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    The next morning, Ye Fei also received news of Shen Qianshan’s death.

    He called Yang Jianxiong and asked Liu Fugui to take him to the funeral parlor.

    Ye Fei met Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu there, put on hoods and gloves, and walked into the autopsy room.

    A gust of cold wind hit his face, and it also carried the smell of alcohol and blood, which made Ye Fei very uncomfortable and couldn’t help but rub his nose.

    He narrowed his eyes slightly and scanned the entire autopsy room.

    There are many instruments and chemicals in the room, and there is a steel dissecting table in the middle.

    Lying on the stage now was a pale corpse with huge hands and feet. It was Shen Qianshan, the president of Nanling.

    Ye Fei walked over.

    “Last night afternoon, Shen Qianshan and Xiong Tiannan were injured and were sent to Rong’ai Hospital.”

    Yang Jianxiong told Ye Fei what he had learned: “Their original intention was to give some treatment and control the condition, and then fly to Longdu on a special plane.”

    “Xiong Tiannan and Zhang Xuan were treated successfully and their severed limbs were fixed. Shen Qianshan also took pills to stabilize his internal injuries.”

    “However, he has been very unstable and drove everyone out of the ward, leaving him alone in the room for some quiet time.”

    “When Xiong’s helicopter landed on the roof of the building, Xiong Tiannan sent someone to call Shen Qianshan, only to find him lying on the hospital bed with his eyes open.”

    “Seal your throat with one sword!”

    He touched Qianshan’s throat with his finger. There was a small bloody hole on it, not big, but deep enough and fatal enough.

    I just couldn’t identify what the murder weapon was.

    “The attacks are ruthless and the techniques are extremely sophisticated.”

    Yang Jianxiong sighed: “The police on-site investigation found that Shen Qianshan was killed before he could react.”

    “I don’t know who it is that has such deep hatred for Shen Qianshan.”

    Yang Jianxiong felt a pain in his head. Shen Qianshan was also a figure, with a high position and many connections. He died in Zhonghai. He was under great pressure. There were several calls this morning, asking him to urge the police to solve the case as soon as possible to avoid accidents that would cause turmoil in Zhonghai.

    “I investigated several of Shen Qianshan’s mortal enemies…” Huang Xuanwu also took up the topic: “Although they are Shen Qianshan’s biggest enemies, they have no chance of coming to Zhonghai to attack Shen Qianshan.”

    “In addition to their insufficient martial arts skills, there is also the lack of time to commit crimes.”

    “Yesterday when the incident happened, they were still active in their respective territories. Besides, they are not so good that they could kill Shen Qianshan by pinching him.”

    Huang Xuanwu looked at Ye Fei: “So this assassination is probably not as simple as a vendetta.”

    Ye Fei smiled: “I guess I’m the biggest suspect now.”

    “Yeah.”

    “Xiong Tiannan and Henry Zhang both believe that you killed Shen Qianshan. They said that after you deposed Shen Qianshan, you were worried about revenge, so they killed him once and for all.”

    Yang Jianxiong nodded and informed the situation: “You also said that you can cripple Shen Qianshan, so only you can kill him.”

    “The entire Nanling Martial Alliance is in a raging mood, and they are all shouting for revenge against you.”

    “If the police hadn’t restricted their entry in large numbers, this place would have been blocked by now.”

    “But you still have to be careful. Xue Ruyi, Shen Qianshan’s adopted daughter and top disciple, is likely to find you.”

    He warned Ye Fei: “These days, if possible, you should avoid it.”

    “It’s not that you’re afraid, but there’s no need to cause such trouble.”

    Yang Jianxiong patted Ye Fei on the shoulder: “As for the murderer, I will dig it out as soon as possible to avoid turmoil in Zhonghai.”

    Ye Fei nodded lightly: “Don’t worry, Director Yang, I will take good care of myself.”

    Yang Jianxiong suddenly asked: “Ye Fei, what do you think the murderer’s intention was in killing Shen Qianshan?”

    “Killing for love is impossible, nor is seeking money. The probability of killing for vendetta is also small, so the only thing left is to cause trouble.”

    Ye Fei’s eyes flashed with a cold light: “The other party brought Shen Qianshan to Zhonghai, but I wasted the opportunity to do it. It was clear that they wanted to use me to destabilize the situation in Zhonghai.”

