CHAPTER 235: CHAPTER 235: REGRET IS USELESS NOW

"How is it? Is Brother Ming alright?"

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded and smiled in response, indicating that he was fine.

Deng Zhigang and the group of internal guards behind him were instantly shocked.

Because they saw that the car Yang Bochao was driving was worth more than ten million.

This amount of money was something they could never earn, even if they worked themselves to death in their next life.

This man must be a tycoon, yet he was so humble to call Su Ming ’Brother Ming’.

One could only imagine the impact this had on them.

They immediately looked at Su Ming with eyes full of admiration and reverence.

In no time, Su Ming got into Yang Bochao’s car with Dai Zhize.

The luxury car, worth tens of millions, gradually disappeared into the night under the hot gazes of those around.

While driving, Yang Bochao said:

"I’ve already investigated, those people are now at Ronghua Hospital. I’ve sent a few experts over there to make sure they suffer a bit and learn a lesson, to vent some anger for Brother Ming."

At this point, his voice showed a hint of apology as he continued:

"But at most, I can only put them in wheelchairs for the rest of their lives. If it comes to actual killing, it could be quite troublesome."

Hearing this, Su Ming waved his hand and smiled faintly:

"That will do. After all, once their mastermind finds out these two assassins are dead, they will definitely make a big deal out of it. Just doing it to this extent is already very good, thank you."

Su Ming’s eyes showed sincerity as he thanked Dai Zhize and Yang Bochao.

He could see that these two people had straightforward personalities. If they became friends, they would definitely be very sincere.

Since they genuinely wanted to befriend him, Su Ming would naturally reciprocate with sincerity.

At the entrance of Ronghua Hospital, one assassin was supporting another injured assassin as they came out of the hospital.

They then got into a van, where another assassin was sitting in the driver’s seat.

Before long, the van drove onto a secluded path.

At that moment, a few glaring beams of yellow light suddenly appeared ahead.

The next moment, the three assassins’ van was surrounded by four or five other vans.

As the doors of these vans opened slowly, about twenty people dressed in black with black hoods, eyes exuding coldness, got out.

"Damn it, get out quickly! Do you want us to invite you out? I’m afraid your end will be even more miserable by then!"

At this moment, a masked man standing in front of the group spoke slowly.

The three assassins turned pale and could only open the door and get out.

"You should know why we’re here for you three, right? Are you going to do it yourselves, or do you need us to?"

The masked leader spoke again in a chilling voice.

"Brothers, go ahead. It seems these guys don’t have the guts to deal with themselves. But be careful, don’t kill them, just make them paraplegic. Remember, once done, dump them at the hospital entrance, or they might not survive the night."

After saying this, the masked man turned and left, leaving a desolate silhouette in the wind.

"Ahhh!" In no time, the three assassins were beaten by the group, their screams echoing on the scene.

All they felt was endless regret, wondering why they took the job that provoked people they couldn’t afford to mess with.

But it was too late for regrets now, and they could only spend the rest of their miserable lives in wheelchairs.

Tianrui Building was located not far from Wanhong Group Tower, right in front of Wanhong Group’s two invaluable plots of land.

These two plots were Wanhong’s last trump card, and the future political and economic center of Longcheng.

Inside the chairman’s office of Tianrui Building.

"What?" Wu Rong smashed his phone upon hearing the news.

Because he had just learned that the three assassins he sent had been crippled, their spines and limbs broken, and they could only live in wheelchairs for the rest of their lives.

Wu Rong then relayed the news to Sheng Tianlun, Zhang Wenbin, and Zheng Hao.

Upon hearing the news, shock appeared on their faces and coldness seeped through their bodies.

After this incident, they dared not easily provoke Su Ming again.

Because without the assurance of taking Su Ming down, they would not dare to act rashly.

Otherwise, if there were a retaliation from the other side, they would face a tragic end.

The following morning, Su Ming woke up in his bed at home and received a call from Aunt Shu.

She told him to accompany her to Fucheng and to bring A-Li along.

It suddenly struck Su Ming that Zeng Jia, that woman like a little enchantress, was also in that city.

He suddenly recalled the moments he spent with Zeng Jia, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

After all, he had been intimate with Zeng Jia, and at this point, he already considered her his woman.

His guilt towards the landlady, Lin Yanan, and even Wu Guizhen had vanished.

He believed that a man of power and wealth at the pinnacle would certainly not have just one woman.

From the start, he only wanted to be good to the landlady alone.

But later, he realized he couldn’t achieve that, and he wanted to take care of every woman he cared about.

Perhaps after experiencing so much, with his horizon and knowledge broadened, his mindset had evolved.

That a perfect man is not loved by just one woman, he must be philanthropic.

Thinking of this, Su Ming suddenly felt an urgent desire to visit Fucheng.

Su Ming wanted to rush to Zeng Jia’s side and tell her he missed her very much.

Despite Chen Lei, that formidable man, being by her side.

And Chen Lei’s minion Liu Ruili had come to Longcheng once to cause trouble for him.

But now Su Ming felt a surge of boldness in his heart, that no matter the dangers and challenges ahead, he must face them.

After all, he couldn’t let the woman he liked feel disappointed. A man born in this world must do what he must do.

Thinking of this, after washing up and having breakfast, he went to the building next door.