nucmednet Chapter 1048 Your Path Has Come to an End
Chapter 1048 Your Path Has Come to an End
In the crowd, Ji Yang, dressed in a silver-white sequined dress, looked like a perfect couple with Teng Zijing beside her.
She moved closer to him naturally, her warm breath brushing against his ear, her voice extremely low:
"What should we do? This situation is on the verge of exploding, and I'm afraid it won't end well."
Teng Zijing's gaze remained fixed on the two opposing sides ahead, his lips remaining still, responding only with a barely audible whisper:
"No, Feng Yan values his life more than anyone else. Let's see how things go! We'll act according to the circumstances."
He had an air of confidence about him, hands in his pockets, making no unnecessary movements.
Only his eyes darted rapidly between Feng Yan, Andy Coles, and the two detainees, taking in the entire situation.
Seeing this, Andy Coles slowly approached Feng Yan and gently exhaled a puff of smoke.
The smoke condensed into a thin column between the two men, rising gently as if foreshadowing his retreat.
“Vice President,” he flicked his cigarette ash, his tone softening, “why don’t we sit down in the council chamber and have a proper chat?”
Feng Yan raised an eyebrow, a scrutinizing glint in his eyes, then sneered, "Good idea, I'm happy to play along."
"Let's see what tricks Mr. Andy Coles can pull." With that, he waved his hand at his men.
The men in black immediately understood, grabbed Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji, and led them toward the stairwell leading to the first floor.
"Huh?" Shu Ya Zi paused, still holding the brocade box in his arms, as he watched the two being led away.
Suddenly, a sense of loss, of being completely ignored, washed over him, and his face fell instantly.
He didn't care about anything else and hurriedly followed, moving step by step toward the first-floor council chamber.
Along the way, he quietly opened the brocade box, glanced at the ivory fan, and muttered to himself:
"Let's see who wins in this battle between the snipe and the clam. We can't let those two brats get into trouble..."
At least I still have this ivory fan. That brat Jiang Chengyu is so capable; with this, I'm confident I can defeat a hundred men.
Thinking of this, he smiled again and stepped lightly into the council hall.
I chose a seat near the entrance, like an outsider watching the spectacle.
Inside the council chamber, Andy Coles's men were still holding their weapons, the muzzles of their guns steadily pointed at the Feng brothers, and the atmosphere remained tense.
On the other side, Chang Miaomiao and Chang Haihe took advantage of the chaos to sneak back to their guest room. As soon as they pushed open the door, they stumbled in and fell onto the sofa.
Both of them breathed a sigh of relief, their hands on their chests, still shaken.
"Oh my god," Chang Miaomiao patted her chest, "How did things turn out like this? We almost turned the auction into a massacre."
Chang Haihe slumped on the sofa, eyes closed, savoring the relief of surviving the ordeal: "It's good to be alive..."
"Don't move, raise your hand!"
The sudden reprimand made the father and daughter freeze, and they opened their eyes in alarm—
In the guest room, Teng Zijing and Ji Yang stood side by side, still the same eye-catching duo.
Several uniformed police officers stood behind them, clearly indicating that they were prepared in advance.
"Teng Zijing?" Chang Miaomiao's eyes widened in disbelief. "How did you get here?"
“No need to be so surprised,” Teng Zijing said with a playful smile. “I’ve always liked to surprise people, haven’t I?”
Chang Haihe's face darkened, and he coldly rebuked, "Kid, don't be so arrogant! Arrogance brings rain, and arrogance brings disaster. You'll have your day when you don't even know how you died!"
"Hmph," Teng Zijing's smile deepened, but his tone carried a chilling sarcasm.
"Uncle Changhaihe, you've spent your whole life scheming against this and that. I'm afraid you're more afraid of dying a horrible death than I am, aren't you?"
“You…” Chang Haihe gritted his teeth, stung by the attack, “If Jiang Chengyu knew…”
"You were the one who sabotaged his fall at the construction site back then. Guess how he'll retaliate?"
"Haha..." Teng Zijing's laughter grew increasingly cold, carrying a chilling composure.
"Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? You probably don't know anything about Jiang Chengyu."
Otherwise, think about it: why was I able to get the Haikou project from Jiang Chengyu? So many questions, didn't you send anyone to investigate?
Chang Haihe was stunned for a moment, then belatedly opened his eyes wide: "He...he knew it was you?"
That's impossible! How could someone knowingly cooperate with someone who harmed them?
"You don't understand," Teng Zijing said, his smile fading, his eyes sharp as knives.
"You've lived half your life in this world. Your life has come to an end... I'll send you home in a bit to face the judgment you deserve."
As soon as he finished speaking, the police officers stepped forward, their cold handcuffs gleaming under the light.
Chang Haihe and his daughter were ashen-faced, slumped on the sofa, and had lost all of their previous arrogance.