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  In the northern suburbs of Beijing, in the Songyuan Villa District, today is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Many villas still have thick layers of firecracker paper scraps at their gates, and the festive atmosphere has not yet dissipated. Rich people are also human beings; rich people celebrate the Spring Festival by hanging lanterns, pasting couplets, and setting off firecrackers.

  One of the villas had no lanterns hung at the entrance, nor did it have couplets or firecrackers, and it was cold and deserted. Even the scavenging old ladies passing by would give a disdainful look, really a stingy rich man.

  The owner of the villa was Ding Huairan, who was pacing back and forth in his study, constantly checking his watch. These past few days had been extremely difficult for him, and his hair was almost completely white.

  "Big brother! Big brother!" Ma Zhida hastily rushed into the study, panting and saying: "I'm back."

  Ding Huai Ren stopped in his tracks and asked anxiously: "How is it? Have you found them?"

  Ma Zhida shook his head and sighed: "No, I've sent many people out, but they still can't find them."

  "Damn it!"

  Ma Zhida hesitated for a moment, then said: "Big brother! Those few hooligans of mine are quite righteous, even if they get caught by the cops, they shouldn't talk."

  "Can you guarantee that?" Ding Huai-ren retorted with a dark face, then said indignantly: "I've never seen anyone so stupid. Now they're causing a big stir in the city, what do they want to achieve by not running away?"

  Ma Zhida gritted his teeth and said: "I heard they want to avenge their brother, they came here to die with Wu Ming."

  "Avenge his dog day's revenge..." Ding Huairen shouted in a hurry: "How much money did you give them? How can they play with their lives?"

  "I only gave them 500,000 as a deposit... " Ma Zhi Da excused himself: "It's not about the money now, the pastry that was ruined by Wu Ming is their boss's younger brother, and now their boss wants Wu Ming dead."

  Ding Huai Ren's face was filled with regret, and he muttered: "What a bunch of idiots, now I actually hope that Wu Ming can get rid of all of them."

  Ma Zhida said with a smile: "You don't have to worry too much, I've already let the local dog run away. Those southwestern guys don't know that I'm footing the bill behind their backs. Even if they're all caught, it won't implicate us."

  "I hope so!" Ding Huairen sighed and said, "The police have looked for me twice in the past few days. I originally wanted to go to Switzerland with my sister-in-law for New Year's, but it didn't work out."

  "Has the police officer given you any trouble?" Ma Zhida asked with concern: "As for Shen Ruoxi's matter last time, I've already found someone to take responsibility. As for those things in the nightclub, they shouldn't involve us, right?"

  "These years, is our filial piety still lacking?" Ding Huai-ren coldly snorted: "If we were to fall, those few masters would also have to accompany us in capsizing."

  Ma Zhida asked with a puzzled expression: "What did you say? What are we going to do next?"

  "In the capital, we can't mix down anymore. Even if there's no evidence, Wu Ming will eventually get us killed...” Ding Huai-ren said with a disappointed face: “I plan to move the company to Nanzhou and quickly sell off all our venues!”

  Ma Zhida said bitterly: "Then our loss will be very big, and we may lose tens of millions."

  Ding Huai Ren said calmly, "We can't worry about that now. We have over a dozen head sisters under us, and they have many girls under them. Once we return to Nan Zhou, we can make a comeback. There are our waterway resources there, and we can go back to our old trade!"

  Ma Zhi Da nodded in agreement: "We'll reopen a few places in the southern continent, then take the girls to Northern Europe to make some money, and from there bring back foreign girls to sell, it should be quite profitable."

  "Let's go!" Ding Huai-ren patted Ma Zhida's shoulder and said, "Settle things here as soon as possible, then we'll return to Nanzhou, lest the night be long and the dreams many."

  "Good!"

  After finishing their conversation, the two of them walked out of the study together.

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  At 2 pm, Wu Ming drove Shen Ruo Xi's Audi A to the Dongcheng District Workers' Basketball Gym with Shen Yi Yi. There was a men's group from South Korea who would be holding a mini concert here today. The two tickets were given by Shen Yi Yi's best friend Hu Li Qing.

  After waiting for nearly an hour in the parking lot, Shen Yiyi and her gang finally arrived, each with a driver and bodyguard by their side. Noticing that there were many eyes watching from all around, Wu Ming nodded to himself, thinking that with so many police officers around, both openly and secretly, they should be safe.

  A group of people swarmed into the basketball arena, and two men wearing duck-billed caps got off a motorcycle near the parking lot. They cautiously looked around, exchanged a couple of words, then one of them put on sunglasses, pulled down his hat brim and walked towards the ticket counter.

  Today's performing South Korean boy group isn't a big shot, but the basketball stadium that can hold nearly 10,000 people was almost full. Looking around, almost all of the audience who came to listen to the concert were post-90s teenagers.

  Whether it's two or not, the second is there, forever neither three nor four. The young men and women around him were dressed in strange clothes, with their hair dyed in five colors and six colors. Wu Ming shook his head, he didn't notice any killing intent, but only discovered foolishness.

