Chapter 73: 『Breaking and Entering』『Attempted Murder』

Seeing the name Xu Jinshan sent a chill through Ning Weidong's heart.

One very important factor in why the matter at the Red Star Factory had been able to come to an end was the disappearance of Xu Jinshan.

An Ning had suddenly mentioned Xu Jinshan; what was going on? Could it be that An Ning knew Xu Jinshan's whereabouts?

Thinking of this, Ning Weidong felt it was not impossible.

Xu Jinshan was an unavoidable node in the entire chain of speculation and profiteering.

On the surface, although An Ning had been excluded from this line, since she had been able to find Liu Hong'e, she might not necessarily be unaware of Xu Jinshan.

After a moment of thought, Ning Weidong decided to go over and take a look.

He arrived below An Ning's Tongzi Building and, familiar with the route, went up to the third floor.

At this time, most families had finished dinner, but there were also those who got off work late and were still busy in the corridor; as soon as he entered the building, he heard a chaotic commotion.

Ning Weidong went up the stairs and met two people coming down; they probably thought he looked like a stranger and took a couple of extra looks, but they didn't ask anything.

The Tongzi Building was different from the Dazayuan outside; although it wasn't like the later generations where you didn't know the people living in the room across from you, the neighborly relations were more distant than in a Dazayuan.

Ning Weidong arrived at the third floor and was just about to reach out to knock on the door when he discovered it was only slightly ajar and not closed tightly.

He raised his hand to push the door open, and the light from inside illuminated the dim corridor.

Ning Weidong swept his gaze inside.

An Ning was sitting on the sofa; nothing could be read from her face, only that she looked serious.

Her hands were clasped in front of her, and her knees were tightly pressed together.

This was the first time Ning Weidong had seen her so nervous; clearly, the sudden arrest of Wang Jingsheng and the subsequent situation had caught her off guard.

Sitting on the long sofa next to An Ning was a man in his thirties.

This person had a shaved head with a slightly blue scalp, a quite robust physique, thick eyebrows and a large face, and a pair of triangular eyes that flashed with a fierce light as he also sized up Ning Weidong.

"Weidong~" Seeing Ning Weidong, An Ning subconsciously let out a sigh of relief, as if she had seen a savior.

Ning Weidong remained calm and stepped into the room, discovering that there was actually another person inside.

Standing outside the door just now, he hadn't been able to see due to the angle, but there was someone lying on the passageway between the sofa and the bed to the left of the entrance.

This person was about twenty years old, wearing a green military uniform; his entire right side was swollen, his eyes were like steamed buns, and his nose and mouth were covered in blood; he wasn't moving at all and had already lost consciousness.

Ning Weidong raised an eyebrow and looked back at the young man on the sofa; this must have been his doing.

"What's going on here?" Ning Weidong tilted his chin toward the person on the ground, his gaze not leaving the man on the sofa.

Without waiting for An Ning to answer, the man stood up on his own; his height was actually on par with Ning Weidong's, but his shoulders were an arm's width broader, and combined with the overcoat he was wearing, he looked like a wall.

He bared his yellow teeth in a smile: "You're Ning Weidong? I heard you took down Zhou Wu in one move?"

Ning Weidong narrowed his eyes, not knowing what kind of person this was: "Are you also one of Zhang Jinfa's people?"

The man shook his shaved head and said proudly: "Zhang Jinfa can't afford to hire me. Let me introduce myself..."

As he spoke, he walked toward Ning Weidong unhurriedly: "My name is Bata'er."

This person spoke with a thick regional accent: "I came here today to ask Comrade An Ning about something."

"Ask about something?" Ning Weidong glanced at the person on the ground: "Is this how you ask?"

Bata'er grinned, the flesh on his face twitching: "Sorry about that~ I was a bit heavy-handed, but I didn't break any bones."

Ning Weidong took a step forward: "This buddy needs to go to the hospital; you pay a hundred first, and if it's not enough, I'll come looking for you again."

Bata'er was stunned, blinking his eyes, seemingly unable to follow Ning Weidong's train of thought, and tilted his head: "You're asking me for money?"

Ning Weidong raised an eyebrow: "What else? You've committed breaking and entering, and you've beaten someone up. If I report this to the Police Station, how many years do you think you'll get?"

He tilted his body again and, past Bata'er, said to An Ning: "I remember there were two thousand yuan in the nightstand last time; check if it's still there."

