Chapter 884: Chapter 884

"Thank you for saving my life." The ropes on Ah Hua's body were untied, and he spoke with immense gratitude.

Ding Fan nodded, acknowledging his thanks.

"Take this and eat it." Ding Fan then took out a Foundation Building Pill and gave it to Ah Hua.

Ah Hua had injuries on his body, which needed to be tended to. Since he had already rescued the person, he didn't mind giving away a single pill.

Ah Hua had heard before that the pills from the Ancient Martial Sect were very powerful. Without hesitation, he took the Foundation Building Pill from Ding Fan's hand and swallowed it.

After swallowing the pill, he immediately felt his previously groggy head clear up a lot, and the pain in his body lessened significantly.

Before, he had been so tormented that he could hardly stand, but after taking the pill, he was now able to walk without any problems.

"Thank you, senior," Ah Hua said to Ding Fan with utmost respect.

Ah Hua was already deeply shocked by Ding Fan's abilities; if the situation had permitted, he would have even liked to take Ding Fan as his master right there and then.

"Sun Chao is waiting for you outside. You go ahead first," said Ding Fan.

Ah Hua glanced at Bistelov beside him. "Senior..."

"If you want to kill them, I can give you that chance," Ding Fan said indifferently.

Speaking thus, Ah Hua walked over and picked up a submachine gun from the ground.

"No... don't kill me... please don't kill me..." Bistelov was terrified when he saw Ah Hua drag the submachine gun over.

At this moment, the once arrogant Bistelov was nowhere to be seen.

"Don't kill you?" Ah Hua snorted coldly. "Weren't you the one who said the Chinese were an inferior race? That we only deserved to be slaughtered by you? How come you're scared now?" With the submachine gun loaded, he pointed the muzzle at Bistelov and spoke.

"If you spare me, I can give you money, a lot of money," Bistelov pleaded, fearing Ah Hua would accidentally shoot him.

"To hell with your money!" Ah Hua immediately opened fire, killing Bistelov.

Bistelov, initially having come from Rakshasa Country, had brought these people who were former soldiers, some even special forces.

It was because of this that Bistelov had planned to carve out his own territory in the chaotic Middle East.

Bistelov did not expect that before he could fulfill his ambitions, he would be wiped out by someone, or more precisely, by one person alone.

Another Rakshasa who had surrendered was also shot dead by Ah Hua. In such a chaotic world, showing mercy to enemies is cruelty to oneself.

Having killed the two Rakshasa, Ding Fan let Ah Hua leave first, while he collected some explosives from the Rakshasa bodies and blew up the warehouse.

Given the perennial warfare in the Middle East, despite the huge commotion, it didn't amount to much.

After the explosion, Ding Fan met up with Ah Hua, who had already rejoined Sun Chao.

With the matter here concluded, the three of them then headed back to the hotel.

On their way back, worried that his boss would be concerned about him, Ah Hua called ahead to say that he had escaped from the hands of the Rakshasa Country.

Ah Hua's call was quite timely, as the Gang Leader Wan of the Northeast Gang had already mustered quite a few brothers, ready to rush over and fight to the death against the Rakshasa.

"Senior, our boss would like to meet my savior," Ah Hua said to Ding Fan after hanging up the phone.

As Ding Fan was a respected senior, it was now crucial to know if he wished to meet with Ah Hua's boss.

Ding Fan pondered for a moment. "Alright, let's meet then."

Ding Fan had his own plans: having just arrived in the Middle East, he had his missions to accomplish, intending to locate an arms dealer called Smith.

Seeing the complex situation here, Ding Fan thought that with the help of the Northeast Gang, many problems could be resolved. Moreover, Ding Fan held a favourable view of the Northeast Gang, which influenced his decision to meet with Gang Leader Wan.

"Yes, senior. I'll let my boss know right away," Ah Hua said, very pleased.

"Don't call me senior in the future. Judging by age, I should be younger than you. You can just call me Ding Fan." Although Ding Fan did not mind the formality of being called a senior, it seemed a bit too conspicuous here.

Ah Hua, being clever, understood that since Ding Fan was younger, he couldn't address him as "Brother Ding". He couldn't call him by his name either. "Then I'll address you as Young Master Ding," he proposed.

Ding Fan thought about it and saw no issue, so he nodded in agreement.

Now Sun Chao also refrained from calling Ding Fan "Brother Ding," addressing him as Young Master Ding instead.

The three of them didn't go straight back to the hotel but instead found an off-road vehicle and headed straight out of the city of Is.

After leaving the city for a short while, they arrived at a rather large manor.

The scale of the manor was not small, but what was grown inside weren't any valuable crops, but grains as far as the eye could see.

Before entering the manor, Ding Fan and the others in the off-road vehicle were stopped by two Chinese with submachine guns, but upon recognizing Ah Hua, they were immediately allowed to pass.

Ah Hua drove into the manor, passing through a field of wheat, finally arriving in front of several large tile-roofed houses.

