Human Martial Venerable: Starting from the Synthesis Technique

Chapter 20 Shocking Change

It is now certain that the River Law Office and the Grain Law Office are among the masterminds behind the scenes.

As for whether there are other forces, we can only wait and see how things develop.

As long as it can be specific to a person, everything is negotiable.

"No, that's not it. Something's not right. When our men followed Chief Zhou to investigate, all traces of Su Wantang in Xianghua Tower were nowhere to be found."

"Moreover, Liu Wenjun also died in his bed at Chunxiang Residence," Zheng Bo said solemnly.

"Liu Wenjun is dead?" Feng Xiu was shocked to hear this.

Seeing that Feng Ao looked puzzled, Feng Xiu then told him about Liu Wenjun and the fact that he was suspected of having an affair with Su Wantang.

Feng Ao nodded slightly. He had also heard of Liu Wenjun, and the manager of the Liu family had some personal dealings with him.

"How exactly did he die?" Feng Xiu continued to ask.

"He had just died not long ago, around the time it was raining. The authorities examined his body and the coroner ruled it as a sudden death."

"Fainting on the spot" is just a euphemism; in reality, it means dying from exhaustion during sex.

With his amazing skills, how could he possibly get wind on horseback?

Did Su Wantang pick him too?

Feng Xiu then asked, "Is there any temporal connection between Su Wantang's disappearance and Liu Wenjun's death?"

"I don't know that," Zheng Bo replied.

Liu Wenjun died mysteriously, and Su Wantang vanished into thin air.

Internal strife, silencing witnesses, and unequal distribution of spoils?

This was after learning that Zhou Gang had come to cause trouble, which led to an internal argument, forcing Su Wantang to ruthlessly kill him to silence him.

What exactly did Zhou Gang do? Could he have really killed someone?

Feng Xiu's thoughts raced, and then he asked, "Where's Uncle Zhou? Uncle Zhou led some men out earlier, has he returned? Is there any news?"

Liu Wenjun's death is no big deal; what Feng Xiu fears is that he might get into legal trouble because of this.

The two companies are currently in a cooperative relationship, and the Feng family has just begun to emerge. If someone makes a fuss about this, it will be very troublesome to deal with later.

Zheng Bo shook his head; he hadn't paid much attention to Zhou Gang's whereabouts.

Zhou Gang is incredibly powerful and has extensive experience in the martial arts world. Whether it's double-crossing or investigating the truth, there's nothing to worry about.

Feng Xiu had his doubts, but Su Wantang's methods of killing Liu Wenjun were rather strange.

Just as Feng Xiu was about to press for further questions.

Amidst the sound of rain, several overlapping footsteps sounded as Zhou Gang led his men back to the mansion.

"Nephew, did you really pray for this rain?"

Zhou Gang's imposing figure was the first to step into the hall. He wiped the rain off his face, his expression revealing curiosity.

"Uncle Zhou, you flatter me. I don't have that ability. It's all thanks to Master Huanglong." Seeing him come, Feng Xiu felt much more at ease and replied with a smile.

"Brother Feng, your son is truly talented! The people in the city are praising him to the skies."

Zhou Gang laughed and looked at Feng Ao, who had offered him tea.

"Sigh, it's all just empty fame. Wen Zheng has just taken over the family, and there's still a lot to learn." Feng Ao waved his hand, feigning anger as he glanced at Feng Xiu.

"Brother Feng, if you ask me, you're just too hypocritical. If Wenzheng were my son, I'd probably be laughing in my dreams."

Zhou Gang took the teacup and took a sip.

However, he was not entirely satisfied with Feng Ao's "modest" words.

The two were close friends, and in the past, Zhou Gang would have definitely refused to give him face.

But then, after a moment's thought, he continued the conversation with a smile, "In that case, when my girl arrives, Brother Feng, don't forget to arrange her marriage!"

Feng Ao's smile faltered, and he looked up at Feng Xiu.

You can't get through this, can you?

