Chapter 952: Deng Tianwen’s Luck

“Deng Shao, you just need to throw this into Deng Tianwen’s food or drink.”

“As long as you’re careful enough and make it untraceable, no one will suspect you.”

Zhao Chen handed a small bottle of powder to Deng Jinhong.

Deng Jinhong felt his throat go dry as he took the bottle with trembling hands.

“Deng Shao, you don’t need to be afraid, and there’s no need to feel guilty. Deng Tianwen has no respect for you as an elder, and he even caused the downfall of the Deng Family. It’s only fitting he follows the Deng Family to the grave.”

After hearing that, Deng Jinhong’s gaze grew more determined, gripping the bottle tighter.

Yes, he deserves to die. He should be buried with the Deng Family.

Soon enough, Zhao Chen’s men brought the money.

It was all large amounts of U.S. dollars. After all, 30 million Chinese Currency was too much to carry around.

In front of Deng Jinhong, Zhao Chen let someone open the boxes.

The fresh ink scent of the crisp bills made Deng Jinhong’s mouth go dry again.

“Deng Shao, all of this is yours now. After the job is done, there’s another 70 million waiting for you—enough to live carefree for the rest of your life.”

As Zhao Chen spoke, he closed the boxes and pushed them all towards Deng Jinhong.

A few minutes later, Deng Jinhong left with the boxes in his arms.

Zhao Chen took out a recorder that he always carried with him. He had just recorded the entire conversation.

Once Deng Tianwen is dead, they would let the Deng Family hear the recording.

Pay attention. They would let the Deng Family hear it.

Not hand it over to the Deng Family, since what if they used the recording to sue him for hiring a hitman? That wouldn’t be worth it.

Zhao Chen leisurely sipped his tea, showing some signs of satisfaction.

………

Deng Family.

A very short meeting had just ended.

After everyone had left.

Deng Tianwen finally had time to check the text messages on his phone.

When he saw the message about Deng Jinhong and Zhao Chen meeting.

Deng Tianwen’s gaze immediately turned cold.

“Ungrateful scum.”

Deng Tianwen mumbled to himself, then said to the bodyguard behind him, “From now on, keep a close eye on Deng Jinhong. I want to know everything, even the color of his woman’s underwear!”

“Understood.”

The bodyguard responded.

“A turbulent time!”

Deng Tianwen sighed. These days, things were truly unstable.

Why do so many people want to see him fall? Since that’s the case, let them never see that day.

Thinking about the news of Deng Jinhong and Zhao Chen’s meeting.

Deng Tianwen suddenly thought he could make something out of it.

With that in mind, he immediately called the bodyguard who was monitoring them.

“How long has Deng Jinhong been gone?” Deng Tianwen asked.

“Less than ten minutes.”

“Is Zhao Chen still there?” Deng Tianwen asked again.

“Boss, I’m currently following Deng Jinhong’s car. I saw him leave with a few boxes, likely the money. I don’t know if Zhao Chen has left or not.”

Deng Tianwen quickly, in an urgent tone, said, “Return at once. See if Zhao Chen is still there. If he is, shoot him a couple of times.”

“Boss, you mean to make it look like Deng Jinhong and we set him up together? Should I say something to pin this entirely on Deng Jinhong?”

The bodyguard immediately understood Deng Tianwen’s plan.

Deng Jinhong had just left with the money, and within ten minutes, Zhao Chen would be shot.

The Zhao Family would undoubtedly suspect that Deng Jinhong never intended to cooperate and was setting up a trap.

“No need. The less you say, the fewer mistakes. Just shoot; don’t say anything else, or it’ll seem too obvious we’re covering something up.”

Deng Tianwen’s tone was calm and methodical, his mind racing with ideas.

“Understood, Boss.”

The bodyguard hung up the phone.

A playful smile crept onto Deng Tianwen’s lips.

Now, it’s up to fate. Hopefully, Zhao Chen is still there.

Deng Tianwen was lucky. Zhao Chen hadn’t left yet and was still reminiscing over his recent ‘mastermind’ move while sipping tea.

“Knock, knock, knock…”

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the private room.

“What’s the matter?”

Before Zhao Chen could say anything, the two bodyguards who had just delivered the money were standing by the door.

“Sir, the guest who just left ordered a pot of Longjing tea for you.”

The bodyguard outside pretended to be a waiter.

“Well, well, Deng Jinhong, that kid knows how to show respect. Look at that, filial for once.”

Zhao Chen smiled and motioned to the bodyguards at the door.

The bodyguards opened the door.

The moment the door opened, the two bodyguards realized something was off.

The person wasn’t a waiter at all.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Deng Tianwen’s bodyguard raised his hand and fired three shots.

“Watch out, Young Master!”

Without hesitation, the two bodyguards lunged to shield Zhao Chen with their bodies.

Even though they were fast, Zhao Chen was still shot in the back.

The two bodyguards were also hit but gritted their teeth and grabbed their guns to fire back.

However, by this time, Deng Tianwen’s bodyguard had already vanished.

“Don’t chase him! Call for backup first, in case this is just a distraction!”

One of the Zhao Family’s bodyguards was about to give chase, but the other quickly stopped him.

Then, one of them called home for reinforcement, and the other called the hospital for an ambulance.

By the time the ambulance arrived, Zhao Chen had already lost too much blood and was unconscious.

Outside the hospital’s emergency room.

Zhao Lianghe was pacing nervously, like an ant on a hot stove.

His eldest son was his only hope.

If anything happened to him, could the younger son really hold the family business together?

“What in the world happened? Tell me everything from the beginning!”

Zhao Lianghe stared at the two bodyguards and demanded.

The two bodyguards, both shot in the arm but not seriously injured, had their wounds treated and bandaged.

“Boss…”

One of the bodyguards began recounting the events, then added his own opinion: “It must have been that bastard Deng Jinhong. He never planned to cooperate with us. He just used this as a ploy to lure the Young Master out and grab some cash. There’s no way it’s all just a coincidence.”

“Exactly, Boss. Why else would Deng Jinhong insist on cash and demand prepayment?”

“Young Master was attacked less than ten minutes after he left. They had to have been lying in ambush already!”

The other bodyguard chimed in.

All the evidence seemed to point to a setup by the Deng Family.

They used Deng Jinhong to lure Zhao Chen out, then ambushed him as soon as they got the money.

“Deng Jinhong! Well played, very well played! The Deng Family juniors are truly remarkable!”

Zhao Lianghe growled, his eyes full of fury.

In truth, he was giving Deng Jinhong too much credit.