604: 604 604: 604 Inside the villa.
Han Mingjie looked at Wang Tianfeng’s corpse with terror-filled eyes, his face deathly pale from fear.
He had a feeling.
It seed like soone was watching him.
That person, with just a thought, could kill him.
Han Mingjie was so scared that he didn’t dare to move, he didn’t even dare to breathe.
This situation lasted for a few minutes before the feeling of being watched slowly faded away.
Han Mingjie collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, his clothes already soaked with sweat.
After catching his breath, Han Mingjie frantically took out his mobile phone and dialed his father Han Xide’s number.
“Dad, Wang Tianfeng… is dead…”
Han Mingjie stutteringly recounted Wang Tianfeng’s death to his father.
Han Xide listened, his face displaying shock, and then his expression darkened.
“From what you’re saying, Zhou Yu must have a soul art master protecting him,” he said.
“And their power exceeds Wang Tianfeng.”
“However, the fact that he didn’t kill you ans he still fears our Han Family.”
Han Mingjie also realized this and spitefully said,
“Yes, Father, he must be afraid of our family.”
“Father, send a few more experts.
I must butcher that Zhou Yu, or I won’t be able to swallow this grievance.”
However, Han Xide shook his head and said,
“No, Mingjie, let’s put Yancheng’s matter on hold for now; return to the family imdiately!”
Han Mingjie was startled.
“Why?”
“I haven’t dealt with that Zhou Yu yet…”
Han Xide angrily said,
“Mingjie, how co you haven’t grown at all over the years,”
“It’s just a Zhou Yu.
Once we’re free, we can just send a few experts to dispose of him, but right now, sothing big has happened in Shanghai,” he said.
“If this is done well, the future of the Han family will belong to us, father and son.”
Han Mingjie looked shocked.
“Father, what’s going on?”
Han Xide sneered,
“The old man of the Bai Family in Shanghai is critically ill; he probably can’t last a few more days.”
“The Bai Family in Shanghai is currently in the midst of a familial power struggle and internal chaos.”
“Now, various forces in Shanghai are eager to move and ready to take a bite out of the Bai Family.
If we can take advantage of the chaos and bring more power to ourselves, then the inheritance of the Han family will end up in our hands,” he explained.
“Got it?”
Han Mingjie’s eyes lit up with excitent.
He had already heard about the illness of the Bai Family’s patriarch when he left Shanghai, but at that ti, he assud that, given the Bai Family’s resources, they would certainly find a Divine Doctor to treat the patriarch, so he didn’t take it seriously.
But unexpectedly, within just a few days, that old thing was critically ill.
“Hahaha, what a godsend, Father, I understand now.
I’m coming back imdiately,” he said.
After hanging up the phone, Han Mingjie imdiately packed his bags and prepared to leave.
As for Wang Tianfeng’s corpse, he kicked it aside.
A dead Heavenly Master was of no use to him anymore.
After packing up, Han Mingjie was just about to get in the car to leave when suddenly more than ten Audis sped in, completely blocking the exit of the villa.
Shortly after, a large group of people jumped out of the cars, surrounding them.
Han Mingjie’s expression darkened.
“Who are you?”
“Do you know where this is?”
“How dare you trespass into a private residence.”
At that mont, a middle-aged woman stepped forward from the crowd.
Her expression was icy, her tone firm.
“I am Lu Xiuying, the leader of the Martial Guild in Qinzhou.
We received a report that a Martial Artist died here, and we’ve co to investigate,” she declared.
Han Mingjie’s expression darkened.
“Martial Guild?”
“Do you know who I am?”
“I am…”
Han Mingjie hadn’t finished speaking when Lu Xiuying waved her hand, cutting him off.
“I don’t care who you are, even if you’re the Emperor of Heaven, in Qinzhou, you must follow Qinzhou’s rules,” she said.
“Search!”
As soon as Lu Xiuying gave the order, the people from the Martial Guild rushed in.
Han Mingjie’s n couldn’t stop them.
Soon, Wang Tianfeng’s body was carried out.
“Leader, we found him, the body of a Martial Artist, dead not long ago,” they reported.
Lu Xiuying looked coldly at Han Mingjie.
“Now, do you have anything to say?”
Han Mingjie’s expression turned furious.
“He wasn’t killed by .”
“Tell you this, I am from the Han Family in Shanghai, if you dare to touch , I guarantee you’ll die a grueso death,” he threatened.
Lu Xiuying scoffed.
“Really?”
“Now, in addition to murder, you’ve incurred another charge, threatening a Martial Guild officer,” she stated.
“Both are serious cris.”
“Take him away,” she ordered.
The people from the Martial Guild sward up and directly pushed Han Mingjie into the car.
“Ahh—”
“You idiots, just you wait, my Han family won’t let you get away with this!!!” Han Mingjie roared.
However, Lu Xiuying was unconcerned.
She pulled out her phone.
“Minister, we’ve captured him,” she reported.
“Good, bring him back to headquarters, lock him up in the dungeon.”
“Yes.”
…
In Yancheng, Lin Corporation.
Lin Luoluo was sitting in her office, and in front of her was the project contract for the No.
10 subway line in the province.
From last night until now, she was still troubled and agitated, feeling none of the joy she should have from getting the much-desired project contract.
What was more annoying was that Zhou Yu, for so reason, had disappeared last night and hadn’t been seen all night.
Just then, the door to her office suddenly opened.
Lin Luoluo, troubled and irritable, didn’t even lift her head as she spoke:
“This morning, no matter what, don’t bother .”
“Everyone out.”
“President Lin, they…”
The frightened voice of her secretary ca through.
Lin Luoluo looked up and saw that four people had barged into her office.
Three young n, and an elder.
Leading them was a man in his thirties.
The young man was dressed in a suit, his face full of arrogance and haughtiness.
Her secretary was being held by the throat by the young man, her face turning red from suffocation.
Lin Luoluo stood up abruptly.
“Who are you?”
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