Chapter 5: Majestic and Dominant

Beiruyan!

A rather pleasant name, everyone in the upper echelons of the Chinese political circle knew that Beiruyan was the beloved granddaughter of the old patriarch of the Bei family, and also the most popular and mysterious star of the national television station. The Premier of China once openly admitted at a press conference that he enjoyed watching Beiruyan's programs.

The Premier even encouraged the media to support Beiruyan, making this capable young lady from the Bei family a household name, and a top choice for marriage among the elite young men of China. Everyone knew that those favored by the Premier were no ordinary people, and winning the heart of such a beauty could certainly lead to a meteoric rise in one's career.

However, Zhao Heng, who had never left his county and had no extra energy to pay attention to television, was far, far away from the so-called upper circles. He knew Beiruyan, but had no idea how significant her name was. So he merely nodded slightly and lightly touched the delicate hand she extended, as a sign of friendliness.

"I like you!"

The fearless Zhao Heng bluntly declared this again, causing Lu Meng, who was drinking water nearby, to instantly spray water all over the ground. Sima Qing and the others secretly cursed him as a toad, but Beiruyan showed no emotional fluctuation. Countless people liked her, and she was about to respond with a light, unobtrusive smile when...

Zhao Heng added, "I will make you fall in love with me!"

Beiruyan was slightly taken aback. She could see Zhao Heng's strong confidence and determination, but given her extensive experience, she wasn't particularly shocked. A faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth as she said, "Zhao Heng, I am a few years older than you. If you don't mind, I would like to recognize you as my younger brother. Would you honor me?"

This was an invitation and a form of gratitude!

The influence of the Bei family in China was well-known to ordinary people; they were one of the four great families with a long history. Moreover, Beiruyan was deeply favored by the Premier. Recognizing Zhao Heng as her adopted brother would ensure that he would be respected by all factions in the future. Even if Zhao Heng's future didn't soar, it would still be smoother than others.

The surrounding people were envious, thinking Zhao Heng was truly lucky.

Sima Qing also sighed, "A fish leaping over the dragon gate."

But Zhao Heng, with his audacious confidence, raised his finger and twirled it in the air:

"Sister, no! I want you to be my woman!"

The surrounding police officers were stunned, wishing they could shoot him into a sieve.

"An interesting child..."

Beiruyan smiled charmingly, her beauty as radiant as a lotus blooming. She didn't know where this young man's confidence came from, but she felt a bit curious, though it was just curiosity. Falling in love at first sight and being madly in love was mostly a fantasy in the minds of immature men, let alone a clichéd age-gap romance?

At this moment, a child ran over and called out cautiously:

"Brother Heng, Brother Meng, Uncle Feng is calling you to come home for dinner!"

Hearing the child's message, Zhao Heng and Lu Meng immediately snapped out of their fantasies of beauty and wealth. They patted the dust off their clothes and darted away without a word. The young police officer wanted to shout at them to stop but was intimidated by Lu Meng's glare. He then thought that even if the monks could run away, the temple couldn't, so he decided to let it go for now.

He could take their statements after the scene was cleared up.

"Officer Sima, let them rest for now."

Sima Qing, who was about to speak, was gently stopped by Beiruyan. Although Sima Qing held a high position in the Chinese police force with a promising future, compared to the daughter of one of the four great families, he was still far from her level. Moreover, he had made a mistake in this pursuit.

If not for Zhao Heng and Lu Meng, he might have had to commit suicide to atone for his failure.

Therefore, he didn't scold the young police officer for incompetence but instead respectfully said to Beiruyan, "Miss Bei, the Bei family's plane is still on its way and should arrive in about half an hour. If you find it boring here, you can take the police car back to the station to wait. It's windy here."

"No need, the air here is quite good."

This talented woman, who had a significant influence in the media and China, gently declined Sima Qing's offer. She gathered her hair and looked up at the night sky, "I've been in the city for too long and almost forgot how beautiful the sky in China is. The gains today far outweigh the thrills encountered."

"Miss Bei, I'm sorry."

