265: Chapter 260: The Wang Family’s Emissary, Zeng Jun 265: Chapter 260: The Wang Family’s Emissary, Zeng Jun Ye Tian pondered for a moment and said indifferently, “The adversary obviously came prepared and left behind no clues, so it seems we can only start with the voice.”
Wang Bingbing nodded in agreement, feeling the same way.
After asking for a while without any significant clues, Ye Tian told Wang Ke’er to lie down and rest.
He called Wang Bingbing out of the intensive care unit to discuss in the deserted fire escape.
“Go check on Wang Qingshan; this matter can’t be unrelated to him,” Ye Tian said bluntly.
Actually, when he heard that Wang Ke’er had been attacked, Ye Tian’s first thought was of Wang Qingshan, the bastard who always targeted those close to Ye Tian with extremely vicious methods.
It was highly likely that he was behind this incident.
“Alright, I’ll have someone take care of it right away,” Wang Bingbing also felt the same and immediately dialed her subordinate’s number to order an investigation into Wang Qingshan’s suspicious activities.
After completing these tasks, Ye Tian personally asked Wang Bingbing, “How’s the investigation into the mask and the crystal that I asked you about last time?
Any clues or traces?”
Wang Bingbing immediately shook her head, “Nothing so far, but my people are looking into it.
I expect there should be news before long.”
Ye Tian said nothing further; he knew that Wang Bingbing would not neglect anything he asked her to do.
The crystal and the mask were extremely mysterious, and even someone like him was at a loss on how to proceed.
Wang Bingbing, although very capable, was limited to the city of Jiang.
Outside its boundaries, her influence greatly diminished.
However, she had many subordinates, casting a wide net for her investigations would likely yield some results.
…
While Ye Tian and Wang Bingbing were planning to track down the assailant, a Boeing aircraft landed at Jiang City airport.
Passengers from the Capital City disembarked from the colossal fuselage down the staircase and silently filed out of the terminal building after being checked by airport security staff.
Among the disembarking crowd was a tall man in a maroon suit wearing dark sunglasses, with very short hair and a slate-gray shaved chin, carrying a large suitcase, his grim demeanor standing out from the bustling crowd.
The man in the maroon suit stood at the airport exit, gazing at the broad road in front of him, the long line of taxis vying for customers, and snorted disdainfully, “A second-tier small city, that’s all, a hundred Jiang Cities couldn’t compare to one Capital City!
Trash!”
In the eyes of the man in the maroon suit, the prosperity and rise of the emerging city of Jiang were not worth mentioning; the towering skyscrapers seemed to him nothing more than shoddy construction.
Without lingering, the man strode away from the airport, marching with an air of authority down Airport Road.
He had scarcely walked a few steps when a blue Chery SUV promptly stopped in front of him, and a portly middle-aged man got out of the car, smiling broadly at the sight of the man in the maroon suit.
“Envoy, I apologize for not being able to greet you from afar; please forgive me!” the chubby man said with a chuckle.
The man in the maroon suit snorted coldly, setting down his high-end briefcase gently to avoid it touching the ground’s dust, before asking icily, “You’re the Wang Family’s contact in Jiang City?
Are you also responsible for receiving young master Wang?”
The chubby man looked into his serpent-like eyes and felt a shudder in his heart; these high-ranking experts from the Capital City had an aura that made him feel uneasy with just a glance.
“Yes, yes, it’s me,” the fat man said, faltering.
The man in the maroon suit’s eyes turned icy cold!
The chubby man’s legs went weak, and he staggered backward, filled with an ominous premonition.
As the Wang Family’s sole contact in Jiang City, to put it rudely, he was merely a dog the Wang Family had left in Jiang, an expendable presence.
A few days ago, young master Wang visited Jiang City on a business trip and took a fancy to the beautiful boss of Yun Corporation.
He had intended to have a good time, but unexpectedly met resistance.
Not only did the family’s project in Jiang City fail, but young master Wang was killed.
This incident had already been reported back to the Wang Family headquarters in the Capital City.
Not long ago, when Ye Tian passed by the Capital City, the Wang Family even dispatched a top assassin to kill him to avenge their young master, but they failed.
The Wang Family was a prominent and respected family in the Capital City.
With their young master killed abroad and the murderer still at large, they couldn’t afford to lose face.
In the end, a few family stewards held a brief meeting and decided to send an Envoy to Jiang City to personally seek retribution for the lost Wang Qian.
The chubby man, as the sole informant for the Wang Family in Jiang City, quickly received notice to welcome the family Envoy at the airport and to assist him in completing the mission of vengeance, to seek justice for the family.
This man in a maroon suit was the elite sent by the family, the direct executor of the revenge plan, a true killing machine, a top-ranked expert known even in the Black Dragon Hall!
The chubby man knew all too well that this type of person’s hands were soaked in blood.
To ordinary people, killing was a grave crime against the law, but to this kind of person, it was nothing more than an easy task.
The aura of this Envoy from the Black Dragon Hall was full of murderous intent.
His cold words and murderous gaze in his eyes made the chubby man very worried.