  At four o'clock sharp, the concert officially began. Amidst the deafening screams, a long-haired young man struck the cymbals on stage. With the accompaniment of heavy metal music, the lead singer's hoarse and decadent voice rose. Wu Ming furrowed his brow, what noise pollution! They want money for singing, do they also want lives?

  With the excited little face leaning against his side, Wu Ming revealed a bitter smile. Does this little girl understand the language of Han? It's said that music has no borders, but what's the point of listening to song lyrics if you can't understand them? Can you even get the feeling across? You might as well go listen to someone play the pipa.

  When a person has murderous intentions, they will unconsciously emit violent emotions. This kind of cold and stern killing aura is one type of killing intent. People who often walk the line between life and death are particularly sensitive to this aura.

  Halfway through the concert, a man in a black coat and a duck-billed cap appeared at the end of the aisle next to Wu Ming. Even though they were separated by twenty or thirty meters, when he opened his coat, Wu Ming still sensed a murderous aura.

  The moment the man pulled out his gun, Wu Ming was one step ahead and pushed Shen Yiy down to the ground. "Bang..." The gunshot rang out, and the scene immediately fell into chaos. When Wu Ming got up, the man who fired the shot had already disappeared into the panicked crowd.

  Wu Ming worried that after the crowd dispersed, it would give the killer a second chance to shoot. He unhesitatingly protected Shen Yiy and squeezed into the crazy crowd rushing towards the exit, but the on-site security's guidance was ineffective.

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  Fortunately, there was no stampede and Wu Ming safely escorted Shen Yiyang out of the basketball arena. Several girls also left the stadium under the escort of bodyguards, except for hearing gunshots, they didn't know what happened.

  As soon as she reached the door, Hu Lqing cursed loudly in shame and anger: "Just now someone took advantage of the chaos to touch my butt, it's really disgusting!"

  Wu Ming revealed a deep and profound gaze, quietly withdrawing his hand behind him. The terrified crowd fled in all directions, and with sharp eyes, he discovered that not far away, there was a man wearing a black coat and a duck-billed hat.

  Wu Ming flew up and with a swift motion, kicked the man's buttocks. The man didn't have time to react before he fell to the ground. Wu Ming knelt on his back, pinning one hand behind him and searching his body. Except for a leather wallet, all that was found was half a pack of Wangwang snow cakes.

  "How outrageous! Murder...!" The man shrieked in terror, "Save me!"

  Wu Ming turned the screaming man over, wiped his face clean, and this was still a young boy who had not yet shed his childishness. Wu Ming grasped his throat and said in a cold voice: "If you scream again, I'll pinch your throat off! Who called you here?"

  The ferocious and evil Wu Ming, a young man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pitifully said: "My mom told me to come!"

  "Mother?" Wu Ming said in a harsh tone: "What deep hatred does she have with me, why did she call for someone to kill me? Did I ever bully her?"

  "I don't know what to say..." The young man burst into tears and sobbed: "My mom asked me to come protect my sister."

  Several girls ran to Wu Ming's side, looking at him in shock as he interrogated a young man with severe punishment. Wu Ming felt that something was not right, he couldn't sense any killing intent from the young man, and the look on his face, which seemed like he was about to pee his pants, didn't seem fake.

  People make mistakes, horses slip, it seems that I have mistakenly caught the wrong person. Wu Ming showed a hint of embarrassment on his face.

  Two middle-aged men squeezed beside Wu Ming and whispered: "Young Master Wu, it's not him! You've caught the wrong person."

  Wu Ming's expression became increasingly awkward, he quickly let go of the young man, then pretended to scold: "You look like a wanted criminal and still dare to go out, it's lucky you haven't been beaten to death."

  The young man hastily got up and said in a flurry: "I'm not a wanted criminal, I really am not a wanted criminal."

  Wu Ming waved his hand, as if shooing away flies, and said with a pout: "Got it! Let's go! Let's go! Don't go out unless necessary from now on."

  "Thank you!"

  The young man nodded and walked away with a limp, covering his buttocks. The onlookers around him were shocked, and Wu Ming shouted in embarrassment: "What? What's so good about it? Haven't you seen anyone else catch a bad guy before?"

  "Uncle! This can't be considered a heroic act, right? It's simply framing an innocent person!" She said, walking to Wu Ming's side and excitedly asked: "What happened just now? Was there an assassin? Who were they trying to kill?"

  "How do I know?" Wu Ming pretended to be stupid and confused, then sent a questioning signal with his eyes to the two middle-aged plainclothes.

  Two middle-aged men just sighed and shook their heads, without saying a word.

  Didn't catch anyone? Wu Ming's face turned solemn, this assassin was really bold enough to dare to shoot openly in public, and he was quite clever too, choosing a crowded place to open fire, if the first shot didn't hit, he could still take advantage of the chaos to leave calmly.

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