"Boss, something's wrong..."
Three subordinates armed with firearms pushed open the iron gate and rushed in. Before the first one could finish speaking, a figure suddenly appeared. A dog-leg saber directly slit the throat of the first subordinate to enter, then the second was stabbed through the heart. The third behind him's eyes widened, and he finally reacted, fumbling to raise the rifle slung over his shoulder towards Wan Yunting...
However, before he could pull the trigger, Wan Yunting grabbed the barrel of the gun and yanked it. The young Black man was dragged in, and with a sweep of his dog-leg saber, blood spurted out. With a thud, the three drug dealer subordinates fell to the ground, two clutching their slit throats, and the third clutching his chest. In his final moments, he convulsed violently...
Jiang Wenhao, standing by, was stunned. As expected of his teacher, he could deal with three drug dealers in under three seconds...
Outside, gunshots continued. It was the bodyguard, Qiao Jie Si, leading fifteen fully armed bodyguards in four Range Rover vehicles towards the main entrance of the Feimeng Auto Scrapyard, unleashing a furious barrage of fire at the drug dealers who were having a party. Eleven guns pointed at them, spewing bullets...
The drug dealer subordinates gathered at the entrance, who were drinking and dozing off, were caught completely off guard. They had thought Qiao Jie Si and his men were also part of their own. The sudden onslaught from Qiao Jie Si caused over a dozen subordinates to fall.
Inside the workshop office, Liao Zhi Xian, Lei Mu, and Fu Lan Ke heard the gunshots outside and immediately got up, drawing their pistols and rushing out. The subordinates outside had also recovered and were exchanging fire with Qiao Jie Si's men.
"Damn it, who dares to attack us?"
Fu Lan Ke, Liao Zhi Xian, and the other minor bosses stood at the workshop entrance, observing the situation. They then sent three subordinates to notify their boss. Liao Zhi Xian snatched an assault rifle from a subordinate and ran out, cursing, "Whoever it is, kill them first..."
Fu Lan Ke and Lei Mu, along with their subordinates, organized their men to charge out. Qiao Jie Si, blinded by rage for his brother, did not lose his reason. He knew their objective was to draw the attention of the drug dealers in the workshop, allowing Lucy to rendezvous with their boss.
"Go, go, go..."
Seeing countless people rush out of the scrapyard, Qiao Bu Si immediately ordered the drivers to turn around and leave. They fired their guns at the pursuing drug dealers behind them.
"Damn it, hurry up and get in the cars and chase them..."
Liao Zhi Xian and the others saw Qiao Jie Si's four Range Rovers turn and leave. Enraged, they waved their hands, signaling their subordinates to get into their cars and pursue. Along the way, the two sides shot at each other, bullets whistling through the night sky, beautiful as shooting stars streaking through the darkness...
In the workshop office on the first basement level, Wan Yunting stood at the door, observing the corridor. He confirmed no one was coming, and the gunshots outside were growing louder and further away. The chaotic footsteps above told him that Lucy had indeed managed to divert the attention of the drug dealers upstairs.
"Wenhao, let's go quickly."
Wan Yunting turned back and led Jiang Wenhao away from there.
"What about him?"
Jiang Wenhao pointed at Bei Er Te, who was hanging from an iron rack, needles in his body, his skin flushed red, and a bloody gash on his thigh. Bei Er Te's face was deathly pale, his acupuncture points sealed by Wan Yunting's needles, causing him to sweat profusely. The man was utterly exhausted, gasping for air weakly...
With a swift movement, Wan Yunting's saber flashed, and he severed Bei Er Te's manhood. Jiang Wenhao recoiled in shock, stepping back two paces. Watching Bei Er Te cry out in pain but unable to make a sound, his body writhing, and his severed manhood on the ground, Jiang Wenhao couldn't help but swallow. "Teacher, you are truly ruthless..."
"Who told him his was bigger than mine!"
Wan Yunting dropped the dog-leg saber, looking at Bei Er Te's severed manhood on the ground. Jiang Wenhao was speechless.
It was a shame that there was no time to force Bei Er Te to speak and obtain the identity of the true mastermind behind the Qun Long Group...
"Let's go..."
Wan Yunting tossed Jiang Wenhao a pistol. He picked up an assault rifle from a fallen Black subordinate, then retrieved two grenades from another. Jiang Wenhao looked puzzled. Without a word, Wan Yunting grabbed him and they cautiously moved out of the office and into the corridor...
By this time, most of the drug dealer subordinates upstairs had been drawn away by Qiao Jie Si and his men.
However, a contingent of subordinates remained to guard the workshop. They had no idea that Wan Yunting was in the basement rescuing someone and had tortured their boss.
Wan Yunting and Jiang Wenhao crept through the basement corridor. They passed a door to the drug storage warehouse. Wan Yunting kicked the iron door open and walked in. A vast space filled with crates of drugs greeted them. In a corner, numerous firearms, grenades, and even a few rocket launchers were piled up.
"Wenhao, take a few too."
Wan Yunting handed two grenades to Jiang Wenhao, who was guarding the entrance, and then pocketed a few more himself. He pulled the pin on a grenade and unhesitatingly tossed it into the armory. He then quickly moved out, dragging Jiang Wenhao, and they ran with all their might. "Let's go..."
