Chapter 91: My Name is Fang Bai

Fang Bai had only intended to force the sedan to stop, yet he had never expected such a result.Of course, this was a result he was quite pleased to see.

He smiled silently, tossing the two guns in his hands into the Bihe River, then walked over to the overturned sedan.

The two people inside the car were injured, but their breathing and heartbeat were not weak, indicating that their injuries were not serious.

A moment later, the car door was pushed open from the inside, and a bloody Hungry Wolf along with the driver struggled to climb out.

Both men sat on the ground, leaning against the car, wiped the blood off their faces, and breathed heavily, looking thoroughly shaken.

"Why aren’t you running now?"

Fang Bai squatted down, looking at Hungry Wolf with a mocking gaze.

Hungry Wolf looked up at Fang Bai, his eyes filled with despair, irritation, and unwillingness.

The driver beside him only showed fear.

"Could you tell me, who wanted to cripple my hands and feet?"

Knowing he had no way to escape, Hungry Wolf sighed and asked.

"Originally, I was planning to cripple your hands and feet, but just now I changed my mind,"

Fang Bai looked coldly at Hungry Wolf and said word by word, "I want your life!"

Facing Fang Bai’s murderous gaze, Hungry Wolf’s pupils suddenly constricted, and he involuntarily shuddered.

He was certain Fang Bai was telling the truth, and it was not just to scare him.

"What will it take for you to spare me?"

Hungry Wolf took a deep breath, forcing himself to stay calm.

He knew that the more critical the situation, the more he needed a calm mind in order to negotiate with the other party and seek a chance for survival during the negotiation.

Fang Bai shook his head, "I won’t spare you."

Hungry Wolf stared at the eyes behind Fang Bai’s devilish mask and said, "I’ll give you ten million, let me go."

When he said "ten million," he noticed that Fang Bai’s eyes didn’t waver in the slightest, which told him his offer was too low.

"Thirty million, how about that?"

Hungry Wolf immediately raised his offer.

Fang Bai laughed, "Although I like money, I won’t take your dirty money. Taking it would bring a lot of trouble. Though I’m not afraid of trouble, I don’t want to attract it needlessly. So... you’d better die!"

Fang Bai stood up, grabbed Hungry Wolf by the collar, astonishingly lifting him up, and then strode towards the edge of the iron bridge.

"One hundred million! I’ll give you one hundred million! Please spare me!"

Hungry Wolf seemed to anticipate what Fang Bai was about to do, and could no longer keep calm. He tried to struggle, only to find his limbs wouldn’t move; he knew Fang Bai had done something to him, leaving him with no choice but to scream desperately.

Fang Bai paid no attention to Hungry Wolf and continued to stride forward, swiftly reaching the iron bridge’s railing.

Leaning over to look down, right below his feet were the surging waters of the Bihe River.

The waters of the Bihe River were deep and the currents swift; throwing Hungry Wolf, whose acupoints were sealed and unable to move for two hours, down from here, there was no possibility of survival.

The rain continued to fall, and the wind was still strong. Illuminated by the streetlights on the bridge, the driver of Hungry Wolf watched Fang Bai’s retreating figure, and the fear in his eyes turned into ferocity.

He reached into his coat and drew out a handgun, then took aim at Fang Bai’s back. Follow current novels on novᴇl(ꜰ)ire.ɴet

As long as he could kill Fang Bai and save Hungry Wolf, he would have made a great contribution. From then on, Hungry Wolf would consider him a confidant and entrust him with important tasks. At that time, like other senior members of the "Hungry Wolf Group," he would have money and women at his disposal.

Thinking of this, the driver’s fierce gaze filled with even more excitement and fanaticism.

Just as the driver was about to pull the trigger, Fang Bai, standing by the iron bridge’s railing, suddenly flicked his left hand.

Whoosh—

A throwing knife turned into a streak of white light, piercing through the heavy rain, and lightning-fast, it embedded itself in the driver’s throat.

The driver’s eyeballs bulged, a guttural "Gah gah" sound emanated from his throat, he convulsed on the ground for a moment, then fell silent.

The throwing knife had been taken from Hungry Wolf by Fang Bai, who didn’t hesitate to use it when he noticed the driver’s unusual movements behind him.

Fang Bai hadn’t intended to kill the driver, but the man had courted death himself, and so Fang Bai had no choice but to send him to meet the King of Hell.

If Hungry Wolf could have seen Fang Bai in action, he would have realized that his own much-prided throwing knife technique was a joke in comparison.

"If you’re willing to answer a question, I can grant you a more dignified death; otherwise, I’ll throw you into the river to feed the fish!" Fang Bai said indifferently to Hungry Wolf, whom he was holding up with one hand, "Who sent you ’Hungry Wolf Group’ to deal with me?"

"You?"

Hungry Wolf stared fixedly at the eyes behind the demon mask, asking, "Who are you?"

"My name is Fang Bai."

Fang Bai removed the demon mask to let Hungry Wolf see his face, then put the mask back on and smiled, "Do you remember now?"

"It’s you... so it was you... had I known, we never should have taken this job! Now it’s too late..."

Knowing that he was certainly going to die today, Hungry Wolf didn’t beg for mercy. But he would rather die from a knife to the throat like the driver than be thrown into the river to be fish food, so he chose to answer Fang Bai’s question.

He let out a pained laugh and said, "All I know is the man who wants you dead is called ’Black Panther’... ’Black Panther’ transferred a sum of money to our ’Hungry Wolf Group’ account once, instructing us to cripple your hands and feet, so I sent Tu Fu to do the job... In our business, we take people’s money to rid them of their troubles. As for who ’Black Panther’ is, we really don’t know..."

Fang Bai nodded, knowing Hungry Wolf was telling the truth.

He lowered Hungry Wolf, placed his left palm on Hungry Wolf’s chest, and a surge of True Yuan burst forth from his palm, directly shattering Hungry Wolf’s heart meridian.

Hungry Wolf’s heart stopped beating at once, his face contorted with pain a few times, then he died with an expression of release.

Fang Bai didn’t linger at the scene, turned, and whizzed away, vanishing into the layers of rain in an instant.

He wasn’t worried about leaving any traces because tonight’s gale and downpour would wash away everything.

The next morning, the news of Hungry Wolf’s death spread through Zhongzhou’s underworld. The impact this time was much greater than Tu Fu’s death.

With the death of Hungry Wolf, the "Hungry Wolf Group" was headless. The other leaders could not command respect, which inevitably led to internal strife and triggered another reshuffling of Zhongzhou’s underworld.

In just a few days, the once-powerful "Hungry Wolf Group" was devoured by other forces, completely erased from Zhongzhou’s underground world.

This news reached Zhongzhou City Police Station, where the officers clapped and cheered. Tang Wenrou, who worked in the Serious Crime Division, felt a great burden lifted.

Over the years, the Serious Crime Division had accumulated numerous major cases, many of which pointed to the "Hungry Wolf Group."

Since Tang Wenrou took over as head of the Serious Crime Division at Zhongzhou City Police Station, she had been wanting to take action against the "Hungry Wolf Group," but was frustrated by the lack of conclusive evidence, always feeling stifled.

Now, with the boss of the "Hungry Wolf Group" dead, and its members scattered like monkeys without a leader, a great scourge was removed from Zhongzhou.