Chapter 28: Chapter 28: The Silver Needle Claims a Life_1

Bang bang bang!

Crack crack crack!

Pfft pfft pfft!

After a series of noises.

All the subordinates lay on the ground, their fate between life and death unknown.

As for Wang Yan, it was even worse; her limbs were all twisted off, and she sprawled on the ground like a pile of mud.

Everything happened so suddenly.

So suddenly that Wang Yan herself couldn’t believe it was all real.

She lifted her head to look at Ye Fei, who stood above her with a grim face.

Wang Yan was scared.

Truly scared.

She propped herself on her head, tears and snot streaming down her face, "Fei Brother, for the sake of our past, please spare me this once. I’ll never dare again. I really won’t dare again!"

Ye Fei simply smiled coldly and remotely pressed on Little Ye’s sleep acupoint.

Little Ye fell asleep.

Ye Fei looked at Wang Yan expressionlessly.

"I already gave you a chance. You should never have touched my daughter. Understand."

Wang Yan, her sobs accompanied by snot and tears, pleaded, "It was all Su Qingyu, that bitch’s idea, Fei Brother please see the truth!"

Ye Fei chuckled lightly, "Of course I know. But that doesn’t absolve you of your sins."

With that, he gestured towards outside.

"Take one last look at this world."

"Your time isn’t much longer!"

Wang Yan was so frightened by those words that she wet herself.

"No! No! Fei Brother, I don’t want to die yet, I haven’t lived enough. As long as you don’t kill me, do anything you want to me. I..."

Before Wang Yan could finish speaking, Ye Fei casually flicked his wrist.

Dozens of silver needles flew out at high speed, each striking towards the death acupoints of Wang Yan and the others.

They were already as good as dead.

Wang Yan’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted on the spot.

...

Six hours later.

Little Ye woke up from her sleep.

Curled up in her daddy’s arms, she felt immeasurably warm.

Immeasurably safe.

Ye Fei had taken the opportunity while his daughter was deep in sleep to heal her wounds.

"Daddy!"

Little Ye looked around and noticed that the environment was different from before, and she curiously asked, "Daddy, did I just have a nightmare?"

Ye Fei nodded, "Yes, but the nightmare is over now. Don’t be afraid."

Little Ye finally showed an innocently sweet smile and hugged Ye Fei tightly.

"With Daddy here, Little Ye isn’t afraid of anything!"

"Mm, Daddy will take you home."

Ye Fei picked up Little Ye, his mind filled with a thousand thoughts.

Wang Yan was just a small fry; behind her stood Su Qingyu and Chen Zihao.

If that was the case.

Then these two also had to be eliminated.

Just then, the phone that had been seized from Wang Yan started to ring.

It was Chen Zihao calling.

As soon as Ye Fei answered, a torrent of angry cursing came from the other side.

"Wang Yan, what’s going on? Have you handled the matter?"

"Damn it, making me wait so long, are you tired of living!"

Ye Fei laughed softly, his voice echoing through the empty warehouse.

As soon as Chen Zihao heard the voice, he stiffened instantly.

"Ye, Ye Fei?"

"Ye Fei! Where’s Wang Yan? What have you done to her?"

Ye Fei’s laughter ceased, and he replied with an icy cold voice, "You should worry more about yourself."

"It won’t be long before I come for you personally."

After speaking, he hung up the phone and crushed it underfoot.