Feng Xiu had no choice but to say, "It's all up to Father to decide."

"Haha, good, son-in-law, don't hold back. My girl is a beauty of unparalleled grace, not some roughneck."

Upon hearing this answer, Zhou Gang laughed heartily, his joy undisguised, his mouth practically stretching to his ears.

Seeing this, Uncle Zheng smiled.

With his career settled and family established, the eldest son's marriage is settled. However, Zhou Gang is a bit rough around the edges, and it's unclear what kind of personality the woman will have.

A thought flashed through Zheng Bo's mind, and in the hall, Zhou Gang continued to speak with great enthusiasm.

"My dear son-in-law, don't worry, after I die, all the men in my escort team will be yours."

Feng Xiu: "..."

Feng Ao: "..."

There's no way to respond to that. Zhou Gang has nothing wrong with himself, he's just too domineering.

"Uncle Zhou, you're too kind..." Feng Xiu quickly said.

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Gang interrupted her with displeasure, "Um, what did you call me?"

"Yue, father-in-law?"

"That's more like it, my dear son-in-law. Not to be rude, but my girl..."

"Stop, stop, stop, Father-in-law, you haven't gotten to the important matter yet."

Fearing he would go on and on, Feng Xiu quickly cut that part off and got straight to the point, asking a question instead.

"What important matter?" Zhou Gang was taken aback upon hearing this.

Isn't marriage a serious matter?

"Father-in-law..." Feng Xiu felt it was strange to call him father-in-law before it had reached that point.

He changed his tune and said, "Uncle Zhou, didn't I already ask you to help deal with Su Wantang from Xianghualou?"

"Have you uncovered any secrets?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Gang's face showed a clear look of surprise.

He stroked the stubble on his chin, raised his thick eyebrows, and asked, "Su Wantang, my dear nephew, who is this Su Wantang?"

?

Now it was Feng Xiu's turn to be dumbfounded.

"Uncle Zhou, have you forgotten? This morning, you said you would help me investigate Su Wantang. She set up a trap, and you even took Brother Han and a bunch of people to Xianghua Tower."

"Morning?"

Zhou Gang interrupted him, his face showing even greater confusion and bewilderment.

"In the morning, I didn't leave the manor. I was leading people in martial arts practice when it started raining heavily. I heard from the servants that you prayed for this rain. Yesterday, I only took people to see the courtyard you found."

"Nephew, what are you talking about? Have you encountered some trouble that requires my help to find someone?"

His tone was concerned, and his expression was natural.

He was only halfway through his sentence when a look of suspicion crossed his face as he sized Feng Xiu up and down.

"Su Wantang, that sounds like a woman's name. My dear son-in-law, you haven't taken a concubine, have you?"

At this moment, Feng Xiu had no time to pay attention.

hum~

I felt as if something had exploded in my head, and a chill instantly shot from my tailbone to the top of my head!

He turned his head sharply and exchanged a glance with Zheng Bo and Feng Ao, all of them seeing the disbelief and fear in each other's eyes.

The coolness from the rain had not yet dispelled the heat in the room, yet Feng Xiu felt no warmth whatsoever.

A chilling aura spread through his limbs and bones, raising goosebumps on his skin.

Brother, Grandpa, Ancestor!

Don't scare me!

Feng Xiu suspected Zhou Gang was playing a prank, and asked cautiously with a probing, joking tone.

"Uncle Zhou, do you really not remember Su Wantang? Didn't we agree that after it's done, you'll get 70% and I'll get 30%?"

"What do you mean by you getting 70% and me getting 30%? Absolutely not."

Zhou Gang's serious gaze swept across the room, noticing that the expressions on the faces of the three people inside were quite grim.

He realized something, but his tone remained firm and resolute.

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted in a deep voice by Feng Ao, whose expression was equally serious.

"Brother Zhou, you weren't at home this morning; you just came back from outside."

"The servants in the manor can all testify to this." Suppressing his thoughts, Feng Ao's eyes sharpened.

