Chapter 107

Not only Luo Gang couldn’t believe this scene, but even the Five Golden-Eyed men were stunned. Luo Gang looked at Xie Wendong in confusion, murmuring, “This… why…?”
“You don’t need to know the reason!” Xie Wendong pulled out his golden knife with force, splashing blood on his face and eyes. Combined with his lingering smile, what Luo Gang saw was a grotesque face, showing everyone what a demon truly looked like!
Xie Wendong glanced at Luo Gang’s corpse, sighed in relief, grabbed his clothes, and with a swing of his arm, threw him out of the car.
It took a while for the Five Golden-Eyed men to react. In surprise, they asked, “Brother Dong, why… why did you kill him…?”
Xie Wendong sighed and said slowly, “I didn’t want to do this either! But some things had to be done to ensure our survival in the future! Luo Gang isn’t stupid; otherwise, he wouldn’t have reached his current position. He might not understand now in this critical moment, but once we return, he’ll surely realize that I sacrificed those bosses’ lives to give us a chance to escape. If word gets out, we’ll never be able to lift our heads in the entire H City underworld, let alone across the province. Those bosses’ subordinates will come after us, and other gangs will look down on us! So, we had to kill him to eliminate the threat! Even if he understood later, he might not speak up, but we can’t leave any loopholes. Only by doing this could I survive to this day!”
Only then did everyone understand. Even though they were dissatisfied with Xie Wendong’s actions, they still gave him a thumbs up, thinking it was clever. The Five Golden-Eyed men worriedly said, “But the Tigers Gang must know about this. We can’t stop them from spreading the news!”
Xie Wendong sneered and said, “This conspiracy was planned by the Tigers Gang. Who would believe what they say?! Once we return to the city, we’ll find someone to spread the news. I’m curious to see how the Tigers Gang handles this! My brother’s blood won’t be shed in vain!” His eyes glowed red.
As the car entered the city, the Tigers Gang didn’t dare cause trouble openly anymore and had to give up.
While driving, Sanyan kept an eye on both sides of the street and suddenly saw a red cross sign. Without hesitation, he drove over. This hospital was the largest and most reputable in the area.

As Xie Wendong carried Gao Qiang in, a doctor rushed over. Seeing Gao Qiang’s deathly pale face covered in blood, the doctor asked nothing and quickly had nurses lift him onto a stretcher and take him to the operating room. Jin Yan was also taken to the operating room, but his injuries were much less severe compared to Gao Qiang’s. Before leaving, the doctor told Xie Wendong, “Go to the front desk and pay the fees; the patient needs surgery right away!”
Xie Wendong nodded promptly, secretly relieved to have encountered a doctor with medical ethics. He went to the front desk to complete the procedures. Shortly after returning to the entrance of the emergency room, over a dozen fully armed police officers arrived, shouting, “Don’t move! Raise your hands!”
Worried about Gao Qiang’s safety but not taking the police seriously, Xie Wendong snorted coldly and leaned against the wall without moving.
“Xie Wendong, if you don’t raise your hands, we’ll have to act!” Yan Ke suddenly appeared among the police, sneering.
Seeing that annoying face again, Xie Wendong narrowed his eyes and said, “You still have a long life ahead of you! I hope you’ll live on until I come for you!”
Yan Ke’s face stiffened, then he laughed mockingly, “Alright, Xie Wendong, you’re pretty bold! Let’s see how you plan to find me!” With that, he waved at the other police officers, “Go, arrest these people. Anyone who resists will be shot dead. I’ll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!”
The police officers pointed their guns at Xie Wendong, who slowly reached into his pocket. Frightened, the officers raised their guns and shouted, “Don’t move! Don’t move!”
Xie Wendong pulled out his hand, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and calmly lit it. Seeing it was just a cigarette, the officers breathed a sigh of relief. Feeling like he was being toyed with by Xie Wendong, Yan Ke snapped, “Xie Wendong, behave! Stop playing tricks with me, or my gun might fire at any moment.”
“Dare you kill me? I’m a legitimate businessman now. What reason do you have to kill me?”
Yan Ke stepped forward and pointed the gun at Xie Wendong’s forehead, laughing, “Reason? Just because you’re covered in blood gives me a reason to kill you. What, you don’t agree? You can try it! Aren’t you always so tough?!”
Xie Wendong stared coldly at Yan Ke and said in a icy voice, “Don’t point a gun at my head. Last time a police officer did that, I cut off his arm. If you think your arm is stronger than his, go ahead and point the gun at me again!”

