"You now have two paths!"

"One is you kill him, drag the body away, bury it, and leave Mingzhu. The other is I kill you!"

Ye Feng's eyes were fixed on the sole remaining man before him, his gaze cold and merciless, as if looking down at a weak and insignificant ant.

Upon hearing Ye Feng's words, the man jumped in fright, and as he turned to look at Huang Silang, lying on the ground with blood from all four limbs, his scalp tingled even more.

"I... I can't..."

The man's lips quivered uncontrollably, and his words trembled without cease.

At this, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth turned up in a cold smile; suddenly, he stepped forward and seized the man's hand that held the dagger:

"Don't worry, killing isn't that hard!"

Ye Feng, in that moment, was like a big brother teaching a little child, exceedingly gentle, slowly pulling the man toward Huang Silang.

"You just have to stick your dagger into his flesh, just like killing a pig, it's very simple!"

While smiling gently, Ye Feng grasped the man's hand and suddenly thrust it downward.

Thud!

A dull sound came, and Huang Silang's shoulder instantly had a bloody hole, from which blood surged continuously, and the intense pain made Huang Silang roll his eyes back, his body shaking even more violently.

"Ah... San... you dare to stab me, I... will kill you..."

Huang Silang clearly hadn't expected his own subordinate to actually stab him. He was both shocked and furious, glaring deathly at the man, his eyes nearly spewing fire.

Seeing Huang Silang's fierce and brutal stare, the man named A-San trembled:

"Fourth... Brother Silang, it wasn't... it wasn't me, he was holding my... my hand..."

A-San tried to explain, but at the moment, Huang Silang was beyond listening. He now dared not hate Ye Feng but instead turned his hatred towards his own subordinate.

The man naturally saw the hatred in Huang Silang's eyes, and especially considering Huang Silang's brutal character on any given day, if the other were to survive, he would certainly kill him later on.

With this thought, the fear in the man's heart began to slowly dissipate, and a trace of cruelty and ruthlessness appeared in his eyes:

"Brother Silang, don't blame me!"

With that, the man swung the dagger in his hand, stabbing again into Huang Silang's chest. This time Ye Feng wasn't holding him, just standing quietly to the side, watching the spectacle.

Thud!

Another bloody wound appeared on Huang Silang, especially his heart, which throbbed as if it was about to be split open.

His eyes filled with disbelief, he couldn't believe that his own subordinate dared to kill him!

"Go to hell!"

The man, resolved to go through with it, repeatedly lifted and thrust the dagger down rapidly. In the blink of an eye, Huang Silang's body was covered in blood, riddled with wounds.

Huang Silang's face was filled with intense fear, his body convulsed a few times, and then he was instantly still.

"I... I killed Huang Silang..."

The man was still panting heavily, his body splattered with blood. It was only afterward, when he had calmed down, that he realized his back was soaked through.

Huang Silang had the Wolf Gang behind him, and even a more ferocious older brother!

If they found out he had killed Huang Silang, they would surely flay him alive!

"Well done! Drag the body away, bury it, and leave Mingzhu!"

Ye Feng's lips quirked up as he tossed over the car keys, then without paying further attention to the man, he strode directly to the burlap sack and untied it, revealing Wen Lan's body.

At this moment, Wen Lan was unconscious. After Ye Feng smelled the scent of the knockout drug, he also relaxed, promptly lifting her and heading towards the Bright Moon District.

Ye Feng wasn't the least bit worried about whether the man would follow his instructions.

As long as the man wanted to stay alive, he had to do as he was told.

The Bright Moon District was exceptionally rundown, not even a gatekeeper at the entrance, especially since it was now deep into the night and dark within the complex.

Ye Feng didn't know which floor Wen Lan lived on, so he reached into her pocket to look for the key, hoping it would have the apartment number on it.

Wen Lan's figure was curvaceous, her peaks rising mightily to a D cup, and her hips round and pert, encapsulated tightly by her clothing which sketched a perfect and enticing arc.

Not only that, but her seductively charming face was still heavily made up. She looked like a Demoness of the night, her glamorous appearance making one's heart race.

At this moment, Ye Feng's palm trembled slightly, and he seemed extremely nervous!

Whew!

Ye Feng took a long breath, suppressing the heat within his heart.

It was just at this moment that he suddenly felt a chill. His outstretched hand paused in mid-air.

He saw that Wen Lan was lying in his arms, and her large eyes, like the night's stars, were looking at Ye Feng, with a trace of confusion, a hint of shame and anger, and her pretty face flushed crimson.

"Cough cough… I was looking for the key…"

Seeing Wen Lan waking up, with a face full of wariness, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile wryly.

Wen Lan had actually started to come around the moment Ye Feng picked her up, and she also knew that Ye Feng was not actually taking advantage of her.

The fact that this guy had turned his head away, not looking at her, also made her feel more favorably towards him!

At least this guy wasn't a scoundrel taking advantage of someone else's vulnerability!

"I... I know…"

Wen Lan's pretty face flushed an even deeper shade, the atmosphere becoming somewhat awkward.

"Ye… Ye Feng… I can't seem to muster any strength in my body, can you... could you carry me up?"

As she spoke, Wen Lan's beautiful eyes were almost brimming with water.

Ye Feng noticed Wen Lan's embarrassment and asked for her floor number. Then, he carried her directly upstairs.

This old residential building had no elevator, and even the stairway was plastered with small ads, making it chaotic and shabby.

The profession of a flight attendant might not pay too high, but it was certainly above that of a white-collar worker. Ye Feng didn't understand why Wen Lan, a flight attendant, not only needed to work as a beer girl in a bar but also lived in such a dilapidated place.

Wen Lan seemed to be aware of how tattered the place was, a trace of sadness flickered on her pretty face. However, when she smelled the faint masculine scent on Ye Feng, her cheeks flushed even redder.

When the pair arrived in front of a door on the fourth floor, Ye Feng unlocked the door and carried Wen Lan inside.

Snap!

After switching on the light, the room brightened.

It was a one-bedroom apartment with barely any furniture, not even a coffee table or television in sight, just a worn-out sofa in the corner.

The room's decoration was simple, with some photos hanging on the walls.

Yet just after they entered, Ye Feng suddenly noticed that Wen Lan's breathing became rapid, and her fair and delicate face began turning slightly blue and purple.

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