Chapter 33: Past Grudges, Wicked and Cruel

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Jiang Chen searched the entire villa, but found neither Chu Yan, Yao Bing, Old Master Chu, nor any of the others. He did not find their bodies, either.

Though worried, he was also relieved. Chu Yan and the others had most likely been taken captive, which meant they were not in immediate danger.

All the surveillance cameras in the villa had been destroyed. Judging from the fatal wounds on the bodyguards, the weapon used had been a dagger.

Jiang Chen suddenly remembered the martial arts grandmaster from the Bloodscale Mercenary Corps who had appeared in the private room at the Linghu Clubhouse. His weapon had also been a dagger!

He immediately took out his phone and called Cao Moling.

“Master Cao, have Bloodscale contact the strategist of his mercenary corps at once. Find those people for me at any cost!”

“Yes, Mr. Jiang!” Cao Moling replied in shock from the other end. “May I ask what happened?”

“Chu Yan and the Chu family have been taken. I suspect the strategist of the Bloodscale Mercenary Corps is behind it. Find him as quickly as possible!”

Jiang Chen spoke rapidly, urging her to hurry. If they were too late, Chu Yan might truly be in danger.

The strategist of the Bloodscale Mercenary Corps was an extremely cautious man. Even when he returned to his hometown, he had not told Bloodscale, the corps leader, his whereabouts. He also enjoyed Bloodscale’s deep trust. Jiang Chen had originally intended to wait until the strategist returned before catching him off guard.

Now, however, it seemed that the strategist might already have returned in secret.

Cao Moling’s expression turned grave. “Understood. I’m going immediately!”

So that was why Jiang Chen had suddenly left the hospital without meeting Ye Qingchan—something serious had happened to the Chu family!

After hanging up, Jiang Chen called Xiong Wuqiang as well, ordering everyone from the Mighty Bear Hall to search for Chu Yan and the others. Perhaps they would be able to find them while they were being taken away.

Before long, Cao Moling called back.

“Mr. Jiang, Bloodscale can’t get in touch with his strategist. The Linghu Sect is doing everything it can to search for the Chu family!”

The veins on Jiang Chen’s arm bulged. He nearly crushed the phone in his hand as fury and murderous intent surged through him.

“Have Bloodscale provide a photograph of his strategist. If we can’t find him, he dies!”

The murderous chill in his voice left even Cao Moling trembling with fear.

…

In the outskirts of Linzhou, someone had purchased a luxurious private villa.

That someone was Gao Zhihui, the strategist of the Bloodscale Mercenary Corps.

He had a pair of narrow, triangular eyes and a somewhat vicious appearance. He looked to be in his thirties, with an air of cunning and sinister intelligence.

Beside him stood a lean, powerful bodyguard known by the codename Blood Butcher. He was also a high-level martial arts grandmaster of the Bloodscale Mercenary Corps. He had no interest in money or women; the only thing he loved was slaughter, through which he honed his strength.

“With the cultivation method I gave you, Blood Butcher, you should be able to break through to the martial arts master realm before long, shouldn’t you?”

Gao Zhihui sat on the living-room sofa with one leg crossed over the other. Swirling a glass of deep-red wine that shimmered with a violet sheen, he smiled at Blood Butcher.

“At most three months. I will certainly become a martial arts master!”

Blood Butcher stood to one side with his arms folded, radiating confidence and domineering force.

“Hahaha! Then allow me to congratulate you in advance!”

Gao Zhihui smiled, raised his glass toward Blood Butcher, and drained it with elegant ease.

“Of the three major underground powers in Linzhou, the leaders are two men and one woman. Our boss wants to unify the entire underworld of Linzhou, yet his first target is the woman from the Linghu Sect. There’s no fun in killing her!”

Blood Butcher spoke of the night’s events. If he were already a martial arts master, he would definitely have left the Linghu Sect until last.

“You don’t understand,” Gao Zhihui said. “The Linghu Sect’s Black Widow, Cao Moling, is still a woman in her prime. Perhaps our boss will conquer her in bed.”

With an amused smile, Gao Zhihui picked up the bottle of Romanee-Conti on the table—more expensive even than Lafite—and poured himself another glass.

“When Chu Yan is brought here, I’ll let you taste what a woman is like. She’s even more beautiful than Cao Moling!”

