Chapter 6: The Martial World’s Death Hunt Order

Tang Jianing’s words cast a heavy shadow over everyone present. These men were all brothers in the underworld, where loyalty was valued more than life itself.

Although the story was only half told, given the known outcome, it was not difficult to guess what had transpired afterward.

Tang Jianing leaned down, her gaze fixed coldly on the elderly couple whose faces had gone stiff. Her tone grew even more indifferent.

“In the image you presented for Chi Ziqi, there was probably no mention of a boyfriend, right? After all, that would have been a different price altogether.”

Without waiting for a response, Tang Jianing continued the narrative.

“That night, Liao Wenjie hurriedly obtained Chi Ziqi’s address from you and rushed over.”

“But that very night was payday at Datang Group. Wang Ming and Chi Ziqi, a couple who had been together for years, were having a family dinner at home, planning their bright future.”

“However, under your influence, Chi Ziqi would never allow her boyfriend to stay overnight and sent him away.”

“This exact scene was witnessed by the hastily arriving Liao Wenjie, leading to a fierce argument and conflict within the house.”

“Perhaps it was accidental, or maybe emotions overwhelmed him—Chi Ziqi ended up dead right there at home.”

“With the Liao family’s vast wealth and influence, fabricating the crime scene was entirely feasible.”

“Liao Wenjie and Chi Ziqi didn’t have much contact, so naturally the police didn’t focus suspicion on him.”

“I imagine that by the time you heard of Chi Ziqi’s death, you already knew who the murderer was?”

“But since it was the Liao family, you exploited the opportunity of falsified confessions to continuously extort money from them. A daughter’s death secured your entire family’s livelihood.”

“This deal must have suited you perfectly, right?”

With each word, the elderly couple’s eyes filled with mounting fear. By the time Tang Jianing finished speaking, they had collapsed to the ground, staring at her in terror.

“No, no, that’s all your guesswork!”

“She was killed by robbers!”

“You cannot slander me!”

Faced with Tang Jianing’s pressure, although Wang Ming was frightened, he knew well that such matters must never be admitted. Denial meant at worst a beating.

“Miss!”

A group of burly men glared at the two elders with murderous intent, their fists clenched tightly.

It was hard to imagine that Chi Ziqi, raised in such a family, had managed through her own effort to get into a prestigious university.

She had hoped to return to care for her parents in the place she grew up.

But tragically, her parents did not even want to fight for justice for her.

Even now, the body had remained in the morgue for seven whole years.

“Lawyer Zhou, how many years would extortion combined with evidence tampering bring?”

Though Tang Jianing’s voice was low, everyone heard her clearly.

“Tampering with evidence constitutes obstruction of justice, punishable by three to ten years imprisonment.”

“Extortion involving a particularly large amount is punishable by over ten years.”

“With combined sentencing, plus the heinous nature of the crime, the prosecution’s recommended sentence would be about twenty years.”

Hearing this, Tang Jianing nodded with satisfaction.

“Find out where his son is, and check Liao Wenjie’s current location as well.”

Hearing her instructions, Zhou hurriedly grabbed the phone to make calls.

Minutes later, after hanging up, Zhou’s face darkened considerably.

“Miss, just received word that Liao Wenjie left the Liao Winery ten minutes ago, hastily accompanied by a drunk man.”

Tang Jianing’s gaze immediately fixed on the two elderly figures on the floor, but after a moment, she shook her head.

Though these two were monsters, the information they held was limited; they probably had no idea she was here for Chi Ziqi.

Liao Wenjie’s escape strongly suggested he had been watched from the start.

Leaning against the car door, Tang Jianing’s eyes flickered with a hint of coldness.

Although handing these two villains to the police would likely get her father out, letting that bastard slip away left her with a bitter sense of injustice.

Besides, as the heir to Datang Group, it was only fitting she let her employees vent their frustrations, wasn’t it?

“Zhou, call Master Qi.”

“Yes!”

Though Master Qi had successfully transformed his operations in recent years, which underworld thug or lackey dared to disobey him now?

Among the thousands of workers at the battlefield and cement factory, many had risen through the ranks under Master Qi’s leadership.

At Tang Wanwan’s command, Zhou quickly found a number and dialed.

Soon, a somewhat aged voice came through the phone.

“Zhou, what can I do for you?”

“The young lady wishes to speak with you!”

“…Very well.”

As a man of the underworld, Master Qi knew well the weight behind the title "young lady."

At his peak, he had controlled half the city’s dance halls, discos, and bars.

“Master Qi?”

“No need for formalities, just call me Old Qi.”

Listening to the voice on the other end, Tang Jianing’s tone grew stern.

“I won’t waste words. You personally issue a city-wide hit order. Target: Liao Wenjie and the man with him.”

“Datang Group will fund 500,000 yuan for this operation.”

“A reward of 100,000 yuan for information leading to their capture, and 400,000 yuan for actually bringing them in.”

Hearing Tang Jianing, Master Qi’s voice trembled.

“Miss, what about the police?”

A hit order like this might be ignored by ordinary people, but to those in the underworld, it was a huge temptation.

Once a hit order was announced, the entire city’s underworld and petty thugs would stir up a frenzy.

If the police caught wind, they would surely come to speak with Master Qi immediately.

“Don’t worry about them. If they have a problem, they can come to me.”

“Understood. I’m on it!”

Since the police were under Tang Jianing’s control, Master Qi didn’t mind acting as the vanguard.

If his men completed the hit, he could use it as a bridge to the Datang Group.

After hanging up, Tang Wanwan looked back at the two villains lying on the ground.

“Send them home, cut off all outside communication, and make sure they don’t run.”

“Yes, Miss!”

The security team clenched their fists, their expressions cruel as they approached the elderly couple who together were over a hundred years old.

“Zhou, tell the group to prepare for overtime. Get ready to acquire the Liao Group.”

“Miss, the target?”

“Bankruptcy liquidation. Buy at rock bottom. Tell the employees whoever performs best will become the president of Datang Winery.”