Ah Hua's SUV came to a stop here, and instantly from the large tile-roofed house several dozen people came out. Many of them had bullet casings hanging from their bodies, and some even carried heavy machine guns. It was clear these folks had been rounded up to go rescue Ah Hua.

"Ah Hua, impressive, you actually managed to escape from the Russians. I wasn't wrong about you..."

"If I had a daughter, I'd marry her off to Ah Hua, but since I have a son, you'll have to wait until my son has a daughter of his own..."

Seeing Ah Hua getting out of the car, the people around were very affectionately crowding around, with a few who were particularly close friends joking along.

At this time, Ah Hua was not in the mood for chatting. "Where's the boss?"

"Boss is in the east room," someone replied.

"We'll chat later, I have an important guest," Ah Hua briefly said to the others, then took Ding Fan and Sun Chao towards the east room.

Ding Fan examined the tile-roofed buildings which somewhat resembled those in the northeast. Perhaps these people, being away from home all year round, use this style as a way to reminisce about home.

Ah Hua led Ding Fan into the east room.

Once inside the east room, Ding Fan quickly surveyed the layout. It was quite simple: a long kang (heated brick bed) with a long table situated in the middle, and that was it.

In the center of the room, a rugged-looking man was seated. Seeing Ding Fan and the others enter, he stood up to welcome them.

Even though Ah Hua hadn't introduced him yet, Ding Fan already guessed that this man was probably the leader of the Northeast Gang.

Unlike in movies and TV shows, Ah Hua didn't seem at all constrained in the presence of his boss; on the contrary, he was quite casual.

"Big brother, I'm back. I've brought the honored guest," Ah Hua immediately said to Ding Fan. "Mr. Ding, this is the leader of our Northeast Gang, Wan Quan."

"I really appreciate the help, friend. Otherwise, Ah Hua here wouldn't have made it back alive," Wan Quan said to Ding Fan, giving a fist and palm salute.

Wan Quan seemed to have a straightforward disposition, was informal, and unabashed. Just from a first glance, Ding Fan felt a good impression about Wan Quan.

"You're too kind," Ding Fan replied.

Wan Quan made sure not to slight Ding Fan.

The Rakshasa folks have been quite arrogant in the city of Yis lately. The Council of Elders used to be the most formidable armed force here, one that nobody dared to provoke.

Yet even such a fierce force was directly wiped out by the Rakshasa.

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If it wasn't for knowing that Ah Hua is reliable in speaking the truth and isn't one to boast, and that Ah Hua did indeed come back from the Rakshasa, Wan Quan would find it hard to believe—how could someone achieve this…

"Mr. Ding, please have a seat..." Wan Quan hurried to invite Ding Fan to sit down. At this juncture, Sun Chao and Wan Quan also exchanged greetings. Sun Chao and Wan Quan had dealt with each other before, and if it wasn't for the Northeast Gang, he would probably have died long ago.

Ah Hua, quite perceptively, was making tea and pouring water for Ding Fan on the side.

"Mr. Ding, conditions here are a bit tough now, we don't have any good tea to offer, please bear with us," Wan Quan said to Ding Fan.

Ding Fan smiled, then calmly took a sip of the tea. "The tea is good."

Ding Fan was friendly and composed, and Wan Quan's impression of him was very favorable.

"Mr. Ding, the Middle East is quite chaotic now. I'm not sure what business you are planning to do here, but if you need any assistance, our Northeast Gang will definitely help without hesitation," said Wan Quan after chatting with Ding Fan about all sorts of things.

"This time I've come to Yis City mainly to buy some weapons," Ding Fan honestly revealed his intentions.

"Arms?" Wan Quan was taken aback.

Knowing that Ding Fan was young and didn't seem like a ferocious or aggressive person, he was puzzled as to why Ding Fan would want to buy firearms.

Ding Fan nodded. "Gang Leader Wan, do you know anyone?"

Wan Quan pondered for a moment, then said, "I do know some people, but I don't know where you want to transport the shipment. The arms dealers here only deliver within the Middle East; they don't handle other areas."

"I have means for transport; I'm now looking for a reliable arms dealer who also has the good stuff in stock," said Ding Fan.

How to transport the weapons was something Ding Fan had already figured out. With so many storage rings, even if each ring could only hold one tank, he would still be able to transport dozens.

Therefore, transportation posed no difficulties for Ding Fan; his concern was how to find a reliable contact.

"If we're talking about a reliable arms dealer, that would be Smith. As long as you have the money, from airplanes to cannons, you can get it all," Wan Quan said. "However, this old guy's stuff is famously expensive..."

Ding Fan nodded, recognizing that this Smith was the same person Sun Chao had mentioned.

At this moment, Wan Quan said, "If Mr. Ding wishes to meet Smith, I could introduce you. Whatever the case, we in the Northeast Gang still have some clout here, and they have to give us some face."

That was exactly what Ding Fan needed.

Even though Sun Chao could also take Ding Fan to meet Smith, going there abruptly might mean Smith wouldn't even meet with them. With an introduction from the Northeast Gang, it would save them a lot of trouble.

"Then I have to trouble Gang Leader Wan," Ding Fan responded.