Back at the foot of the mountain, Xiang Nan hid the cash box, then pretended that nothing happened and took the minibus back home.
"Brother, you're back, why are you so late?" Fang Ting asked with concern.
"Oh, I don't know why, but I suddenly wanted to eat Shen Jing roast goose, so I went to the New Territories to buy one." Xiang Nan said, holding up the roast goose in his hand, which he bought on the road.
"Wow, roast goose." Fang Min was very happy when he saw it.
"Do you think you are a child? You are still greedy." Sister Ling said at a loss of whether to laugh or cry. "Okay, I'm going to cut up the roast goose. Fangfang and Tingting are ready to eat."
"Sister Ling, just rest, I'll do it." Xiang Nan said with a smile, then cut up the roast goose, and then the family started eating.
After finishing the meal, put away the bowl quickly and let everyone take a rest.
…
Later, Xiang Nan went downstairs to buy breakfast and read the newspaper.
I saw the headlines of every newspaper reporting the Tai Mo Shan incident last night.
"The mysterious man massacred Zhongqing Society, causing more than fifty casualties."
"The Chung Ching Society was massacred by a mysterious person, and Tai Mo Shan became a river of blood last night."
"The Zhongqing Society suffered heavy losses, fifty-four members were killed, and the two leaders were reduced to useless people."
"The law of heaven is clear and retribution will not come! Last night the Zhongqing Society was massacred, dozens of members were punished, and the two leaders were beaten and maimed."
These media are also considered to have great powers. Everything that happened last night was published in the newspapers today.
There were photos, data, facts, and the truth. Xiang Nan secretly cheered.
…
"Sister Ling, Fangfang, Tingting, Xiaomin, come out quickly, there is good news!" Xiang Nan immediately bought two copies and ran home happily and said.
"Brother, what's the good news?" Fang Ting asked doubtfully as she rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned.
"Yeah, did you find the money, or did you win the jackpot?" Fang Fang also stretched and complained dissatisfiedly. She was sleeping soundly, but was woken up by someone, making her feel sleepy.
"Don't blame me for being excited. Look, the four crabs of the Ding family are finished." Xiang Nan said, holding up the newspaper in his hand.
Hearing what he said, Sister Ling, Fang Fang, Fang Ting, and Fang Min couldn't help but be stunned. Then they rushed up, grabbed the newspaper from Xiang Nan's hand, and read it carefully.
"From this newspaper: At 8:30 last night, a bizarre tragedy occurred in Tai Mo Shan. Fifty-four members of the Zhongqing Society, a well-known Hong Kong society, were killed. The leaders, Ding Xiaoxu and Ding Wangxu, were severely injured and became useless... "
"Oh my god, he was actually stabbed to death with an iron stick. It's unheard of." Fang Fang said in surprise.
"Ding Xiao Crab, Ding Yi Crab, and Ding Wang Crab all became disabled people. Is this really retribution?" Sister Ling thought thoughtfully.
"An iron stick can actually kill people. It's just like what is written in martial arts. Picking leaves and flying flowers can hurt people." Fang Min also said with emotion.
"This mysterious guest is really a great hero. He eliminates violence and upholds justice for heaven." Fang Ting couldn't help but said excitedly. She knew how arrogant the four crabs of the Ding family were and how evil the Zhongqing Society was.
Now that the members have been killed, Xiao Xia and Wang Xia have been reduced to useless people. They really deserve this retribution and are unhappy with their retribution.
"It's a pity that there is another Dingli crab." Sister Ling said again.
Of the four crabs of the Ding family, three are now dead, and Dingli crab is still intact.
"Don't worry, Sister Ling, the Zhongqing Society suffered heavy losses this time. More than fifty members died, and the three leaders were reduced to useless people. Dingli Crab is alone and unable to withstand the attacks of other societies. He will never end well. ." Xiang Nan smiled.
Sister Ling nodded, "This is all retribution."
Ding Xie beat Fang Jinxin into a cripple back then, and now his three sons have been beaten into cripples, which is retribution.
"Zhanbo, let's go visit the grave later and tell Jinxin the good news." Sister Ling said again.
"Sister Ling, let's wait a few more days. I think Dingli Crab will be in trouble soon." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "When the dust settles, I will tell dad all the good news."
Sister Ling thought for a while and nodded.
…
Xiang Nan then made soup for the little Jew and sent him to the hospital.
The little Jew was grateful, but also very embarrassed.
Xiang Nan was so kind to her, but it was a pity that she didn't know how to repay him, which really made her feel guilty.
"Mr. Fang, I..." She hesitated to speak.
"Okay, don't think too much, just focus on recuperating." Xiang Nan said with a smile.
The little Jew could only nod.
…
After leaving the hospital, Xiang Nan took a car to Chengmen Country Park.
I saw a large number of cars at the foot of the mountain, as well as reporters holding microphones and cameras, presumably here to collect news.
Xiang Nan did not rush forward rashly. He walked far away from the crowd, quietly entered the park, and found the cash box among a pile of rocks.
When he opened it, he saw that there was indeed three million Hong Kong dollars in cash inside.
Xiang Nan nodded.
It seems that Ding Xiaoxie was really nervous about his younger brother and actually brought 3 million Hong Kong dollars to redeem him.
For ordinary people, it is very likely that they will commit fraud. Put a layer of real coins on top, and replace all the bottom with newspapers. Take advantage of the dark night to have a try.
Xiang Nan put the Hong Kong dollars into his backpack and left the country park.
Returning to the city, hiding the money, Xiang Nan returned home.
At this time, Hong Kong's two major media outlets, ATV and TVB, were following and reporting on the blood eucalyptus in Tai Mo Shan.
According to reports, although the police have been searching the mountain overnight, they have found basically nothing except the victims so far.
It is still unknown who the mysterious guest is, what he looks like, how old he is, how tall he is, and even whether he is a man or a woman.
Xiang Nan couldn't help but smile when he saw this.
He is meticulous in his work and is very careful not to leave any clues. Even the iron tags were thrown away with gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints.
Besides, a martial arts master like him is like a bug in the urban world. For example, if he performs Qing Gong and jumps, he will be seven or eight meters away.
Such skills would be difficult for even an Olympic long jump champion to achieve. Therefore, even if the police collect clues and see these data, they will fall into self-doubt.
To put it bluntly, even if the police really believe that he is the murderer, it will be very difficult to catch him. With his skill, unless a large-scale offensive weapon is used, he cannot be hurt at all.
So Xiang Nan didn't care.
…
Sure enough, ATV and TVB followed up and reported for a day, but in the end they couldn't figure out the reason.
However, both Ding Xiao Xia and Ding Wang Xia were sure that their lives could be saved, but unfortunately Ding Wang Xia, like Ding Yi Xia, was slapped by Xiang Nan and became an idiot. It is estimated that he will never recover in this life.
In the play, he can be regarded as a think tank and strategist, and he is basically the one who comes up with bad ideas. Now he has become an idiot and cannot even take care of himself. He is really unhappy about his retribution.
As for the Ding Xiao crab, it was even worse. The hand bones, leg bones, and mandible were all crushed, the eyes were blinded, the ears were pierced, and the tongue was cut off, turning the whole thing into a human stick.
I can't see, hear, speak, or move, and I can't even commit suicide. It's a coincidence that his brain is not broken and his intelligence is not compromised, but he still has to endure these pains.
For him, every second was like living in hell, and it was retribution.
