390: Chapter 389: Dealing with Traitors 390: Chapter 389: Dealing with Traitors After resting for the entire day, in the evening, Zhonghai was unusually calm, especially at the Four Gates.
Normally, at this time they would be reveling, but tonight all the nightclubs were collectively closed.
Many people were puzzled by this, while many others were extremely apprehensive, and felt fear towards the person who had caused this situation.
In an abandoned underground garage, gusts of cold wind swept through, making the place particularly eerie.
The long-abandoned location was cold and damp, and amid the darkness, the frequent squeaking sounds echoed.
Rats scurried about in groups, this place being their paradise.
Drip!
A droplet of water fell to the ground, the sound exceptionally clear.
Sewage flowed on the ground, and almost all the source of the foul smell in the entire underground garage came from these flowing sewers.
No one wanted to come near here, whether it be day or night, even beggars and homeless people would not choose to stay in such a place.
Yet in such a secluded area, there were dozens of black Jeeps parked, all their headlights on, brightly illuminating the underground garage, causing the rats to start frantically fleeing.
Under the strong lights of dozens of Jeeps, more than a dozen people knelt there, each one tied up with ropes, unable to open their eyes under the glaring light.
“Boss Ning, kill me or slice me as you please, if you want to play any tricks, just go ahead!”
Among those kneeling on the ground was a gaunt man with long hair, his face as pale as a ghost.
He was Long Tianze’s most trusted follower—Long Yao.
Seated in front of them was Ning Fan.
Ning Fan was dressed in an elegant suit, emanating the aura of a superior, sitting in a Taishi chair in a comfortable position, looking at the dozen people in front of him with an utterly cold expression.
“But I will wait for you in Hell!” Long Yao’s face twisted viciously, matching his pale visage, looking very terrifying.
Long Tianze was already dead, and the Dragon Gate Martial Arts School was completely destroyed, everything related to Dragon Gate had been affected.
Long Yao was previously arranged by Long Tianze to come to Zhonghai to wipe out Ning Fan’s connections, but because Ning Fan was well-prepared, not only were all of his people killed, but Long Yao himself hadn’t been able to escape, and now he had become a prisoner at Ning Fan’s feet.
Smack!
Wang Jiangding, standing beside Ning Fan, took off his gloves and slapped Long Yao’s face with a cold command, “You’re alive now because of Boss Ning’s mercy, you should be grateful.”
As one of the four big bosses in the Jiangnan Region, Wang Jiangding had an exceptional presence, certainly too much for Long Yao to handle.
After receiving a slap, Long Yao could only grit his teeth and bow his head, not daring to look at them.
Apart from Wang Jiangding, the other three bosses were also here, now standing beside Ning Fan, while Eagle and Zi Hongyu stood behind.
A row of black-clad bodyguards wearing sunglasses encircled the dozen or so people.
Surrounded by them, Ning Fan appeared like a king of the night, inspiring awe and daring not to be looked at directly.
“Boss Ning, please spare me, spare me, I was threatened by Long Tianze, how could I dare to betray you!”
Someone suddenly lifted their head and cried out, that person not showing the same toughness as Long Yao.
It should be said that among these people, not more than five had the toughness like Long Yao’s.
Following the cries of this person, the others also began to plead for mercy.
“Boss Ning, I have elderly parents and young children, please spare me!”
Ning Fan looked towards the first person who had spoken, his gaze extremely cold and oppressive.
“I remember you’re called Su San, right?”
“Yes, yes, yes, that’s me, Ninth Master, you still remember me?!”
Originally sweating coldly, Su San heard Ning Fan call out his name, and he immediately lifted his head in surprise.
But when Su San’s vision met Ning Fan’s icy eyes, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
That cold gaze made Su San feel as if he had fallen into an abyss, and at this moment, he didn’t even dare to breathe heavily.
“How could I possibly forget you, the once leader of the four sects in Zhonghai, Su San!” Ning Fan sneered.
The man in front of him was none other than the previous leader of the Zhonghai four sects, wasn’t he?
Speaking of which, they were enemies, albeit one-sidedly; if he hadn’t stepped forward, Ning Fan wouldn’t have bothered to give these people a second glance.
In the past, when Ning Fan took over the four sects, he didn’t annihilate these people, but his mercy did not make them grateful; they were still plotting against him in the dark.
Upon hearing this, Su San’s face immediately turned ashen, and he collapsed to the ground, finally realizing that this was the end for him.
“I didn’t wipe you out back then because I wanted to leave you a way out.
I never expected you to remain unrepentant.
You can’t blame me for this!”
The saying goes, it’s easy to change rivers and mountains, hard to alter a person’s nature.
Ning Fan’s momentary mercy did not engender gratitude in these people, but instead fostered a pack of ingrates.
The nature of these people was like a dog that can’t stop eating its own feces; no matter how well you treat them, they won’t remember it, and will even stab you in the back.
Everyone in the Fourth District lowered their heads, faces turning deathly pale, and one of them was so scared they wet their pants.
Ning Fan then looked toward Long Yao and asked, “Do you regret it?”
“Regret?
Hahaha!” Long Yao lifted his head and arrogantly looked at Ning Fan, “If you have the guts, just kill me.
I said, I will be waiting for you in Hell!”
It seemed like this was Long Yao’s last bout of madness; facing a Ning Fan who was utterly unbeatable at the moment and realizing his life had reached its end, he had nothing to fear anymore.
For him, who had lost everything, death might even be the best escape.
“Ninth Master, don’t be so smug.
I don’t believe there’s no one in this world who can deal with you.
The higher you stand, the harder you fall.
I want to watch from Hell the day you tumble down, hahaha!”
Long Yao laughed maniacally, his expression distorted, his eyes filled with hatred and a hint of madness.
Ning Fan looked at him coldly, then glanced over the faces of the group, and finally gave the order straightforwardly, “Send them on their way.”
His tone determined the fates of these few insignificant creatures without a trace of fluctuation, emotionless and terrifyingly cold.
In the abandoned underground parking garage, a series of screams suddenly rang out, but before long, silence resumed.
Ning Fan didn’t bother with the dead, but turned to Wang Jiangding and his men and instructed, “You’ve worked hard.
There’s nothing left for you to do here, you may all leave.”
“Serving the Ninth Master is not hard at all!”
Wang Jiangding and the others, along with the black-clad bodyguards, shouted in unison, while Eagle and Zi Hongyu at the back were already dripping with sweat, shocked by their imposing manner.