Chapter 50 - Damn it

Fang Nanxiang drove the Mercedes and brought Ye Chenfeng back to the gates of the Zhao family villa; whenever Fang Nanxiang came back before, the iron gate would be opened by security, but today Fang Nanxiang honked the horn several times, yet the iron gate remained motionless.“Mr.

Ye, please stay seated.

I’ll get out of the car and check the situation,” Fang Nanxiang said as he stepped out of the vehicle.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t have the patience to wait idly in the car.

As soon as his foot stepped out of the door, he felt locked onto by a killing intent.

His Soul Force immediately surged, sensing the source of the killing intent, and he quickly noticed something amiss.

On a large tree twenty meters to his right, a sniper with a machine gun was squatting!

It was fortunate that his Soul Force had broken through to the Third Level, enhancing his awareness of danger by five or six times compared to before.

If his Soul Force had still been at the Second Level, chances were he might have had his head blown off without even realizing what had happened!

The sniper squatting on the tree branch aimed at Fang Nanxiang, feeling that Fang Nanxiang posed a much greater danger than the pretty-faced Ye Chenfeng.

Naturally, he chose to deal with Fang Nanxiang first.

Ye Chenfeng pretended to tie his shoelace as he crouched down and picked up a small stone from the ground.

As he stood up, he pushed his Third Level Soul Force to the limit and with a strong flick of his hand, the small stone shot towards the sniper on the tree branch like a bullet.

With a “putt”, the stone accurately embedded itself in the sniper’s forehead.

That sniper instantly lost his vitality and fell from the tree trunk.

Ye Chenfeng walked over and picked up the machine gun from the sniper.

The commotion here had caught Fang Nanxiang’s attention; when he ran over and saw the sniper lying lifeless on the ground, his surprise was evident.

He asked, “Mr.

Ye, what, what happened here?”

“Just now, this sniper was probably ready to take us out, but I dealt with him first.

I suspect something has definitely gone wrong inside the Zhao family villa,” Ye Chenfeng speculated.

Fang Nanxiang looked at Ye Chenfeng with disbelief.

Having once been an elite member of the special forces, he hadn’t sensed any danger at all?

Had it not been for Ye Chenfeng, he knew his own fate could very well have been death.

“Mr.

Ye, what should we do next?” Fang Nanxiang subconsciously regarded Ye Chenfeng as the leader.

“Big Brother Fang, I think there are people lying in ambush in the villa’s garden.

If we rashly barge in, our bodies will likely be riddled with bullets like a honeycomb,” Ye Chenfeng said, while his eyes continuously scanned the surroundings.

His gaze suddenly fixated on a large tree not too far away, and he quickly said, “Brother Fang, you just stand here and wait for me.

I have a way to deal with the ambush inside.”

Ye Chenfeng ran towards the big tree and leaped onto the trunk in a few bounds; from atop the trunk, he could clearly see the entire garden of the villa.

He saw five black-clad figures with rifles crawling in the grass, while the original bodyguards of the Zhao villa had already been shot through the head, lying in pools of blood.

Ye Chenfeng aimed the machine gun in his hands at the five black-clad figures crawling in the grass and fired five consecutive shots; the five bullets flew out like shooting stars.

“Putt!

Putt!

Putt!

Putt!

Putt!—”

The shots accurately pierced the heads of the five men, and because the gun was fitted with a silencer, it didn’t make much noise.

Ye Chenfeng scrutinized the surroundings once more to ensure that there were no ambushes left in the villa’s garden before he agilely leaped down from the tree.

“Brother Fang, the ambush in the garden is cleared; we can go in now.” Ye Chenfeng vaulted over the iron gate and flipped into the villa’s garden in just a few moves.

Fang Nanxiang followed closely behind Ye Chenfeng.

When he flipped over into the villa and saw the black-clad men in the bushes all with their heads blown off by a single shot, he looked at Ye Chenfeng with eyes full of admiration, realizing that this young man was incredibly awesome.

Not only were his medical skills and agility impressive, but his marksmanship was also ridiculously accurate.

Perhaps even the sharpshooters in the special forces he used to be part of weren’t as accurate as Ye Chenfeng.

“Brother Fang, there might still be ambushes inside the villa!

We need to proceed with caution,” Ye Chenfeng reminded.

Fang Nanxiang nodded and said, “Don’t worry, Mr.

Ye, I absolutely won’t become a burden to you.”

Fang Nanxiang picked up a rifle from the hands of the dead men in black. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ N(o)vᴇl(F)ire.nᴇt

The moment the rifle was in his hands, the hot blood in his body boiled once again, as if time had brought him back to the days when he and his comrades went on missions.

In his heart, he still preferred that life of dangerous thrill, and he longed to enhance his strength.

Ye Chenfeng and Fang Nanxiang entered the villa’s main hall with utmost caution.

The hall was very quiet, devoid of any people, and Ye Chenfeng did not sense any danger either.

Ye Chenfeng’s first thought was to check the second floor room to see if his Yun Teng Mushrooms were intact.

When he received the distress call from his uncle, he had left the Yun Teng Mushrooms in his room, thinking he would be back soon anyway.

With the gun aimed forward and bending over cautiously, he ventured to the room where he had stayed for one night without encountering any danger.

Upon opening the door and seeing the Yun Teng Mushrooms scattered on the floor, trampled and crushed, rage instantly surged in his heart.

Those Yun Teng Mushrooms were meant to be used for enhancing his strength, and for him, increasing his power was of the utmost priority—how dared someone crush his Yun Teng Mushrooms?

Wasn’t this thwarting his efforts to become stronger?

“Who the hell is it?

Who the hell is it?

, damn it, damn it.”

Fang Nanxiang, who stood behind Ye Chenfeng, broke out in a cold sweat.

At this moment, an overwhelming aura emanated from Ye Chenfeng, causing Fang Nanxiang to feel like he couldn’t breathe.

Just how terrifying was Ye Chenfeng’s strength?

Fang Nanxiang had already made an estimate of Ye Chenfeng’s strength, but his performance kept exceeding all expectations, time and time again.

The one who had crushed the Yun Teng Mushrooms was none other than Wan Kai.

After taking control of the Zhaos, he had visited Ye Chenfeng’s room.

Upon seeing the Yun Teng Mushrooms on the bed, indignation surged in his heart and, without any hesitation, he cast the mushrooms down onto the floor, trampling them into a mess.

Meanwhile, in Zhao Wanting’s room.

Wan Kai sat patiently on a chair, watching Zhao Wanting gradually getting consumed by the poison, waiting for her to beg him with her own words.

Zhao Wanting felt unbearable pain inside her body, her last strand of consciousness desperately holding on, determined not to surrender, to beg Wan Kai, that beast.

Her eyes filled with despair, the image of Ye Chen emerged in her mind, and she couldn’t help thinking, “Will he show up?”