    “The murderer must have known about my relationship with President Huang, so with Shen Qianshan, I was pushed to the forefront, and President Huang would definitely come forward to protect me.”

    “Once President Huang covers me, the Nanling Martial Alliance will definitely be angry, and then the two major alliances will start a fight.”

    “The Zhonghai Martial Arts Alliance is advancing and retreating with you all again. Its conflict with the Nanling Martial Arts Alliance will inevitably involve you, Director Yang.”

    “If this happens, the whole Zhonghai will be in chaos.”

    At this point, Ye Fei’s body was as straight as a gun, and his words were clear: “The murderer’s purpose is not to kill Shen Qianshan, nor to kill me, nor to fight between the two major alliances.”

    “What he wants is the entire Zhonghai battle, what he wants is to take advantage of the chaos and shuffle the cards…” Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu looked at each other, and both of them were shocked. They never expected that Ye Fei could see so deeply and so clearly.

    Ye Fei looked at Huang Xuanwu again: “Where is President Huang?”

    “President Huang went to Longdu last night.”

    Huang Xuanwu exhaled a long breath: “I came out of seclusion at the age of 9,000. He went over to congratulate me.”

    Although Huang Xuanwu said it lightly, Ye Fei knew that Huang Feihu was definitely rushing to solve Shen Qianshan’s matter.

    Ye Fei sighed: “Thank you for your hard work, President Huang.”

    While talking, the three of them left the autopsy room and stood on the steps again. Under the sunshine, some warmth returned.

    “Woo–” At this moment, there was a roar of cars not far away, and then three black Audi cars drove up. The doors opened, and seven or eight men and women got out. They were decorated in an antique style, with their arms wrapped in white cloth. They all looked arrogant.

    Yang Jianxiong was slightly startled when he saw them, as if he was surprised that they appeared so quickly.

    Huang Xuanwu also frowned, he recognized who this group of people were.

    One of the women in black was the leader. She was tall, with long hair tied up, eyes like lightning, and a face full of arrogance.

    She glanced at her phone, then locked her gaze on Ye Fei: “Are you Ye Fei?”

    Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu discovered that there was murderous intent in her eyes.

    Before Huang Xuanwu could tell him his identity, Ye Fei asked calmly: “Who are you?”

    “I am Shen Qianshan’s number one disciple, Xue Ruyi.”

    Xue Ruyi looked at Ye Fei with a murderous look and shouted: “It seems that what Xiong Tiannan and the others said is true. You used the dog-beating stick to intimidate President Shen, and then you despicably crippled him and killed him.”

    “Otherwise, a hundred of you wouldn’t be able to hurt President Shen.”

    “Okay, I won’t talk nonsense to you anymore. I will kneel down, cut off my hands, and keep vigil for my master, waiting for the punishment from the Nanling Martial Alliance.”

    Xue Ruyi had her hands behind her back, looking domineering, quite like a heroine in the world.

    A group of companions also stared angrily and looked menacing, ready to kill Ye Fei at any time.

    Ye Fei stopped Yang Jianxiong and Huang Xuanwu from talking, and smiled indifferently: “Are you cutting off your hands?

    Do you deserve it?”

    Xue Ruyi’s pretty face turned cold and her aura was overwhelming: “Ye Fei, I advise you to be wise and don’t make me angry.”

    “Otherwise, I would have cut off my own hands.”

    “You could lose your life.”

    “You don’t need to use the dog-beating stick to threaten us. We broke away from the Nanling Martial Alliance before coming to Zhonghai.”

    “We are no longer the children of the Martial Alliance, and we are no longer controlled by the dog-beating stick. You can’t suppress us.”

    “Now, your life or death is decided by us, do you understand?”

    In Xue Ruyi’s view, Ye Fei, who bullied others with power, could only do some tricks and embroider his legs, which was not comparable to a child from a famous family like her.

    She didn’t kill Ye Fei immediately because she wanted Ye Fei to bury Shen Qianshan on his knees. After the funeral, she would bury Ye Fei alive to take revenge.

    Ye Fei was noncommittal: “I don’t understand!”

    “Don’t understand?”

    Xue Ruyi was angry: “Ye Fei, don’t you know who you are talking to?”

    “Do you know what kind of existence is standing in front of you?”

    She pointed her finger and said, “Believe it or not, I can kill you with one hand?”

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