894: Chapter 887: First Encounter 894: Chapter 887: First Encounter A coincidence, two coincidences, three coincidences, one might consider this as chance, but when a multitude of coincidences continue to occur, it becomes inevitable.
It all began when Ye Chenfeng encountered Zhu Maode outside Tianhai Airport, from that moment, everything had fallen into Xue Ying’s hands.
If not for an inadvertent comment by Sun Hengfei, Ye Chenfeng wouldn’t have had many fragmented images popping into his mind, nor would he have suspected the overweight Zhu Maode to be the hidden Xue Ying.
Ye Chenfeng shifted his gaze away from the white paper, stretched out his right hand, and patted Zhu Maode on the shoulder, saying, “I know where Xue Ying is now, Wu Jie can be saved tonight.”
With Ye Chenfeng’s hand resting on his shoulder, Zhu Maode hurriedly asked, “Mr.
Ye, how did you figure out Xue Ying’s whereabouts from these clues?
You truly are remarkable!”
“Chenfeng, did you really find the answer from these lousy clues?
What are we waiting for then?
Let’s go find Xue Ying right away.” Sun Hengfei immediately said.
“Yes, Mr.
Ye, although Da Fei and his wife were tragically killed at the hands of the Skull Gang, all of this is inextricably linked to Xue Ying who manipulated everything from behind the scenes.
I must personally exact revenge for Da Fei and his wife,” Fang Nanxiang said through gritted teeth.
“There’s no need to rush off,” Ye Chenfeng brushed some dust off Zhu Maode’s shoulder.
Sun Hengfei and Fang Nanxiang were somewhat at a loss for words following Ye Chenfeng’s remark.
Just as they were about to voice their doubts, Ye Chenfeng’s right hand, which was on Zhu Maode’s shoulder, suddenly moved, fiercely clasping Zhu Maode’s neck, and he said, “The real Zhu Maode must have been harmed already, and this Zhu Maode standing before us is Xue Ying.”
Hearing Ye Chenfeng’s explanation, both Fang Nanxiang and Sun Hengfei wore expressions of disbelief.
Meanwhile Zhu Maode, whose neck was grasped by Ye Chenfeng, had his facial fat trembling as he spoke in a shaky voice, “Mr.
Ye, are you mistaken?
I am the real Zhu Maode!
I am not the Xue Ying you speak of.”
Seeing Zhu Maode’s pathetic state, Sun Hengfei said, “Chenfeng, are you sure you haven’t made a mistake?
How could this Zhu Maode be Xue Ying?
Xue Ying couldn’t possibly look so defeated.”
“Fang brother, Heng Fei, take a good look at the names of the three victims.
In these three names, you can find the characters for ‘Zhu Maode’.
If you say that’s a coincidence, then how would you explain the second clue Xue Ying gave us?
Remote in the horizon, yet near right before our eyes, isn’t this precisely indicating that Xue Ying is right beside us?
Moreover, it was right after Zhu Maode left the office that I received a call from Xue Ying.
Can all of these really be explained with coincidences?” Ye Chenfeng’s grip on Zhu Maode’s neck tightened slightly.
At that moment, the door to Zhu Maode’s office was opened, and four policemen entered, drawn by the noise of the argument, suspecting that something untoward had occurred in the office.
As soon as they saw Ye Chenfeng clutching Zhu Maode’s neck, all four policemen immediately drew their firearms and aimed at Ye Chenfeng.
One of them yelled, “What are you doing?
Release our chief immediately, do you realize what you’re doing?”
These policemen were unaware of Ye Chenfeng’s real identity and upon seeing Zhu Maode’s extremely flushed face being clutched by Ye Chenfeng, their first reaction was to ensure Zhu Maode’s safety.
Ye Chenfeng ignored the four officers who had entered the office, his gaze firmly on Zhu Maode, as he asked, “So?
Are you still not willing to admit your identity?” Since Wu Jie was still in Xue Ying’s hands, Ye Chenfeng dared not deal a lethal blow to the impostor Zhu Maode.
Right as Ye Chenfeng finished speaking, the panic on Zhu Maode’s face disappeared, and a strong surge of energy suddenly emanated from within him.
