Chapter 308: Chapter 308

The middle-aged man had never imagined that Deputy Leader Gao Shan, who he regarded as a god, would actually beg for mercy in front of Ding Fan.

He had boasted about their Bushido in front of Ding Fan before, but now, seeing Deputy Leader Gao Shan's pitiful appearance, the middle-aged man truly felt as if he had been slapped in the face by Gao Shan.

In his desperation to survive, Gao Shan not only disclosed the location of the blueprints to Ding Fan but even gave him the safe's combination; now talking about integrity and backbone seemed pointless...

There, Ding Fan once again pressed on some acupoints on Gao Shan's body.

Gao Shan, who had been convulsing non-stop on the ground, finally quieted down. However, he was now gasping heavily, looking as though he had just been tortured severely.

"Gao Shan, as the deputy leader of the Wolf Fang, you went ahead and disclosed our secrets to an outsider. Do you think the leader will spare you when he returns?" the middle-aged man said, glaring at Gao Shan.

"I can't take this anymore...I can't stand it..."

"You ****** are a disgrace to the Great Wa Island Empire!" the middle-aged man spat at Gao Shan vehemently.

"How would you know if you haven't tried it? That kind of pain is not something an ordinary person can endure..."...

For a while, the two of them hurled insults back and forth at each other.

Ding Fan didn't bother with their 'dog-eat-dog' squabble. After sealing their acupoints, he directly went to look for the blueprints as previously instructed by Gao Shan.

With his Divine Sense, Ding Fan quickly found the underground passage to the next level and entered it. There was a Mysterious Iron Gate blocking the path, which Ding Fan, giving it no regard, hand-bladed through, slicing off the iron lock.

Entering the passage, it wasn't long before he reached the lower level, where, according to Gao Shan's information, Ding Fan found a safe in an office-like room.

Since Gao Shan had given him the combination, it didn't take much effort for Ding Fan to open the safe. Upon opening it, he comfortably found the blueprints.

Although Ding Fan had never seen the blueprints before, they were wrapped in a large piece of kraft paper with a red seal in Chinese characters reading "Top Secret". Thıs content belongs to 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

Ding Fan not only took the blueprints but also collected all other documents in the safe. Having done this, he left the room.

After searching around for a while, Ding Fan found the entrance to a secret chamber.

This entrance was also disclosed by Gao Shan and was perfectly camouflaged. If Gao Shan hadn't mentioned it, Ding Fan probably wouldn't have been able to find it.

The entrance was a mural, which opened to reveal a cell.

Surprisingly, there was a small isolation Formation around this chamber, which explained why Ding Fan hadn't discovered this place sooner.

However, upon seeing the scene inside the cell, even the typically composed Ding Fan couldn't help but frown deeply.

Inside the cell, seven or eight skulls hung, with flies buzzing continuously around them. These skulls turned the already eerie cell into something resembling Senro Hell.

The floor of the cell was also covered with grim bones, and upon entering, one could smell a pungent odor. And in this grim and terrifying cell, a woman was imprisoned.

The woman's body was covered with wounds, and she was hanging inside the cell, barely alive.

Ding Fan wasted no time. He went over, lowered the hanging woman, and then injected a stream of True Qi into her body.

It wasn't long before the woman weakly regained consciousness.

"Mr. Ding? Is it you?" When she saw the person before her, her eyes brightened. She tried to sit up but the movement pulled at her wounds, causing her so much pain that she almost passed out again.

Ding Fan again injected a stream of True Qi into the woman's body, which somewhat revitalized her.

"Do you know me?" Ding Fan asked.

The woman nodded. "I'm Zhou Mei. Last time in Changling, after we were surrounded, you rescued us..."

Ding Fan then remembered that there indeed was someone named Zhou Mei back in Changling.

"The members who came out with you, is there anyone else?" Ding Fan asked.

Upon hearing Ding Fan's question, Zhou Mei's eyes immediately welled up with tears, and after a long moment, she slowly shook her head. "They're all dead... The bones on the floor, and the hanging skulls, are theirs..."

As Zhou Mei said this, tears finally fell uncontrollably from her eyes.

Ding Fan's frown deepened; the bones on the floor and the hanging skulls were all of the Team 567 members...

To murder and then desecrate the bodies was utterly insane.

A deep murderous intent flashed through Ding Fan's eyes. To take lives was one thing, but to skin and de-bone the corpses was the utmost dishonor.

