Inside the splendid villa, there were two luxurious genuine leather sofas.

Fang Lihuang, the adopted son of the old master Fang Derong, was less than five feet tall, with a body as thin as a rail and his ribs clearly visible. His skeletal appearance made people suspect he had been malnourished since childhood.

His face was full of stubble, and his features, sharp and simian, gave him the appearance of a frail monkey.

Meanwhile, Fang Biao sat quietly on the other sofa.

On the coffee table before the two men lay a banquet of rare delicacies, sumptuously extravagant to the extreme!

"Come! Dad, let's toast to our plans moving forward a step further," Fang Biao lifted a glass of '82 red wine, smiling at his father.

Hearing this, the smile on Fang Lihuang's lips was equally hard to conceal as he picked up his wine glass to toast with his son.

However, just as the father and son were about to drink, the villa's door was suddenly kicked open.

The sound was incredibly loud, startling both men immediately, and they were about to curse at the intruder.

But upon seeing who it was, they paused in shock.

"Old Lin! Damn, you scared the hell out of me!"

When Fang Lihuang saw it was Lin Zhaohui entering, he sighed in relief, then followed up with an annoyed shout:

"Fuck! How can you barge in here without a greeting! What's with kicking the door!"

Lin Zhaohui, ignoring their shocked and angry faces, walked straight up to Fang Biao with an ominous air swirling around him.

"Uncle Lin, what's the matter? Have you eaten? If not, join us! Dad and I were just celebrating our further progress with our plans," Fang Biao said, trying to laugh it off as his heart pounded.

But as soon as he had finished speaking, Lin Zhaohui slapped him several times forcefully, staggering Fang Biao and leaving him stunned.

"Old Lin, you're crazy! Why the hell are you hitting my son!!!"

Fang Lihuang immediately intervened, stepping between Lin Zhaohui and Fang Biao.

"Why? Because my son is dead! And your son is still fucking idle enough to drink here!!!" Lin Zhaohui almost went insane, glaring furiously at Fang Lihuang and his son.

Hearing this, Fang Lihuang and Fang Biao were shocked and then came to a realization with disbelieving faces.

"You... you're saying Sinan is dead… dead?"

Fang Lihuang and Fang Biao looked at each other, horrified. They knew Sinan was Lin Zhaohui's treasure, guarded by over a dozen assassins whenever he went out, but now…

"Dead! They're all fucking dead! Ten Gold Medal Killers, ten Silver Medal Killers, all fucking dead!!!"

Lin Zhaohui collapsed completely, sitting on the sofa and bursting into tears.

He then wiped the tears from his face and with red-rimmed eyes, he demanded of Fang Biao:

"Fang Biao, tell me, what did you and Sinan do today! Who did it!!!"

Looking at Lin Zhaohui, who seemed like a wild beast, Fang Biao shivered before blurting out today's plan to kidnap Xu Ningxue.

"Ye Feng! It was indeed him!!!"

Upon hearing that everything his son did today was to take revenge on Ye Feng, Lin Zhaohui's expression twisted violently, wishing he could tear Ye Feng into pieces.

Fang Biao was completely dumbfounded, unable to imagine how one could kill ten Gold Medal Killers and ten Silver Medal Killers, akin to a whole army!

His legs felt weak, and he trembled uncontrollably.

"No way! He... he will kill me; I have to leave Jiangnan City!"

With this thought, Fang Biao immediately tried to go to his room to pack his clothes.

"Stop!" Lin Zhaohui, with an ashen face, stared deathly at the Fang father and son, saying:

"No one leaves! Until I have avenged my son, anyone who tries will be killed by me!"

As Lin Zhaohui spoke, his bodyguards immediately stepped forward, hands on their waists, ready to kill the Fang father and son on his command.

"Old… Old Lin! If Ye Feng is really that powerful, even with my father and me, it wouldn't be enough for him to kill!" Fang Lihuang, truly sensing Lin Zhaohui's intent to kill, could only force himself to say.

"Don't worry! I've already called my brother, and in a few days, he will personally come to Jiangnan City to avenge my son! Now, your task is to bring out Fang Qingxue and the other women of Ye Feng. I want to use them to appease my son's dead soul, making Ye Feng die in agony!"

Lin Zhaohui's words were filled with venom, but hearing them, Fang Lihuang and his son felt somewhat relieved.

If it was just a matter of getting Ye Feng's women, they could manage that.

Moreover, with Lin Zhaohui bringing his brother to deal with Ye Feng, it would be more than enough.

Lin Zhaohao, that ruthless killer and Demon King, both father and son had seen him, a true demon to ordinary people!

"What if we lure out Fang Qingxue now? That old guy's illness is about to flare up anyway. By bringing Fang Qingxue here now, we can have some fun and directly take over the Fang Group!"

Fang Lihuang's eyes flickered as he pondered targeting Fang Qingxue.

Fang Qingxue was the heir to Fang Group, and with Fang Derong ill and Fang Qingxue gone, the group would almost completely fall into their hands.

Upon hearing his father's suggestion, Fang Biao's eyes also lit up. Just as he was about to agree, however, an abrupt voice resonated through the room.

"Don't look for Qingxue anymore, I'll play with you!"

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