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"It seems you've decided to either capture me or kidnap me to work for you today!"

His face also darkened, after all, he never expected it to turn out this way. He even looked at Song Wen, whose face was equally grim.

"If I'm not mistaken, this chef must be your ideal man. Even though he's wearing makeup, he doesn't look any different. I've also seen your photo once."

"Xiao Tian, ​​it's not like that, it really isn't like that!"

"I really didn't think that!"

At this moment, Song Wen's eyes also revealed endless despair. She never expected that what was originally just a casual invitation to talk would turn out like this.

It could even be said that they were almost irreconcilable.

"Sigh, I was planning to leave after the New Year, but it seems I can't stay here any longer. I'm a little disappointed."

He sighed, and then a hint of helplessness appeared on his usually calm face.

"Old Wu, what do you mean by this? This isn't supposed to be like this, why has it turned out like this? You, you..."

At this moment, Song Wen realized that things were not as she had imagined; in fact, they were completely the opposite of what she had expected.

"Dr. Wang, if you are willing to cooperate with us, we can still have a good talk. If you are not willing, then you can't blame us, really. After all, you have been serving the Japanese all along."

"Old Wu, I didn't want to fall out with you, but it seems you really think I'm a pushover!"

He shook his head, and a pair of chopsticks appeared in his hand without him noticing. He glanced at the group and then flicked them away.

The eight chopsticks flew out like sharp arrows, so fast that even Song Wen, who was standing to the side, did not expect it. She saw that all eight people were hit in the right hand or right arm.

The chopsticks pierced through the palms or arms of eight people, flew to the back wall of the noodle shop, and then stuck to the wall.

Almost instantly, the eight people wanted to scream, but they stopped just as they were about to scream, and then they saw that he had another pair of chopsticks in his palm.

"This is……"

"If you want to scream, I don't mind sending you to see your God, or to the King of Hell!"

His calm voice carried a hint of ruthlessness, as if he could control the life and death of others.

Not only that, his aura underwent an astonishing change; what was originally an ordinary doctor instantly transformed into a superior.

It's as if he was born to be in a superior position.

"Old Wu, now you can tell us!"

"you you you……"

Seeing Zhang Tianhao's amused expression, Lao Wu was completely dumbfounded.

I initially thought he was just an ordinary doctor, but how could an ordinary doctor possess such a powerful aura, especially the aura of someone in a superior position, which was quite irresistible.

"who are you?"

"I don't know either. I told you I had amnesia, but you were so disrespectful to me. This is just to teach you a lesson. As for whether we will meet again in the future, that depends on fate."

He turned his head to look at Song Wen, who was staring in disbelief, his face expressionless. After all, he had little interest in such matters.

"By the way, Song Wen, sometimes it's really annoying to see someone who's always looking for something better while also wanting what they don't have. I hope you're doing well in the future! Goodbye!"

He didn't say another word, and turned to walk outside.

"Oh right, I've given away everything in the house; I don't want it anymore!"

He thought for a moment, then turned back to the stunned Song Wen and said something before quickly walking towards the city gate.

At this moment, Song Wen was completely numb, her expression filled with endless pain and helplessness. Only after watching Zhang Tianhao's figure disappear at the end of the street did she come to her senses.

"Ah—" "Waaaaah!"

As she collapsed onto the table and began to cry loudly, everyone else in the noodle shop finally realized what was happening, their eyes filled with boundless fear.

After all, a young man actually killed them all with chopsticks. He only held back this time; otherwise, they might all have died here. What's going on?

They knew better than anyone that they had really offended someone this time, to the point that it was now impossible for anyone to help them anymore.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

At this moment, Song Wen, who was standing to the side, had no regard for her image and was lying there crying very sadly. Her eyes were even red and swollen from crying.

Even her sobs had a strong nasal tone.

"Old Wu, are you satisfied now? Are you satisfied now!"

"My marriage, my family, my Xiaotian, are all gone now. Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied? You bastard, you bastard!"

"And you, you bastard, what are you doing back at this time? Didn't you leave? Didn't you leave? What are you doing back here? How dare you come back!"

"You've ruined everything I have! You've ruined everything I have! Now you're happy, satisfied! Xiaotian doesn't want me anymore! Xiaotian doesn't want me anymore!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"He has misunderstood me now. How am I supposed to face people after this? Tell me, tell me!"

"How am I supposed to explain this to my parents? How am I supposed to explain this to them? It's all your fault, all your fault! I hate you!"

At this moment, Song Wen also stood up and angrily began to loudly criticize.

While crying, she turned and ran outside, chasing after the direction where Zhang Tianhao had disappeared.

Inside the noodle shop, only Lao Wu and seven others remained, all of them looking quite grim.

If this matter had been discussed, there could have been a different outcome, but now things are different.

Everything has been messed up, and even Song Wen was driven away by them.

This time, their expressions turned grim, with Old Wu's face turning as black as the bottom of a pot.

"You all need to find him! You must find him for me, and you must do it right!"

Old Wu's face also darkened instantly. After all, he was the stationmaster of Changfeng Station. Now he had been humiliated, and not only had he lost face, but he had also lost all his dignity.

"I'm so angry."

"And Song Wen, this is absolutely not over yet!"

Old Wu took a deep breath, but when he looked at his arm, he saw that it had been pierced through by chopsticks, and blood was still flowing out.

His face showed more anger, even ruthlessness.

After all, he was injured, and this time he was very angry.

"Old Wu, do we really have to do this? What if Song Wen..."

"Hmph, no matter what, she has to obey orders, or else she can't blame the family for punishing her."

"Yes!"

Old Wu also took a deep breath, and the anger on his face rose even higher.

"go!"

Several others stood up, preparing to find a place to bandage their wounds. Although no bones or tendons were broken, it would take several days for them to fully recover. (End of Chapter)