These Japanese deserved to die!

"I'll take you out of here first," Ding Fan knew they couldn't stay here long, so he immediately carried Zhou Mei horizontally in his arms.

Ding Fan didn't mind the bloody smell on Zhou Mei's body, nor the blood on his own body. Those who shed blood for their country deserved Ding Fan's respect.

Ding Fan carried Zhou Mei out of the secret room.

After they left the secret room and reached the upper floor, Gao Shan and the middle-aged man were still incessantly hurling insults at each other.

"If you two don't want to die, you better behave, or else, I wouldn't mind killing you right now," Ding Fan said with lethal intent in his eyes.

Who was Ding Fan? He was a Cultivator.

Having seen the bloodshed in the secret room, the deadly aura filled Ding Fan's eyes, terrifying both Gao Shan and the middle-aged man into silence.

For someone who had killed more than a dozen Wolf Fang members without even blinking, Gao Shan and the middle-aged man had no doubts about Ding Fan's decisiveness in killing.

Killing them would only take seconds for Ding Fan.

Ding Fan immediately unlocked the acupoints on the legs of Gao Shan and the middle-aged man, and they obediently stood up.

"Follow me." After speaking, Ding Fan led the way, and although Gao Shan and the middle-aged man had their grievances, they dared not speak any more after Ding Fan's warning.

The three of them quickly left the secret room and arrived at the outside grocery store.

But just as they appeared in the grocery store, the sound of roaring motorcycles suddenly came from the door.

Ding Fan immediately swept over with his Divine Sense.

At that moment, the entrance of the store was already blocked. Outside, densely packed, more than thirty people armed with machetes and steel pipes were surrounding two individuals.

Those two people were none other than Mu Zi and Zhu Hua.

"Zhu Hua, ***** don't say I from Tiger Gang didn't give you a chance. Just bring out that pretty wife of yours, and I'll let you go," said a middle-aged man with dyed white hair, arrogantly carrying a Gatling gun on his shoulder.

"Even if I die, I will absolutely not tell you where my wife is!" Zhu Hu declared defiantly, clenching his fists.

"Kid, then I'll make sure you never see your wife again. Brothers, charge! Chop these two men down!" the White Hair Old Man shouted to his subordinates.

The thugs around him howled and charged at Mu Zi and Zhu Hua, wielding machetes and steel pipes.

Mu Zi furrowed her brow tightly. Although her cultivation was sufficient to protect herself, protecting Zhu Hua while doing so was beyond her power when facing machine guns, machetes, and steel pipes. These people charging at them could easily kill Zhu Hua in an instant.

Although Zhu Hua had no relation to her, he was, after all, someone entrusted by Ding Fan, and she couldn't just let him be harmed.

Just as Mu Zi was in a dilemma, squeaks—a series of sharp noises that sliced through the air erupted!

Immediately after, screams after screams resounded unceasingly.

Mu Zi looked up to see the thugs who had rushed up, falling to the ground like cut wheat, one batch after another.

Upon scanning the fallen thugs, each without exception had a red dot on their forehead, now killed by hidden weapons.

Before they could even approach, they had been wiped out in a sweep, and the remaining thugs dared not continue their charge, and everyone hesitated, slowly retreating.

"If you don't want your boss to die, throw all the weapons in your hands to the ground," a calm and composed voice suddenly reached everyone's ears.

The thugs were startled, and when they looked up, they saw that somehow, the White Hair Old Man had already been taken hostage, a Japanese blade held against his neck.

When Mu Zi saw who had arrived, she was so thrilled she almost jumped up with joy. The person holding the White Hair Old Man hostage, if not Ding Fan, then who?

When Zhu Hua saw Ding Fan, tears streamed down his face, he thought he was going to die just moments ago, but seeing Ding Fan now, he knew no one could take his life today.

"Drop them, drop everything!" the White Hair Old Man hurriedly shouted to his subordinates around him.

The subordinates looked at each other, then one by one, they threw their weapons to the ground.

"Brother, my men have already dropped their weapons…" the White Hair Old Man spoke ingratiatingly to Ding Fan at his side.

The White Hair Old Man wasn't lacking principles, but with the blade of the Japanese sword already cutting into the skin of his neck, just a bit more pressure from Ding Fan would sever his head.

One has to pick the right moment for arrogance—without his life, what's the point in posturing!