"I didn't expect you guys to find . I'm curious, how did you find ?" Song Yan looked at Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard in panic, his voice full of reluctance. In his mory, no outsider knew about his hideout in the manor; it shouldn't have been exposed. Knowing his chances of survival were minimal, he hoped to clarify this issue before his death.
"Is the target confird?" Shadow asked in a low, cold voice.
"Confird," Ghost Hand hurriedly responded, worried that Shadow might shoot Song Yan on the spot. He glanced at the surroundings and noticed seven or eight bodies lying around, including a beautiful woman's corpse exuding a srizing charm, with a bullet through her forehead. Her tragic state only made her more pitiable. Ghost Hand was sure neither he nor Snow Leopard had killed her. There was only one possibility, which made him look towards Shadow and think, 'True to his profession as an iron-blooded soldier, on the battlefield, he doesn't differentiate between n and won, only allies and enemies.'
"What's the situation now?" A voice rang through the earpiece; it was Lan Xue.
"Target confird, everyone co over. Mountain Eagle, cover from a high point," Shadow commanded.
"Understood." Lan Xue, upon hearing Song Yan had been captured, was overjoyed and imdiately responded.
"Can any of you answer my question?" Song Yan asked with desperation.
Ghost Hand looked coldly at Song Yan, wishing he could beat him up and then finish him off with a burst of gunfire. However, he knew that if they were to kill Song Yun, it would have to be Lan Xue who did it. Ignoring Song Yan's question, he exchanged a glance with Snow Leopard and then said to Shadow, "We'll go and search the area to make sure nothing has been overlooked."
"Go ahead, I'll keep an eye on him." Shadow agreed, sat down on the couch nearby, put away his gun, and watched Song Yan coldly. Once Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard had left, he said, "Take a seat. You don't know , but I've long heard of your great reputation, the Song family. It's quite a notable na. I'm just not sure if it will continue to exist?"
"Every man for himself, you can kill , but you can't touch the Song family. Otherwise, even as a ghost, I won't let you guys off," Song Yan said fiercely, his face changing dramatically.
"Even if you turned into a ghost, I would still obliterate you completely. Don't believe ? Just try," Shadow scoffed disdainfully. Looking around, he clicked his tongue in admiration, "Luxurious manor, beautiful won, bodyguards, sumptuous food, luxury cars... living the life, truly infuriating, making us soldiers look like nothing in comparison. Take you for instance, compared to us, we are just nobodies."
"Huh?" Song Yan was taken aback, looking at Shadow with confusion and tentatively said, "Actually, you could have all this too. Look, let go, and I'll give you ten million dollars. How about that?"
"Trying to buy ?" Shadow remarked scornfully, "I'm afraid I'll end up like you, dead before I get to spend it. Look at now, no money, no power, nobody to bother , just bothering others. If I see soone I don't like, I just go and beat them up, like beating you. Your bodyguards are pretty good, brave, must've cost you a lot, huh?"
Song Yan was choked with emotion and did not respond to Shadow's words. Instead, he glanced at the corpses scattered all around and felt a bitter pain in his heart. These were all Death Soldiers the family had spent considerable effort to cultivate — forty people — and to think that they were all killed in this battle indicated that he had underestimated his opponents by far. Sadly, he could no longer inform his family of the situation.
"Song Yan?" A cold voice ca from outside, carrying endless rage. The surrounding air seed to freeze and solidify. Soon after, a figure rushed in like the wind, landed a hook punch that knocked Song Yan down, and then proceeded to kick and punch him while cursing, "Bastard, where did you hide the person?" It was Lan Xue, who had hurried over.
"Huh?" Shadow chuckled upon seeing Lan Xue's ferocity, knowing her relationship with Luo Zheng. With a heart full of sorrow, needing an outlet, he did not intervene and watched the show from the side. Observing that Lan Xue did not aim for Song Yan's vital areas, and wouldn't kill him, he completely relaxed. Seeing Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard return, he shrugged and smiled.
Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard also wanted to beat Song Yan up to release their own anger, but they controlled themselves and left the opportunity for Lan Xue, who was in greater need of venting. They signaled to Shadow that no other enemies were around and were internally shocked. They had checked the upstairs earlier and found that all the dead were killed with a single bullet to the forehead, realizing even more profoundly the extent of Shadow's skills, and they couldn't help but admire him deeply.
After a while, Lan Xue, having grown tired from the beating, looked at Song Yan on the ground, gasping for breath. Song Yan, with tightly clenched lips, refused to talk, clearly unwilling to give in, which infuriated everyone. Ghost Hand stepped forward and said coldly, "Captain, let handle this. I'll flay his skin, see if he won't confess then."
"If you have the guts, just shoot dead," Song Yan said hoarsely, his mouth full of fresh blood, his breath becoming weaker. Fortunately, Lan Xue had been aware of the need for interrogation and had avoided hitting his mouth, otherwise, he couldn't have spoken at all.
Upon hearing this, Lan Xue, enraged, kicked Song Yan up into the air. He crashed against the wall, rolled to the ground, and felt as if his chest had caved in. He didn't know how many ribs were broken, and a crippling pain surged to his mind, causing him to scream in agony and then pass out.
Snow Leopard noticed a kitchen nearby, rushed over, grabbed a basin of water, and splashed it over Song Yan's head. Ghost Hand squatted down, slapped the faintly awakening Song Yan's face, urging him to regain consciousness quickly. He spoke coldly, "Dying is not so easy in our hands. Tell us what we want to know, and you can have a quick end."
"Either way... it's just... death... why should I... tell... you..." Song Yan said intermittently and in a low voice, his face twisted in pain. A man accustod to luxury, how could he endure such agony? The thought that he was about to die terrified him, but the realization that his death would keep Luo Zheng's whereabouts unknown gave him so cold comfort, and he revealed a sneer.
Ghost Hand saw Song Yan's alternating expressions of fear, worry, and smugness, and was montarily puzzled. At that mont, Shadow said, "This guy is resolved to die; he won't expose the truth even in death. He wants to take Ghost with him. Go ahead with the torture."
"What?" Ghost Hand was shocked and looked coldly at Song Yan. Noticing a fleeting look of utter despair on Song Yan's face, he knew Shadow's words were true. He quickly drew his military knife to begin, but all of a sudden, Song Yan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Ghost Hand was taken aback and swiftly dodged.
"Did he bite his tongue to commit suicide?" Shadow was hugely surprised and dashed forward, grabbing Song Yan's cheeks. But it was too late; Song Yan knew he couldn't survive and had decided to bite his tongue and end his life rather than suffer further physical agony.
"Huh?" Ghost Hand hadn't expected Song Yan to choose suicide and his expression changed drastically. Feeling guilty, he looked towards Lan Xue. They had been careless, and now all leads were completely severed.
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