Once the pellet was imbued with lightning, its destructive power became terrifying.
A single, blue-glowing pellet struck an assassin squarely in the chest.
The man felt as if a massive hammer had smashed into his chest, and an indescribable agony washed over him.
He let out a strange, strangled shriek and fell flat on his back, his limbs twitching uncontrollably.
“Holy shit!” the assassins cursed, panic surging through them.
*What the hell is this?
Does this punk have some kind of secret weapon?*
Zhang Xi grinned.
It seemed the combination skill was indeed effective.
With his slingshot in hand, he continuously aimed and fired his pellets.
With the Power of Thunder and his unerring aim, Zhang Xi tore through their ranks.
He deliberately controlled his strength, ensuring the shots weren’t fatal, but they were more than enough to leave the assassins immobilized for hours.
Only now did the assassins realize why their previous mission had failed.
Zhang Xi was clearly no ordinary person.
Despite their numbers, they were as fragile as infants before him, completely unable to fight back.
Li Yang and his men witnessed the entire scene.
“Damn it!” Li Yang spat, gritting his teeth.
“Is this guy even human? Why is he so strong?!”
Chen Feng’s expression was grim.
He was the one who had orchestrated this whole thing; if he hadn’t sought revenge, things wouldn’t have escalated like this.
If Li Yang suffered a major loss, Chen Feng’s own life would become a living hell.
Though Li Yang loathed to admit it, the facts were laid bare before him.
His men were falling one by one, and this mission was clearly headed for another failure.
He raised a hand, hesitated, and then pulled out his phone.
“Retreat.”
After issuing the order, Li Yang turned to leave.
Chen Feng tried to follow, but Li Yang slapped him to the ground.
“Damn you, you bastard! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have taken such a heavy loss this time! You son of a bitch!”
He needed to vent his anger somehow.
If he couldn’t beat Zhang Xi, couldn’t he at least beat this guy?
Furious that all his men had been defeated, Li Yang’s rage mounted.
He twisted his waist, grinding his shoe into Chen Feng’s body.
Chen Feng felt utterly humiliated, but he had no choice but to endure the beating.
At the same time, he was consumed by regret.
*I really was just asking for trouble,* he thought.
After dealing with the last man, Zhang Xi wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Looking at the assassins sprawled on the ground, he called out clearly, “Come on out, Quan Ning. It’s over.”
Hearing this, Li Quan Ning, who had been trembling under the bed, finally crawled out.
Seeing him like this, Zhang Xi found it both amusing and frustrating.
What happened to his confident vows of learning martial arts to fight injustice?
With a spirit this weak, he had a long way to go.
Still, Zhang Xi could understand.
After all, he was a pampered Young Master.
Change would have to come slowly, one small step at a time.
Li Quanning emerged from the room, trembling with fear.
He glanced down at the assassins, his eyes widening in shock.
“This… This is…”
Zhang Xi frowned.
“What? You recognize them?”
“Of course I do!” Li Quanning exclaimed, his voice laced with surprise.
“These men… they’re all bodyguards from my family! Li Yang’s personal guards!”
Zhang Xi’s mind raced as the pieces clicked into place.
*So that’s how it is.* He hadn’t known who had sent the assassins, but the mention of the Li Family explained everything.
*It makes sense,* he thought.
*There are only a few people who would hold a grudge against me this deep.
That old fox Li Yang is truly despicable.* But one question remained: why would Li Yang want to kill Li Quanning?
Zhang Xi asked, “Tell me—is there some kind of conflict within your family?”
Li Quanning would never have shared such matters with anyone else, but now that Zhang Xi was asking, he dared not hide the truth.
He recounted the entire sordid history of the Li Family’s internal strife.
As he listened, Zhang Xi nodded silently.
*I see.
So Li Yang is trying to borrow a knife to kill a man.
What a treacherous bastard!*
Zhang Xi’s eyes darted around as a plan formed in his mind.
While he wasn’t afraid of these assassins, he couldn’t guarantee that those around him wouldn’t be.
This was an opportunity—a chance to completely eliminate Li Yang as a threat.
“Quan Ning, you know who the leader is, don’t you?”
Li Quanning nodded and pointed to a man on the ground.
“That’s him.”
“Good. Take him, then call the police. We’re going to your place,” Zhang Xi said with a cold smile.
“Can’t you see?” Zhang Xi explained.
“Li Yang wants to kill you and then frame me for it! Your family has a traitor in its midst—shouldn’t we deal with that?”
Li Quanning hadn’t even considered this.
Hearing Zhang Xi’s words, he flew into a rage.
“Let’s go, let’s go to my house! That damned Li Yang dares to target me? My father will definitely deal with him!”
“Haha, good,” Zhang Xi replied cheerfully.
*It seems it’s time to settle things with Li Yang once and for all!*
Meanwhile, Li Yang had spent a long time kicking the air, finally releasing some of the frustration he had been holding inside.
He glanced at the unconscious Chen Feng on the ground, said nothing, and turned to leave.
When he returned home, Li Yang sensed something was wrong before he’d even taken a few steps.
The front gate was wide open, and numerous cars were parked outside.
*Damn it!* Li Yang suddenly remembered that Li Quanning knew his bodyguards.
His whereabouts must have been exposed!
“Patriarch, we—”
Before the bodyguard could finish, Li Yang interrupted urgently.
“Quick, let’s go!”
“Heh, what’s the matter? Trying to run now?”
Three figures emerged from the gateway.
Li Yang recognized them all instantly.
Li Quanning, his father Li Zhi, and Zhang Xi.
Li Quanning glared at Li Yang, his voice shaking with fury.
“Uncle! You’re my own flesh and blood! How could you dare do something like this?”
Li Zhi remained silent, but his gaze was icy.
It was true that Li Quanning was a useless son who could never be helped, but he was still his own child.
To strike at one’s own son was no different from slapping one’s own face.
Zhang Xi stretched lazily.
“Alright, I won’t interfere in your family matters. You two settle this yourselves.”
With that, he stepped aside.
However, his eyes remained fixed on Li Yang, preventing any chance of escape.
Li Yang was a sly old fox after all, and he quickly recovered.
He said, “Second Brother, don’t listen to his nonsense! Yes, I sent men out, but it was to kill *him*, not my own nephew! Blood is thicker than water—how could I ever do such a thing?”
“Bullshit!” Li Quanning roared in fury.
“Then why did you order your men to storm the house? Give me an explanation!”
Li Quanning showed absolutely no respect for his own uncle.
It was clear just how utterly failed this Patriarch was.
(End of Chapter)