In an S city pet hospital, by the clinic door, a man paced back and forth, his phone held to his ear, its screen dark, indicating an active call.
"Didn't I tell you, even if you all die, it cannot be harmed?!"
Hearing the sharp, angry voice from the other end, the man could no longer control his inner panic, his voice beginning to tremble:
"Sir, I don't know how Master Ye Mao suddenly at the airport... drank... human blood. The other party seemed difficult to deal with and directly attacked the young master. I was afraid... our whereabouts would be exposed, so..."
If it weren't for this cat being so important to the master, he wouldn't have humbled himself before a young girl! And he knew that the master would not let him off easily.
As expected, he heard the bone-chilling voice from the other end: "Wait for someone to replace you!"
The man was still hoping the master would spare his life, but he didn't expect...
He blankly turned his head. The doctor was holding a scalpel, working on the black cat. The man could no longer hide his fear, and he ran outside like a madman...
But he didn't know that a more terrifying punishment awaited him...
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Xuan Family Old Mansion
In Lan Han Yu's room, he was sitting in front of the computer, his small hands rapidly typing on the keyboard. Soon, the surveillance footage from the pet hospital was brought up...
"Has he not said where that cat is yet?!"
This cat posed no threat to them, but it had harmed his mommy, so he would not let it go!
He had also watched the airport footage. The cat's appearance was about ninety percent similar to the one he had seen before. Coupled with its violent behavior, it must be the cat they were looking for!
Xuan Mo Han drove alone at high speed on the open road, his voice devoid of any inflection, his expression terrifyingly grim:
"He confessed. It's at that pet hospital. When I sent people over, the cat was already gone. They had accomplices to help them!"
At the same time, Lan Han Yu also retrieved the surveillance footage around the hospital. A white vehicle was heading towards a secluded area in the southern part of the city...
He immediately informed Xuan Mo Han of the vehicle and the road information. There were very few surveillance cameras in that area, so the rest depended on Xuan Mo Han.
When the location was sent to Xuan Mo Han, he suddenly yanked the steering wheel sharply to the front, drifting the car around.
He pressed down harder on the accelerator. In less than a second, the car was far away, heading towards the designated location...
Following the reconnaissance along the way, Xuan Mo Han quickly tracked the car to the mountain road section of the outer ring.
The terrain here was narrow and the road was steep, with almost no residents. So, were they here to deal with people?
Xuan Mo Han glanced at the cliff beside him, a bloodthirsty curve forming on his lips. Since they liked it, he would have to send them off...
Thin mist began to rise on the mountain peak. Slowly, a white car appeared in his view and drove at a slow speed until it stopped.
Five people got out of the car, carrying guns, and swaggered to the front of the black car.
"Brother, come out! Do we need to invite you?"
As they spoke, the car showed no movement, and the person inside had no intention of getting out.
One of them directly kicked the car, leaving a footprint: "You coward, hurry up and get out! If you dare to follow us, then come down! Or you'll be sorry later!"
But as soon as he finished speaking, the car suddenly shot forward. It grazed his body as it passed, the gust of wind it created sending him rolling twice on the ground before he stopped.
Before he stopped, the car had quickly and steadily returned to its original position. The next second, a pair of slender legs were extended first, followed by a face that appeared like a vengeful spirit before them.
They couldn't help but take a step back, raising their guns vigilantly, their eyes fixed on the person opposite them. In this situation, they had actually forgotten about the young master inside the car.
Xuan Mo Han slowly walked to the rear seat of the white car. Then, the others saw Xuan Mo Han's subordinate beside him at the car window. With a "bang," a window shattered into pieces.
Frightened, they immediately began to close in, threatening, "Xuan Mo Han, what do you want to do? All our people are here. If you have anything, come at us!"
Xuan Mo Han didn't turn his head, his voice floating lightly, "Is this cat so important to you?"
The others shook their heads violently, feeling like they were trying to fool themselves.
"Xuan Mo Han, you're scared because we have more people, aren't you?"
However, just as they were arrogant moments ago, they were now lacking in confidence. They slowly moved forward, thinking Xuan Mo Han wouldn't see or notice.
But they soon stopped, because Xuan Mo Han now held something, and the soft object swung naturally with his movements.
"This thing hurt my wife? It's just a beast. It should be killed. What do you say?"
The others immediately rushed forward, their voices already a little flustered: "Xuan Mo Han, what kind of ability is it to kill a cat? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out..."
"Heh heh~"
The next moment, Xuan Mo Han suddenly swung, and the unconscious black cat was thrown out of the cliff like garbage...
Everyone else stared with wide, terrified eyes. Only one person, disregarding everything, jumped down after it.
After a long time, they came back to their senses, wiping the cold sweat that was constantly dripping from their foreheads. Although it was cold now, they felt as if they were frozen.
"What should we do? Master Ye Mao is gone. How do we explain ourselves when we go back?"
"Do you think we can go back today?"
After speaking, the man who kicked the car looked up at the person opposite him who exuded a terrifying aura.
Since he had personally come, their chances of escape were practically zero. Even though they had numbers, he just had a premonition that they would definitely not escape!
"It's true that killing a cat is nothing, but it hurt my wife, so ten thousand deaths wouldn't be enough. As for you, you won't have the chance to speak of it either!"
The next moment, Xuan Mo Han's eyes instantly became as terrifying as a demon from hell. No one saw when he took out his gun. By the time they reacted, they could only look at the holes in their chests and then... fall to the ground powerlessly...
Only one person, with the muzzle of the gun aimed at his leg, was desperately crawling downwards, completely ignoring his constantly bleeding wound, and not caring that it might cripple his leg.
As he crawled, a pair of men's leather shoes appeared before him. The shoes were spotless, so shiny they reflected his wide eyes filled with terror, radiating an aura of death.
The scene shifted, and he was already in the ethereal void...
Xuan Mo Han took out a tissue to wipe his leather shoes, then... casually threw them off the cliff.
"Southern City Ring Mountain Cliff." With these words, Xuan Mo Han drove away directly.