Chapter 352 - Killing Intent

In a luxurious garden villa hall, Long Aotian sat dominantly on a grand chair.

Standing before him were three people, two of whom were his personal bodyguards, with a middle-aged man in his forties in the center.

“Zhou Jianping, the reason you were urgently summoned to Hua Hai City is to deal with someone,” Long Aotian told the middle-aged man, “A Yang must have told you about that kid’s strength, right?”

Zhou Jianping, also the middle-aged man, said, “He did.

But, without seeing the person myself, I can’t be fully confident in taking him down.”

“Are you saying that even with A Yang and A Jian, you three can’t deal with Ye Fan?” Long Aotian said displeasedly, “What use is it for my Long family to spend so much money on you each year?”

At the Yonghui Club, not only had Ye Fan caused a great loss of face for him, but he had also lost fifty million to Ye Fan, which was a humiliation he couldn’t just swallow.

Therefore, he immediately made a call to bring an ancient martial arts expert from his family in the capital to deal with Ye Fan.

In his eyes, Ye Fan was merely an ant that could be crushed at will, and even for Li Zhaojun, while others might be wary because she was from the Li family, he wasn’t concerned at all.

So, after getting furious, he didn’t intend to continue playing dirty with Ye Fan and directly wanted to use his family’s power to crush him.

Zhou Jianping’s face showed difficulty and said, “Although we are all dark power experts, the difference in levels is significant.

Furthermore, the gap between light power and dark power is even larger, A Yang and A Jian won’t be able to help much.”

Although Long Aotian was displeased, he didn’t have much of a hold on Zhou Jianping, who was one of the most formidable ancient martial artists he could mobilize.

Unsatisfied with Zhou Jianping’s response, he didn’t immediately dismiss him.

“Alright.

My requirement is to cripple Ye Fan and then capture him alive before me,” Long Aotian said, “I want him to spit out that fifty million to the last penny!”

“If I can defeat him, I will follow through,” Zhou Jianping said.

Long Aotian felt another wave of displeasure, disliking the ancient martial artists nurtured by the family who, despite receiving a hefty sum from the family annually, still held arrogant attitudes, not completely submissive to his commands.

Even reaching a certain level of power, they would directly break away from Long family’s control.

He suppressed his displeasure and said, “Rest for tonight, someone will lead you to Ye Fan tomorrow.

You may leave now.”

Zhou Jianping saluted and then turned and left with big strides.

The next morning around nine, Ye Fan suddenly received a strange phone call.

“Ye Fan, right?

Step outside.” A slightly hoarse voice came through the phone.

Ye Fan frowned and asked, “Who are you?”

“Who I am isn’t important, what’s important is you’ll regret it if you don’t come out,” the voice said.

Ye Fan snorted disdainfully and said, “Cut it out, dumbass!”

Then he hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Ye Fan immediately dialed Nie Yuling’s mobile number.

Nie Yuling answered the call quickly.

“Yuling, immediately send some sharp people to keep an eye near the Emali Group, see if there are any suspicious persons,” Ye Fan said.

Since the primary activity area of the Qingmu Gang was in the Qingyang District where the Emali Group was located, if Nie Yuling sent someone by car immediately, they might be able to catch something.

“Okay,” Nie Yuling replied.

Hanging up the phone, Ye Fan pondered who might have made such a call.

After thinking for a while, he murmured, “Could it be Long Aotian?

The other night, I won five million from him, it makes sense he wouldn’t let it go without retaliation.”

While thinking, the phone rang again, still the same strange mobile number.

Ye Fan let the phone ring for a while before answering.

“Ye Fan, you’d better just come out, you can’t hide in some broken company,” that voice threatened.

Ye Fan replied sarcastically, “You sound so formidable.

If you’re capable, come in yourself.”

After saying this, he hung up the phone.

He wasn’t afraid, but he couldn’t possibly follow someone’s random call-out.

If that person called again, he would hang up directly.

In an alley near the Emali Group, a middle-aged man in his thirties with an earring stopped after making a series of calls.

He turned to Bodyguard A Yang and said, “Brother Yang, Ye Fan didn’t fall for it; he just won’t come out.”

Zhou Jianping scornfully said, “You think you can call someone out like that?

Who would be so foolish to just run out because of a phone call?

Do you know anything specific about Ye Fan’s background?

You have to use something he cares about to lure him out, like his family, girlfriend, or friends.”

“I don’t know,” the middle-aged man with an earring said, “I only know Ye Fan’s work address, residential area, and his mobile number.”

“Severely lacking information, let’s plan anew back at home.

A Yang, A Jian, let’s head back,” Zhou Jianping said.

As Zhou Jianping and his group departed, Ye Fan received a call from Nie Yuling.

“Brother Fan, we found a group of suspicious individuals,” Nie Yuling said over the phone, “They were lurking in an alley east of the Emali Group, then drove off.”

“Did your people capture any photos?” Ye Fan asked.

“Yes, and there’s also a short video.

I’ll send the photos and video to you right away,” Nie Yuling replied.

After hanging up, shortly, Ye Fan received seven or eight photos on his phone.

Ye Fan transferred the photos and video to his computer, then opened them and immediately identified the ancient martial arts bodyguard who had intended to intercept him the day he first encountered Long Aotian.

“Just as I thought, Long Aotian.

He’s really petty, hiring someone to harm me just because he lost fifty million.” Ye Fan thought to himself.

Then, a middle-aged man in his forties in the photos caught his attention.

“This one must be a dark power expert.”

Ye Fan immediately zoomed in on the image, observing Zhou Jianping’s features in conjunction with the video.

After a while, Ye Fan sneered and thought to himself, “Just a dark power early-stage expert.”

“Long Aotian, since you’re resorting to underhanded tactics against me, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Ye Fan coldly hummed.

Quickly shutting down the computer, Ye Fan immediately left the office and took the elevator to the underground parking lot.

Getting into his car, Ye Fan took out his phone and dialed a number.

Soon, the call connected, and a woman’s voice tinged with a hint of cold surprise came through the phone, “Boss!”

“Mo Shang, are you in front of the computer?” Ye Fan asked.

Mo Shang was an elite hacker at the Dragon Group, ranking among the top globally with her hacking skills.

It was she who had notified Ye Fan when his life was previously put up for bounty.

Later, when rescuing Lu Xiaoman from He Jiaqiang’s clutches, without Mo Shang’s hacking skills, he wouldn’t have been able to locate He Jiaqiang.

“I am,” Mo Shang answered.

“Good.

Immediately use phone tracking to find Long Aotian’s location in Hua Hai City from the capital, and let me know,” Ye Fan rapidly said, fury blazing in his eyes.