Sima Qing bowed slightly, "It's all my fault!"

Beiruyan maintained a calm expression and said softly, "This time I was kidnapped by Liu Baishu, which has nothing to do with your deployment. It was my overconfidence and rashness that led to my capture. So you don't need to feel guilty and try to please me. On the contrary, I will speak highly of your outstanding performance in the operation to the police."

"Officer Sima, I hope I can add a medal to your collection."

She smiled, "When you have time, feel free to visit the Bei family."

"Thank you, Miss Bei!"

Sima Qing was deeply moved, "Sima Qing is willing to serve the Bei family with all his heart."

Although Sima Qing was one of the top ten silver-cloaked officers in China, he had been suppressed by his superiors due to accusing a high-ranking official in the police department. While other silver-cloaked officers enjoyed air-conditioned offices, commanding their subordinates and receiving generous salaries, he was sent out by his superior to chase down dangerous criminals.

This time, his superior ordered him to pursue the notorious killer Liu Baishu, a thankless task. If he captured or killed Liu Baishu, it would be attributed to his superior's wise leadership and his own obedience. If Liu Baishu escaped or something went wrong, Sima Qing would undoubtedly bear the blame.

Despite seeing through this, Sima Qing had no choice but to follow his superior's orders. After all, pursuing Liu Baishu offered a chance for promotion. If he refused, he would lose his job, and as someone who had worked hard to achieve his position, he was unwilling to give up this well-paying job.

Therefore, Beiruyan's kidnapping made him extremely anxious. Even though Liu Baishu was dead and Beiruyan was safe, his superior could still use this as an opportunity to bring him down. Hearing Beiruyan's current attitude, he realized he had turned a disaster into a blessing, not only avoiding a long leave but also gaining the support of the Bei family.

He was immensely grateful, "Sima Qing thanks you again, Miss."

"It's a small matter, no need to be so formal."

Beiruyan, sitting in a wheelchair, smiled faintly. She noticed the child looking around and, almost instinctively, waved him over. She then handed him the bread and ham she had no appetite for. As the child beamed with joy, she asked:

"Where are your Brother Heng and Brother Meng going?"

"Uncle Feng called them to come home for dinner."

The child bit into the bread, "Or maybe they did something wrong and are going to be punished."

Beiruyan was somewhat stunned. She felt that Lu Village was quite peculiar; even the elderly and children seemed unafraid of murder and arson. A child around ten years old spoke about killing as if it were a game. She smiled bitterly and asked, "They are really that capable, daring to kill?"

"Go! What's the big deal?"

The child looked up, unimpressed, "Brother Zhao and Brother Meng are legendary figures. No one in the four counties and eighteen villages dares to defy them. Are the foxes in the mountains cunning? Seventy-eight of them! Are the venomous snakes in the trees terrifying? Two pounds of snake gall! Are the bears in the old forest scary?"

"Ten skins!"

The child, while eating the bread, raised his left hand twice, "All those creatures died under Brother Heng and Brother Meng's knives! I won't even mention the mountain chickens, wild rabbits, and birds; there are too many to count. Brother Heng even caught an eagle from the sky, using a dead rabbit as bait. When the eagle swooped down, he cut off its head with one stroke."

Sima Qing was slightly taken aback, a hint of disbelief crossing his face.

Hearing the child's animated stories about Zhao Heng and Lu Meng, Beiruyan, waiting for her family's helicopter, became interested and asked more about their heroic deeds. She even had someone bring two more pieces of ham. The child, not being shy, eagerly shared more details while munching on the delicious food.

"They are legends..."

The child began to recount, and indeed, Zhao Heng and Lu Meng were well-known in the four counties and eighteen villages, almost everyone knew them. People either admired or feared them. For two teenagers to have such prestige in a region known for its fierce and bold people, it was certainly not due to their kindness and good deeds.

It was due to their iron fists and courage.

Once, the hunters of Lu Village collectively brought down a wild boar weighing over 600 pounds. Coincidentally, the neighboring Wang Village had also shot two arrows into it. This led to a fierce dispute. When Zhao Heng and Lu Meng, who were on their way home from school, heard about it, they immediately picked up their sharpened machetes and rushed to help. They managed to knock down dozens of men from Wang Village.

