Chapter 1770

"We will find a way to solve this." Ximen Wudi clenched his fists and said, "I believe it."

"Thank you for the encouragement, Ximen Wudi." Ximen Wudi forced a smile, then coughed a few times: "Actually, my injuries this time are extremely serious. I probably don't have much longer to live…"

"Then cherish your life well. After all, I don't want a top-tier expert like you to die by someone else's gun, especially not my wife's comrade-in-arms." Ximen Wudi said.

Tears of gratitude welled up in Ximen Wudi's eyes: "Thank you."

Then, he turned his head to look out the window and fell silent once more.

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At this moment, that sniper had already driven the car to the vicinity of an abandoned factory in the suburbs, and pushed Ximen Wudi out.

Ximen Wudi staggered as he hit the ground, falling into shards of broken glass, with blood splattering everywhere.

"You lunatic!" he cursed.

The sniper glanced at him coldly and said, "I advise you not to talk tough, otherwise, the next bullet that blows apart will be your head."

Ximen Wudi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Hmph, I'm not afraid of death. If you want to kill me, then make it quick."

"Heh heh." The sniper let out two cold, mocking laughs: "Not only will I kill you, I'll also kill your elder brother. I'll arrange your brothers' corpses together so you can reunite in the netherworld!"

Is Ximen Bingyuan also dead?

Hearing these words, Ximen Wudi's face turned pale!

At this moment, he finally realized that the core layer of the Ximen family had completely become pawns controlled by someone else!

"Impossible, you're talking nonsense! Don't even think about deceiving me!" Ximen Wudi shouted.

"I'm not deceiving you, because that sniper wasn't sent by me at all—it was sent by your elder brother Ximen Bingyuan, with the purpose of luring me into a trap!" The sniper sneered: "You idiot, sold out by Ximen Bingyuan, and you're still counting money for him!"

"How could this be…"

Ximen Wudi stood rigid on the spot, utterly unable to believe it!

He never could have imagined that the truth of everything was actually like this!

"I've long told you, you two brothers, one stupider than the other!" The sniper glanced mockingly at Ximen Wudi: "I'm waiting for you two brothers to kill each other!"

Having said that, he turned around and vanished into the night!

Ximen Wudi stood in place, his entire body as if petrified.

At this moment, his phone rang.

Ximen Wudi hesitated for a moment, then pressed the answer key.

"Hey, Wudi." A slightly hoarse male voice came through.

It was Ximen Bingyuan's voice!

"Ximen Bingyuan, so it was you betraying me, you bastard!" Ximen Wudi roared in a low, furious voice!

"Yes, even if you didn't betray me, I would still have killed you. That way I could hog the Ximen family's secret weapon all to myself." Ximen Bingyuan's tone carried a sinister viciousness: "This younger brother of mine has been extraordinarily clever since childhood. I was very wary of him, so I must eliminate him."

"Ximen Bingyuan, do you hate your own younger brother this much?" Ximen Wudi asked.

"Of course I hate him enough to kill him, but right now I need a scapegoat, and you're the most suitable candidate." Ximen Bingyuan said lightly, then hung up the phone.

Ximen Wudi stood dazed on the spot, not taking a single step for a long time.

He didn't notice a black shadow sweeping in from the distant sky, then silently landing beside the car.

Ximen Wudi gently pulled open the passenger seat and sat inside.

Lin Aoxue also sat in the back seat. Her pretty face was still covered in frost; the conversation between Ximen Wudi and the sniper just now made her feel a tightness in her chest.

"Let's find a place to stay first, then discuss a countermeasure." Lin Aoxue said: "I always feel this matter isn't as simple as we imagined."

"Alright." Ximen Wudi nodded and said to the driver: "Head to Nanluoguxiang."

Hearing this, the driver stepped on the gas and drove toward Nanluoguxiang.

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Nanluoguxiang is roughly four hundred kilometers from the city center.

Because this place is a slum, the rent is extremely expensive—one day's rent costs a thousand yuan.

"Who is the landlord?" Ximen Wudi asked.

"It's my dad." Zhang Ziwei said.

Ximen Wudi nodded: "Are you two sisters used to life here?"

He didn't ask about the specific circumstances of Zhang Ziwei's parents.

Actually, in Zhang Ziwei's view, the current environment was already far better than she had imagined.

This was the Zhang family's property, and with Ximen Wudi's protection, her parents didn't need to worry about their future life at all.

