Volume 1 Initial Exposure Chapter 76 My Son Died Young! (First Update!!!)

  Xu Jingkai's face suddenly turned black, he glared at the old man with anger, gritted his teeth and gestured with his hand, shouting: "I'll give you 800,000 yuan, sell it to me!"

  The old man's expression was stunned again, looking at Xu Jingkai's angry face, his gaze involuntarily glanced towards Wang Ke.

  However, just as he saw Wang Ke's expression, he suddenly froze, because he found that Wang Ke had quickly winked at him. What did he mean?

  Let yourself agree?

  The old man's eyebrows slowly furrowed, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded slowly and said, "Alright, whoever offers the highest price, I'll sell it to them!"

  "Haha……I told you! In this day and age, there are those who don't recognize their own parents, but no one doesn't recognize money! Old man, a gentleman's word is his bond, since you've already spoken, let's go! I'll take you to the bank to withdraw some cash." Xu Jingkai gave Wang Ke a sideways glance, looking even more arrogant.

  Wang Qibao was furious and glared at the old man, shouting in a stern voice: "Old man, I...I misjudged you."

  The old man hastily lowered his head and stopped making a sound, while secretly muttering to himself in his heart, could it be that he had misunderstood?

  Wang Ke looked at the old man's appearance and was overjoyed, but he shouted loudly: "Xu Jingkai, don't be arrogant! You lost so much money last time, I don't believe you still have money. If you can't take out the money, this small bowl is mine!"

  "Cut! A poor devil like him can't even take out 70,000 yuan."

  Xu Jingkai rolled his eyes again and looked at Wang Ke's gaze with more disdain.

  Twenty minutes later.

  Outside the bank gate, Xu Jingkai handed over 70,000 yuan to the old man, then looked at Wang Ke with a slanted eye, let out a cold hum, and said loudly: "Old man, this small bowl is mine now, our transaction is complete, even if you regret it, it's useless!"

  The old man held tightly onto the 80,000 yuan in his hands, and for a good while he was too excited to speak.

  "Hmph..."

  Wang Ke gave Xu Jingkai a disdainful look, curled up the corners of his mouth, and burst out laughing: "The deal is done, and it's useless to regret it now. Old man, congratulations on selling this broken toy for a high price! I said so, when someone is thirsty, there will naturally be fools who will send water."

  Xu Jingkai's face suddenly changed, and Wang Ke's words made him feel a bad premonition.

  Was Wang Ke acting before?

  But if he's really acting, then his acting skills are too high, right?

  Xu Jingkai looked at Wang Ke with a somewhat dull expression, then turned his head to look at the old man, before immediately lifting up the small bowl in his hand and examining it carefully.

  That's right!

  This small bowl has Feng Shui patterns on it, it can't be anything but an antique!

  Suddenly, he felt a "click" in his heart, and his whole body was icy cold.

  He suddenly thought that even if some antiques have Feng Shui arrays on them, they may not necessarily be magical instruments.

  Quickly focusing his energy, Xu Jingkai used his sensing technique once again to feel if there were any fluctuations of spiritual energy around him.

  One minute later, Xu Jingkai's face turned extremely ugly because he didn't feel the fluctuation of spiritual energy, which meant that the small bowl in his hand was not a magic tool at all.

  I've been cheated!

  Intense anger surged through Xu Jingkai's brain in an instant, feeling a blackness before his eyes, he almost fainted from rage.

  That still somewhat handsome face had become twisted with rage, to the point where he almost lost his reason and forgot that Wang Ke's fighting strength was very strong. In full view of everyone, he pounced at Wang Ke, even using the small bowl in his hand as a weapon to smash at him.

  "Bang..."

  In Wang Ke's dodge, the small bowl was smashed into pieces.

  As for Xu Jingkai's fist, Wang Ke did not dodge and instead welcomed it with a cold smile on his face, puffing out his chest.

  Bang...

  A dull thud came from Wang Ke's chest as he was struck by Da Zhong.

  "Everyone saw it! He was the one who started hitting people first, I had to defend myself!"

  Wang Ke let out a loud roar and stepped forward, swinging his fist heavily towards Xu Jingkai's nose.

  A crisp cracking sound of a nasal bone fracture, except for Wang Ke, no one else heard it.

  After the true energy filled his palm, Wang Ke slapped Xu Jingkai's face with a loud slap. He used a lot of force, so Xu Jingkai's body was sent flying four or five meters away before heavily smashing onto the cold concrete floor.

  A mouthful of blood spurted out, accompanied by several white teeth, and Xu Jingkai was almost knocked unconscious by Wang Ke's slap.

  Wang Ke did not continue to take action, just that one punch and slap, if it was considered legitimate self-defense, but if he knocked Xu Jingkai down and then chased after him to beat him up, that would no longer be considered legitimate self-defense. He absolutely could not give Xu Jingkai any handle to use against him, otherwise who knows how this vicious guy would take advantage of the situation to retaliate against him?

