bookrebus Chapter 782 Disaster Is Coming
Chapter 782 Disaster Is Coming
In the quiet room, An Yu woke up from her dream with a start as if struck by lightning, and sat up suddenly.
He blurted out, shouting at the top of his lungs: "No, Teng Zijing." The voice seemed to carry endless fear and struggle, echoing in the silent air.
Just at this moment, Yu Fei tiptoed in, carrying a bowl of carefully prepared red bean and eight-treasure porridge, and slowly pushed the door open.
When his eyes fell on An Yu, his heart tightened. An Yu's face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat were oozing out of her forehead.
His hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to his cheeks in a messy manner. His eyes were empty and unfocused, and his whole body exuded a deep fear and confusion.
Yu Fei hurried over to An Yu's side, his eyes full of concern, and asked softly, "Are you having a nightmare?"
An Yu seemed to have lost her soul and nodded mechanically as a response to Yu Fei's question.
Yu Fei frowned slightly and gently stirred the eight-treasure porridge in his hand. The thick porridge slowly turned under the stirring of the spoon, emitting bursts of sweet fragrance.
He said softly, "Come, eat it while it's hot. You were frightened too much just now. From the perspective of Traditional Chinese Medicine, red beans have the effect of nourishing Qi and blood, and can help calm the mind. It will be good for your current condition."
"Xiaofei, have you been to the hospital? How is he now?" An Yu raised her head, her eyes full of helplessness and guilt, her voice trembling slightly as she asked anxiously.
Yu Fei shook his head helplessly and sighed, "I arrived at the hospital, but as soon as I got to the door, I was blocked outside by the military.
As you know, the Teng family's background is secretive and unknown. Teng Zijing's identity is even more special. The news of his murder has been strictly suppressed by the higher-ups, and I can't get any information at all."
When An Yu heard this, her mind became more and more confused. The tangled scenes of her and Teng Zijing's rescue in the secret room were like a tangled mess, surging in her mind.
A hint of determination flashed in her eyes, and she couldn't help but say, "Xiao Fei, come with me to the University of Science and Technology? I must find out who the person who saved me in the secret room was."
When Yu Fei heard this, his eyes dimmed instantly, and a trace of loneliness crept onto his face, but he still nodded obediently and said softly, "Okay, Sister An Yu."
An Yu said no more, pulled back the quilt, quickly got out of bed, and walked quickly towards the closet.
Her hands were frantically searching for clothes in the closet, her movements appearing a little flustered.
Seeing this, Yu Fei widened his eyes nervously and asked in surprise, "No, sister, what are you doing?"
As An Yu searched for suitable clothes, she said without looking up, "Let's go now! I can't wait any longer!"
Yu Fei looked at An Yu's anxious look, feeling mixed emotions, with all sorts of complicated emotions surging in his heart.
He hesitated for a moment and asked cautiously: "Sister, if the final truth is not Qiu Beichen, but Teng Zijing, what will you do?"
An Yu's hand stopped in mid-air, still holding a set of clothes, and she stood beside the wardrobe in a daze.
When she heard Yu Fei's words, a picture suddenly appeared in her mind involuntarily.
It was in a gynecological hospital with exquisite decoration and advanced equipment abroad. She was lying on the cold operating table.
He was sweating profusely, with beads of sweat the size of beans sliding down his cheeks and soaking the pillowcase on the operating table.
A beautiful doctor in a white coat spoke fluent English and said with a hint of regret:
"Miss An, the baby is already three months old. An ultrasound showed it's a boy and is developing healthily. It would be a shame to perform drainage surgery now!"
An Yu bit her lip, her face growing paler with pain and determination. She spoke word by word, "No, seeing him only makes me more disgusted."
As soon as she finished speaking, a piercing pain suddenly struck her, as if it was tearing her soul apart. An Yu felt her vision go black, and she fainted.
"Sister An Yu, what's wrong with you?" Yu Fei's voice pulled An Yu back from the painful abyss of memories.
An Yu came back to her senses, with pain and confusion still lingering in her eyes. She clenched the clothes in her hands and walked quickly into the bathroom.
Not long after, An Yu changed her clothes and came out, saying with a firm look in her eyes: "Xiao Fei, let's go!" After that, An Yu turned around and hurried out of the bedroom.
Yu Fei looked at the bowl of steaming red bean and eight-treasure porridge in his hand, pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly, gently placed it on the bedside table, turned and walked towards the door.
At this moment, Kuncheng seemed to be heavily suppressed by an invisible haze, and the air was filled with an indescribable depression, like the dead silence before the storm.
A remote tavern in the city is like a microcosm of this depressing atmosphere.
The dim light flickered under the dilapidated ceiling, as if it would be swallowed by darkness at any moment, adding a bit of eerie atmosphere to this small space.
Jia Sidao and several of his brothers sat around a shabby wooden table.
Not long ago, on Kuncheng's bustling commercial street, the shops on that half of the street were all businesses painstakingly run by Jia Sidao and his brothers.
However, Jia Sidao was so obsessed with defeating Teng Zijing that he used the 500,000 yuan Yang Fan lost in the billiard room to lure in his financial backer, Teng Zijing, to save the situation.
His eyes and mind were temporarily blinded by his inner demons. At that time, he was in the billiard room and was dreaming of competing with Teng Zijing.
He attempted to use his table tennis skills to defeat Teng Zijing and mock him to vent his anger for his humiliating behavior on the racetrack.