Yan Ke’s heart trembled with frustration, but he refused to give up easily in front of so many people. Thinking that there were so many police on his side, what could Xie Wendong do to him?! Gathering his courage, he hit him on the head again: “I hit you—what can you do? Cut my arm?!”
Xie Wendong’s lips curled upward, his eyes glowing red. Suddenly, he grabbed Yan Ke’s hand holding the gun with one hand and clamped his other hand around Yan Ke’s neck, pushing hard.
“Bang!” Yan Ke’s body slammed into the wall, his head ringing. The uncertainty of Gao Qiang’s fate already filled Xie Wendong with resentment, and Yan Ke’s provocation caused it all to erupt. With a swift motion, he drew the golden knife from his palm and thrust it into Yan Ke’s neck. After it had penetrated more than half an inch, Xie Wendong stopped, shaken. He ordered himself to stay calm—killing him in front of so many police would make it hard for him to justify it. Gritting his teeth, he said, “If you provoke me again, this knife will cut through your throat!” After saying that, he deliberately twisted the knife in Yan Ke’s neck before pulling it out.
That twist caused unbearable pain for Yan Ke, who let out a pig-like scream. Holding his neck, blood seeped through his fingers as he shouted frantically, “Kill him! Kill him now! Kill him!”
Xie Wendong sneered and, looking at the other police officers who wanted to step forward, took out his ID from the Security and Politics Department and slapped it against Yan Ke’s face. “Let’s see who dares kill me?! Look at this—if you dare kill me, you’re an enemy of the state!”
An enemy of the state? Yan Ke was shocked. When he saw the document in Xie Wendong’s hand, sweat poured down his forehead. Others might not recognize it, but Yan Ke shuddered at the red letters on it and said in a trembling voice, “The Political Bureau? Who are you…?”
Hearing this, Xie Wendong felt relieved. He had been afraid the other man wouldn’t recognize it; if he really killed himself in a fit of anger, it would be a great injustice. With a cold laugh, he said, “Good! Good that you recognize this document! I’m from the Political Department. Do you still dare kill me?”
So he was from the Political Department!! Yan Ke was stunned, his mind in chaos. He knew something about the authority of the Political Department—even military officers at high ranks showed deference to it. At this thought, Yan Ke’s already pale face turned even paler, like a blank sheet of paper. His mind was in turmoil. Glancing at Xie Wendong, he didn’t dare make a sound, covered his neck, and walked out. The other police officers didn’t know what that small red booklet was, but from Yan Ke’s expression, they knew it must be important. They hurriedly followed Yan Ke out of the hospital.

Outside the hospital, the cold wind blew, helping Yan Ke regain some clarity. He suddenly stopped and said to the police officers behind him, “No one is to talk about today’s incident! Understand?” These officers were all Yan Ke’s buddies, and they couldn’t help but ask, “Brother Yan, what does Xie Wendong have in his hand? What is the Political Department?”
Yan Ke glared at them. “You don’t need to know too much. Just follow my orders—there’s no mistake. Damn it, take me to the nearest hospital! I’m dying—I’ve lost so much blood!” Yan Ke clutched his neck and shouted, feeling dizzy. The others wanted to laugh—there was a hospital right beside them, yet he kept asking for another. Sigh! He deserved this!
Yan Ke was also involved in this plot to kill many gang leaders in City H. He had secretly colluded with Yevgeny, but due to his special status, he couldn’t act directly, so he had followed Xie Wendong to this hospital in secret. Otherwise, even if the police were well-informed, they wouldn’t have been able to arrive so quickly. Now that he knew Xie Wendong belonged to the Political Department, he saw him as an even greater threat, and his desire to get rid of him grew stronger.
In the corridor outside the hospital’s emergency room, Xie Wendong paced back and forth anxiously, feeling both pleased and worried. He was pleased that the power of the Political Department had been proven to be terrifying—evident from what had happened to Yan Ke. He was worried about Gao Qiang’s gunshot wound and unsure if he could survive. For the first time, Xie Wendong was truly afraid. Perhaps usually he didn’t realize how much he cared for his brothers, but in times of crisis, he strongly felt that he couldn’t bear to see any of them leave him. On the truck, watching his brothers’ blood flow out of them while he was powerless to do anything—that pain was something Xie Wendong had never experienced before. Back then, and even now, he would rather it were himself who got hurt…
Time passed slowly. Nurses kept running out of the emergency room door, glancing at the people outside without stopping, then rushing back down the corridor. After a while, they would return with blood bags, then run out again and go back in…
Every time the door opened, Xie Wendong’s heart raced, but it calmed down when he saw it was a nurse.
After more than half an hour, Li Shuang and the others who were waiting for Wen Dong rushed to the hospital after receiving Xie Wendong’s call. Jiang Sen and Dong Xinlei couldn’t make it because they had tasks. Upon seeing Xie Wendong, Li Shuang rushed over and asked, “Brother Dong, how is Lao Qiang? What happened?”

Xie Wendong was in a bad mood, shaking his head and sighing without saying a word. Sanyan, enduring the pain, made up a story about what had happened. Li Shuang was furious and anxious, stamping his feet and shouting, “If Lao Qiang gets hurt, I’ll make everyone in the Tiger Gang pay with their lives!” Hearing this, Xie Wendong bit his lips and remained silent, secretly deciding that whatever it took, he must ally with the Black Belt to eliminate War Axe once and for all!