Chapter 222
Chapter 222
Now we knew that Qiankun Wuji was Wang Guofu.
And Wang Guofu might be facing retaliation very soon.
For the sake of the bigger picture, if the person about to be targeted had been anyone else, we definitely would have focused wholeheartedly on stopping it this time.
But the person about to be targeted was Wang Guofu.
To be honest, we were disgusted by him to the extreme.
Given Wang Guofu’s crimes and shamelessness, shooting him a hundred times over still wouldn’t be excessive. Yet somehow, the law couldn’t do anything to him.
And now, there was a chance for Wang Guofu to die…
“How about… we wait until Wang Guofu gets retaliated against, and then stop it next time?”
Song Xiaotian tried testing Seventh Master’s bottom line again. “Would that… work?”
Seventh Master looked at him. “What do you think?”
Song Xiaotian fell silent.
I took over and said, “Wang Guofu is still stirring things up online even now. People like him are the kind of scourge that lives a thousand years. I don’t think anyone deserves death more than he does. On the contrary, if we let him live, who knows how much more evil he’ll commit.”
“We can keep watch near his home, let Ding Ruoning’s family kill him, then show up afterward and catch Ding Ruoning. No problem with that, right…?”
Seventh Master thought it over and actually agreed with my suggestion, nodding. “Reasonable.”
Song Xiaotian immediately grinned. “Exactly. Reasonable. Extremely reasonable!”
Anning, who rarely spoke up, said, “But he has skills. Ding Ruoning might not be able to kill him. He may have sworn an oath, but when his life is hanging by a thread, do you think he’ll still care whether he swore or not?”
I nodded. I’d nearly forgotten about that. “Anning’s right. Wang Guofu has real ability. If he didn’t, Du Yunting wouldn’t have hired him to do anything. So Ding Ruoning might not be able to do much to him.”
Seventh Master fell into thought. “That is a problem. With the things he knows, keeping himself alive shouldn’t be an issue. Ding Ruoning probably won’t be able to kill him.”
After thinking for a long while, I asked Seventh Master, “Do you think there’s a kind of Talisman that can stop him from using his skills? Something that makes his magic fail, so he can’t protect himself?”
Seventh Master said, “There is, but that kind of Fulu is meant to be used against people of the same path, so very few use it. Besides, Daoism does not recognize spells used specifically against people in that way, so it defines them as an improper path.”
The few of us exchanged glances, then looked at Seventh Master. “Seventh Master, you should have that kind of Talisman, right…?”
“What kind of talk is that!”
Seventh Master shot to his feet in agitation. “How could I possibly have something like that? You young people these days are always thinking about crooked tricks and heretical methods. What kind of behavior is that?”
As he spoke, a Talisman suddenly slipped out of his sleeve and fell to the floor.
“Sigh. The martial world is no longer the martial world it used to be.”
With that, he walked out.
I immediately picked up the Talisman and chuckled.
That damn old man had endless tricks up his sleeve. He clearly wanted to do it too, yet he still had to put on an act.
Now that we had the Talisman, there was no way we could sit still.
First, we had to get this Talisman into Wang Guofu’s home. And considering what Wang Guofu had done, he really did deserve to be taught a lesson.
So we couldn’t let him just die like that. We couldn’t let him get off so easily.
This time, Meng Yifan came along too. The four of us drove straight out, ready to follow the internet cable, so to speak, and have a chat with Wang Guofu.
After finding Phoenix Community, we headed straight to Wang Guofu’s home.
Wang Guofu was at home. Song Xiaotian had beaten him badly before, leaving him seriously injured. He couldn’t go anywhere and could only stay home hammering away at his keyboard.
When he saw the four of us, he looked even more terrified than if he’d seen the King of Hell.
“You… It’s you again…”
“Are you ever going to stop? You’ve already beaten me into this state, and you’re still not letting me go!”
The four of us walked right in and shut the door behind us.
When Wang Guofu saw us shut the door, his face went deathly pale. He looked utterly hopeless, probably thinking we’d come here today to kill him.
“Master Wang, long time no see. Been well?”
Song Xiaotian took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag before dragging him straight over to the sofa.
“Know why we’re here to see you today?”
“I don’t. What exactly do you want?”
Wang Guofu looked aggrieved. “Look at me. I’m already on crutches. I’m an Old Man, and you beat me into this state. You’ve taught me whatever lesson you wanted to teach me, so why are you still coming to my home?”
Meng Yifan snorted coldly. “Lesson? If this weren’t a society governed by law, we should’ve killed a menace like you last time. What’s your username? Is it Qiankun Wuji?”
At those four words, Wang Guofu’s expression changed. He hurriedly shook his head. “No. I don’t use the internet.”
I didn’t listen to his excuses. I snatched his phone straight out of his pocket.
He tried not to hand it over at first, but after Song Xiaotian slapped him across the face, he gave up resisting.
I found the short-video app on his phone and opened it. The evidence was right there.
“Isn’t this Qiankun Wuji?”
“What, this isn’t your phone?”
Even when confronted with undeniable proof, he still refused to admit it, insisting he’d picked the phone up somewhere.
Song Xiaotian backhanded him hard. “You think we’re idiots? You really never learn, do you? You drove Ding Ruoning to her death, and now you won’t even let her husband go. What grudge does he have against you?”
Wang Guofu fell silent. He curled up on the sofa, trembling as he began to cry in misery.
He was a fifty-something Old Man, trapped in his own home and beaten by us. Objectively speaking, it was a pitiful sight.
But no matter how I looked at him, I couldn’t feel sorry for him.
On the contrary, the sight of him crying made me want to slap him so badly I could barely hold back.
Before I could do it, Anning lost her temper first. She picked up the tea on the coffee table and splashed it in his face.
“You still have the nerve to cry? You’re the one who started all this!”
Wang Guofu wiped the tea leaves off his face, sobbing so hard he could barely breathe. “I… I refuse to accept it. Why? Why was I, Wang Guofu, born with a poor man’s fate, while they got to live so well? Their family lived in a mansion and drove luxury cars. Even their daughter’s clothes cost thousands apiece.”
“Back then, my mother and I couldn’t even get a mouthful of food. The clothes we wore were picked out of trash cans.”
“It’s unfair! It’s completely unfair!”
The more he spoke, the more worked up he became. As he cried, he pounded the sofa. “Why do they get to live so well while I suffer so much? I didn’t even do anything bad in the first half of my life, and I was still miserable! Later, when I finally found a way out, you people ruined it!”
“I can’t accept it! I just can’t!”
Smack!
Song Xiaotian backhanded him again. “Their money is their business. What the hell does it have to do with you? Just because they’re rich, they deserve to die?”
While Wang Guofu wasn’t paying attention, I quietly hid that Talisman in the gap between the sofa cushions.
I looked at him coldly and said, “You were born with a poor man’s fate. Who can you blame? If you have to blame someone, blame the Heavenly God. But being poor is not a reason for you to commit evil.”
“We poor people may be poor, but we still have dignity and character. What we hate are the rich who have no conscience and oppress ordinary people. It doesn’t mean that just because someone has money, people like you can commit shameful acts under the banner of justice.”
“If Ding Ruoning’s family had truly been wealthy and heartless, they would’ve used their own power and influence to take revenge. But they didn’t. Instead, they were driven to death by online mobs like you.”
“What right do you have to cry? You don’t even have the right to cry. You’re worse than pigs and dogs!”