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Zhang Sanfeng's pupils contracted slightly, though they quickly returned to normal, but Su Hao had already noticed that fleeting change.

Su Hao stood up and didn't ask any more questions.

He has gotten the answer he wanted.

Seeing Su Hao turn to leave, Zhang Sanfeng hurriedly shouted, "You can't kill me! I'm Zhang Quan, the head of the Zhang family! If you kill me, the Zhang family won't let you off! Then, the entire Jinling will be buried with me!"

Su Hao stopped, glanced back at him, and then said something that utterly shattered Zhang Sanfeng's hopelessness: "Then let the Zhang family come to me."

After saying that, he raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Sanfeng's chest.

"Snap!"

The sound of the sternum cracking was exceptionally clear in the quiet courtyard.

Zhang Sanfeng's eyes were wide open, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his head lolled to the side, and he was lifeless.

Tai Chi master Zhang Sanfeng died as a result.

Looking at the corpse on the ground, Ming Jing'er said with some worry, "Uncle Su, although Zhang Sanfeng has been expelled from the Zhang family, he is still Zhang Quan's biological son. If you kill him like this, the Zhang family will definitely not let it go."

Su Hao brushed off non-existent dust from his hands and said calmly, "What's the use of keeping an enemy alive? He came here to kill me. If I weren't stronger than him, it would be me and my family lying on the ground right now. I never show mercy to my enemies."

He paused, then said to Ming Jing'er, "Inform your master to send two men, Dao Jian and another, to Jinling. I need them to set up defenses in Jinling and protect the people around me."

Ming Jing'er nodded and immediately took out her phone to contact Zhan Xi'er.

Su Hao walked up to Song Xiaoxiao and Li Qiuchan, helped them up, and said with a hint of apology, "I'm sorry, I frightened you."

Song Xiaoxiao's eyes were red, but she stubbornly shook her head: "We're fine. It's you who's caused us trouble again..."

Su Hao smiled and reached out to ruffle her hair: "We're family, no need for formalities."

Song Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head without saying a word.

Li Qiuchan stood aside, watching this scene, a faint smile appearing on her lips.

Su Hao sent someone to return Zhang Sanfeng's body to the Zhang family.

The Zhang family mansion is located in an ancient courtyard in the west of Jinling City. It covers a vast area and is magnificent in style.

The Zhang family's ancestors were renowned Tai Chi masters in the late Qing Dynasty, and the family has a history of over a hundred years, enjoying a high reputation in the martial arts circles of Nanjing and even the entire Jiangnan region.

When Zhang Sanfeng's body was brought to the Zhang family's doorstep, the entire Zhang family was shaken.

Zhang Quan, the current head of the Zhang family, is an elderly man in his seventies. Although he is advanced in years, he is still very energetic, with bright and piercing eyes. His mastery of Tai Chi has long reached a state of perfection.

He stood in the main hall, looking at the corpse covered with a white sheet on the ground. He remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking, saying something that surprised everyone in the Zhang family: "I knew this day would come."

Zhang Quan's words left the Zhang family members present looking at each other in bewilderment, not understanding why their patriarch would say such a thing.

Zhang Quan's second son, Zhang Sanfeng's younger brother Zhang Che, was the first to step forward, his face filled with grief and indignation. He said, "Father! My elder brother has been murdered! How can you say such a thing? We must avenge him!"

Zhang Quan glanced at him, his eyes filled with weariness and helplessness: "Revenge? Do you even know who killed him?"

"No matter who it is! A life for a life, that's only right!" Zhang Che said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Quan sighed and slowly said, "The person who killed him was named Su Hao."

The deputy director of the Martial Arts Department, and a disciple of Baili Xuanyi.

He had just returned from the capital not long ago.

In the capital, he killed Xing Caizhe, the eldest son of the Xing family, beat Shi Yiqun, the younger sister of Shi Lezhi, and rejected Hua Xiachang's attempt to win him over.

Do you think our Zhang family can afford to offend someone like that?

Zhang Che was speechless after his father's words. He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Zhang Quan was silent for a moment, then made a decision: "Prepare the car. I'm going to Jinling myself to meet this Su Hao."

Zhang Che was taken aback: "Father, are you going to take action personally?"

A profound light flashed in Zhang Quan's eyes: "The junior brother of the Director of the Martial Arts Department cannot be regarded as an ordinary young punk."

Baili Xuanyi's disciple is unlikely to be simple. I'll go see for myself what kind of person he really is.