An Ning reacted very quickly, understanding Ning Weidong's meaning; she hurriedly followed his lead, though she was muttering to herself that Ning Weidong, with his thick eyebrows and big eyes, was actually quite wicked.

Ning Weidong chuckled, looked at Bata'er in front of him again, and clicked his tongue twice: "Breaking and entering, attempted murder... An Ning, did he touch you inappropriately just now?"

An Ning responded with a sound.

Ning Weidong curled his lip: "And you're a pervert, attempted rape—is that enough to get you a bullet to the head?" Bata'er was both shocked and furious; although he was a brute, he wasn't stupid.

He had only slapped that person once, and hadn't even used his full strength; how did it become 'breaking and entering' and 'attempted murder', and even 'attempted rape'? It was simply outrageous! "You're full of shit!" Bata'er was furious and instinctively wanted to use his most habitual method of solving problems; he raised his hand and swung it toward Ning Weidong.

That was how he had knocked down the person in the room just now, and he wanted to do the same to Ning Weidong.

Unexpectedly, Ning Weidong also moved, and his movements were faster.

"Smack!" Ning Weidong's palm struck Bata'er's face first.

Although he knew Ning Weidong had trained and had taken down Zhou Wu in one move, Bata'er hadn't taken him seriously.

He had sparred with Zhou Wu; it was true that Zhou Wu had some skills, but they were only 'some' skills.

Bata'er figured that if they really fought, he could also take him out in one move.

However, at this moment, he was stunned by Ning Weidong's blow.

It was too fast! Clearly he had moved first, yet Ning Weidong's palm had landed on his face first.

In an instant, his head felt like it had been hit by a hammer; his ears were buzzing, his vision went black, he saw stars, and his body staggered and uncontrollably fell to the ground!

An Ning, on the side, widened her eyes; she hadn't expected Ning Weidong to strike as soon as he said he would.

Just now, hearing Ning Weidong frame Bata'er, she knew Ning Weidong was playing the Police Station card, and she had thought he intended to use his influence to pressure him and fool this plague god away first.

An Ning was half a person of the 'underworld' and knew how formidable Bata'er was.

Who would have thought that Ning Weidong wouldn't play by the rules and would actually resort to violence! An Ning had an expression of disbelief, and she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

Was Ning Weidong doing this for her?

As a female literary youth, she quickly imagined a lot of inner drama.

Half of Bata'er's face was the same as the person on the ground, visibly swelling up, and his nose was bleeding too.

Drip, drip, it fell onto the light blue floor.

And he had regained consciousness the moment he hit the ground; the rage in his heart overcame his shock: "I'll fuck your ancestors!"

With a roar, he exerted force from his thighs and waist, springing up like a coil, pouncing toward Ning Weidong like a starving tiger.

"Ah—Weidong, watch out!" An Ning was momentarily distracted, and seeing this scene, she immediately cried out in warning.

Ning Weidong remained expressionless, not giving An Ning so much as a glance.

At a time like this, shouting things like "watch out" or "be careful" was purely a distraction; watch out for what? How to be careful?

One who could have originally dodged would end up getting hit just by being distracted.

After Ning Weidong transmigrated, his physical fitness and reaction speed had improved significantly, and coupled with the combat techniques left behind by the original owner, he did not feel any pressure even when facing an expert like Bata'er.

Unless the opponent had a lethal weapon in hand, that would be a different matter entirely.

Seeing Bata'er reach out to grab his shoulder, it was likely he intended to use a wrestling move.

Ning Weidong shifted his shoulder, raised his hand, and punched him in the face again.

In a flash, a massive force caused Bata'er's head to snap back, and a sharp pain erupted on his face, the sudden wave of dizziness leaving his mind completely blank.

The tower-like Bata'er fell to the ground for the second time, crashing into the coffee table with a clatter, startling An Ning into jumping to the side.

Looking at Ning Weidong, her eyes widened even further.

The first time he was hit, one could say Bata'er was careless, but for the second time, there were no excuses.

"Is Ning Weidong really this formidable?" This question kept swirling in An Ning's mind.

Ning Weidong did not stop; he took two steps forward, watched Bata'er struggle to get up, and raised a foot to stomp on his chest, pressing down with his one-hundred-eighty-jin weight.

Bata'er let out a muffled groan, still trying to use his hands to move Ning Weidong's foot.

Ning Weidong twisted his mouth: "Do you know Zhang Dajun from the Suifu Border Police Station? Don't force me to call him over."

Bata'er's hands paused, not daring to touch Ning Weidong's leather shoes.

(End of this chapter)