bodyguard against fate

Chapter 7 Shura Field

Feng Weida was worried that He Xiuli would be hungry after waking up, so when his Didi (ride-hailing service) passed by a seafood porridge shop, he asked the driver to wait a moment so he could get a bowl of seafood porridge to go. Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out after buying the porridge, he saw his ex-wife Liu Yan and a wealthy man about to enter the shop. Liu Yan saw a woman in Feng Weida's car and assumed he had found someone else.

"Well, you've found someone to take over so quickly. Looks like you're not exactly honest either," Liu Yan teased.

"She's my boss," Feng Weida said.

"You've found a job?" Liu Yan asked, somewhat incredulous.

The top-ranking man looked at the motionless He Xiuli, then at Feng Weida, and said meaningfully, "You wouldn't happen to be... a 'corpse picker,' would you?"

What is "picking up a corpse"?

Feng Weida had never even heard of this term before.

"No way, is it that disgusting?" Liu Yan said, covering her nose.

"You can insult me, but you're not allowed to insult my boss." Although Feng Weida didn't understand, he could tell that it wasn't a nice thing to say.

"You've already done it, what are you afraid of people saying?" the top-ranking guy taunted in a low voice, "Next time, pick someone younger!"

"If you keep saying that, I won't be polite!" Feng Weida said righteously.

"Hey, you want to fight?" The top leader rolled up his sleeves; when it came to fighting, he had never been afraid of anyone.

Feng Weida looked left and right, hoping to find a money tree so he could perform a scene like Lu Zhishen uprooting a willow tree, but unfortunately, the seafood porridge shop was bare and empty.

"Consider yourself lucky." Feng Weida decided to let them off the hook.

"No way, ex-husband! The fire's already burning; it'll be no fun if we don't have some fun!"

"I won't fight you!" Feng Weida knew He Xiuli was still in the car and could tell what was more important.

"Then tell me, what are you gesturing for?"

The top-ranking guy was really going to wipe his butt with gauze in front of Liu Yan—revealing his secret.

"I won't compete!"

"So you're the one who picks up corpses! Everyone come and see, someone's picking up a corpse—"

Upon hearing Feng Weida being called "ex-husband brother," the Didi driver vaguely guessed the relationship between the three of them: "Compared to him, I won't take any more rides tonight, it's too much of a rip-off!"

He Xiuli and her husband had treated him with immense kindness, and Feng Weida couldn't accept that she had been insulted like this. His drunkenness flared up as well: "You're spreading rumors! Apologize to my boss!"

"Fine, you win. I'll call you grandpa if you want. But what if you lose?" The top leader didn't think he would lose to a fool.

"I'll eat shit live on camera for you to see!"

"Whoever cheats is a bastard!" The top-ranking guy had also drunk quite a bit before he arrived.

Feng Weida had long harbored this grudge. His peaceful life and family had been turned upside down by this scumbag. Today, in front of Liu Yan, he would show her what it meant to be a man—a real man never backs down! In the end, the two decided to have a slapping contest, just like everyone else's usual routine: one slap each until the other called him "grandpa"!

Wu Renxing had planned it perfectly. He deliberately made Feng Weida drink on the day He Xiuli had a social engagement. In fact, he himself did not drink too much. Instead, he planned to kill He Xiuli after Feng Weida got drunk.

Two weeks ago, the person following He Xiuli late at night wasn't a drunkard. Wu Renxing had just scared He Xiuli half to death when he pretended to bump into her and went home with his wife. This alley, which she had to pass through on her way home, was the hell he set up for He Xiuli. Of course, fearing he couldn't handle it alone, he also called on his helper, Jiang Xue. As long as He Xiuli was blocked here from both sides, she was basically doomed.

Wu Renxing arranged for the bald man to pick up He Xiuli. Just as He Xiuli was about to get into the car, Feng Weida called: "President He, this is Xiao Feng. Would it be convenient for you to come and pick me up?"

Normally, He Xiuli would have gotten into Baldy's car and picked up Feng Weida on the way. But while He Xiuli was on the phone, she was delayed from getting into the car. When Baldy saw He Xiuli open the car door and then close it again, he thought she had changed her mind. So he got out of the car to see what was going on. Just then, He Xiuli smelled alcohol on Baldy.

"You've been drinking too?"

Baldy stammered that he hadn't drunk much, but He Xiuli called a taxi for safety reasons. In this way, Feng Weida inadvertently ruined Wu Renxing's good deed.

Wu Renxing called the bald man and learned that He Xiuli hadn't gotten on the bus. His waiting there was pointless. He called He Xiuli to ask where she was, but Feng Weida answered.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. He is asleep in the car. I'll take him home right away."

"Don't come back yet. Go to the seafood congee shop and get a bowl of congee to bring back to Boss He." Wu Renxing quickly racked his brains, trying his best to salvage the situation.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Renxing and Jiang Xue went straight to the seafood porridge shop.

Having prepared so thoroughly for the first time, Wu Renxing didn't want to waste all their efforts. When they arrived, they saw Feng Weida and the top-ranked man arguing heatedly, and even the Didi driver got out of the car to watch the commotion.

Suddenly, Jiang Xue saw He Xiuli in the car. Wu Renxing thought He Xiuli had seen Jiang Xue, and his heart tightened instinctively.

"Xiuli, listen to me—"

As a result, Wu Renxing discovered that He Xiuli was not awake at all. He tried calling her a few times, but He Xiuli did not respond. She was asleep as if she had taken sleeping pills every night and was unconscious. Wu Renxing was relieved and boldly carried He Xiuli out of the car with Jiang Xue.

While Feng Weida and the top dog were slapping each other, the driver thought He Xiuli was still in the car, so he locked the door to watch the commotion. Little did he know that Wu Renxing and Jiang Xue had already successfully raided the house.

At this moment, Jiang Xue realized that being in a deep sleep might have another meaning: a person can indeed become so deep in their sleep that two people couldn't lift them up. Wu Renxing, fearing his car would be caught on camera, had deliberately parked it two hundred meters away. Now, trying to get He Xiuli back into the car was clearly an impossible task. Forget it, let's just take care of it here!

Wu Renxing noticed that there were no lights in the parking lot, so the two of them worked together to carry He Xiuli to a dark corner.

"Shall we do it, or should we?"

Wu Renxing handed the knife to Jiang Xue.

"Come here!"

Jiang Xue could still distinguish between the principal offender and the accomplice. She pushed the knife back, knowing that she had never intended to kill anyone and didn't want to have nightmares every night.

"I'll do it!"

Although Wu Renxing spoke with great bravado, he didn't kill people often, and looking at that familiar face, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Maybe... forget it..." Jiang Xue hesitated again.

"Forget it? You don't want the ten million anymore?" Wu Renxing knew there was no turning back now. He had already gone this far, just one step away from the finish line. After thinking for a moment, he hardened his heart, raised the knife, and pointed it at He Xiuli's heart. "Wife, I'm sorry—"