Chapter 1072: Chapter 1072: A Road to Certain Death
The hideout of Song Xianhe, under the guise of a small bar, was actually a convenient hiding spot.
He prided himself on ticulous planning, believing that with Lin Zhize’s death, he could smoothly resolve this crisis.
What he didn’t expect was that with his nephew’s death, his own identity was also exposed.
What he overlooked was that Ye Fan had long known about the mastermind behind Lin Zhize, an unknown fact that could be fatal for him.
Ye Fan, Yang Shu, Zhang Kui, and Gao Qiang appeared at the small bar.
Imdiately, a group dressed as waiters and bodyguards surrounded them.
"Who are you people? Get out of here at once, we don’t entertain guests," one of them sternly shouted.
"Where’s Song Xianhe? Let him co out," Ye Fan said displeased.
Even though everyone present was a loyal guard of Song Xianhe, not many knew his real na. Hearing the na Song Xianhe, quite a few were suspicious.
"How dare you, scoundrels, call out Master Song’s na directly?" Those who knew Song Xianhe as Master Song glared murderously at Ye Fan and his group, accusing them, "Kneel and accept your fate. How dare a few reckless youths challenge Master Song’s dignity, truly courting death."
"Where did these little punks co from, daring to cause trouble here." The crowd seethed with anger and murderous intent.
"Song Xianhe, you’re on the brink of death, and yet you still want to hide like a turtle?" Ye Fan mocked loudly.
"Seeking death!" As the crowd roared in anger and was about to attack Ye Fan and his group, a deep voice rang out, "Stand down."
The enraged crowd froze, their vicious eyes still fixated on Ye Fan and his group.
With just one order or a glance from Master Song, they would rush forward without hesitation and tear the four apart.
Song Xianhe stepped out, his face dark. If by now he didn’t know what had happened, he’d be beyond foolish. He never expected that for safety’s sake, he’d sent his nephew, a Human Body Limit expert, to personally complete his assigned task, and yet it still failed.
He had only one such Human Body Limit expert by his side.
A Human Body Limit expert, not sothing you find every day; each one is a powerhouse who dominates an area.
Even Song Xianhe himself had so abilities and ruthless ans but wasn’t a Human Body Limit expert.
"I didn’t expect you all to co so quickly. I thought all useful leads you could find were cut off by . I never thought you’d succeed," Song Xianhe couldn’t hide his defeat as he spoke, "I thought I had overestimated you, but in the end, my overestimation was an underestimation."
"You are Song Xianhe, the mastermind behind the surrogacy and human trafficking operations," Yang Shu said coldly. "I’m curious, did you act so recklessly in doing such a heinous thing, or is the Song Family deeply involved too?"
Song Xianhe glanced at Yang Shu, then chose to ignore her, fixing his gaze on Ye Fan. "I’ve heard so much about Mr. Ye. If it weren’t for those under
recklessly capturing Xu Qianqian, I wouldn’t be in this situation now. A few lowly figures have dragged
into this, and I’m not willing to accept it."
"A clever failure, what’s there to not accept," Ye Fan said indifferently. "For scum like you, devoid of humanity, just garbage. And to still feel unwilling, it’s truly laughable."
"The victor is king; the defeated are outcasts. I now fall into your hands, say what you will," Song Xianhe did not get angry, only felt dejected, "A prodigy like , born into a family like the Song Family, was destined to shine. Even after losing the family leadership, I could easily build a vast business empire in other ways, still becoming a hero."
"Since you’ve co, it ans Lin Zhize is dead, and my nephew is dead too, right?"
"Everything I painstakingly built seems destined to vanish now, such a pity for such a grand family business."
Song Xianhe’s unwillingness was vast and deep.
"Lin Zhize is not dead; it was only your nephew who died," Ye Fan didn’t rush to act.
"That scum Lin Zhize, and you didn’t kill him." Song Xianhe was slightly surprised. He laughed at himself internally; people like him were going down, yet Lin Zhize, being used as a pawn, still lived. His valued nephew was dead, and it made him even more unwilling.
"Of course, Lin Zhize holds the important information you need. It’s necessary to extract those hostages’ whereabouts from his weak mouth. How could you let him die so easily?" Song Xianhe realized the reason and felt sorrowful. He extended his hands, ready to surrender and be captured, saying, "Take
away. I have no strength left to resist. Resisting would be futile; this I know."
"Take you away? Why take you away?" Ye Fan mocked, "We have no intention of taking you away, just turning you into a corpse and burning you to ashes."
"What? What did you say?" Song Xianhe’s eyes turned cold; he bellowed loudly, "I willingly accept your judgnt, take
for trial. Isn’t this the reasonable thing to do? Also your duty? Killing , what would you gain? Besides, I’ve surrendered; on what grounds would you kill ? Who gave you the guts to kill ?"
Song Xianhe thought that if he was captured and stayed alive, there would always be a chance to gain freedom.
But, Ye Fan’s intent to kill left him utterly devastated.
Ye Fan naturally aid to get rid of this scum, not allowing Song Xianhe any chance to gain freedom.
Given Song Xianhe’s status, even if captured, the chances of getting out were high.
Thus, eliminating Song Xianhe was the rightful course.
"Killing you brings us no benefit, but feeling good about it is enough," Ye Fan said calmly.
Since the appearance of Ye Fan and his group, Song Xianhe hadn’t shown any fear, just unwillingness.
But now, he was truly afraid.
"You can’t kill ; you dare not kill ; I’m a mber of the Song Family."
"I’ve surrendered, willing to accept legal punishnt. On what grounds would you kill ?"
"With my identity, you would dare to kill an unard, surrendered person like ?"
"Do you have no organizational principles? Are you ignoring legal justice, abusing private punishnt, murdering innocent lives?"
Song Xianhe was terrified to his core, nerves stretched to the limit, fearing death intensely.
His greatest fear now was a fate of certain death.
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