“Not interested.”

Blood Butcher remained unmoved. Women would only slow the speed of his blade.

“Then I’ll savor her myself!”

Gao Zhihui took a sip of wine and glanced at the Patek Philippe on his wrist.

“By my reckoning, they should be here by now.”

A few minutes later, a group of mercenaries brought Chu Yan, Yao Bing, Old Master Chu, Chu Lihan, Zheng Lijuan, and Chu Yuting into the villa, all bound. Yao Bing, a martial arts grandmaster, had been knocked unconscious.

“Miss Chu, Old Master Chu, it’s been a long time!”

Looking down at Chu Yan and Old Master Chu, who were kneeling on the floor, Gao Zhihui spoke with the air of a victorious man.

“Who are you? Why have you brought us here?”

Chu Yan demanded furiously, struggling in vain against the ropes binding her.

“If you want revenge, come at me! Let them go!”

Old Master Chu roared, determined to bear everything alone.

“Ah, you’ve actually forgotten me. That truly hurts.”

Gao Zhihui sighed and put on a pained expression. Then he rose and said coldly, “In that case, I’ll help you remember.”

“Six years ago, the Gao Corporation was ruined by the Chu Corporation. My father went bankrupt and was driven to leap from a building to his death. Unable to repay his debts, I fled overseas. All of that was thanks to your Chu family!”

“Why do you think I brought you here? To take revenge, of course! Hahahaha…”

By the end, Gao Zhihui’s face had twisted viciously, and his laughter carried a sinister murderous intent.

“You’re Gao Zhihui?!”

Old Master Chu recognized him in shock, then explained, “Back then, the Gao Corporation resorted to every unscrupulous means in a vicious competition. Your father brought about his own ruin…”

“Shut up!”

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Gao Zhihui snarled, cutting him off.

“Did you have my parents killed in that car accident?”

Remembering Gao Zhihui’s declaration of revenge, Chu Yan demanded furiously.

“Your parents? Those two short-lived fools died too soon. I hadn’t even had the chance to take revenge with my own hands. What a pity!”

Gao Zhihui gave a sinister laugh.

“So I’ll simply take twice the revenge on you instead! But what surprises me is that Old Master Chu didn’t die from the poison I gave him. I wonder which miracle doctor cured him?”

The Chu family was stunned. The poison that had afflicted Old Master Chu had actually been administered by Gao Zhihui!

“Of course it was a miracle doctor at the hospital!”

Old Master Chu insisted firmly. Since Gao Zhihui had already declared his intention to take revenge on the Chu family, he absolutely could not drag Jiang Chen into it.

“Old Master Chu, do you take me for a three-year-old child? That bunch of quack doctors at the hospital couldn’t even identify the poison!”

Gao Zhihui smiled wickedly.

“It doesn’t matter if you refuse to tell me. I can simply poison you again. If you want to live, summon that miracle doctor here. If you want to die, then endure the torment and wait for death!”

“You shameless bastard!”

Chu Yan cursed furiously. It was obvious that Gao Zhihui intended to take revenge on the doctor who had cured her grandfather as well—and that doctor was Jiang Chen. She could not bear to see either of them die.

“I can be even more shameless!”

Gao Zhihui leered.

“There’s a kind of aphrodisiac that can turn a chaste, virtuous woman into a wanton slut. Once you take it, you’ll become even more frenzied than if you were poisoned. How about we have some fun while we wait for your grandfather to succumb to the poison?”

“How does that sound? Exciting, isn’t it? Hahahaha…”

Chu Yan’s face turned deathly pale with terror. Gao Zhihui was simply a devil.

“Someone, give this poison to Old Master Chu. Then give this aphrodisiac to Miss Chu!”

Gao Zhihui took two pills of different colors from his clothing and issued the order with an evil smile.

“No! Gao Zhihui, don’t you just want someone to pay for your father’s death? Poison me and let Yan Yan go!”

Old Master Chu struggled desperately, trying to stop them.

“Old bastard, I decide how revenge is taken. I’m going to ravage your granddaughter in front of you!”

Gao Zhihui spoke with a cruel smile.

A group of mercenaries pinned Old Master Chu and Chu Yan down, forced open their mouths, and made them swallow the poison and the aphrodisiac.

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