Sure enough, upon hearing his words, the man in the maroon suit narrowed his eyes and coldly said, “When a master dies, the servant follows.
Wang Qiang has been dead for so long; why aren’t you dead yet?”
The chubby man’s heart lurched, filled with extreme fear.
The date-red man’s eyes suddenly burst with murderous light, his fingers sharp as knife blades, and in the flash of a cold gleam, he left five finger marks on the fatty’s face.
“Ah!” The fatty cried out in agonizing pain as his entire face swelled increasingly more grotesque; green blood oozed from the scratches, a stench overpowering and flesh corroding.
With a cold huff, the date-red man pulled the car keys from the fatty’s pocket, no longer paying any attention to him, and walked straight into the Chery SUV, sneering, “Hmph, a junk car that cost 100,000 yuan will have to do for now, after I kill that man called Ye Tian, I’m heading straight back to Capital City.”
In his view, Jiangcheng City, this shoddy second-tier city, was dirty and backward, without anything worth lingering for; Capital City was his paradise.
The engine’s cylinders came to life, and the Chery sedan gradually left the airport road.
At the original location, the fatty was no longer human in shape, with the skin and flesh of his face continuously oozing green poison that rapidly corroded his features.
Upon contact with flesh, the venom became even more virulent, soon reaching his neck, and in the blink of an eye, his entire chest began to decompose, not realizing that his limbs were being consumed, he became a pool of pus, completely unrecognizable as a human.
A few minutes later, the nearly 190-pound middle-aged fatty had turned into a sticky, yellow puddle, teeming with flies.
At this moment, even the best forensic examiner in Jiangcheng would be unable to recognize that it had once been a person, only to sigh in despair, helpless.
Inside the slowly moving Chery sedan, a pale-green hand gently tapped the steering wheel.
Dressed in a date-red suit, the Envoy from the Capital found a thick stack of documents in the car’s drawer, all of which pertained to Ye Tian, including his home address, place of work, and so on.
Looking at the sunset outside the car window and the smiling photo in the documents, the driver suddenly sneered.
“It seems Han Fatty isn’t entirely useless, at least he knew to look up information.”
Staring at the smiling photo of Ye Tian in the documents, the date-red man sneered, “Ye Tian, huh?
Looks like just a bit player, dealing with such lower-tier existence doesn’t require my personal intervention, Zeng Jun!
Natural death is the best choice!”
Dressed in a date-red suit, the Envoy Zeng Jun snorted coldly, stepped hard on the accelerator, and the Chery sedan slowly shot forward, disappearing completely on the outer ring road leading into the city.
…
As the sun set, the clouds were imbued with color.
The McLaren merrily weaved through traffic as Ye Tian left the First Hospital, casually took Wang Bingbing to the Líulí Bar for a couple of cocktails, teased the little maid servilely, and then headed back to the five-star hotel laughing and joking.
When Ye Tian returned to the presidential suite at the hotel at seven in the evening, he found Yun Xinyan was not there, leaving him puzzled.
He thought his wife must have returned by now from procuring contacts in the provincial city, wondering if something had happened to her.
At the thought, Ye Tian’s heart skipped a beat.
Lately, all his friends who had any good relations with him were encountering danger one after another.
With Yun Xinyan running business in the provincial city without him by her side, it was uncertain what might happen to her.
Ye Tian’s face turned pale as he hurriedly searched for his phone, finding it in the bedroom only to see it had over a dozen missed calls, all from the same number, belonging to Yun Xinyan.
“It’s over!” Ye Tian had a bad feeling.
His wife must be in danger to have called so often; Ye Tian gasped in shock as he confirmed the incoming calls really were from Yun Xinyan’s number.
His heart sank even more at the thought that if anything had happened to her, he would never forgive himself.
“My dearest wife, please don’t let anything happen to you!
You must wait for me!”
Without any hesitation, Ye Tian bolted out of the bedroom, his speed astonishing.
In a flash, he was at the door, throwing it open and rushing out, colliding with the person walking towards him.
“Where are you rushing off to?
What happened?”
Standing outside the door was none other than Yun Xinyan, dressed in professional LO attire.
She had been standing at the door swiping her card, ready to enter, when Ye Tian rushed out, nearly knocking her over.
Seeing Ye Tian’s flustered appearance, Yun Xinyan was a bit puzzled and immediately voiced her question.
The sight of his wife right before his eyes filled Ye Tian with surprise and relief.
He grabbed Yun Xinyan’s tender hands and asked, “My dear wife, are you alright?
You scared me to death; it’s so good to see you.”
Yun Xinyan, hearing his nonsensical words, didn’t say much.
Her face was a picture of exhaustion, unable to muster the energy for anything.
All she wanted was to quickly return to bed for a quiet lie down.
Without answering Ye Tian’s question, Yun Xinyan, looking disheartened, walked silently into the presidential suite, threw her purse onto the floor, ripped off the scarf around her neck and tossed it likewise, then listlessly opened the bedroom door and quietly lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
“What’s happened to the mistress?
It seems like she has suffered a great blow; could it be that she failed?”