Chapter 155: A Scene to Play Out

"Ah!!!"

"Quick, call an ambulance!"

"My God! The vehicle that caused the accident ran away, quick! Call the police!"

Five seconds after the accident occurred, the crowd regained their senses and began shouting in a panic.

Among the crowd, someone immediately took out a phone to dial for emergency services, waiting anxiously for the arrival of help.

Children were held tightly in their parents' arms, their eyes filled with fear and confusion. Some adults appeared shocked and at a loss; they stood to the side, whispering to each other, trying to understand the tragedy that had just unfolded before their eyes.

Chen Che launched himself from his seat and arrived at Ma Menghan's side in the blink of an eye.

Only after getting close did he realize how heavily she was injured!

Her entire left lower leg was bent at an angle, the stark white bone piercing through skin and flesh, pushing the fabric of her pants into a distinct bulge.

Her arms were splayed out on the ground in a cross shape; there were no obvious external wounds, but the bones were likely shattered as well.

Her fair face was covered in bright red blood, and her large, bright eyes were hollow and vacant, devoid of any emotion other than pain.

Chen Che did not dare to touch her, fearing he might cause secondary injuries, so he quickly took out the Ghost Gate Needle and inserted it into several vital acupuncture points.

Almost instantly, as the Ghost Gate Needle fell into place, the bleeding on Ma Menghan's body stopped, and her life was preserved.

Chen Che let out a sigh of relief; this was all he could do for now. The Ghost Gate Needle could cure a hundred illnesses, but it could not treat external trauma or knit wounds back together.

"Hey, Ma Zijun, something has happened, come quickly..."

Chen Che took out his phone, dialed Ma Zijun's number, and quickly explained what had happened.

"I'll be there immediately!"

Ma Zijun's panicked voice came through, and the call ended.

At this moment, the sirens of ambulances and police cars gradually drew near, and the crowd began to clear a path.

Emergency personnel quickly exited their vehicles, beginning to assess the condition of the injured and perform emergency treatment. The police began to investigate the cause of the accident, record witness testimonies, and direct traffic to avoid further congestion and danger.

Yet at this moment, Chen Che quietly withdrew from the crowd, his gaze fixed viciously in the direction the driver had fled.

"Who is the family member of the injured?"

A female police officer shouted loudly, and the customers at the roadside stall all turned their heads to look, but Chen Che's figure had already vanished.

After fleeing the scene, the Honda that caused the accident ducked into a small road, drove out of the city, and headed in the direction of Zijin Mountain.

However, the Honda did not drive into Zijin Mountain, but instead stopped at a cliff covered in shrubs.

The driver parked the car, observed the surroundings, and after confirming no one was there, released the handbrake, shouldered a backpack, and jumped out of the car.

The Honda plunged downward, turning into scrap metal.

The driver stood at the edge of the cliff and glanced down, then changed into a different set of clothes from the backpack, put on a baseball cap, and hiked up along the mountain path.

"Hey, Hu Ge, the job is done, please transfer the final payment to me as soon as possible."

As the driver walked, they took out their phone and made a call.

"You will only get the money after I confirm the person is dead."

Hu Ge on the other end of the line said.

"I have never failed before, but if you want to wait, then wait. It won't be more than half an hour before you get the news."

The driver put away the phone and looked up abruptly, only to find someone standing in front of them, though they didn't know when they had arrived.

"Who is your employer?"

Chen Che's expression was grim, his voice carrying a bone-chilling coldness.

The driver was startled, immediately distancing themselves from Chen Che, pulling a Dagger from their lower back and pointing it at Chen Che.

"I don't understand what you're talking about, get out of the way!"

The driver brandished the Dagger at Chen Che, attempting to scare him off.

"Whoosh!"

Chen Che's figure vanished from sight, and the driver's body shuddered; before they could even feel surprise, a chill surged up their back first.

"Crack!"

"Ah—"

Chen Che appeared behind the driver and kicked their left leg, snapping it.

The driver collapsed headlong to the ground, crawling on the earth, their face full of terror.

