Zhang Xi understood his feelings.
This Uncle Li must have been with him for a long time; how could he feel good now that Uncle Li had betrayed him?
Zhang Xi stood up and said, “I’ll go. Uncle Li was able to hide by your side for so long, so he’s definitely not some ordinary character. Besides, if he really threw that flying dagger just now, it means his skills are very formidable. Therefore, it’s more appropriate for me to go.”
“But what about your injury? Is it okay?”
“Of course it’s okay. After all, I’m someone who has been at the Shaolin Temple. This kind of injury is nothing.”
Zhang Xi made up a reason on the spot.
Actually, even if he didn’t make one up, his injuries were almost healed.
Captain Rogers’ serum had a certain self-healing effect.
“Alright then, you go. Be careful, Xiao Zhang,” Chen Haiming said with concern.
“Don’t worry,” Zhang Xi said, then turned and walked out.
As soon as Zhang Xi walked out, he found two of the Chen family’s servants lying at the door.
Zhang Xi’s expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly went forward to check on the two of them.
“Hey, are you two okay?” Zhang Xi asked with concern.
One of the servants coughed up a mouthful of blood and wheezed, “Hurry… Uncle Li… ran east!” With that, he lost consciousness.
Zhang Xi had no time to spare.
He immediately bolted east.
He didn’t notice a car slowly trailing him from behind.
Zhang Xi’s speed was incredible—his superhuman physique allowed him to close the gap and catch up to Uncle Li in no time.
Uncle Li stared at him, his heart pounding in shock.
*What kind of monster is this guy?* he wondered.
*He blocked my flying knives, and now he’s moving this fast?
This is impossible!*
Uncle Li sprinted for his life, desperate to escape, but Zhang Xi gave him no chance.
He unleashed his Power of Thunder without restraint.
With about 200 meters between them, Zhang Xi unleashed his power.
A bolt of pale blue lightning streaked toward Uncle Li with blinding speed.
No matter how fast Uncle Li ran, he was no match for the lightning.
The bolt struck him squarely in the back, sending him crashing to the ground.
He let out a strangled shriek, his body convulsing uncontrollably.
The entire scene was witnessed by the person who had been tailing them.
Li Quanning’s eyes widened as he witnessed the shocking scene, his mind going completely blank.
*What was that?
Lightning?
Li Quanning swallowed hard.
*My god, no wonder I couldn’t beat him.
He’s a god!*
He stood there, rooted to the spot, not daring to utter a word.
His feelings toward Zhang Xi had shifted from hatred to pure awe.
Ignoring Li Quanning for a moment, Zhang Xi stepped forward, grabbed Uncle Li, and snorted coldly.
“Uncle Li, you’ve got nowhere left to run!”
Uncle Li’s head was spinning; the lightning strike had left him utterly dazed.
Zhang Xi glanced at his condition, said nothing more, and simply hoisted him onto his shoulder, turning to leave.
“Wait!”
Zhang Xi turned back to see Li Quanning jogging toward him, his expression sycophantic.
“Uh, Brother Zhang, why don’t you get in the car? Carrying him must be exhausting.”
Zhang Xi paused, then asked coldly, “What are you doing here?”
“Uh, well…” Li Quanning found it hard to admit he’d been tailing them.
“I was just passing by. Just passing by! Brother Zhang, you’re truly a god among men!”
“Alright, alright,” Zhang Xi said, waving his hand to cut off Li Quanning’s pointless flattery.
“Since you’ve seen it, I won’t say any more. However, I have one request.”
Li Quanning’s eyes lit up.
“What is it, Brother Zhang?”
“I don’t want anyone else to know about this, so I expect you to keep your mouth shut. If you can’t manage that, I can *help* you achieve it.”
As he spoke, a murderous glint flashed in Zhang Xi’s eyes.
Li Quanning shuddered and quickly replied, “Don’t worry, I definitely won’t say a word. Absolutely not.”
“Good. That’s best,” Zhang Xi said, nodding in satisfaction.
“Let’s go.”
“Right away!” Li Quanning exclaimed.
The two got into the car and headed for the Chen residence.
By now, Chen Haiming had already sent all the guests away.
Since the assassin’s identity was known, there was no need to keep them.
Besides, family scandals should not be aired in public; the fewer people who knew about this, the better.
Chen Haiming personally locked Uncle Li up.
Chen Haiming took Zhang Xi’s hand, his voice filled with emotion.
“Thank you so much, Xiao Zhang. You’ve truly saved my life.”
Zhang Xi chuckled.
“Don’t mention it, President Chen. It was nothing.”
After a pause, Zhang Xi continued, “We need to make him confess and name the mastermind behind all this. He’s been by your side for years—there’s no guarantee he’s the only one with ulterior motives. We need to find out if he has accomplices as soon as possible.”
*So decisive, cutting straight to the heart of the matter.
Is this really a greenhorn?
He’s more like an old fox.*
Chen Haiming shook his head.
“I know you’re right, but look at him. He’s like a dead pig that doesn’t fear boiling water. Do you think he’ll even talk? If we resort to torture, I…”
“Don’t worry. Leave it to me,” Zhang Xi said, patting his chest.
The Black Widow’s memories were proving useful once again.
She was a master of interrogation—even Loki had fallen for her tricks.
Though Zhang Xi hadn’t yet mastered her full skill set, dealing with someone like Uncle Li would be a piece of cake.
“Alright,” Chen Haiming nodded.
“I’ll leave this to you, then.”
Perhaps it had become a habit, but Chen Haiming had already grown somewhat dependent on Zhang Xi.
Zhang Xi smiled faintly and said, “Don’t worry.”
The moment someone is first captured is the best time for interrogation.
If you can break their psychological defenses then, they will tell you everything they know.
However, Zhang Xi didn’t plan to do that.
Uncle Li was likely an agent trained by the mastermind behind the scenes.
Someone who had endured so much for so many years wouldn’t be easily broken.
Therefore, he planned to use another method.
Guided questioning!
Opening the door to the small, dark room, Zhang Xi slowly walked in.
Uncle Li had already recovered.
He looked at Zhang Xi and sneered, “I know why you’re here. I can’t beat you, but don’t expect to get anything out of me. I won’t say a word.”
“I know,” Zhang Xi nodded as he sat down.
“I’m here to have a heart-to-heart talk with you.”
“A heart-to-heart?” Uncle Li scoffed.
“Cut the crap. You’re here to interrogate me, aren’t you?”
“No, no, no, just a heart-to-heart,” Zhang Xi said.
“Actually, you’ve already figured it out, haven’t you? I’m no ordinary person. I have superpowers.”