Chapter 80

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Although Guan Bingtong's initial intention was to find evidence of Zhao Xinyu's crime to bring him to justice, at this moment, she was really a bit hesitant. After all, Zhao Xinyu had saved her.

Zhao Xinyu also said that there were five girls of her age in his house, which made Guan Bingtong even more determined not to go in. If she went in with Zhao Xinyu, how would Zhao Xinyu introduce her, and how would she explain the process of their encounter?

She sighed softly, "Sigh, I won't go to your house. Is there any hotel nearby?"

Zhao Xinyu was slightly taken aback. He nodded, "Since you don't want to stay here, I'll take you to a hotel."

In a hotel room, Guan Bingtong put down her luggage. Her eyes instantly filled with tears. She could maintain her composure in front of Zhao Xinyu, but when alone, she could hardly bear the immense委屈 she had endured.

After crying, Guan Bingtong called her grandfather and told him about her ordeal in Pengcheng. The old man was furious upon hearing that his granddaughter had been so humiliated and immediately made a call.

That night, Pengcheng was shaken. Sirens echoed throughout the city all night long, and many suspects were arrested without understanding what was happening.

The Pengcheng police found the owner of the car based on surveillance footage. On the same day, Yangcheng also saw significant action, with many people from both places, including high-ranking officials, being implicated.

In a luxurious private room, three women with alluring appearances and revealing clothing were drinking with Hu Zhenyu. A few knocks on the door made Hu Zhenyu's eyes flash with a hint of annoyance. He had specifically instructed that no one should disturb him without his permission, but now…

He loosened his grip on one of the women in his arms, tidied himself up, and nodded to her. One of the women went to open the door.

"Zhang Mingkui, why are you here?" Hu Zhenyu was a bit surprised to see Zhang Mingkui enter. They had just discussed a plan, and according to his plan, Zhang Mingkui should have started preparing, not come back.

Zhang Mingkui nodded to Hu Zhenyu and glanced at the three women. Hu Zhenyu instantly understood Zhang Mingkui's meaning, threw a stack of money on the table, and the three women left.

"Master Hu, the police in Pengcheng and Yangcheng have almost simultaneously taken action. It seems there will be a major move. Many of my people have been arrested."

Hu Zhenyu's eyes narrowed. He had informants in many departments, yet he had no idea about such a large-scale operation, which left him bewildered.

"Master Hu, this operation was very sudden, and almost everyone involved had their phones taken away."

"What happened?"

"Tonight, a relative of a high-ranking official had an incident in Pengcheng."

"Who is it?"

Zhang Mingkui shook his head, "I don't know, but according to the information I gathered, she should be from Pengcheng."

Hu Zhenyu's face changed, and he said subconsciously, "It can't be that old man's people. If it really is his family, anyone involved in this matter will be in serious trouble."

"Master Hu, who is it?"

Hu Zhenyu shook his head, "Zhang Mingkui, don't take any action until the dust settles. Let Zhao Xinyu live a few more days."

Zhao Xinyu, who had returned home, had no idea that the incident involving Guan Bingtong had saved him from a premeditated conspiracy.

Pengcheng and Yangcheng were simultaneously shaken, but this did not affect Xihanling. Xihanling had become a place of entertainment for Pengcheng residents, offering various delicious foods and the experience of rural life, as well as some activities unique to rural areas.

According to media reports, at least 20,000 people entered and left Xihanling every day. During the seven-day May Day holiday, the consumption in Xihanling, which was previously ignored, exceeded ten million yuan.

The villagers' free-range chickens, ducks, and mountain goods were accepted by the people of Pengcheng, and every breeder made a fortune. Although their pigs, cattle, and sheep had not yet reached the market, most of them had already been pre-ordered.

The breeders finally had a harvest. They were excited and grateful to Zhao Xinyu, the young man who had helped them. Many elders whose children worked outside had called their children to return to the village for development.

With the reconstruction of the village school in full swing, Zhao Xinyu had promised to invite the best teachers to teach. Many Xihanling residents who worked outside decided to return to the village for development after their children's summer vacation.

During this period, Pang Mingyuan, who had returned to process his resignation, also came to the courtyard. Zhao Xinyu did not assign him any position but had him familiarize himself with Han Li and Jiang Fei.

