Chapter 96

Chapter 97: Who Made the Move?

Zhao Heng had just been sent back to school by Du Ziyang when Jiang Changlong appeared before him. The always mysterious young master of the Jiang family was playing with a bottle of medicinal wine and a bottle of disinfectant alcohol, leaning against the iron bed in the dormitory. He said, "I know you've suffered a lot, so I came over as quickly as possible."

"I brought a bottle of our family's traditional medicinal wine, hoping it can help with your wounds."

Zhao Heng glanced at the carefree Jiang Changlong, a bitter smile flickering across his face. "You have quite a bit of influence. Even Qiao Yuncai and Song Qingguan haven't returned yet, but you managed to show up first. However, why didn't you directly help me deal with the prison inmates and the assassins?"

"Let me avoid a couple of fights and some suffering, and I wouldn't have to be locked in a dark room for eight hours."

Zhao Heng had long given up on investigating Jiang Changlong's background. The guy's unpredictable nature made him hard to fathom. As long as Jiang Changlong didn't show any hostility towards him, he was willing to consider him a trustworthy friend. "Since you came to see me, you should have brought a pot of meat bone porridge."

Hearing Zhao Heng's jest, Jiang Changlong had already unscrewed the medicinal wine and started applying it to the bruises. "Do you really think I'm an all-powerful Ultraman? But I did consider helping you, just that I'm not suited for fighting and killing, and you can handle them."

The medicinal wine was initially cool, then became hot. His technique for applying the wine was quite skilled, and Zhao Heng soon felt the bruises burning. Then he heard Jiang Changlong say, "So I didn't come out to show off. Besides, with the Du family and the First Floor backing you, your time in prison is just a vacation, and you won't be there for long."

At this point, Jiang Changlong added with a jest, "So I didn't reveal my terrifying backing to save you. But you should still thank me. I helped you on the mountain road. I could tell you intentionally let the masked woman go, so I gave her a hand as well."

He didn't hide his assistance, his expression calm and natural, clearly showing great trust in Zhao Heng. Otherwise, if the Qing Gang found out, within two hours, three thousand Qing Gang members would be searching for Jiang Changlong, and the Jiang family restaurant would be reduced to ruins.

Zhao Heng's body trembled, and he turned to look at Jiang Changlong. "You helped her?"

"Exactly!"

Jiang Changlong poured the medicinal wine on Zhao Heng's back and started massaging it. "Although you intentionally let her go, the Qing Gang's Black and White Impermanence caught up and locked onto her. She was also hit by the Qing Gang's silver needles, which greatly reduced her ability to handle the situation."

"If it weren't for me scaring away the Black and White Impermanence by pretending to be a ghost, your efforts would have been in vain."

Zhao Heng thought of the two people who had pursued them on the mountain and nodded slightly, believing Jiang Changlong's words. It seemed he had underestimated Zhang Xiaolin. The old man was rough but meticulous. He nodded gratefully to Jiang Changlong, "Jiang Shao, thank you for your help! I'll treat you to a meal when I have the chance."

"You certainly should treat me to a meal."

Jiang Changlong's face lit up with a bright smile. The barrier between him and Zhao Heng had diminished, which was a happy thing. Then he thought of a question and asked, "I'm a bit curious. That woman was clearly trying to kill you. Why did you let her go?"

"Whoever Zhang Xiaolin wants to kill, I want to save."

Zhao Heng didn't directly reveal his inner secrets. He sighed and replied, "Although the masked woman was after me, letting her go this time might resolve the grudge. Zhang Xiaolin will remember her, and with her exceptional skills, keeping her around can make Zhang Xiaolin wary."

"That's a double-edged sword."

Jiang Changlong didn't think much about it, just shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Creating potential trouble for Zhang Xiaolin also leaves danger for yourself. I know your grudge with the Qing Gang is just temporarily suppressed by Du Tianxiong, and in the future, it will be a matter of life and death. But there's no need to let her go."

Zhao Heng's emotions didn't fluctuate much. He smiled faintly and replied, "I know the risks, but I have no roots in Huahai, so I can only leverage every force to play the game. Compared to the masked woman's assassination attempt, I'm more concerned about Zhang Xiaolin's deviousness. The old man is not simple."