*Boom...!*
A series of violent explosions erupted, causing the dozens of drug dealers in the adjacent drug manufacturing workshop to scream. The entire floor instantly collapsed.
The subordinates guarding the workshop upstairs were startled by the sudden, intense explosions from the basement. They instinctively ducked to the ground, staring in panic at the entrance to the first basement level. These subordinates then reacted, raising their guns nervously and approaching the entrance.
The next second, two grenades were thrown out, rolling to the feet of the drug dealer subordinates. One of them stared wide-eyed at a grenade...
*Boom! Boom!*
Two loud bangs, accompanied by screams.
"Go..."
Wan Yunting, holding an assault rifle, rushed out with Jiang Wenhao, firing at the stunned drug dealer subordinates outside who had been dazed by the two grenades.
*Bang, bang, bang...*
In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so subordinates guarding the workshop were instantly eliminated by Wan Yunting and Jiang Wenhao.
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the scrapyard, Fu Lan Ke had not gone to pursue Qiao Jie Si with Liao Zhi Xian and Lei Mu. Upon hearing the massive explosions from the workshop, Fu Lan Ke immediately realized something was wrong, shouting, "Damn it, hurry back..."
Having dealt with the subordinates upstairs, Wan Yunting did not linger. He grabbed Jiang Wenhao and, while fending off the pursuing drug dealer subordinates, directed Jiang Wenhao to enter from the left side of the workshop. Lucy and two other bodyguards had already parked their car by the west side of the scrapyard. Hearing the intense gunshots from inside, Lucy became extremely anxious...
"Wenhao, this way, quickly..."
Wan Yunting, fully focused, directed Jiang Wenhao's escape route while returning fire at Fu Lan Ke, who was chasing them from behind. Seeing the fallen subordinates in the workshop, Fu Lan Ke knew they had fallen into a trap and began a full-scale search for Wan Yunting with his men.
The auto scrapyard was vast. Wan Yunting, dragging the injured and panting Jiang Wenhao, moved towards the west, weaving through the abandoned cars, occasionally exchanging fire with the pursuing drug dealer subordinates.
Lucy, waiting anxiously, heard the gunshots getting closer and immediately ordered the two fully armed bodyguards to go and assist.
"Quick, quick..."
As Wan Yunting pulled Jiang Wenhao out, he saw the two bodyguards arrive and told them to quickly get Jiang Wenhao into the car. Wan Yunting held his assault rifle and hit the two pursuing drug dealer subordinates. After emptying his magazine, he discarded the gun.
"Go..."
Seeing Jiang Wenhao safely in the car, Wan Yunting couldn't afford to engage further with the drug dealers. He told the driver bodyguard to get out, and he himself took the wheel of the Range Rover, hitting the accelerator and speeding away. Simultaneously, he turned off all the car's lights and plunged into the darkness.
"Quick, quick, drive and chase them..."
Fu Lan Ke rushed out and watched the car ahead, with no headlights, disappear into the darkness. Although the night was not completely dark and visibility was about twenty meters, Wan Yunting, with his peculiar eyes, could see clearly in the dark like a night-vision device, which was why he had turned off the lights.
By the time Fu Lan Ke ordered his subordinates to chase, Wan Yunting had driven so far that they couldn't see his car's trace with their naked eyes. Fu Lan Ke was furious, cursing, and could only drive in the direction Wan Yunting had taken to search for him.
However, Wan Yunting changed directions several times before hitting the main road with a final burst of speed, heading directly back towards the city.
"What, it was a trap, damn it, let's hurry back..."
Lei Mu and Liao Zhi Xian, after receiving Fu Lan Ke's call, immediately told their drivers to turn around. They left some men to continue pursuing Qiao Jie Si and his group.
When they returned to the scrapyard, Liao Zhi Xian, Lei Mu, and Fu Lan Ke, along with the other minor bosses, stared at the entrance to the first basement level and the collapsed ground caused by the explosions below. They were utterly dumbfounded, not even knowing what had happened down there.
"Boss, the boss is still down there..."
A subordinate shouted from the collapsed entrance to Liao Zhi Xian and Fu Lan Ke above.
They entered the corridor through the collapsed entrance. Bei Er Te's office was not affected by the explosion. However, when Lei Mu and the others entered the office, they saw Bei Er Te's tragic state, hanging from the iron rack, and Qiao Di Gai, dead on the sofa with his back of the neck broken, sprawled over a woman.
Liao Zhi Xian and Fu Lan Ke stared in disbelief at Bei Er Te, their boss, hanging from the iron rack. There were over a dozen bloody whip marks on his chest, needles stuck in his body, his manhood severed, and a knife wound on his left thigh. A pool of blood flowed on the ground, and Bei Er Te was barely clinging to life.
"Who, who did this?"
Liao Zhi Xian and Lei Mu, regaining their composure, roared in anger.
They had no idea why Bei Er Te had summoned them tonight. They had been ambushed inexplicably, followed by explosions in the basement, and their boss was tortured to death while hanging. Liao Zhi Xian and Fu Lan Ke had no idea what had transpired in the last half hour.