death of hope

Chapter 787 "Wild Growth" (203) Go for broke

"Drip drip drip!"

The urgent electronic ringing sound has been ringing for who knows how long, like a ghost urging my death.
Chen Xing lay on the dining table, waking up from his hangover. He opened his eyes and felt a splitting headache.
His sleeves were stained with his own vomit, and there were jars of "Red Sorghum" wine piled up around him.

I stood up shakily, feeling dizzy and holding onto the table to avoid falling:
"Waiter... pour me... a glass of water..."

No one answered him. The first floor hall of Chen's Restaurant was empty. The table piled with delicious food had not been cleared, and the floor was littered with overturned chairs and empty bottles of wine.

"Dad! Sister Hong! Sister A-Lin! Where is everyone?!"

Chen Xing's voice echoed in the empty restaurant. He leaned on the back of his chair and bent over to vomit again.
The communicator fell out of his shirt pocket, and once again it emitted the rapid electronic ring tone of "beep beep beep".

I picked it up in a daze, wiped it with the tablecloth and put it to my ear. Chen Hong's voice came from the receiver:

"Finally you answered the phone...Brother!"

"Hello... it's Xiaohong...

Don't be anxious, speak slowly, say it again, the signal is not good..."

As the unfortunate news came one after another, Chen Xing no longer needed hangover medicine and sobered up instantly;

"What?!
What the hell? !

Don't cry, I'll be there soon!"

Chen Xing slapped himself twice, his heart filled with regret:

"It's all my fault... I shouldn't have been so greedy..."

He grabbed the car keys, pushed open the door of the restaurant and ran out...

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The GT86 sports car sped along the highway, speeding and running red lights, directly crashing into the pole at the entrance of the parking lot and stopping downstairs of the hospital building.

The hospital lobby was filled with Sannokai members, all of whom were sighing and groaning, as if they had suffered a major setback.

We took the elevator to the 20th floor, where several doctors were discussing the patient's condition with an MRI. It didn't sound good.

Chen Hong was pacing in the corridor, and when she saw him coming, she threw herself into his arms, her clothes soaked with tears;
"Brother! You're finally here!"

"You are hurt?"

"It's just a minor wound, nothing serious."

"Um... what you said on the phone, is it really that serious..."

"You drank too much last night and didn't know that Ah Biao sent a message for help. The banquet was cancelled immediately. Dad personally led the team to support them. They encountered a large-scale ambush by the Kyokushin Group on Route 2.
After more than two hours of fierce fighting, the enemy retreated, leaving behind more than 80 bodies. At dawn, we received news that the young master had been kidnapped..."

"What about our losses..."

"There were over a hundred dead and countless injured. Sister A-Lin and I were slightly injured, but Dad was seriously injured... He bled a lot... He was hit by several bullets..."

At this point, Chen Hong hugged her brother and sobbed, unable to continue.

"Master, you're here," a trusted leader under Uncle Deng came over with a gloomy face and whispered to Chen Xing:

"Come here, your father is looking for you."

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The brother and sister came to the intensive care unit, where the hot-tempered Uncle Deng was yelling at his men. A martial artist's body was strong, and the seriously injured and dying old man's voice was still like thunder;
"Take this crap out of here! It's so damn unlucky!

What kind of gifts are these guys giving? Look at this fruit basket, it looks like a fucking wreath! I'm not dead yet!

It’s unlucky! Throw it out quickly! "

The leader winked at his henchman;

"You guys go out first and move all these gifts away. Don't make Uncle Deng unhappy." After everyone left, only the Chen brothers and sisters were left. The leader closed the door and stood guard at the door of the ward.

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Chen Xing walked to the bedside and looked at his father wrapped in bandages, not knowing what to say.

Chen Yideng holds his daughter Chen Hong's hand:
"Good boy, don't cry, your father is very strong and won't die~"

When he looked at Chen Xing, the old man immediately became angry and started to scold him:

"It's ok that Tetsuya was drunk, but how come you, his follower, also got confused with him?

I was busy with socializing last night and didn't notice you were so drunk that you fell on the table.
You were a drunkard in your previous life, right? You can't walk when you see alcohol! ? "

Chen Xing fell to his knees, feeling extremely regretful: "I know I was wrong..."

"kneel!

There's no point in you kneeling down! Our young master has been kidnapped!"

"Dad... stop shouting, the doctor said your injury..."

"What are you talking about? You're saying I'm going to die, right?!" Chen Yideng said angrily:

"Ah Xing, listen to me!
If I really die someday, it won’t be because of a bullet, but because of that kid Tetsuya, and you…

I was pissed off to death by you stupid guys!"

As he spoke, Uncle Deng coughed up blood and Chen Xing shed tears.

“Don’t cry!

Xiaohong is a girl, she can cry,
You are a man, you can't cry!"

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Chen Xing rubbed his eyes quickly: "Excuse me, A Biao, A Xu, Luan Tang and the others..."

Chen Yideng didn't wait for his son to finish and answered directly: "Dead! They are all dead!"

Chen Hong cried even harder. Chen Xing clenched his fists, stood up suddenly, and cursed:
"Kondo, you bastard! I will kill your entire family!"

"Silly boy, what's the point of you standing here in impotence and rage?!" Chen Yideng said with a wry smile:

"It's because there was a traitor in our Sannoh Club. Someone betrayed Tetsuya's whereabouts. Plus, you idiots got drunk, so that old thief took advantage of the situation and set up two ambushes to hit us right in the weak spot."

Chen Xing's teeth were clattering. "I will lead the team myself and go straight to the Kyokushin Group's lair!"

"Stupid boy, you only know how to be violent and ruthless, why don't you use your brain?" Chen Yideng said angrily, "Your young master is still in their hands!"

Chen Xingkong had a lot of martial arts skills but nowhere to use them. He waved his fists in helplessness and fury:

"Tell me, what should I do... Dad!"

"What else can I do? I've been forced into a desperate situation and can only show my trump card."

Chen Xing's eyes lit up: "Trump card...you mean...Senator Yano Tsunesaki?!"

"Humph, the stupid boy finally got smart for once.
I have contacted her, and old lady Shitino agreed to help. She seems to think highly of Tetsuya.

She said she would contact Sakura Corporation, the financial backer of Kyokushin Group, to see if they could get the person out.

But we can't hold out too much hope. After all, Toru has killed the descendants of old man Kondo Isao. Even if the sponsor speaks, it may not be of any use.

We have done what we should do, and what's left?

It all depends on whether Tetsuya is strong enough!"