Zhao Heng had already thought through all the details and understood that the true winner of the battle on the mountain road was Zhang Xiaolin. The various incidents in prison might not have been his doing, but he certainly fueled the chaos. Most importantly, Zhang Xiaolin's ultimate target was not Zhao Heng but the masked woman.

Each time he thought about this, he genuinely marveled at the old man.

"It seems you really understand my evaluation of him."

A smile crossed Jiang Changlong's face as he helped Zhao Heng with the last of the bruises. "His unpredictable nature and countless killings are just a facade. This bastard secretly does things that don't leave a trace. If it weren't for the Black and White Impermanence pursuing the masked woman, I would have thought it was all a show."

"The rescue on the mountain road was just a cover for the assassination attempt in the morning canteen."

Jiang Changlong's lips curled into a smile, his eyes showing confusion. "It made the Du family and others doubt the Qing Gang, but the Qing Gang's full-scale attack on the masked woman on the mountain road indicated that she had no connection to the Qing Gang, and the Qing Gang doesn't have such a skilled expert."

He pointed out the key issue: "Who is that woman? How did Zhang Xiaolin know she would try to assassinate you?"

Zhao Heng closed his eyes slightly and didn't answer, a hint of helplessness crossing his face. "Who cares who she is? If she doesn't kill me, she'll eventually show up, and I'll eventually uncover her identity. By the way, I still need your help to keep an eye on Qiao and Song. I don't want anything to happen to them."

"Don't worry, I promised to protect them."

Jiang Changlong screwed the cap back on the medicinal wine and went to the balcony to wash his hands. "These past two days, the First Floor has been protecting them, so I focused on your safety. Now that you're safe, I'll continue watching over them. But you don't need to worry too much; the fat guy is not simple."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly. "How is he not simple?"

Jiang Changlong thought for a moment, turned to Zhao Heng, and smiled. "Someone is secretly protecting him."

Zhao Heng's gaze lifted. "Who?"

"I don't know!"

Jiang Changlong exhaled deeply and revealed everything. "During the Huahai bar incident, someone was watching you, just like me. I thought it was someone protecting you, but after Qiao Yuncai and the others came out, that person disappeared. It's unlikely that Song Qingguan would be protected by a skilled expert."

"So that person must be protecting Qiao Yuncai."

At this point, Jiang Changlong added, "That person not only has strong protective abilities but also a very aggressive attack. If it weren't for Yan Ruyu bringing two people out, that guy would have stormed in to save Qiao Yuncai, causing a bloodbath for the Qing Gang. As for who that person is, I don't know."

A smile curved Zhao Heng's lips, his expression warm and calm. "I didn't expect my second brother to be so extraordinary." He had long suspected that the fat guy was not an ordinary person, but having a skilled expert protecting him was unexpected. It seemed that Qiao Fatso had more than just a good back.

Jiang Changlong's expression became profound. "This is a good thing, beneficial to you."

Then he changed the subject. "If you need it, I can help you investigate his background."

"No need."

Zhao Heng, lying on the bed, gently waved his fingers and firmly declined Jiang Changlong's offer. "I value Qiao Yuncai as a person, not the power behind him. He is sincere and open with me, so why should I investigate his background? Friends need some space."

Jiang Changlong gave a thumbs up. "The style of the Chu King."

At that moment, the hallway suddenly shook. Jiang Changlong patted his clothes and walked out, not looking back. "I'm sure it's Qiao Fatso and the others returning. I'll leave first. If you need anything, contact me. By the way, take your wife to the restaurant for some porridge more often."

Zhao Heng turned his head slightly. "Why do you keep trying to set me up with Ziyang?"

"You have to take responsibility for what you've done."

Jiang Changlong laughed. "Don't take advantage and act like a scoundrel."

As he walked out the door, Zhao Heng, who was watching his back, sighed slightly. For some reason, although Jiang Changlong always appeared optimistic and sunny, Zhao Heng always felt there was something weighing on him, though he didn't know what. He was clearly a man with a story.

"Boss..."

Just then, a shout from the fat guy echoed in his mind!

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