Shen Wu Zong
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A Hero
Modern Fourteen years ago, Ye Wentian came to a mysterious mountain village: There was a blind man in the village who had X-ray! There was a deaf man who could hear everything! There was a crippled man who could move very fast! There was a country doctor who had a unique medical skill! There is a widow who specializes in charming! There's a scientific researcher who specializes in ghost control, fortune telling and feng shui! All the dogs in the village understand human language! The street sweeper gave him an Imperial Order that was enough to shake the whole of Great Yan. ...... ............ As for the village chief, Ye Wentian didn't know what he knew, only that the villagers treated him respectfully and never dared to speak loudly. Fourteen years later, Ye Wentian gathered strengths of all the villagers, became the pride of the whole village, and returned to the city with the Imperial Decree! Revenge for revenge! I'm all-powerful, you can do whatever you want! What? You're a tough guy too? Then I can only - attack with the whole village!!!! He passed through all the flowers, and all the pieces are stained. When he looks back again, the beautiful women are all over the place. You might like
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She announced that Luca Moretti—an incompetent associate I'd almost fired three times—was the new Underboss and her partner in life.
Then, she kissed him. Deep and possessive, right in front of the entire Commission.
My heart didn't break; it simply stopped.
Luca smirked at me, wearing a suit that was too tight, while Serena looked at me with cold, dead eyes.
"Dante is the old guard," she told the crowd, dismissing me like a waiter. "We are moving in a new direction."
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But they forgot one crucial detail.
I was the Architect.
I had built the encrypted logistics system that kept the FBI in the dark. A system that required my specific biometric code every morning to function.
I didn't make a scene. I didn't scream. I simply placed the ring on a waiter's tray and walked out into the night.
Forty-eight hours later, the Vitiello empire was in a freefall. The accounts were frozen. The shipments were flagged.
My phone buzzed. It was Serena.
"Dante," she panicked, her voice trembling. "Fix it. Now."
I took a sip of my espresso and smiled at the chaos on the news.
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Serena. You fired the only pilot who knows how to fly the plane."