899: Chapter 892: Win to Live!
Lose to Die!
899: Chapter 892: Win to Live!
Lose to Die!
The chairman of the Overlord Society, Fang Gaoyang, and others had dared to harbor killing intent towards Ye Chenfeng, and Ye Chenfeng was certainly not going to let these people off.
However, today was the funeral of Zhang Dafei and his wife, and Ye Chenfeng did not want to cause a bloodbath here.
Besides, he was still waiting for the decisive battle with Xue Ying, and once he had sent Xue Ying off to meet King Yama, he would have plenty of time to reorganize the underworld forces of Tianhai.
After Fang Gaoyang and the others all collapsed in front of Zhang Dafei and his wife’s memorial tablets, Ye Chenfeng treated these people like footballs, kicking them out of the memorial hall one by one.
After he had cleared out the trash from the memorial hall, Ye Chenfeng turned around to look at Zhang Xinran, whose cheeks were still streaked with tears.
He reached out and gently wiped the tears from her face, saying softly, “Xinran, once your parents’ funeral is over, if you still feel unresolved, big brother Chenfeng can make all this trash disappear from the world for you.”
Zhang Xinran did not avoid Ye Chenfeng’s hand as he wiped the tears from her cheeks.
When she was being pressured by her so-called relatives and the gang leaders of Tianhai, when she felt most desperate and powerless, it was Ye Chenfeng who had stood in front of her.
In that moment, big brother Chenfeng had truly begun to enter her heart, making her feel that she was not completely alone in this world.
“Big brother Chenfeng, thank you,” Zhang Xinran said softly, biting her lip.
Ye Chenfeng rubbed Zhang Xinran’s head and said, “You’re calling me big brother Chenfeng, do we really need to say thank you between us?
Besides, having a cute sister like Xinran is something big brother Chenfeng has always dreamed of.”
“Xinran, as long as Young Master Ye is here, you will definitely never be bullied again.
You must pick yourself back up,” Fang Nanxiang also came over and patted Zhang Xinran’s shoulder.
Zhang Xinran looked again at her parents in the coffins.
Although she was still in great pain, at least she didn’t feel so alone anymore.
She nodded vigorously, biting her lip tightly, and said, “Big brother Chenfeng, Uncle Fang, let’s go and send my parents on their final journey!”
Hearing Zhang Xinran take the initiative to speak these words, Ye Chenfeng and the others let out a sigh of relief.
Fang Nanxiang had already arranged for the hearse and hired several porters.
After they carried the coffins of Zhang Dafei and his wife onto the hearse, Ye Chenfeng and the others headed for the crematorium.
After a whole day of busy work, Ye Chenfeng and the others went to the crematorium to cremate Zhang Dafei and his wife, then they took the urns to the cemetery and buried Zhang Dafei and his wife together.
Afterwards, Zhang Xinran sobbed in front of her parents’ tombstone and said a lot of words, while Ye Chenfeng and the others accompanied her.
By the time Ye Chenfeng and the others left the cemetery of Zhang Dafei and his wife, it had already darkened.
When Ye Chenfeng and the others arrived at the entrance of the hotel where they were staying, Zhang Xinran had already fallen asleep in the car.
Ye Chenfeng and the others did not take Zhang Xinran back to the Zhang family villa; Ye Chenfeng thought it might be better for Zhang Xinran to stay outside for a while so she could emerge from her shadow more quickly.
Ye Chenfeng carefully lifted the sleeping Zhang Xinran, carried her straight into Sun Xiaoli’s twin room, and gently placed her on the bed.
After covering her with the blanket, Ye Chenfeng then left the room on tiptoe.
Upon leaving the room, Fang Nanxiang, Sun Xiaoli, and Sun Hengfei were waiting outside for him.
Sun Hengfei had stayed in the hotel all day looking after Wu Jie, who was now also asleep, so he had been waiting for Ye Chenfeng and the others to return.
Ye Chenfeng looked at Fang Nanxiang and the others and then glanced at his watch.
It was now past eight o’clock in the evening, and he casually said, “How about we go have a couple of drinks in the hotel restaurant?”
The hotel’s restaurant was open 24 hours, and Ye Chenfeng guessed that Fang Nanxiang and the others probably wanted to talk to him, which is why he made the suggestion.
Besides, this trip to Tianhai had left him with a lot of pent-up frustration, and he was indeed looking forward to having a few drinks to let off some steam.