He paused, then added, "If he can withstand three of my moves, then this matter can be dropped."

That afternoon, the two, Dao and Jian, arrived in Jinling.

Upon receiving Zhan Xier's orders, they set off immediately for Jinling without any delay.

After meeting up with Yang Bao, the three began to work on building a defense network for Nanjing.

Yang Bao provided manpower and venue, while Gui Haiyidao and Wu Xiaoming were responsible for setting up the guard formation and patrol routes.

In just half a day, a defense system covering the entire core area of ​​Nanjing was initially formed.

Gui Haiyi assured Su Hao, "Deputy Director Su, unless it's a master surpassing the Grandmaster level, even if a Grandmaster-level expert infiltrates Jinling, we can detect it immediately."

Su Hao nodded, relieved.

After arranging the defenses, Su Hao found Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci is researching new skincare product formulas in her studio.

She was somewhat surprised to see Su Hao visit, but more than that, she was delighted.

Without much small talk, Su Hao pulled out several sheets of paper covered in writing from his pocket and handed them to Shen Qingci: "Qingci, these are some skincare product formulas I've compiled. Could you take a look and see if I can use them to start a new company?"

Shen Qingci took the paper, examined it carefully, and her eyes grew brighter and brighter: "These formulas... can they really achieve the effects you described?"

Su Hao nodded: "The ancient formula passed down by my second master can't be wrong."

Shen Qingci put down the papers, looked at Su Hao, and asked seriously, "Su Hao, do you really need money?"

Su Hao didn't hide anything: "Yes, I need a lot of funds to make some preparations."

Shen Qingci didn't ask him what he needed the money for, but simply nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Just as Su Hao was about to thank him, his phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID; it was Shen Wencong calling.

"Young Master, I have received news that Zhang Quan, the head of the Zhang family, intends to come to Jinling to see you in person."

Su Hao's lips curled into a smile: "I know, I'm the one who had that corpse sent back. I wanted to lure the Zhang family into making a move."

Shen Wencong was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then slowly said, "Young Master, you're playing a grand game."

Su Hao did not answer and hung up the phone.

He bid farewell to Shen Qingci and drove back to the Li family home.

When he was halfway there, he saw a large crowd gathered by the roadside, and he could hear fighting and a woman crying from the crowd.

Su Hao stopped the car, squeezed into the crowd, and saw Duan Shandie fighting with a burly middle-aged man.

Although Duan Shandie's kung fu was quite good, she was clearly no match for the middle-aged man and was forced to retreat repeatedly, with sweat beading on her forehead.

As the middle-aged man fought, he made sarcastic remarks: "Is this all the young lady from the Duan Family Martial Arts School is capable of? I think your Duan Family Martial Arts School should just close down as soon as possible!"

Duan Shandie gritted her teeth and struggled on, refusing to admit defeat.

Su Hao couldn't stand it any longer. He moved swiftly, stepping between the two and shielding Duan Shandie from the middle-aged man's punch.

The middle-aged man felt as if his fist had struck an iron plate, the impact leaving his arm numb. He quickly took a few steps back, looking at Su Hao warily: "Who are you? Mind your own business!"

When Duan Shandie saw Su Hao, it was like seeing a savior. She quickly hid behind him and said in a pitiful voice, "Su Hao! This person is Hong Yuanji, a member of the Hong family! He insisted on forcing me to fight him. I already said I didn't want to fight, but he kept pestering me! He even deliberately put on a pitiful look, making it seem like I was bullying him!"

Su Hao glanced at the crowd around him, and sure enough, many people were looking at Duan Shandie with accusatory eyes, clearly deceived by Hong Yuanji's "victim" act.

Su Hao frowned and said to Hong Yuanji, "That's enough. What kind of skill is it to bully a girl?"

Hong Yuanji sized Su Hao up and down, then sneered, "Who do you think you are? You dare to interfere in my business?"

Su Hao didn't waste any more words with him, and turned to Duan Shandie, saying, "Let's go."

Seeing that Su Hao was about to leave, Hong Yuanji assumed that Su Hao was afraid of him and became even more arrogant. He rushed forward and kicked Su Hao in the lower back!

That kick was fast and powerful; if it had actually hit, an ordinary person would have been either killed or maimed!

Su Hao's gaze turned cold. Without turning his head, he slapped Su Hao across the face.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Hong Yuanji was spun around 720 degrees by the slap, then fell to the ground with a thud, half of his face swollen and a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Su Hao withdrew his hand, not even glancing at him, and strode away with Duan Shandie...