It was said that in that battle, Zhao Heng and Lu Meng were like tigers descending from the mountains, wielding their machetes with great skill and ferocity. Their sudden appearance caught everyone off guard. The machetes flashed, and the air was filled with a fierce killing intent. Their eyes glowed with the ferocity of wild beasts, making them unstoppable.

"No one could stand in their way."

The child bit off half a sausage, his left hand making a slashing motion, "Brother Heng and Brother Meng made two passes through the crowd, causing the men of Wang Village to scatter in disarray. The scene was chaotic, and in the end, thirty-eight people were injured, including the most ferocious butcher from Wang Village."

"Chaos and panic everywhere."

The child's excitement grew as he spoke, his eyes shining with fervor, "Especially Brother Heng, covered in blood, looked like a war god, striking fear into everyone. He then walked through Wang Village twice with his machete, forcing nearly a hundred households to close their doors."

In the end, the village chief of Wang Village settled the matter with a peace offering.

"The old man, fifty years old, respectfully poured wine for Brother Heng."

The child gave a thumbs-up, "And apologized."

Beiruyan raised her delicate face, slightly surprised, "Do they have more stories?" Even the most beautiful and intelligent women have their curiosities, especially after being saved by Zhao Heng. Beiruyan wanted to know what kind of past this dominant young man had, which made him so fearless.

"Of course!"

The child waved his hand, full of enthusiasm.

The most legendary incident was when a group of thugs who had been extorting protection money in the county for five or six years came to their school. They unfortunately ran into Zhao Heng. Without a word, Zhao Heng pulled a metal bar from the school fence and beat down over a dozen thugs at the school gate, breaking the legs of three of them.

The incident didn't end there. Zhao Heng then went alone to confront the leader of the thugs in a dimly lit bar. He single-handedly beat the leader and his henchmen to the ground, making them beg for mercy. This included the five most skilled enforcers, who had to pay a large sum of money to compensate Zhao Heng for his losses.

This battle made Zhao Heng's name spread far and wide.

Hearing the child's animated stories, even the well-informed Beiruyan was astonished. She never imagined that Zhao Heng was so famous in the four counties and eighteen villages, nor did she expect his courage and skills to be so remarkable. This made her more understanding of his bold statements and public killing earlier in the day. He indeed had some real strength.

Sima Qing also frowned, his interest piqued.

Although Zhao Heng and Lu Meng had shown strong combat skills in the afternoon, he subconsciously didn't fully believe in their dominance. He thought it was mostly luck that made them so bold and successful, otherwise, it would make him seem incompetent, a silver-cloaked officer being outmatched by two children?

However, the child's account made Sima Qing think more deeply.

At this moment, thinking of Zhao Heng's dominant face, Beiruyan sighed softly:

"Destined to go to hell."

"Hell?"

The child sneered, "Brother Heng said he's already in hell."

The child's words made Beiruyan pause again. She never expected Zhao Heng to say such a thing. But thinking of his disdainful and arrogant attitude, she seemed to understand a bit more. She then asked, "Their skills are so remarkable, who taught them?"

"Uncle Feng, Old Uncle, Strange Uncle."

The child, now full and satisfied, stood up, patted his hands, and said, "I won't say more. I need to go back and watch Sister Ruyan's show; I really like her." He then ran off but quickly returned to pick up the trash on the ground, muttering nervously:

"If I don't clean this up, Brother Heng will beat me to death."

Watching the child hurriedly pick up the bread wrappers, Beiruyan's eyes showed a mix of thoughtfulness and curiosity. She wondered what kind of person Zhao Heng really was. She then grabbed the child, wrote a number on a piece of paper, and handed it to him, "Give this to Zhao Heng and tell him he can contact me if he needs anything!"

"Ha!"

The child's voice was loud and confident, with a hint of boundless audacity:

"In this world... is there anything Brother Heng can't handle?"

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