“Sure, Young Master Ye, let’s go have a chat in the hotel restaurant,” Fang Nanxiang nodded in agreement.
The hotel’s restaurant was on the third floor.
After Ye Chenfeng and his group entered, they found a table for four, ordered a case of red wine and around a dozen appetizers.
Once the waiter had opened the bottle and poured everyone a glass of red wine, Ye Chenfeng asked the waiter to leave.
He picked up his glass, gulped down the red wine, and then refilled his empty glass before saying, “Fang, Xiaoli, Heng Fei, there’s no need for any more words.
I know you all want to join me in confronting Xue Ying, but to be honest, I don’t want to risk your lives by bringing you along.”
Sun Hengfei also picked up his glass, but just as he was about to speak, Ye Chenfeng’s phone rang from his pocket.
He immediately took it out—it was the phone given to him by Xue Ying, so he promptly pressed the answer button.
Xue Ying’s gloomy voice came through, “Ye Chenfeng, I told you I would give you two days to enjoy life.
Rest assured, I absolutely won’t go back on my word.
I’m calling you tonight to tell you something.”
“Ye Chenfeng, I’ve already chosen the place for our showdown.
The day after tomorrow at noon, there will be a grand banquet at Tianhai’s Tianhui Grand Hotel.
The entire Tianhui Grand Hotel has been booked for that day, and we’ll have our battle there.”
“However, Ye Chenfeng, I must remind you, you better let the banquet proceed as normal.
Don’t have the police shut down the Tianhui Grand Hotel, and it’s best not to even inform the police.
Because if the police get involved, they’ll simply be coming to die.”
“But if you cause the banquet the day after tomorrow to be canceled, then I will immediately change the location of our showdown.
Next time, I might choose a densely populated commercial building, and by then, the number of innocent deaths will increase exponentially.
So, I think you should know how to choose, right?”
“Ye Chenfeng, the day after tomorrow at noon, I’ll be waiting for you inside the Tianhui Grand Hotel.
The day after tomorrow will also be the real date of your death, Ye Chenfeng.”
“Du du du—”
Xue Ying didn’t give Ye Chenfeng a chance to speak; he hung up the phone directly.
After hearing Xue Ying’s arrangements, Ye Chenfeng suddenly frowned.
He couldn’t understand why Xue Ying would choose to have their showdown at a seemingly random banquet.
What sort of conspiracy could be behind this?
“Chenfeng, was it Xue Ying who called you?” Sun Hengfei hurriedly asked after seeing Ye Chenfeng finish the call.
Ye Chenfeng didn’t wish to hide it and recounted everything straightforwardly, “Xue Ying has arranged a showdown the day after tomorrow at the Tianhui Grand Hotel.
It seems the entire hotel has been booked for a banquet that day.
Of course, Xue Ying also said that if I cause the banquet to be canceled…”
“Master Ye, it seems that Xue Ying really doesn’t regard the lives of others at all.
If you don’t go to this banquet and face him, given Xue Ying’s crazy behavior, I’m afraid he’ll do something even more outrageous next time.
It seems we really must go to the banquet the day after tomorrow.”
“Right, Chenfeng, don’t try to stop us this time.
The banquet is bound to become very chaotic, and we, as Innate experts, will be able to help you out to some extent,” Sun Hengfei immediately said.
“Chenfeng, you’ve always been under a lot of pressure.
If possible, let us help relieve some of it for you!
In the future, we will definitely strive to catch up to your pace,” Sun Xiaoli’s beautiful eyes showed a resolute expression.
Ye Chenfeng sighed, gently swirling the wine in his glass, and asked, “Aren’t you all afraid to die?”
“Not afraid!” Fang Nanxiang, Sun Xiaoli, and Sun Hengfei’s responses were unexpectedly unanimous.
“Good.
The day after tomorrow, we will go to the banquet together.
If we win, we live; if we die, we die.
I believe we won’t be the ones to die.” Ye Chenfeng’s hand tightened around the stem of the wine glass, and in an instant, myriad fine cracks spread across it.
After his initial fight with Xue Ying, he sensed that Xue Ying’s strength was at the Middle Stage of Soul Force.
If Xue Ying had no unique abilities or hidden strength, Ye Chenfeng was a hundred percent confident he could kill him using the Storm Profound Step Method.
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(To be continued.
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