NOVEL NEXT Chapter 505 - 424, Demon Manor_1
Chapter 505: Chapter 424, Demon Manor_1
The two men stood at the entrance of the alley, hesitating slightly.
The person they were following had emerged from the bazaar and walked directly into the dim, deserted alley.
They suspected that their target had realized he was being followed, and had deliberately chosen to head into the alley to set a trap.
“What do we do?” One of them asked.
The other one frowned, stating, “We’ve got no choice. If we don’t bring that man back, Boss Lei won’t let us off the hook.”
“Should we call for backup?”
“There’s no time. As long as we don’t kill that young man, we should manage.”
“Okay, let’s do it.”
Both men made sure their weapons were secure at their waist, then stepped into the shadowy alley.
As dusk approached, the horizon began to be tinged with a red glow.
The alley darkened further. A homeless man snored loudly beside a pile of garbage.
The two men quickened their pace, fearing that their target might escape from the dark alley.
The quiet alley echoed with the sound of their hurried footfalls.
They rounded a corner.
Their footsteps abruptly halted.
Ahead, two figures blocked their path.
The young man and woman they had been tailing.
Surprisingly, they had waited for them to arrive.
After confirming that there were no other accomplices, some tension eased from within the two men.
This must be a rich, spoilt heir who doesn’t know better.
They drew the daggers from their waist, sneering at the young couple.
Fang Hao calmly looked at the two men and asked, “Who sent you guys? You’ve been tailing us all day. Fess up, then you can call it a day.”
“Heh. What’s the rush? You’ll find out soon enough,” one of them replied.
“You’re not here to kill me?” Fang Hao inferred from the man’s words that assassination didn’t seem to be their motive.
“You’re lucky. You’re worth more alive than dead.”
Upon hearing their answer.
Fang Hao confirmed that these two men were sent by someone else to capture him.
It could be the Faceless Ones, a business competitor, or that the Dragon Scale Mercenaries discovered something they shouldn’t have.
Fang Hao quickly ran through the list of potential enemies in his mind.
The abilities of these two men were not bad.
They had reached the fifth-tier, which in the mercenary world, was considered quite skilled.
But they were no match for Fang Hao and Anjia at this moment.
As they saw the two men approaching with daggers in their hands.
Fang Hao said to Anjia, “Don’t kill them. I want to find out who’s been tailing us.”
“Hmm.”
As soon as Anjia responded affirmatively, her body shot forward explosively.
Like a swift shadowy streak, she was upon them in the blink of an eye.
Thud! Thud!
Two beating sounds later, both men were flung backward.
They crashed into the wall behind them, coughing up blood.
Just moments ago they seemed formidable, but in the twinkling of an eye, they had lost their combat power, unable to get up.
Fang Hao walked over and addressed the men, “Tell me, who sent you? If you speak, you can live.”
The men’s faces were bone-white, and they couldn’t stop coughing up blood.
They never expected that the young businessman’s beast-eared maid possessed such combat power.
“We admit defeat in this matter. Let us go, and you’ll never see us again,” one of them said weakly, clutching his chest.
This almost made Fang Hao laugh.
He’d come up with a good idea, had failed to assassinate someone, but now acted as if they were playing by some rules of the underworld.
There’s no such easy deal in the world.
“You’ve already attacked me. Do you think I’ll let you walk away just like that? One last time, who sent you?” Fang Hao continued.
“You’d better not pry. This isn’t something you should…”
Fang Hao, exasperated, waved his hand. Anjia, wearing Tiger’s Claw, punched the man twice on the nose.
He choked on his words, and with a twitch of his eyes, he passed out.
Fang Hao squatted down in front of the second man, picked up his fallen dagger, and held it against the man’s throat, “Who sent you?”
The cold dagger made the man shiver.
“I-I-I’ll be killed if I tell,” the man’s voice trembled.
“If you don’t tell, you’ll die right now,” Fang Hao reminded him impassively.
The man saw the miserable state of his companion next to him, gritted his teeth, and blurted, “It was Lei Li. If we can capture you, our debt will be wiped clean, and we’ll receive a hefty reward.”
Lei Li…
So it was him. It seemed that while Fang Hao was gone, there were indeed changes within the Faceless Ones’ circle.
Not only had Lei Li targeted Rebecca, but he had also figured out that Fang Hao was the external support behind Rebecca.
“Are there others?” Fang Hao continued his interrogation.
“I’m not sure, but I think there might be others. Boss Lei Li never lacks pawns or resources,” the man said.
Lei Li was a big figure in the underworld.
He controlled a large portion of various entertainment industries.
He never ran short of minions and enforcers.
Even people like the man in front of him, who were deeply in debt, were plentiful under his control.
“Alright, I’m satisfied with your answer. I’ll let you off this time. But if you dare show your face in front of me again, it won’t end as simply as it did today,” Fang Hao said, tossing the dagger aside.
“Y-Yes, thank you, thank you sir!” The man immediately kneeled on the ground, knocking his forehead on the floor twice in thanks.
As for the other obstinate man, Fang Hao ordered Anjia to break his limbs.
The alley was instantly filled with agonized wailing.
The sound woke the homeless man from his slumber and frightened away the rats foraging for food.