Unexpectedly, Teng Zijing didn't take this so-called challenge seriously at all and directly handed the task to Jiang Shuo.
And Jiang Shuo did not disappoint. In this contest, he not only won back the bet that Jia Sidao had raised to 500 million, but also made all the shops on half of the street that Jia Sidao had sold out belong to the Song family.
The atmosphere at the Four Seasons Hotel, where the transfer paperwork was being signed, was particularly oppressive. Huang Xiaoqiao, displeased with Teng Zijing's arrogance and domineering demeanor, was about to lash out when Jia Sidao yelled at her to get out.
In desperation, Huang Xiaoqiao had to leave the hotel room angrily and get into the driver's seat of the BMW.
As luck would have it, after the dinner, Teng Zijing ran into Jiang Chengyu, the president of Zidong International, at the entrance of the Grand Mercure Hotel.
The two of them had a quarrel because Jiang Chengyu accidentally knocked over the plate during breakfast at the All Seasons Hotel, staining Teng Zijing's clothes.
Teng Zijing unexpectedly punched Jiang Chengyu on the cheek without mercy, venting his anger for failing to win the bidding project.
Jiang Chengyu felt that it was not appropriate to quarrel in public, so he pulled Fan Wei out of the breakfast room of the Grand Mercure Hotel.
Now that they met again, and knowing that Teng Zijing took Jiang Shuo to gamble, he felt like settling all the old and new scores.
They didn't care about the public occasion and fought in front of the entrance of the Grand Seasons Hotel for Jiang Shuo.
Just when Jiang Chengyu suddenly pushed Teng Zijing out, Huang Xiaoqiu, who was sitting in the BMW, seized the opportunity and
He gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator, and the BMW rushed straight towards Teng Zijing like a wild horse.
What was even more unexpected was that at the critical moment, Jiang Shuo ran out quickly and tried his best to push Teng Zijing out of the danger range of being hit. Teng Zijing fell into the green belt on the side.
But Jiang Shuo failed to dodge and was hit by Huang Xiaochu's car and flew out. Teng Zijing survived, and Huang Xiaochu saw this scene and understood.
As long as Teng Zijing didn't die, he would definitely be doomed. So, without hesitation, he turned around and drove away at full speed.
At this critical moment, Teng Zijing quickly stood up and ran towards his cool Maserati.
He opened the car door and got in, then stepped on the accelerator and the car chased after Huang Xiaochui's BMW like lightning.
They chased him all the way to the outskirts of the city, where a large truck suddenly appeared. Huang Xiaoqiu was unable to dodge and was directly hit by the truck.
But Teng Zijing did not let Huang Xiaoqiu go. He controlled the Maserati and rammed the rear of the BMW hard.
Under the immense force of the impact, Huang Xiaoqiu was crushed to death in the cab, his body bloody and bloody, his identity difficult to discern.
After this incident happened, the relevant information was immediately blocked, so that no one knew the cause of Huang Xiaoqiu's death.
The entire Kuncheng, despite appearing calm on the surface, was secretly surging with unknown undercurrents.
After a disastrous defeat, Jia Sidao and his brothers came to this tavern dejectedly. They ordered a few simple dishes and a few bottles of wine, trying to drown their sorrows.
Jia Sidao's face flushed slightly, and his eyes were a little blurry, obviously he was a little drunk.
His brows were tightly furrowed, his face full of anxiety and regret, as if he was still immersed in the shadow of the previous disastrous defeat.
Shi Lihong also had a look of emotion on his face. He picked up his wine glass and took a gulp of the wine. Then he said loudly, "Oh my god, you really don't understand. Teng Zijing is really ruthless this time!"
When the other brothers heard this, they immediately became excited and cast curious glances at him.
Shi Lihong couldn't help but sigh with emotion and continued to explain with lingering fear: "Huang Xiaoqiao was so bold that day that he actually drove his car to hit Teng Zijing.
He must have been frightened to death even before he bumped into Teng Zijing. After all, he knew in his heart that Teng Zijing was not someone to be trifled with.
He didn't kill Teng Zijing, but he knew he was doomed, so he turned and fled. It seems he also realized that he was doomed.
One of the brothers couldn't help but interrupt and ask, "So what happened to Huang Xiaoqiu later?"
Shi Lihong calmed down his emotions, his eyes looking as if he had witnessed the tragic scene firsthand. He picked up the wine glass and took another sip.
As if to give himself courage, he continued, "If you don't know, Teng Zijing is a famous racing expert in Kuncheng. His driving skills are simply superb, and no one in Kuncheng can match him.
He chased after her and forced Huang Xiaochui into a desperate situation. Huang Xiaochui was unable to dodge and was eventually crushed to death in the cab, dying on the spot.
If it weren't for my cousin who worked at the crematorium and happened to know Huang Xiaoqiu, the Teng family's mysterious background would probably remain unknown to this day, and Huang Xiaoqiu would have disappeared from this world."
Everyone was immersed in this terrifying atmosphere, their hearts still pounding because of Huang Xiaoshuai's experience.
Suddenly, there was a loud "crash" and the door of the hotel room was pushed open with great force.
I saw a group of military personnel filing in. They were all armed and wearing neat and heavy combat uniforms.
Wearing a steel helmet, with a stern expression on his face and a loaded gun in his hand, the black muzzle of the gun shone with a cold metallic luster. He surrounded Jia Sidao and his men without mercy.
At that moment, the air in the tavern seemed to freeze, the tense atmosphere suddenly reached its peak, and everyone could hear their own violent heartbeats.