, and they couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia.

One of them was once China's top special forces soldier, yet he spent four years in a foreign land, enduring countless hardships and harboring deep resentment. Upon returning to the city, he set out from scratch, utilizing all available resources and connections, determined to bring down an influential family that had been dominant for many years.

The other was the son of a marshal with a promising future ahead but who blamed himself deeply for a serious mistake made four years ago. He hid behind the scenes at國安 (National Security) and refused to step forward until Wang Zheng's entrapment in the 十一處 (Eleventh Department). This incident finally ended his self-imposed isolation, allowing him to take on responsibilities he was destined to shoulder.

The third man, young and with a mischievous smile on his face, seemed out of place with the northwest king's grandson image. However, this young master, despite growing up in Beijing far from home under the care of an elderly servant, defied family opposition to join 國安 (National Security) as a youth, proving himself through passion and blood.

Three men, three stories, three lives—three legends.

Wang Zheng smiled slightly upon seeing He Yan in such a state and didn't refuse, finishing his drink too.

There was no need to bring up past matters at this moment. Those events had long since blown away with the wind, leaving deep scars but also unspoken brotherhood that needed no explanation.

Lǐ XiǎoXiǎo was also influenced by this atmosphere and put away his lecherous expression, finishing off his drink as well.

"I never imagined you were Grandpa Li's grandson," Wang Zheng remarked with a sigh. "When I taught you martial arts before, why didn't you tell me"

"Can’t blame me for that." Lǐ XiǎoXiǎo had an aggrieved look: "You never asked."

Wang Zheng and Lǐ XiǎoXiǎo met due to a chance encounter, after which Wang Zheng reluctantly taught martial arts to the persistent youth who wouldn't take no for an answer. The skills were complex and challenging, likely impossible for ordinary people to master in their lifetimes.

Unexpectedly, Lǐ XiǎoXiǎo showed extraordinary talent, with remarkable natural strength and speed as well as a knack for mastering martial arts techniques quickly. Wang Zheng had never seen such a genius before, one who even he felt was beyond comparison. Seeing this rare talent, Wang Zheng didn't hold back his knowledge, teaching him everything he knew.

Wang Zheng believed that with time, Lǐ XiǎoXiǎo would surpass him and become a new legend himself.

Note: Thanks to Brother Sitzui's support!nally, Wang Zheng would ponder whether killing this university student was right or wrong, but each time, he never felt remorse.If Wang Zheng hadn't appeared, Liu Xuan would have already been forcibly...