Although Zhang Ziwei could now be considered half a rich woman, she still held great respect and love for her parents.

"The people living on this street are all poor, hardworking laborers, toiling every day to earn money to support their families." Zhang Ziwei looked at the dilapidated surroundings, a gentle light flickering in her eyes: "Their lives are all quite simple."

"Mm, this place is indeed quite nice—quiet, no need to worry about so many messy things." Ximen Wudi glanced at Zhang Ziwei and said: "Actually, you could completely move into my place. My villa is big enough for your family of three to live in."

Hearing these words, a warm expression appeared in Zhang Ziwei's eyes: "No, I feel very fulfilled here. Even without help from home, I can still do very well. This is my choice."

At this moment, Ximen Wudi suddenly felt that this Miss seemed much stronger than he had anticipated.

"I'm very gratified that you can think this way." Ximen Wudi patted Zhang Ziwei's arm and nodded slightly as he spoke.

At this point, the sniper had already walked far away, and Ximen Wudi had no intention of pursuing him.

However, the words this person had said before leaving stirred up a strong sense of vigilance in Ximen Wudi's heart.

This was a setup—a conspiracy targeting Ximen Wudi—and it might not be over yet.

"Let's go to your place. It's very close to our home." Ximen Wudi said.

Zhang Ziwei nodded: "Alright."

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"Dad, are you really going to do this? This will destroy us!" Ximen Wudi clenched his fists, his eyes red: "Your actions are despicable!"

"There are no eternal friends in this world, no eternal enemies, and no eternal loyalty," Ximen Bingyuan said coldly. "If you cannot guarantee that your own interests will be protected—even at the cost of your life—then never again give loyalty to anyone. Otherwise, next time the knife in your back might be your own."

After a pause, Ximen Bingyuan said: "Ximen Wudi, you are the only genius I've ever seen who has managed to grow. But… you're too naive."

"You want to use someone else's knife to kill, then shift all the blame onto me!" Ximen Wudi gritted his teeth, his eyes swollen with rage!

"Isn't this better for you? It clears your suspicion—and…" Ximen Bingyuan grinned, his twisted expression terrifying: "I can also take your place as the new heir!"

Ximen Wudi and Zhang Ziwei walked side by side.

Ximen Bingyuan had said everything he needed to say. Besides, Ximen Wudi and the sniper should already have parted ways—after all, these two weren't blood brothers, and Ximen Bingyuan didn't believe Ximen Wudi would give up resistance and cooperate willingly with the investigation.

"How much do you believe Ximen Bingyuan's words?" Zhang Ziwei asked softly to Ximen Wudi.

"I don't know," Ximen Wudi shook his head. "But since I've decided to spare his life for now, he won't cause any trouble."

"I feel there's some kind of conspiracy hidden here, but I can't pinpoint the key yet," Zhang Ziwei whispered.

"Don't worry—I'm here. You don't need to handle anything," Ximen Wudi squeezed Zhang Ziwei's hand. "As long as I'm with you, you won't be in danger."

These words seemed to give Zhang Ziwei immense strength. She took a deep breath and nodded.

This girl, though outwardly cheerful and optimistic, carried a hidden fragility and sensitivity deep inside.

"Let's go, let's hurry back," Ximen Wudi took Zhang Ziwei's wrist. "I'll make dinner."

Saying this, he quickened his pace. Zhang Ziwei followed closely behind him, her cheeks slightly flushed.

To Zhang Ziwei, Ximen Wudi holding her hand made her feel shy.

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"Master, what exactly is Ximen Bingyuan up to?" The old man, sunbathing in the courtyard while reading the newspaper, suddenly asked.

"Hmph." The man sitting beside him let out two cold laughs. "This guy is definitely after the Ximen family's wealth and power! Greed like his is a snake trying to swallow an elephant!"

"He wants to usurp the heirship?" The old man's gaze pierced through the newspaper, landing on Ximen Bingyuan's face. He squinted. "If he truly dares to do this, then this trip to Ninghai won't be easy."

"Then what will you do?" asked the middle-aged beautiful woman sitting at another small table.

She wore a loose white nightgown, radiating an air of languid charm, still exuding grace.

"I'd like to see just how many tricks Ximen Bingyuan can pull," the old man said, his tone laced with faint mockery—he clearly didn't care. "Do you still not know what our family's trump card is?"

Hearing this, the beautiful woman immediately understood. She nodded, then sighed and shook her head.