Chapter 638: The Real Fun is Yet to Come

Looking at Zhao Xing’s smug face, Zhao Li flattered him:

“Yes, yes. I’ll rely on you more in the future, Second Brother. After all, you helped me a lot tonight.”

“Help? What do you mean?” Zhao Xing was confused, finding the words strange.

After all, all they did was share a meal, and Zhao Xing even mocked him a bit. Since when did he help?

Zhao Li chuckled and said, “You’ll understand soon, Second Brother. I’ll need your help again tonight.”

“No wonder you’ve been sucking up to me. Turns out you need something. But seeing how respectful you’ve been tonight, I’ll help you out. Now, what is it?”

Zhao Xing reached out and patted Zhao Li’s face. Seeing Zhao Li endure it with a forced smile, without daring to show any anger, made Zhao Xing feel immensely satisfied.

As he felt Zhao Xing’s hand slap his face, a flicker of murderous intent flashed in Zhao Li’s eyes. “It’s nothing serious. I just need to borrow something from you, Second Brother.”

“What do you need to borrow?” Zhao Xing asked.

Zhao Li grinned. “I need to borrow your life to pave my way to greatness.”

Zhao Xing was stunned at first, then burst into loud laughter. He ruffled Zhao Li’s hair.

“Zhao Li, Zhao Li, I never thought you’d joke with me like this. Interesting, very interesting!”

Zhao Li smiled slightly. “Second Brother, the real fun is yet to come.”

“Zhao Li! How dare you kill our Second Master! Your life is forfeit!”

At that moment, a furious shout rang out, and two men wearing caps and holding guns rushed in.

“This is bad, Second Brother, run!”

Zhao Li pretended to be “shocked” and started running, pulling Zhao Xing along.

After all, they were acting, and with cameras everywhere, they couldn’t afford to slip up.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

The two gunmen fired several shots.

Several bullets hit Zhao Xing, while Zhao Li was only grazed on his arm.

He had asked them to shoot him, after all. If he wasn’t injured at all, it might raise suspicion.

It’s safe to say there’s no shortage of ruthless people in this world.

“The Police are here!”

Someone planted among the crowd, according to the plan, shouted all of a sudden.

“Damn it! Zhao Li, you got lucky tonight, but don’t think you can get away with this forever!”

The two gunmen shouted in frustration and, with obvious unwillingness, fled into the crowd.

“Second Brother! Second Brother, are you okay? Second Brother!”

“Call an ambulance! Please, someone call 911! Help my Second Brother! I’m begging you!”

Zhao Li held Zhao Xing, crying sorrowfully. His tears flowed like rain, moving the nearby bystanders deeply.

But only Zhao Xing, who was in Zhao Li’s embrace, could see the slight grin on Zhao Li’s lips—an expression of pure joy.

“It was… it was you…”

Recalling what Zhao Li had said earlier, how could Zhao Xing not realize that everything tonight was pre-planned? The whole goal was to kill him.

“Yes, it’s me. Goodnight, dear Second Brother. Rest in peace. I’ll make sure to burn plenty of paper offerings for you during the festivals.”

Zhao Li whispered, then once again cried out in an exaggerated wail.

“Second Brother! Second Brother! It’s all my fault! We had just reconciled tonight, but… how could this happen? I’m to blame for your death!”

“I swear, Kong Family, we will never coexist under the same sky!”

“You… you…” *Spurt*!

Watching Zhao Li’s shameless performance, Zhao Xing, in his anger, spat out a mouthful of blood. His breathing weakened further, seemingly on the verge of death.

“Second Brother! Hang in there! The ambulance is almost here!”

Zhao Li shouted, all while shaking Zhao Xing in his arms, speeding up his demise.

“I… even as a ghost…”

Before Zhao Xing could finish his sentence, his life ebbed away completely, and the hand he wanted to raise at Zhao Li fell limp.

Zhao Li whispered softly, “I know what you wanted to say, Second Brother. You wanted to say that even as a ghost, you’d watch over me. What a good brother you are.”

At his words, Zhao Li began loudly and dramatically sobbing once more.

“Second Brother! Speak to me! Why are you dead?! Boohoo… Second Brother! My dear Second Brother!”

By the time the ambulance arrived, Zhao Li had already fainted, his face pale.

Everyone present witnessed the deep brotherly affection between the two.

Of course, the real reason Zhao Li fainted was because he lost too much blood from the bullet wound on his arm.

However, people preferred to believe it was due to grief.

Humans, after all, instinctively yearn for beauty and goodness.

And just like that, Zhao Xing died, and the blame fell on the Kong Family.

The escalating conflict between the Zhao, Liang, and Kong families was on the verge of exploding, and soon, all of Jingcheng would tremble.

………

Xu Shaochen had no idea what was happening in Jingcheng.

As the scriptwriter, he only crafted the outline. The rest was up to the actors. As long as they didn’t stray too far from the plot, it was fine.

9:00 PM.

Xu Shaochen arrived at the Jiangzhou Grand Hotel.

“Good evening, Mr. Xu.”

“Welcome, Mr. Xu. Good evening.”

As soon as Xu Shaochen entered the hotel, the staff greeted him with utmost respect.

As he walked, the hotel guests who recognized Xu Shaochen either stopped to greet him or made way for him.

Finally, when he reached the elevator, a group of people who had been waiting there for a long time didn’t even get in, giving the entire elevator to Xu Shaochen.

Some who didn’t know him showed expressions of both admiration and envy.

After all, who wouldn’t want to be like Xu Shaochen, the absolute center of attention wherever he went.

When Xu Shaochen pushed open the door to the private room, he saw Mei Liangxin and Zhao Qing were already there. Only Zhang Wei was missing.

“Mr. Xu…”

Zhao Qing had been a bit afraid of Xu Shaochen lately. When he saw him, he stood up immediately.

Mei Liangxin laughed and pulled him back into his seat. “We’re just friends gathering privately. Why act so nervous?”

“Liangxin is right. Zhao Qing, business is business, and pleasure is pleasure. Don’t think about what I said the other day tonight.”

“Should I offer you a toast to apologize?”

Xu Shaochen laughed and took a seat next to Zhao Qing.

“No, no, I know you said those things for my own good. If you didn’t care, you wouldn’t have bothered to tell me all that.”

Zhao Qing waved his hands frantically. He wasn’t ungrateful and understood that Xu Shaochen’s words came from a place of concern.

How many people in Jiangzhou were lucky enough to receive such treatment? Some even dreamed of being scolded by Xu Shaochen but never got the chance.

“Where’s Zhang Wei? Why isn’t he here yet? I haven’t seen him since he got back. It seems like he’s drifting away, not even texting me anymore.”

Xu Shaochen checked his watch – it was five minutes past nine. Zhang Wei wasn’t the type to be late usually. What could he be busy with lately?”