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After seeing Huizi off, he decided to take a nap this time. After all, he hadn't slept much in the past few days, and his mind was still a bit tired. His body instinctively needed rest.

After all, there are some things that require him to be full of energy to do.

Just as I bolted the door, I heard footsteps coming from the doorway again. Although they weren't far away, the footsteps were quite frequent.

"More people are coming, at least seven or eight of them. What are they doing here in the middle of the night? Do they really have nothing better to do?"

He shook his head, clearly not paying much attention to these matters.

But the truth is, even though he cared, trouble still found him.

Just as he sat down in the courtyard, ready to have some tea, he saw those people appear at the edge of his small courtyard, and then he saw a head pop out from over the wall.

"Damn it, do they think this place is a vegetable market? They just come here like that?"

He was a little angry. He was already sleepy, and now this was happening, as if they were trying to keep him from sleeping.

He didn't know when a handful of soybeans had appeared in his hand, and he stared calmly at the emerging head.

Although it was dark and there was no moonlight, he could still see clearly with his eyesight.

His mental energy also slightly expanded, and with a gentle "look," he was both amused and exasperated, followed by boundless rage.

"This is never going to end."

His face darkened, and he saw a young man carefully jump down from the wall, his movements practiced.

Just as he landed, Zhang Tianhao flicked the soybean in his hand, and it shot into the man's forehead like a bullet.

Then they saw that the person had collapsed without even letting out a scream.

The people upstairs were unaware of what was happening below when another person jumped down.

Zhang Tianhao flicked his wrist again, sending another soybean flying, causing the second person to fall as well. Dead beyond any doubt.

Meanwhile, several more heads appeared on the wall, jumping down without any regard for what would happen to those below.

Five more people jumped down, and he gave a wry smile before flicking the strings four more times.

When the last person jumped, he was speechless. After all, the last one was a woman, and the one who wanted to set him up or rob him.

"You're out of luck. I'm in a bad mood today."

He jumped again, sending the woman crashing to the ground, unable to move or speak. Clearly, he had struck a pressure point.

Suddenly, her eyes were filled with fear, a renewed sense of fear.

She also saw six people lying on the ground, all motionless, and she could even smell a faint scent of blood.

He stood up, walked over to the woman, and looked her up and down.

He sensed it gently, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

"You ungrateful woman! We let you off the hook, and you're still not satisfied. Now you know you regret it, don't you? You're finished!"

As he spoke, he picked up the woman and carried her into the house.

The night grew increasingly peaceful, but inside the house, a completely different scene unfolded.

At five o'clock in the morning, Zhang Tianhao breathed a sigh of relief, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the Huangpu River, and he threw the seven corpses directly into the river to feed the fish.

"They're courting death without even realizing it. A tiny gang like them dares to cause me trouble. They really don't know what's good for them."

He also decided to find time to wipe out the entire gang, since such trash was just wasting air.

Now it's just that there's no time left.

Having obtained all the information he knew, these people no longer needed to exist.

When he returned home again, a faint glimmer of light appeared in the east, breaking the darkness of the night. As usual, he cooked and practiced martial arts, but now there was one more thing: drinking medicinal soup to improve his physical condition, which would also help him cultivate his martial arts.

With the help of these medicines, he increased his cultivation speed by at least 50%, which he personally experienced.

After finishing his punches, it was already 7:15 in the morning. He then packed his things, ate breakfast, and looked at the large meat buns in the steamer. He put them away in a lunchbox as breakfast for Sun Xiaolan.

After all, Sun Xiaolan seemed to be doing well. In fact, he could see that Sun Xiaolan's life wasn't so good, especially since there was someone at home who needed to be taken care of, and one person simply couldn't manage it all.

After putting away the lunchbox, I saw that with a wave of my hand, all kinds of kitchen utensils were neatly arranged, and even the pots had been washed clean.

This is the benefit of using mental power. He never imagined that one day he would use this mental power to do such a thing directly.

Although there was nothing special about it, he still found it quite interesting.

He took out his bicycle and, as usual, headed straight for the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, he saw Sun Xiaolan in her office, looking at him expectantly, as if she had been waiting for him there all along.

"Good morning, Dr. Wang!"

"You haven't had breakfast again. Are you waiting for me to make it for you?"

"Um, um, something came up at home today, so I got up a little late!"

"Alright, alright, I'm really scared of you. I guess you haven't eaten either, so I brought it for you. Take care of it yourself tomorrow or the day after. I won't be coming."

"Thank you, Dr. Wang!"

Upon hearing that there was food, Sun Xiaolan was overjoyed. She took the bag from Zhang Tianhao, opened it, and took out the lunchbox inside.

Then she saw four large steamed buns inside, and her eyes widened in surprise.

The rich aroma of meat was so enticing that she couldn't help but swallow hard, grab one, and take a bite.

As she went down, the aroma of the meat became even more enticing, lingering in her mouth for a few moments.

"It's delicious!"

"I'll give you everything, eat up, eat up, eat until you're a little fat pig."

"You're the little fat pig! I'll bite you to death!"

As he spoke, he took a big bite of the large meat bun, as if he had a grudge against it.

Seeing her like this, he couldn't help but smile wryly, and then picked up the medical record to look at it carefully, since this kind of thing still needed to be examined carefully.

There can't be any mistakes during the surgery, or it could be a matter of life and death.

"By the way, why are there so many Secret Service agents outside?"

Only then did he realize that there seemed to be several more spies and gang members outside, which was quite different from what he had expected.

"do not you know?"

"How would I know? I didn't go anywhere after I got home last night. Is there a problem with that?"

"No problem, you're just late and may not know that something happened at the hospital last night. Someone threw a bomb at our hospital."

"A bomb was dropped? I was wondering why I heard an explosion in the middle of the night. Turns out something happened at our hospital."

"Do you know that special care ward upstairs?"

"What's wrong? It looks like someone lives there."

"Yes, people were living there. Unfortunately, someone threw two bombs in from the outside, which blew everything up. Both guards and the wounded soldier all died. You tried so hard to save them yesterday, but they still died. We're investigating now."

"Oh, this has nothing to do with us, does it?" (End of Chapter)