Like Feng Xiu, he also suspected that Zhou Gang was joking, but considering Zhou Gang's character, he immediately dismissed the idea.

Zheng Bo nodded vigorously; he had personally witnessed Zhou Gang leading his men out.

"impossible."

Zhou Gang shook his head, still firmly believing in himself.

At this moment, Feng Xiu's heart sank. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he exchanged a glance with Feng Ao, who had also figured things out. The two of them looked at Zheng Bo at the same time.

Zheng Bo was startled and immediately understood what the two meant.

"I'll go right away." Uncle Zheng turned around and walked quickly outside.

After a while.

The Zhou family's escort team stood in the hall in a large group. Feng Xiu looked at Han Che and the other escorts who had been there with him that morning.

What do you all do in the morning?

"Do you know Su Wantang?" Feng Ao asked one by one with a solemn expression.

When some men met his gaze, some scratched their heads, while others looked at each other blankly.

Noticing Feng Ao's gaze, they all shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of this person.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xiu ordered someone to go to Xianghualou and find the other customers who were present at the time.

"Young Master, it's confirmed. Chief Escort Zhou did indeed take his men to the Fragrant Flower Pavilion, and according to some of the customers, he even went into Su Wantang's boudoir."

"But soon after, the sounds of fighting and Zhou the镖主's roar were heard. Then it started to rain, and Zhou the镖主 led his men back."

Not long after, the guard hurriedly returned and reported to Feng Xiu.

"Moreover, the madam and the mothers didn't even know that there was such a person as Su Wantang in the building."

Feng Xiu remained silent, only looking at Feng Ao, whose face was full of solemnity.

At this moment, Uncle Zheng was still unwilling to give up. He stepped forward, his aged voice trembling with emotion, "Chief Escort Zhou, please think about it again."

Zhou Gang's brows furrowed completely. He looked at Feng Xiu, who had a solemn expression, and then at Zheng Bo.

"Brother Zheng, Wenzheng."

He emphasized, "I may be old, but I'm not yet mentally impaired."

"I still know what I did this morning; practicing martial arts is practicing martial arts."

"Where did this 'pure courtesan' come from? What kind of organization is this? What's wrong with you guys? Have you heard some rumors?"

He paused, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the two of them suspiciously. "Or have you encountered something unclean and been bewitched?"

Zhou Gang's last words were like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of the three of them.

It's not a joke, not a prank, and not a cover-up.

Memories, memories of Su Wantang, come from Zhou Gang and the minds of those who experienced and came into contact with her.

It has been completely erased!

This conclusion was accompanied by a sense of horror that went far beyond the realm of fantasy and the supernatural!

Feng Xiu let out a long breath, feeling a chill even in his fingertips. Then, he asked in an almost calm tone.

"Uncle Zhou, if this is a joke, then it's not funny. If it's not, then please think about it carefully!"

Feng Xiu's tone and attitude were extremely harsh, completely lacking the respect he usually showed to his elders.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Gang looked blank for a moment, as if he was trying to recall something.

Gradually, his brows furrowed, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Boom~

The painful memories churned in his mind, Zhou Gang's breath hitched, and he lost consciousness at a visible speed, his face turning pale instantly.

Curtains, curtains, woman, woman!

Snap, snap, snap.

He staggered, a dizzying sensation washing over him, accompanied by a tearing pain in his chest.

The crowd was shocked and quickly gathered around.

Feng Ao stepped forward and caught Zhou Gang before he fell, while simultaneously letting out a low shout without turning his head.

"Uncle Zheng, close the gate! No one is allowed to approach the main hall without my order!"

Zheng Bo responded immediately and moved quickly. Feng Ao held Zhou Gang's hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging and his knuckles turning slightly white.

It was clearly the result of overexertion and excessive restraint.

Feng Ao helped Zhou Gang to a chair, then placed his fingertip on the pulse point of his left arm, his expression hardening and becoming serious.

Then, they pulled open Zhou Gang's shirt.

What came into view was a palm print with an eerie color!