The Mafia King's First Love

"Get me out of here," Wei coldly said to Fu Renshu.

"That will be impossible, Mafia King."

The officer who had arrested Wei came forward with a little blood sprayed on his shirt. He sneered. "We finally have the chance to watch the Mafia King rot in jail. Do you think it would be so easy to escape from here?"

Fu Renshu's gaze darkened. He tightened his grasp on the gun, but the officer clicked his tongue. "Tch. Tch. Don't be hasty, Assistant Fu. You should be careful with the gun or…"

Suddenly, a figure was thrown on the floor, and she yelped. Fu Renshu stood frozen.

"Meng Ya…" he sharply gasped.

Meng Ya trembled, and tears pooled in her eyes. Her knees hurt as the goon behind her pushed her.

"You fucking bastard!" Fu Renshu roared in anger. "How dare you touch her!?"

The officer sneered. "I can do much more to her if you don't keep the gun down."

Meng Ya exclaimed. "Renshu, you don't listen to him…" she cried. "Don't think about me and-"

"Shut up, bitch!" He pulled her hair, which was when Fu Renshu snapped. Hurting Meng Ya was like stepping on his tail. He was about to shoot him dead, but the other goon quickly put the gun on her temple. "If you don't want to see your lover dead, then throw the gun."

Fu Renshu immediately stopped. His eyes were blazing red in fury watching how they treated Meng Ya.

She hastily signaled not to get distracted. Fu Renshu quietly put the gun down and threw it away. She helplessly shut her eyes.

You idiot…

The officer smirked. "That's more like it."

Suddenly, he shot a bullet at Fu Renshu's thigh.

"Ugh!" He collapsed on his knee, gasping hard.

"Renshu!" Meng Ya's blood ran cold. Blood was dripping out of his wound. He was in a lot of pain, but Fu Renshu didn't show any of it. "Renshu…" her eyes ached as they burst into tears. She instinctively tried to rush towards him, but the goon had tightly held her.

"You don't go anywhere, bitch!"

Fu Renshu covered his wound with his palm, trying to stop the blood flow. "I am sorry...Boss…"

On the other hand, Wei looked expressionless. He watched the officer smirking at him.

"You know, Mafia King. I have the full authority to kill you now. You are the most wanted criminal. You are the most hated man in this whole country now. And your men started a war on the cops to help you escape. Many of the officers have died. Imagine the country's outrage right now. I can shoot a bullet right in your head and claim self-defense. The criminal had turned violent and wanted to escape. I had no choice but to pull my gun out. See? Nobody will have a doubt about your murder," he laughed.

Wei said nothing.

"Also, don't forget that your lovely ex-wife is with my Boss now. You do anything stupid and she…"

The light in his gaze flickered, and every trace of warmth disappeared from it.

"You are his prisoner now. Don't get your head in the clouds. Everything from the Underworld to your family belongs to him now. You will meet him soon too," he sneered. "So stay put, and don't do any stupidity. For the world, you will be in jail. But you will actually be our Boss's servant now. Do you understand?"

He said nothing.

The officer sighed. "Well then watch your assistant die. He is already dying from the blood loss…"

Fu Renshu's condition was indeed growing paler and paler.

"How about I relieve him from his suffering by shooting him in the head?"

"No!" Meng Ya shrieked. "D-Don't! You cannot kill him…" she shook in fear.

Wei finally parted his lips. "Okay."

The officer, Su Liao, and his underling exchanged glances. Then he laughed loudly. "Hahaha! Finally! Look at you. The arrogant Mafia King feels threatened hah! This is what you deserve! It will be so fun for the Boss to play with you. As he takes over everything, you can only watch everything crumble in front of your eyes."

He looked at the goon. "Go get this fucker treated. We will enjoy torturing hum once Boss comes. Until then, we need to keep them in a better condition. Put him and this bitch in the bars too with Jiang Wei. And then let them wait for their fate."

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Zhao Weisheng curiously stared at the woman in front of him, who seemed to be shocked and emotional at the same time. He felt like she wanted to say a lot of things, but she was too choked up to utter anything. He didn't understand why she looked at him as if she knew him.

Then his gaze fell at the young man beside her, and something flickered in his eyes. The young man, too, seemed to be puzzled as he studied him. It was as if he was mentally comparing him to somebody.

And he finally looked at the most important member in their group.

Qingqing.

Who was also scrutinizing him with great interest.

This human's smell is the same as that man!

Lihua covered her mouth and slowly walked towards him.

Zhao Weisheng asked, "How do you know my name?"

Tears streamed down her cheeks, making him widen his eyes.

"Grandpa…You are my Grandpa…"

Even your voice is the same as Wei! Oh God, I finally met him!

Zhao Weisheng furrowed his brows. "Grandpa?"

She suddenly jumped into his hug, much to his disbelief. He heard her soft sobs as she squeezed him. He felt his heart tighten, seeing her trembling figure.

"There, there…" he patted her head. "Don't cry."

Lihua cried even more because even his gentle pats were just like Wei and Jiang Weizhe. His soothing, deep voice reminded her of them.

"Will you tell me how you know me? I have been here for years, so I don't know you. It's impossible for me to meet you before."

Lihua sniffled and touched her nose. "But I know you. Grandma told me about you, and how she has been waiting for you for years. Jiang Xiuying.. The woman who you dearly loved."