Zhu Maode’s right hand forcefully slammed into Ye Chenfeng’s arm, immediately deflecting it, while his right fist ferociously thrust towards Ye Chenfeng’s chest.
Ye Chenfeng could clearly sense the Soul Force fluctuations from Zhu Maode’s body, apparently at the Middle Stage level—similar to Zhan Lang’s strength.
This provided Ye Chenfeng with some reassurance as, although his power was on par with a Middle Stage expert, given the speed he demonstrated with his Storm Profound Step Method, he was confident he could instantly kill an expert with Middle Stage Soul Force, just like he had with Zhan Lang before.
Ye Chenfeng reacted very swiftly, throwing out his right fist in return, prepared to have a head-on clash.
With a muffled “bang,” as their fists connected, both Ye Chenfeng and Zhu Maode staggered back three steps.
In this initial exchange, neither was superior in terms of strength.
Zhu Maode, who had taken three steps back, firmly grasped his clothes with his right hand and violently tore them upwards.
As his clothes flew into mid-air, obscuring Zhu Maode’s appearance, and when they fell to the ground, Zhu Maode had completely transformed.
His originally obese body had become very well-proportioned, and his face had entirely changed—a sharply contoured face, rugged eyebrows, a high nose bridge, and slightly thin lips made his face quite striking.
However, his eyes were filled with endless murderous intent.
“Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
Clap—”
The impostor Zhu Maode suddenly started clapping his hands.
His voice returned to its original tone, no longer intentionally mimicking Zhu Maode’s voice, and he said, “Ye Chenfeng, you indeed didn’t disappoint me.
It seems pressure can indeed stimulate one’s potential.
Not bad, I am Xue Ying.
Since you found me within the designated time, you have won this game.”
The sudden change not only stunned the four policemen, but even Sun Hengfei and Fang Nanxiang were slightly taken aback.
Ye Chenfeng, however, watched Xue Ying warily and asked, “Do you think this kind of game is fun?
In order to set up this game and to give me those so-called clues, those three ordinary people in Nanning Alley were also killed by you, weren’t they?”
Xue Ying did not deny it and said, “You’re right.
In my view, it’s their greatest honor to die for this game.
The world is essentially a place where the strong prey on the weak.
The weak are merely pawns in the hands of us, the strong ones.
Their fates are certainly controlled by us, the powerful.”
“Since you have won this game, I will tell you where your nephew is.
Furthermore, in light of your excellent performance, I will let you live a few more days.
In two days, I will personally come to take your life.
Enjoy the last two days of your life!”
“Crash!
Crash!”
Speaking, Xue Ying smashed the office window open, his body leapt out of the window, and vanished into the vast night.
Ye Chenfeng was unwilling to let him go, but Wu Jie’s life was still in Xue Ying’s hands, so he could only watch as Xue Ying left.
One of the four policemen, after seeing Xue Ying smash the window and leave, finally snapped out of it and asked, “What on earth is going on?”
“Your chief must have been killed long ago.
The person just now had been pretending to be your chief.
Just report this incident truthfully to your superiors,” Ye Chenfeng told the four policemen.
After hearing Ye Chenfeng’s words, they immediately rushed out of the office, ready to deal with the matter concerning Zhu Maode.
As soon as the four policemen had left the office, Ye Chenfeng received a text message from Xue Ying: “Ye Chenfeng, your nephew is inside the cabinet under Zhu Maode’s desk.
In two days, I will contact you.
Even if you leave Tianhai, I will find you because you, Ye Chenfeng, are qualified to become one of the lost souls under my command in terms of strength and intelligence.”
Upon seeing the text message from Xue Ying, Ye Chenfeng immediately walked over to the desk, opened a cabinet underneath it, and inside, lying unconscious was Wu Jie, with a bomb strapped to him showing a countdown timer of three hours, fourteen minutes, and twenty-five seconds.
When Sun Hengfei and Fang Nanxiang saw that Wu Jie was inside the cabinet of the desk, they were stunned once again.
Xue Ying’s actions were indeed mad.
No one had expected Zhu Maode to be Xue Ying, nor had anyone thought Wu Jie would be in the cabinet of Zhu Maode’s desk.
This was utterly absurd.
(To be continued.
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