Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System Chapter 641 - 428: Blood for Blood (Double-Length)

Just after the reward was announced, Zhang Dayong received a very important clue. He didn’t dare to delay and imdiately called Qi Yun to inform him of the matter.

"Soone just reported that the person who rented his house a few days ago looks very much like the criminals. I checked, and the tenant’s docunts he provided are fake. The location is near the Kashi Road agricultural market."

Qi Yun gripped his phone, a cold glint flashing in his eyes: "Send the address!"

After hanging up the phone, he quickly glanced at Brother Quan and the others: "Brother Quan, you take so people there."

Although his voice was not loud, everyone could hear the suppressed anger.

Brother Quan nodded and imdiately set off with his team.

...

The address sent by Zhang Dayong was in an urban village next to the agricultural market. Here, all were self-built houses squeezed together tightly, mostly inhabited by small stall vendors and migrant workers.

Because of the high turnover, managent is also very difficult. Renting and accommodation are quite informal, with many landlords not even checking tenant IDs, handing over keys as soon as paynts are made.

The environnt in the narrow alleys was very poor, with walls plastered with various ads for certificates and offers of large sums for a child, looking particularly chaotic.

The air was mixed with the fishy sll from the market and the stench of trash bins, making one wrinkle their nose.

Brother Quan and his group quickly navigated the alley, finally stopping at a junction and looking ahead at a simple two-story red brick building.

After quickly surveying the surroundings, Brother Quan made several tactical gestures, signaling Da Pao and Old Eagle to handle the block below while he himself took Chen Wei and Niu Da upstairs to apprehend.

Da Pao and Old Eagle imdiately dispersed, one moving to the alley on the left side of the building against the wall, and one guarding the path to the back street on the right.

Brother Quan glanced at the second-floor window and directly led his team inside.

The roller shutter door below had already been opened by the landlord; they headed straight for the second floor via the stairs.

"Bang bang bang!"

Just halfway up, gunshots rang from above, bullets whizzing past Brother Quan’s shoulder, hitting the wall and sending debris flying.

Brother Quan continued without stopping, crouching as he ascended.

Just as the person was about to continue shooting, Chen Wei behind him raised his hand and fired, accurately hitting the opponent’s wrist. The person grunted, the handgun falling to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

Another series of gunshots ensued, but lasted less than half a minute before complete silence fell.

In the room on the west side of the second floor, four Asians lay on the ground in agony, each with their arms and calves hit by bullets.

Brother Quan spat and, with a grim expression, pulled out his phone, taking photos of each to send to Qi Yun, then had Bingzi outside drive over.

At the hospital, upon receiving the photos, Qi Yun imdiately forwarded them to Zhang Dayong to search for these people’s identities in the system.

After about ten minutes, news ca from Zhang Dayong: "I just had soone perform facial matching, there is no information on these people in the database, the sa as last ti with the truck driver we caught."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun’s face turned terrifyingly dark.

Indeed, they were sent from there.

Originally, he hadn’t planned to retaliate. After all, he did take the Eight-footed Jade Hook himself, so them sending people was sowhat reasonable.

But harming his family already touched Qi Yun’s reverse scale, he must make them pay a terrible price!

...

In the evening, Zhao Qing, lying in the hospital bed, finally woke up.

She weakly opened her eyes and turned to see Qi Yun who was by her side.

"Qi Yun..."

Upon hearing the call, Qi Yun, whose eyes were bloodshot, imdiately looked up, tears instantly welling up in his tired eyes.

He excitedly gripped Zhao Qing’s hand, trying to steady his voice: "You’re awake, how do you feel? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?"

Zhao Qing gently shook her head, her lips moved but the voice was still weak: "No...no discomfort, just...a bit tired."

She looked at Qi Yun’s unshaven face, gently rubbing the back of his hand, with a touch of distress in her eyes. "Nuan...Nuannuan, how is she?"

"Nuannuan is fine, you don’t need to worry."

"You just lie down, I’ll call the doctor to have a look at you." Qi Yun softly reassured her, saying and then prepared to get up.

However, Zhao Qing grasped his fingers tightly, refusing to let go.

"Don’t...don’t go..."

"Wait...wait a bit longer to call the doctor...I want...to stay with you a little longer..."

Seeing her dependency conveyed through her eyes, Qi Yun’s motion to get up paused instantly, sitting back beside the bed, gently holding her hand in return: "Alright, I won’t leave, I’ll be here with you."

Zhao Qing’s body was still very weak, after speaking only a few words, she fell into a deep sleep again.

After a check-up by several dical team experts confird there was no danger, Qi Yun finally felt completely relieved.

...

After temporarily leaving the hospital, Qi Yun ca to the West Mountain base.

Inside, four criminals were tightly bound to chairs, having been interrogated for several hours.

Qi Yun, with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at them with no trace of pity in his gaze.

"Any accomplices?"

Old Eagle shook his head: "These guys are pretty tight-lipped, haven’t said a word."

"I’m...I’m afraid of killing them."

Qi Yun looked at the few people, his eyes colder amidst the smoke.

"No ti to waste with them, I need answers, dead or alive doesn’t matter."

After hearing this, Old Eagle shed his previous hesitations, imdiately responding: "Understood!"