After the seven-day May Day holiday, the courtyard became much quieter. The only one left, Pang Mingyuan, went to the vegetable field. Zhao Xinyu, feeling bored, took He Feng to the grape orchard to watch the carefree mountain chickens.

As a phone rang, a group of mountain chickens nearby fled into the thorny bushes in the distance.

"Xinyu, I have some good news. Just now, a landslide occurred in a ravine in the village. Zhao Shiming and his cronies were all buried. People are gathering to watch. Don't you want to come and see?" The call was from Han Jun, and Zhao Xinyu could tell from his words that Han Jun was very excited.

Zhao Xinyu hung up the phone and sighed. To be honest, not only he, an outsider, but also the villagers who had suffered at the hands of Zhao Shiming and his cronies should be excited upon hearing this news.

However, Zhao Xinyu felt no excitement, but rather an indescribable feeling.

He had also heard from Han Tianliang and others that Zhao Shiming was a bad person, and the few ruffians who followed him were poor and had dropped out of school early, leading to their current state.

He had met the families of a few of these ruffians, who were all honest villagers. He could imagine the sorrow of losing a child.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xinyu quickly returned to the courtyard, found his backpack, and put some emergency medication inside. He then hurried to the ravine that Han Jun mentioned.

On the way, he met a few villagers and learned from them that Zhao Shiming and his cronies had heard that a battle had been fought in the ravine during the war, leaving behind a lot of gold and silver. They were searching for treasure when the accident happened.

In a ravine about thirty meters deep, over a hundred people had gathered at the bottom. From a distance, Zhao Xinyu could hear cries of grief. An ambulance was parked above the ravine.

Seeing Zhao Xinyu arrive, many villagers nodded at him. Clearly, most of them were there to watch. Zhao Xinyu sighed, thinking that even if someone in the village had no worries about food and drink, their life was still tragic if they ended up like this.

In the crowd, seven people were lying on the ground. Zhao Shiming's nose and mouth were covered in blood, and his chest was sunken. No one was busy around him, indicating that the doctors had given up on resuscitating him.

The other six people had no blood on them, but from the serious expressions of the doctors and nurses, it was clear that their condition was not optimistic.

With a sigh, a doctor shook his head and looked at the parents who were wailing beside their children, "Go home and prepare for the funeral." After saying this, he left the ravine with a few nurses.

His departure made the wailing even more tragic. Although most of the onlookers were there to watch, many of them couldn't help but shed tears upon hearing such sorrowful cries.

Zhao Xinyu sighed and left the crowd, squatting beside Zhao Shiming. Seeing Zhao Xinyu, the elderly couple's faces changed, and they both lowered their heads, crying for their son.

Zhao Xinyu extended a finger and placed it on Zhao Shiming's wrist. After a moment, his eyebrows raised, and he looked at Zhao Shiming's elderly parents.

"Don't move him, he can still be saved."

Although Zhao Xinyu's voice was low, it was like a thunderclap, and the scene instantly fell silent. Everyone looked at Zhao Xinyu, and the expressions of the onlookers, as well as the parents of Zhao Shiming and the other ruffians, became complex.

Zhao Xinyu put down his backpack. In a life-or-death situation, he couldn't hide and directly used the Hongmeng Wuxing needles. As he inserted the golden needles into Zhao Shiming's body, many villagers raised their phones to take pictures.

Zhao Xinyu looked up at the villagers, "Don't take pictures." As his aura subtly fluctuated, the Hongmeng Wuxing needles began to hum.

In a few breaths, Zhao Shiming, who had no signs of life, suddenly twitched, and faint groans of pain could be heard.

"Don't move him." Zhao Xinyu stood up and went to another ruffian. After a few seconds, a thin stream of black blood flowed from the ruffian's mouth, but people saw his chest rise and fall.

Two people who had been declared dead by the doctors were now breathing again. This made everyone's breathing quicken. Some people took out their phones again, wanting to capture the entire scene.

However, they were quickly stopped by Han Li and others, who clearly understood that Zhao Xinyu did not want this to be known to the outside world.

After about ten minutes, all seven of Zhao Shiming's group were breathing. Each of them had golden needles trembling on their bodies, and people noticed that Zhao Xinyu, who had a rosy complexion, now looked pale, with sweat beads the size of soybeans on his forehead. Every time he squatted to check on Zhao Shiming and the others, sweat dripped from his head like rain.

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