  Turning around to take a look at the old man, Wang Ke smiled and said: "Old man, let's go! You're holding so much money in your hand now, it's not safe. Why don't I take you to the bank to open an account? Or do you have a bank card yourself, put the money away?"

  Looking at the scene in front of him, the old man finally understood that Wang Ke's previous actions were actually helping him. Although he also used this method to make the young man who was beaten lose money, it was a ruthless move against his opponent, but overall, he was the one who benefited!

  His eyes showed gratitude, and he nodded: "I don't have a bank card on me right now, so I'll go get one!"

  Half an hour later, Wang Ke accompanied the old man who had no guard against him to walk out of the bank gate. However, just as the old man stepped down the first step, his aged body suddenly shook, and his face turned pale in an instant. His footsteps stopped in a moment, and his gaze was fixed on one of the young men with a cold smile below the steps who were obviously not good people.

  Wang Ke's eyebrows furrowed, and the old man's appearance made him suddenly look at the seven or eight young people on the steps below.

  Seven or eight young people, about twenty-four or five years old, each wearing strange and unusual clothes, with hair of all colors, giving off a hippie vibe.

  Turning his head, Wang Ke asked in confusion: "Old man, what's wrong with you?"

  The old man trembled, slowly raised his hand and pointed to a young man chewing on a toothpick below the steps, saying in a trembling voice: "He... he is my son."

  Son?

  Wang Ke's face changed, his gaze instantly locked onto the young man with a toothpick in his mouth and an evil smile on his face, his eyes extremely cold.

  "Wow, I'm telling you, Dad, you've really struck it rich! 800,000 yuan? Geez, I don't want too much, just give me 700,000 and I'll take my brothers out for a good time. That's all I need. You're not going to deny your own son this little bit of money, are you?"

  The young man thrust his hands into his pockets and walked up the steps with a swagger, before saying with a smile.

  The old man was so angry at his son's words that he trembled all over, pointing at his son with his finger and saying angrily: "Are you still my son? This is the money your mother used to save her life! I don't have a son like you, my son died early. Want money? Don't even think about it! I'd rather throw all this money away than give you a single cent!

  The young man sneered and hummed, "If you die, wouldn't I be able to inherit all your money? From yesterday till now, my brother and I have been following behind your butt, and we're so tired that our waists and backs ache. You won't give me any money? Do you think that's possible? Stop wasting words, hurry up and give me the money, or else I'll make sure you don't have a single penny left."

  An old man's eyes flowed with two lines of tears, he was so angry at his son's rascal appearance that he almost fainted. The last bit of hope he had originally had disappeared without a trace at this moment. What lingered in his heart was full of pain and desolation.

  For people like him who have lived for most of their lives, what's the point of all the hard work? Isn't it all just for their own children?

  But looking at his son in front of him who had become like this, he was almost heartbroken and hated to immediately bang his head against the wall.

  Wang Ke couldn't bear it anymore. He had previously heard the old man talk about this son and thought that maybe he was exaggerating, but now that he saw him with his own eyes, he really felt that it wasn't worth it for the old man to have raised such a good-for-nothing.

  Taking two steps down, Wang Ke looked at the young man with a cold expression and said: "I think God must be asleep, otherwise how could such a despicable person like you still exist in this world? Do you have any humanity left? He is your father, your biological father! You treat him like that? When the old man told me about you before, I was skeptical, but now looking at you, I finally believe it. You are a wolf cub that cannot be tamed, a white-eyed wolf who only knows how to suck the marrow from his parents' bones. If you have the ability, go and rob others! Why do you harm your own flesh and blood?"

  The young man was furious, staring at Wang Ke and shouting loudly: "Who the hell are you? What business do you have here? Don't be a busybody, or I'll beat you up! Get out of here!"

  After finishing this sentence, his angry eyes looked at the old man and shouted again: "You damned old thing, you actually slandered my reputation in front of others. Compensate me for my spiritual loss fee, reputation loss fee, 600,000 yuan, at least 600,000 yuan, otherwise I will break your legs."

  The old man quickly wiped away the tears on his face, almost bellowing: "Bastard, how did I give birth to a bastard like you? You won't get a single penny of this money. Your mother is still waiting for this money to save her life! Get out, from now on you're no longer my son. My son is dead, dead."

  The young man's face turned darker with anger and he strode towards the old man, clearly intending to snatch the bank card from his hand.

  Wang Ke took a step forward and stood directly in front of the young man, shouting sternly: "Get out of here, or I'll make you regret it."

  The young man looked at Wang Ke, who was standing tall and proud, and suddenly turned his head to shout at the six or seven companions behind him: "What are you guys still stunned for? This kid is meddling in other people's business, get rid of him! If we can't get money from this old guy today, all of you will have to follow me to drink northwest wind."