"Brother, spare my life, we can talk this over!"

The driver realized Chen Che was a Martial Artist and that they were no match for him at all, so they clutched their leg and begged for mercy.

"Crack—"

Chen Che stepped on the driver's broken leg again; the driver's face turned deathly pale, and their eyes rolled back.

"I don't want to say this a second time."

Chen Che's expression was icy, as cold and ruthless as a life-reaping impermanence spirit.

"I'll talk, I'll talk!"

The driver was scared, thoroughly scared; they dared not play dumb for the sake of the final payment anymore, and for the sake of their own life, they decisively betrayed their employer.

"The person who hired me is named Shan Hu, he's a thug for the Jinling Ma Family, I don't know why he wanted to kill that young girl!"

The driver begged for mercy: "Brother, that's all I know! I was just taking money to do a job, if you want revenge, go find Shan Hu, please spare me, I'll never do this kind of thing again!"

"Where is Shan Hu now?"

Chen Che asked, his face expressionless.

"I don't know, I really don't know!"

The driver answered in a panic.

"Bang!"

Chen Che waited for the punch to land, and the driver immediately passed out.

Chen Che took the mobile phone out of the driver's backpack, scrolled through the call logs, and dialed the number.

"I told you, you can only get the final payment after I confirm the person is dead!"

Shan Hu's impatient roar came through.

Chen Che spoke calmly: "Shan Hu."

Shan Hu on the other end of the line shuddered, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Unfortunately, I have learned your secret. As a hired thug for the Ma Family, you actually dare to kill Ma Yiren's illegitimate daughter; you certainly have guts."

Chen Che said mockingly.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Shan Hu panicked a little.

This kind of matter relies entirely on secrecy, but now that the secret had leaked, the person in the most danger was him, the executor.

"My name is Chen Che."

Chen Che grabbed the driver's broken leg and, while speaking, dragged him toward the mountain.

"What do you want?"

Shan Hu quickly calmed down and began to negotiate.

"You aren't qualified to negotiate with me; call your master to come."

Chen Che said.

"Kid, who do you think you are?! Is my master someone you are worthy of meeting? Being able to negotiate with me is already elevating you."

Shan Hu said angrily: "You think that by catching the hit-and-run driver you can threaten me, or threaten the Ma Family behind me? You are too naive!"

Chen Che snorted coldly: "I will give you one hour to have your master come to Zijin Mountain to find me; otherwise, your name and this idiot you hired will both be delivered to Ma Zijun and Ma Yiren."

After Chen Che finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and then dialed Ma Zijun's number.

"Hello, how is Ma Menghan?"

Chen Che asked first.

"Fortunately, you handled it properly, so there is no danger to her life, but after all, she suffered broken bones and will need to recover for a while."

After Ma Zijun finished speaking, he asked: "Where did you go? Did you catch the person?"

"Have Lin Su stay at the hospital to protect Ma Menghan, and you come to Zijin Mountain; there is a show that needs you as an audience member."

Chen Che said unhurriedly.

………

"Fuck!"

Shan Hu was extremely furious after being hung up on by Chen Che.

He had not expected things to turn out like this; the driver he hired was truly too useless, actually letting someone catch a handle on him and even betraying him!

Since it had come to this, this person named Chen Che could not be left alive!

However, the most urgent priority was still to confirm whether Ma Menghan was dead or not.

As for Chen Che's threat, he was not panicked in the slightest, simply regarding Chen Che as a small-time punk who had no idea what kind of existence the Ma Family was, and was delusional enough to think that grasping a secret would allow him to take a big bite out of them.

Little did he know, there had been many such people in the past, and the result was without exception: the grass on their graves was already as tall as a person.

Shan Hu dialed the phone again; it was the number of his underling guarding the hospital.

"Hello, how is the person, is she dead?"

Shan Hu asked.

"Hu Ge, she isn't dead, she has already come out of the emergency room. And... and..."

The underling said somewhat nervously, "The eldest young master is at the hospital!"

"What?!"

Shan Hu's face turned pale with shock, and his mobile phone clattered to the ground.