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Seeing Sun Xiaolan fleeing in disarray, he gave a wry smile and then pushed his bicycle toward home.

"Dr. Wang, would you like two more dishes and a bottle of wine today?"

"Okay, pack it up for me, I'll take it with me now!"

Arriving outside a restaurant, I saw the owner standing there and called out to him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Tianhao agreed very quickly, almost without any hesitation, and stopped the car as well.

"By the way, boss, please tell the tofu maker to send a batch to my house early tomorrow morning. I've been craving tofu for the past few days."

"Are you going to make it yourself?"

"Is there a problem?"

Zhang Tianhao looked at him with some curiosity and asked with a smile.

"No, no, I'm just worried..."

"I'm actually quite good at cooking, don't worry. By the way, the tofu should be a little firmer; if it's too soft, it's not good for cooking."

"Row!"

The two of them sat there and smiled. A little while later, they packed two dishes and a box of rice, which he then carried out of the restaurant.

He returned to the place where he had heard the cries for help that morning and saw several people blocking the way. When they saw Zhang Tianhao coming, they surrounded him.

"Dr. Wang, right? A few of us want to discuss something with you, I don't know if that's alright?"

As he spoke, one of the men held a dagger in his hand and patted it lightly, as if he were about to pat his face.

Another person was holding a stick, which Chen weighed in his hand. It seemed that if they disagreed, the four of them might surround him and cause him trouble.

"I'm sorry, I'm just an ordinary doctor, not a rich person at all. You've got the wrong person."

"Really? You're so famous, anyone who wants you to make a house call must charge a lot. I was thinking, how about lending a few to my buddies? If you don't want to, then I don't need your hand either!"

"Sigh, why are so many people willing to die these days? Why don't you just live? Why do you have to come here and do this kind of thing? It's really disappointing!"

"How about this, the four of you fight each other, and whoever survives gets the money. What do you think? It's thirty silver dollars, more than five hundred yuan."

As he finished speaking, he saw four people with their eyes wide open, almost wanting to burst into laughter, wanting to laugh at his foolishness.

Before the group could even laugh out loud, they saw the young man with the stick swing it down at the young man on the side.

The young man with the dagger ignored everything else and went straight for the other man, stabbing him in the heart with the dagger.

Then they saw a young man's head immediately cave in, with a large dent, and even white liquid mixed with red liquid flowing out.

"Holy crap, this is an iron rod. It smashed his head open and even splattered his brains out."

The other young man was also visibly shocked. Pointing at the youth with the dagger, he shouted, "You, you..."

His voice grew fainter and fainter, and his eyes turned bloodshot. He never expected that his teammate would end his life with a single blow.

Before the two young men could even understand what was happening, they died mysteriously.

They wanted to ask why, but neither of them could get up again.

He died as swiftly as ever.

Zhang Tianhao pushed the cart backward, clearly not wanting to get blood on himself.

The two youths who had killed their two teammates turned around, looked at each other, and then charged forward like wild beasts.

One swung a dagger and stabbed directly. The other swung an iron rod and smashed it down. Neither of them knew the meaning of holding back. One stabbed the other in the chest, and the other smashed it down on the head.

The two of them snapped back to reality in that instant, staring at each other in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock, and even fear.

"Kill someone, kill someone!"

He retreated twenty meters away and then shouted loudly at his surroundings, as if he had been frightened into doing something terrible.

"Something terrible has happened! Someone's dead here! Someone's dead!"

As he shouted loudly, many people, who were already close to the main street, heard his shout and ran over.

Then they saw people lying on the ground not far away, all of them dead beyond any doubt.

"Go call the police, call the police!"

"Dr. Wang, what exactly happened?"

"I don't know either. I was pushing the bike forward when I saw a corpse on the ground not far away and smelled blood. I was really scared."

"Oh, is that so? So you shouted because you saw something happened here."

"Yes, I just walked over from a short distance away. I wasn't walking fast. I chatted for a bit on the way and then I got here and saw the corpse lying in front of me."

"Should we go over and check it out?"

"Let's not do it now. After all, the scene is quite frightening. Let's wait for the police to arrive."

As Zhang Tianhao spoke, he chuckled bitterly, even offering cigarettes to Da Cu before Wu Geng shook his head.

Meanwhile, a woman hiding not far away also witnessed the entire incident and even overheard the conversation.

She never expected that these four men would turn on each other. They were originally there to comfort Wang Xiaotian, but now they've killed each other.

Others might not know, but she knew quite well that the four of them were good friends who played together, so how could they possibly kill each other?

Brothers who could almost share meals together turned on each other and killed one another.

As a result, all four of them collapsed and died.

Just because of one sentence?
She heard it clearly, but that wasn't the case.

She was terrified, terrified that Wang Xiaotian would cause her trouble.

A single sentence can cause infighting, a single sentence can lead to people killing each other—how terrifying is that?

Without much thought, she turned and ran down another road. She wanted to get as far away as possible; she couldn't stay in this area any longer.

If Wang Xiaotian finds out, she might die a horrible death.

Now look what happened, one person has fled in disarray.

However, Zhang Tianhao gave a wry smile, then got on his bicycle and slowly rode home. What happened here was no longer his concern.

After all, he only witnessed a crime scene and didn't participate in it, so what does it have to do with him? These police officers really don't dare to mess with him now. After all, he's a person of status and position now.

Soon, he returned home. He didn't take the woman who had run away to heart. After all, it was unimaginable how difficult it would be for a woman like that to survive in Shanghai, a place that was practically a cannibalistic society.

His decision not to pursue the matter doesn't mean she can live a good life.

Back home, he took out the pot of medicinal soup he had made the night before, cleaned it all out, collected it, and stored it in his spatial storage. Then he prepared to make another pot to replenish his body's energy. (End of Chapter)