Chapter Thirteen: Strange Objectives

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  There was someone in the broken house, and in order not to startle the snake by hitting the grass, Guo Zhengyang did not directly climb over the wooden door surrounded by the old courtyard, but instead lay on his side on the cement wall to observe.

  Inside this cement wall is another family, after lying on the wall and seeing that there was no one in the yard, Guo Zhengyang climbed over. Then he quickly approached another courtyard wall along the corner of this courtyard, and the courtyard separated by the wall was the courtyard inside the wooden door.

  He climbed up the wall again and looked inward from the edge, what he saw was a messy world with weeds growing wildly. In the depths of the old courtyard were three tile-roofed houses, the roofs of which had already lost tiles, occasionally revealing wooden beams, broken beyond repair. After listening carefully for a moment, he roughly confirmed that the voices he heard earlier came from inside the tile house, and the idea in his mind also pointed to the interior of the tile house.

  "It's strange, although there are people inside, this courtyard is so dilapidated, the door lock is rusty, and the tile-roofed house has already exposed the sky. What kind of person would be living here?" A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, and Guo Zhengyang observed for a moment before climbing down the wall and sliding down along it.

  He had taken a Wind Flower Pill, and now in the early stages of gathering spirit, he had also traveled a great distance. His physical strength was more than seven or eight times that of an ordinary person, so doing these things was easy for him. Silently slipping into the broken courtyard, Guo Zhengyang quickly tiptoed silently closer to the tile house. As he got closer, the sounds inside the house became clearer and fell into Guo Zhengyang's ears.

  "Got it? How much?"

  "Five million? Alright! Alright! You come back quickly."

  ……

  "Brother Yu, did you really get it?"

  "Ah, five million."

  "Really? Haha, five million ah, we've sent it out, but what about this kid?"

  "What to do? Hehe, kill."

  ……

  As the words fell into his ears, Guo Zhengyang also stuck to the windowsill of the tile house and peeked inside. Soon, he saw a handsome young man wearing a suit tightly bound by ropes to a chair, with a rag stuffed in his mouth. On either side of him were two men with joyful expressions, one of whom held a gleaming dagger in his hand, suppressing his emotions and laughing softly.

  "Then let's just kill him, and we'll leave Mingchuan City without anyone knowing." Another man wearing a jacket also snickered, unable to contain his excitement as he rubbed his fists together. The brief conversation left the young man tied up in the chair with a pale face.

  However, apart from his pale face and slight trembling body, the young man didn't show much other expression, and surprisingly, he still seemed to have some calmness, especially in his eyes.

  Is this a kidnapping for ransom, and then murder after getting the ransom?

  Finally understood the general situation, Guo Zhengyang's face also became strange, because he really didn't expect to rush over along with his thoughts and encounter such a scene.

  But it's also said that in such a dilapidated courtyard, someone would hide here, and even if they encountered something extraordinary, it could still be understood.

  At the same time, Guo Zhengyang's mind also changed suddenly, turning into a familiar scene.

  Kill him and there will be great benefits!

  And this time, the target of her intention was the long-haired man who held a dagger and smiled lowly.

  The target was actually a kidnapper, and one who had succeeded in extorting money and was now preparing to kill the hostage... Looking at the situation inside the house, Guo Zhengyang rubbed his chin, his expression strange.

  When Guo Zhengyang felt something was off, the situation in the room changed again. The long-haired man holding a dagger sneered and pressed the blade against the face of the man in the suit. "Hun Shao, I'm sure you never thought it would come to this today. You're Hun Shao, the famous one from Mingchuan, yet you've fallen into my hands, a nameless nobody. Next year on this day will be your memorial day, but probably no one will even know where to go to pay their respects."

  With a cold smile, the long-haired man's dagger was still sliding back and forth on Yun Shao's face, as if waiting to savor something. Yun Shao's expression indeed became paler and his body trembled more violently, he slowly closed his eyes as if waiting for death.

  But this situation made the long-haired man pause, and then he chuckled and said, "I didn't expect it, I didn't think you'd be so stubborn even when you're about to die, not even a hum?"

  As he spoke, the long-haired man suddenly stretched out his other hand and pulled out a small bundle of cloth from his mouth. "Considering we're host and guest for now, if you have any last words, feel free to say them out loud. Who knows, I might get inspired and help you make it happen."

  It's clear that the long-haired man is not in a hurry to kill anyone now, but rather seems to be teasing the hostage with a playful attitude.

  It wasn't until then that Yu Shao suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the long-haired man with anger in his eyes.

  "Brother Yu, just kill him with one knife and be done with it. Otherwise, if we drag this out for too long...” Looking at the calm reaction of the young man, and then glancing at the long-haired man, there was a flash of anxiety in the eyes of the jacketed man. It seemed that he didn't have a carefree attitude, but rather some urgency, as if he feared that if they dragged this out for too long, something unexpected would happen.

  But it's also true that kidnapping and extortion followed by murder is a normal source of anxiety for anyone who isn't an old hand at this sort of thing.

  "What are you afraid of? We've brought this kid from Mingchuan and tied him up here, who would know where he is? His people will be looking for him in the city, we're safe. I've been running errands for him for years, but when I'm in trouble, he won't even lend me a little money. Isn't that forcing me to tie him up? Damn it, hundreds of millions mean nothing to you, but you want to watch me go down the wrong path. Now I'll let you die with these hundreds of millions... Haha..."

  Just as the jacket man finished speaking, the long-haired man turned around and scolded him, then spoke harshly to Rong Shao, his face full of sinister smile. With a swift slash of his hand, he cut a wound on Rong Shao's face, skin splitting open.

  But unexpectedly, Yu Shao was cut by this knife and yet he endured the pain without making a sound.

  "Hmph, you're still so arrogant, but wait and see if you can still be arrogant in a bit. Old Three will arrive from the city in a few hours, a few hours is enough for me to dig a hole in this broken house, throw you in, and pierce a few unimportant blood vessels on your body, letting you watch yourself slowly bleed to death in the hole. Don't worry, I've prepared everything, just sprinkle some stuff around here later and the smell of your blood will be covered up...”

  Looking at Yun Shao who still didn't make a sound, Chang Fa Nan smiled again, his words making Yun Shao's face suddenly turn pale and ashen, his body also starting to shake violently. But he still gritted his teeth and remained silent, only staring fiercely at Chang Fa Nan.

  This made the long-haired man furious, and in his fury, he grabbed a dagger and was about to stab Xun Shao's body, "Damn it, you're still pretending to be a big shot, I'll see how long you can keep this up!"