Lonely and Empty

Chapter 821 - 826: He Is Your Father

Chapter 821: Chapter 826: He Is Your Father

As field operatives of the Lonely Wolf, they are all specially trained talent. Upon hearing Tang Yuan’s orders, everyone immediately responded. Apart from leaving four field operatives to protect Hu Fei and Nanrong Hao, the others quickly followed Tang Yuan toward the direction of the gunfire.

When the group arrived, they only saw a field operative lying on the ground, with a pistol and an empty shell scattered next to him.

Tang Yuan glanced over and noticed a new wound on the operative’s neck, with blood flowing endlessly. His eyes were wide open, clearly indicating that he had died.

"Search for me, the killer must still be nearby," Tang Yuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes."

Watching the team members disperse, Tang Yuan did not leave directly but instead checked the surroundings. Suddenly, he noticed a container not far away was half-open. Immediately, Tang Yuan walked to the container and cautiously pushed the door open. Instantly, a pungent smell of blood wafted out from inside.

When both doors of the container were fully opened, light from outside illuminated the dim container.

Glancing around, he saw the floor of the container was covered with bloodstains, and a rope hung from the top, stained red with blood. Nearby, there was a table with various torture instruments arranged.

Thinking of the scars on Nanrong Yuan’s wrists, Tang Yuan immediately concluded that this was where Nanrong Yuan had been tortured. By just looking at the bloodstains on the ground, one could imagine the immense suffering Nanrong Yuan experienced at that time.

After examining the situation inside the container and finding no valuable clues, Tang Yuan turned and left. Just as he stepped out, he heard a distress call from his subordinates over the radio: "Enemy spotted to the east, I repeat, enemy spotted to the east, everyone... ah!"

Before the words were even finished, a scream replaced the voice.

Tang Yuan’s face darkened, and he quickly took out the radio, saying, "Everyone, head to the east immediately." Saying this, he quickened his pace and rushed toward the east side of the dock.

Soon, a figure appeared in Tang Yuan’s sight. The figure seemed to be carrying someone, leaping swiftly over the top of the containers, disappearing several meters away in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!" Tang Yuan yelled, agilely climbing to the top of the container and reaching for his waist, preparing to draw his gun and aim.

However, before Tang Yuan could draw his pistol, the man fleeing ahead suddenly turned his head, his wrist flicked, and a piercing sound of air instantly approached. Driven by years of experience and sensing extreme danger, Tang Yuan instinctively rolled to the ground.

Clang! Clang!

The sound of two sharp clinks was heard, and when Tang Yuan turned back to look, he saw two small daggers pinned to the spot where he had just stood. Had he not reacted quickly, those daggers might have pierced his body.

That was close! Tang Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, secretly feeling lucky.

At this moment, when he looked back at the man, the figure had already vanished, with no clue of where he had gone.

On the other side of the dock, Hu Fei and Nanrong Hao were lying on the ground under the protection of several field operatives, waiting for the crisis to be resolved.

At this moment, lying on the ground, Nanrong Hao glanced around, finally locking his eyes on the corpse less than two meters away. However, since the body was covered with a white cloth, he couldn’t see the face clearly, only the general outline of the body.

Suddenly, a sea breeze carrying the smell of the ocean blew by, gently lifting a corner of the white cloth. From Nanrong Hao’s perspective, he just happened to see half of the face of the corpse.

This person... seems familiar?

After a brief glance, doubts filled Nanrong Hao’s mind. He was certain that, even with just half a face visible, the body gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling.

I definitely know the deceased!

For some reason, a strong sense of certainty filled Nanrong Hao’s heart. The more he felt this way, the more he wanted to uncover the identity of the deceased. After hesitating for a moment, Nanrong Hao glanced at Hu Fei beside him, abruptly got up from the ground, and dashed towards the corpse.

"Haozi!"

Hu Fei was startled, but unfortunately, by the time he reacted, it was already too late. Nanrong Hao had already rushed close to the corpse and lifted the white cloth with his hand.

Staring at the corpse lying on the ground, Nanrong Hao’s pupils contracted instantly, showing a completely dazed expression, with no light in his eyes, utterly stupefied.

"Haozi, Haozi!"

Hu Fei hastily arrived at Nanrong Hao’s side, snatched the white cloth from his hands, covered the corpse again, and then pulled Nanrong Hao aside.

Throughout, Nanrong Hao did not show any resistance, staring blankly, as if he had lost his senses, with his face somewhat pale.

"Hu... Hu, I... have I... have I seen it wrong?" Nanrong Hao parted his lips, murmuring, "That person... why do they look like my... father?"

Hu Fei reassured, "You’re overthinking it, that isn’t your father at all. Many people in the world look alike; maybe they just look similar, don’t worry about it."

"No, it’s impossible, no one could look that much alike." As he spoke, Nanrong Hao seemed to go crazy, shaking off Hu Fei, and took big steps toward the corpse.

"Haozi, what are you doing, come back!"

Fearing that Nanrong Hao would be further agitated, Hu Fei quickly grabbed his arm, refusing to let go.

"Hu, let me go. Since you say he’s not my father, then let me see clearly," Nanrong Hao shouted with red eyes.

With a body full of fat, Hu Fei was no match for the martial-trained Nanrong Hao. With a slight exertion, Nanrong Hao immediately shook off Hu Fei’s hands. Seeing this, Hu Fei promptly yelled at the field operatives, "What are you standing there for, stop him now."

Upon hearing Hu Fei’s shout, the field operatives dared not delay, quickly catching up with Nanrong Hao, holding his shoulders and pinning him to the ground. Despite struggling desperately, Nanrong Hao could not move under the combined effort of two people.

After struggling for a while, Nanrong Hao seemed to lose all strength, going limp on the ground, his eyes fixed on the corpse, eyes full of redness.

"Sigh!" Hu Fei sighed helplessly, walking to Nanrong Hao’s side and said, "Haozi, stop looking, let me take you back."

Nanrong Hao shook his head, looking up at Hu Fei’s eyes, and said word by word, "Hu, tell me the truth, who is that person, is he my father or not?"

"He’s not..."

Hu Fei was about to deny it, but feeling the pain and hope in Nanrong Hao’s gaze, Hu Fei relented, softly nodding, "At this point, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Indeed, he is Nanrong Yuan, your father who has been missing for years."