22: Chapter 22 A stunningly beautiful, mature, and sexy socialite! I'm furious right now…

Zhou Liangan smiled and kissed Su Binglan on her snow-white, delicate cheek, "Sleep well, my dear!"

Su Binglan only felt darkness before her eyes, and then she immediately lost all consciousness.

Zhou Liangan, of course, had no interest in this kind of "dead fish."

The hands of the luxury watch on Zhou Liangan's wrist moved silently; he was timing it, his gaze falling heavily in the direction of the staircase.

Liang Zichen had drunk that glass of spiked juice; counting the time, the drug's effect should have kicked in by now.

Zhou Liangan was not in a hurry to act; he still patiently waited for ten minutes.

He knew deeply how formidable the Luck of a Child of Destiny was; any slight negligence could let the cooked duck fly away.

Once the ten minutes were up, Zhou Liangan stood up and stepped silently onto the solid wood staircase leading to the second floor.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up in response, and the warm yellow light outlined the contours of the closed doors on both sides.

He was unhurried and calm, pushing open the doors one by one to search, moving gently without making any unnecessary noise.

The first two rooms were both empty, and it wasn't until he pushed open the third door that Zhou Liangan saw Liang Zichen lying prone on the desk.

The youth was lying on the desk, his head pillowed on his arms, his back rising and falling slightly; he looked as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, completely defenseless.

But there was no relaxation in Zhou Liangan's eyes; on the contrary, he became increasingly vigilant.

He pulled a handkerchief soaked in potent sleeping pills from his pocket, clutched it in his palm, and made full preparations before lifting his feet and walking step by step toward the desk.

The sound of his footsteps was exceptionally clear in the silent room, approaching from afar, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

Just as Zhou Liangan's hand was about to touch Liang Zichen's shoulder, the youth who had been lying on the desk suddenly erupted into action!

A cold glint flashed; a dagger imbued with coldness, carrying a fierce wind, stabbed straight at Zhou Liangan's throat!

The speed and the tricky angle were nothing like someone who had been drugged with sleeping pills.

Zhou Liangan's pupils constricted slightly, but he felt no panic at all.

His body had long been completed with Elementary strengthening by the System; his strength, speed, and reaction time were all at levels unattainable by ordinary people, not to mention that he had clashed with Liang Zichen before and knew the kid's skills like the back of his hand.

At the critical moment, Zhou Liangan turned his body and tilted his head, barely dodging that fatal blow.

As he flipped his wrist, he also pulled a dagger from his own waist and parried with a backhand block. With a crisp "ding" sound, the two daggers collided, sparking tiny fragments of fire.

Zhou Liangan stood firmly, the veins on the hand holding the dagger pulsing slightly, and a cold smile emerged in his eyes, "It seems that you are even suspicious of your own mother?"

Liang Zichen missed his strike and quickly retreated two steps, putting distance between himself and Zhou Liangan.

The fingers holding the dagger turned white from the force; his eyes were filled with bone-chilling coldness, and his tone was extremely harsh, "That bitch actually got together with a bastard like you! She doesn't deserve to be my mother at all! If it weren't for the need to borrow her influence, I wouldn't have bothered acting like a filial son in front of her!"

His gaze swept over Zhou Liangan, hatred surging, mixed with a bit of unwillingness, "I didn't expect that bitch to actually be bewitched by you! To please you, she actually dared to drug me!"

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan gave a low laugh, his laughter carrying a touch of playfulness and a touch of mockery, "You should have obediently played your role, being an obedient, incompetent son, but you had to be clever. It seems I will just have to let you die in pain."

Liang Zichen's face turned livid instantly, the coldness in his eyes deepening. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Enough nonsense! Let's see what you've really got!"

Before the words faded, Liang Zichen exerted force with his feet, and his figure shot out like an arrow.

His arms sank, his fists clenched tight, and he assumed the opening stance of the Baji Fist.

The wind from his fist howled; with a Move of "Fierce Tiger Hard Mountain Climbing," carrying the force to split stone and break monuments, he smashed fiercely toward Zhou Liangan's chest.

This Baji Fist was a true ancient Martial Skill Legacy, which could be considered a Medium Grade Profound Rank Martial Skill. The Moves were rigid, fierce, and overbearing; an ordinary Martial Artist, if they encountered it, would likely not even be able to take a single Move.

But Liang Zichen's opponent was Zhou Liangan.

