One hundred thirty million.
Just like that? It's in the bag? Holy shit! The Z4 hasn't even started its engine! They surrendered without a fight?
It wasn't just Ye Haoyuan who was bewildered; Ma Yunbin was also taken aback.
What are they afraid of? Did they really think Qin Fan is so homicidal maniac who'll kill them over any disagreent or if things don't go his way? Damn it, such cowards. Way too cowardly!
Inside the Z4, Qin Fan was also stunned by the situation. "They all surrendered?" he murmured to himself, turning his head from the driver's seat of the convertible to look at the crowd of young masters.
"Alright, since no one has any objections, let's call it a night!" Li Dongfu announced, nodding as he scanned the crowd in amazent. He could understand the local young masters from Jiangzhou surrendering without a fight, but he was truly puzzled by the wealthy heirs who had co from all over. Puzzled or not, he took out three checks, leaned over the hood of his supercar, and began writing vigorously.
He then walked over to the Z4, holding the checks. "Mr. Qin," he said awkwardly to the man inside, "here are your spoils of war, a check for 100,000,000!"
"Spoils of war?" Qin Fan smiled aningfully. Without any pretense, he reached out and accepted the check. "Thanks!"
"You're too polite, Mr. Qin, hehe!" Li Dongfu replied. He then walked around the car and handed the remaining two checks to Ma Yunbin and Ye Haoyuan. "Young Master Ma, Young Master Ye, one for 10,000,000 and one for 20,000,000. These are yours!"
Fuck! What was I thinking, agreeing to give away twenty million? I'm a goddamn idiot! Taking the 10,000,000 check, Ye Haoyuan felt like he could vomit blood. He stared at the 20,000,000 check in Ma Yunbin's hand and swallowed hard. It was only because the recipient was Ma Yunbin that he restrained himself. If it had been any other ordinary young master, Ye Haoyuan's fiercely aggressive style would have compelled him to snatch it by force.
MWAH!
After placing a light, wicked kiss on the check, Ma Yunbin burst out laughing. "Haha, thank you, Mr. Qin! And thank you, little Ye! Tsk tsk, this money ca damn fast, haha!"
"Looks like the race is off. Let's go," Qin Fan called out coolly. Having pocketed 100,000,000 without lifting a finger, he showed no particular excitent. He sat in the Z4 with his back to Ma Yunbin and Ye Haoyuan as the BMW's engine rumbled to life.
"You got it! Little Ye, get in the car!" Ma Yunbin gestured before diving into his Audi R8.
VROOOOM...
The roar of the engines grew fainter until, under the night sky, even the taillights of the Z4 and R8 had vanished from sight. Only then did the crowd snap back to reality.
"Call for an ambulance! Quick, call for an ambulance! Soone needs help, fast!" a voice shouted from the crowd.
Li Dongfu, who had already rushed to the side of Qin Fan's relative, stood up from his crouched position. His face was pale as he said, trembling, "There's no need. He... he's dead!"
What?!
Dead?
The air seed to freeze at Li Dongfu's words. Although everyone had considered this possibility, the official announcent of the man's death sent a bone-chilling cold creeping up from their feet to their brains.
At the foot of the mountain where dozens had gathered, an eerie silence fell. Everyone stood there dumbstruck, paralyzed by an overwhelming sense of dread. The reality of Qin Fan's madness—his willingness to kill at a mont's notice—crashed down upon them. That man was a relative of the Qin family, after all. And Qin Fan had killed him just like that?
Brazen? Reckless? Courting death? None of these words seed adequate to describe him.
The death of the Qin family relative swept through the upper echelons of Jiangzhou like a hurricane that night. Vivid descriptions of the event spread, ensuring it would be a sleepless night for many.
The midnight bells chid, signaling the arrival of old matriarch Qin's birthday. Yet, at this very mont, her own brother's grandson lay dead at the foot of Yandang Mountain—killed by Qin Fan. For such a great tragedy to descend on a day of celebration… was chaos about to erupt? Was Qin Fan about to tear away all pretenses and openly seek revenge against the Qin family?
Was a storm brewing?
When news of the death reached the Qin family, every mber who heard it felt as if they'd been struck by lightning.
In the brightly lit Qin family mansion, decorations for the birthday banquet were already in place. The family mbers, who had been full of joy just monts before, were now consud by panic. After a brief discussion, they unanimously decided not to inform the two elders just yet.
In the vast main hall of the Qin estate, the brothers Qin Jiang and Qin Jun sat on their chairs with grim expressions. They were the only two in the entire hall. Smoke from their cigarettes swirled in the air, and in the deafening silence between them, the ashtray had beco cramd with extinguished butts.
"Second Brother, what are your thoughts?" Qin Jiang finally asked, his voice slightly hoarse.
"Right now, my only worry is that he'll cause trouble at the birthday banquet!" Qin Jun said with a vicious look, fiercely grinding his cigarette into the ashtray. "Damn it, I should have wiped out that entire bastard family years ago! If I had been more ruthless back then, we wouldn't be dealing with all this now! Damn it, what a fool I was!"
"No matter what, the birthday banquet must proceed without a single incident! Let's do this: have the police detain him on a murder charge for now. We can deal with everything else after the banquet. That mongrel is an unhinged lunatic now. He'll definitely lash out in desperation, but we, the Qin family, cannot let him have his way!" Qin Jun said again, deeply exhaling a thick cloud of smoke before extinguishing his cigarette.
"That will be difficult," Qin Jiang said, rubbing his weary eyes. "None of the eyewitnesses dare to co forward and testify. Besides, that mongrel has co into his own now. He has the Ye Family backing him, not to ntion Ma Yunbin. Everyone is wary of the Ye Family, so their attitudes are extrely reserved."
In Jiangzhou, even though the Qin family's prestige was long-established and lofty, everyone—outsiders and the Qins themselves—knew that as long as the Ye Family existed, the Qin family could never hold absolute sway. Now that the Ye Family was potentially involved, who would dare to side with the Qins?
Everyone knew Qin Fan was the killer, but without a witness brave enough to testify or physical evidence to prove it, how could they touch him? Every circle has its own rules. If this were the old Qin Fan, he would have been dood by the circumstances, even without concrete proof. But as Qin Jiang said, he had co into his own. With the shadow of the Ye Family looming, everyone had to think twice.
"If that's the case, we'll let nature take its course," Qin Jun said, his face twisting into a grimace. "We have three late-stage Dark Energy experts and one master at the Great Success of Dark Energy stage on standby. Barring any accidents, if he dares show his face, we'll be able to contain him imdiately. After the banquet, no matter the cost, we must eradicate that mongrel. Otherwise, he will beco an endless scourge upon the Qin family!"
"He must be eliminated," Qin Jiang whispered, his face shrouded in shadow, his eyes flashing with a ruthless light.
Even as they plotted his demise, they had no idea that the Qin family's own funeral bell had already begun to toll with the chis of midnight.
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