His body, strengthened by the System, had all functions far surpassing Liang Zichen's. Even though Zhou Liangan had never practiced any Martial Skill, his strong physical constitution alone was enough to crush the Child of Destiny before him.

The wind of the punch hit his face, but Zhou Liangan did not dodge or avoid it; while turning his body to avoid the vital point, he raised his hand and grabbed Liang Zichen's wrist.

His strength was immense, like iron pincers, squeezing Liang Zichen's wrist until it caused excruciating pain, causing his Moves to immediately falter.

The two began to grapple in the small room.

Liang Zichen's Moves were fierce, and his set of Baji Fist was performed with wind-whipping power, every Move aimed straight at vital points.

Zhou Liangan, however, was at ease; relying on speed and strength far exceeding his opponent, he parried every Move and occasionally counterattacked, making Liang Zichen flustered and chaotic.

After a few rounds, several wounds of varying depths had been added to Liang Zichen's body, blood soaking his clothes, the pain making cold sweat pour from his forehead.

He was shocked in his heart, unable to understand how he, possessing a Profound Rank Martial Skill, could be pushed to such a state by someone with no Moves or methodology.

Zhou Liangan caught an opening; taking advantage of the moment when Liang Zichen's old strength had just ended and new strength had not yet arisen, the cold light of the dagger in his hand flared, and he stabbed fiercely into Liang Zichen's side!

"Ugh!"

Liang Zichen let out a muffled groan, his face turning deathly pale, and his body staggered back several steps.

He looked down at the dagger stuck in his waist, feeling his vitality rapidly fading, and only one thought remained in his heart—escape!

As long as the green hills remain, there is no need to worry about firewood!

Liang Zichen gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, and let the blood gush out.

Ignoring his injury, he turned and rushed toward the door, almost crawling as he scrambled out of the room and ran down the stairs.

Zhou Liangan chased after him closely, but when he rushed to the entrance on the first floor and pushed open the door to look, the night outside was deep, and where could Liang Zichen's figure be on the empty street?

Zhou Liangan stood at the door, his brows tightly locked; after pondering for a moment, he ultimately stopped his steps.

It was not that he didn't want to chase, but he could not chase.

Now that Spiritual Qi had not yet recovered, this world was still a modern society governed by law.

If he really chased and killed him in the street, making it known to everyone, once the matter fermented on the internet, the pressure of public opinion would be enough to make the Zhou Family stressed and exhausted.

Even if the Zhou Family could use connections to change his identity and get him out, it would at least waste half a month.

More importantly, Liang Zichen carried great Luck, and at this moment, he would surely have a flash of inspiration; even if he chased him down, he might not be able to successfully kill him, and instead, it might cause complications.

A trace of viciousness flashed in the depths of Zhou Liangan's eyes, but he felt no panic at all.

He took out his phone and quickly dialed a number.

The call was connected quickly, and a female voice came from the other end.

Zhou Liangan was concise and to the point, explaining the general course of events, and then sent over all of Liang Zichen's identity information.

His tone was grave, carrying an unquestionable command, "Mom, at any cost, capture Liang Zichen alive!"

Su Wanyun on the other end of the phone gave a light laugh, her tone carrying a bit of doting and a bit of decisive killing intent, "Rest assured, Mom will definitely help you catch that kid and bring him back for you to deal with."

"Hmm." Zhou Liangan responded and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, the full fury in Zhou Liangan's heart could no longer be suppressed.

His plan seemed seamless, but in reality, it still had flaws.

After all, Liang Zichen was a Child of Destiny, with extremely sharp observation skills, and since this was Su Binglan's first time doing such drugging business, it was inevitable that her expression would show flaws, and it was reasonable for Liang Zichen to notice.

Zhou Liangan took a deep breath, suppressed the irritation in his heart, turned and walked back into the room, and with a "bang," slammed the door shut.

His gaze landed on the sofa, where Su Binglan was still slumped, her consciousness half-dreaming and half-awake, her face pale.

Zhou Liangan's face instantly went cold; he took a bucket of ice cubes from the refrigerator and mixed them into fresh water.

Zhou Liangan walked to the sofa and splashed the ice water from the bucket fiercely onto Su Binglan's body.

He grabbed Su Binglan's long hair.

The force was so great that Su Binglan woke up instantly from the pain; she opened her eyes abruptly, and what met her eyes was Zhou Liangan's face, which was covered in frost.

Su Binglan's delicate body couldn't help but tremble violently, her eyes filled with terror...

Zhou Liangan is very angry now!