God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 238 - 248: Kill Liang Yong

Chapter 238: Chapter 248: Kill Liang Yong

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The small yacht hit the water, and Fang Yi leaped aboard with Cai Qin.

Fang Yi was, of course, capable of operating a yacht. After telling Cai Qin to hold tight, he revved the engine to its maximum and charged out, chasing after Liang Yong.

At that moment, Liang Yong, seeing no one in pursuit, breathed a sigh of relief.

Recalling his panicky state just moments ago, he found it somewhat amusing. Was he also capable of fear?

But fear was fear, and there was no shame in it. After all, he had already escaped. Once he reached the open sea and rendezvoused with Song Haoyue, he would be safe.

Liang Yong knew Song Haoyue’s plan. Once they reached the vast sea, without a search apparatus, finding their target in that immense expanse would be a fool’s errand.

With no one to intercept him ahead and no pursuers behind, Liang Yong’s heart relaxed. He beckoned an underling, took a pack of cigarettes from him, lit one, and inhaled deeply to calm his nerves.

"Alliance Hierarch, where are we heading?" an underling, gathering his guts, cautiously inquired.

As the chief of the Big Axe Alliance, Liang Yong glanced at the man, said nothing, and kicked him instead. He spat and barked, "Is that your place to ask? Keep a tight watch on these girls. If even one is missing, I’ll hold you accountable."

The man didn’t dare to ask further and hastily agreed.

Liang Yong turned away and gazed into the vast night, continuing to smoke.

But just then, the same underling suddenly shouted, "Alliance Hierarch, bad news! They... they’ve caught up!"

Liang Yong’s hand trembled, dropping the cigarette, which the wind blew into his clothes. After struggling to get the cigarette out, he looked back and his heart sank.

Though it was dark and hard to see people, the lights from the approaching speedboat signaled doom. Liang Yong could sense that it was Fang Yi catching up.

"Faster! Damn it! Go faster!" Liang Yong’s face reddened as he yelled frantically.

In that moment, a genuine sense of fear spread within Liang Yong.

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"Slow down! You’re not driving a car, it’s a speedboat, take it easy!" Clutching tightly to the edge of the speedboat, Cai Qin managed to keep herself from being blown away.

Cai Qin had ridden in speedboats before, but never one as fast as this. The sharp turns along the river had almost sent her flying.

However, Fang Yi, who was driving the speedboat, didn’t respond to the panicked Cai Qin. His only target was catching up to Liang Yong ahead.

How could he slow down with the target right in front?

For Fang Yi, driving a speedboat was similar to driving a car, but even more thrilling!

This river was much wider than any road, and it was free of any obstructions. He just needed to make sure not to veer onto the riverbanks.

In the vast darkness of night, Fang Yi pushed the speedboat to its limits, cutting through the waves like a great white shark.

Soon, Fang Yi’s speedboat was running parallel to Liang Yong’s. Fang Yi waved for Cai Qin to take over driving the speedboat, and then he stood up, looking over at Liang Yong on the neighboring boat.

Liang Yong instantly noticed Fang Yi, and upon realizing he was being watched, his expression drastically changed, fear inadvertently seeping into his heart.

On the river, amidst the black night, Liang Yong felt a chilling cold pierce his spine.

"I have a gun." At this point, Cai Qin had gradually adjusted to the speed of the speedboat and pulled out a silver-white pistol from behind her waist.

This silver-white pistol was custom-built for Cai Qin and was her favorite possession.

But Fang Yi just smiled and shook his head at her, saying, "No need."

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The next moment, Fang Yi pulled open a section of the "deck" on the small speedboat he was on, revealing tools like pliers and wrenches, and naturally, there was also a rope.

Seeing Fang Yi’s actions, Cai Qin exclaimed in shock, "What are you trying to do?" She had a vague guess about what Fang Yi intended to do.

Fang Yi took out a sharp dagger and tied one end of the rope to the handle of the dagger. In the dark night, he threw the dagger like casting a lasso, the sharp blade piercing into an unknown object.

Fang Yi tugged hard, testing the rope’s ability to bear his weight, and then tied the other end of the rope to his own speedboat.

"Alliance Hierarch, it’s not good, he’s coming over!" a subordinate cried out in alarm.

Liang Yong scoffed coldly, "Can he jump over?"

At such a high and hurried speed, a single careless mistake resulting in falling into the water and hitting a speedboat meant certain death, and Liang Yong could not believe that Fang Yi could make it across.

But in the next instant, Liang Yong saw Fang Yi stepping through the air towards him, turning his face pale with fright.

To say Fang Yi was stepping through the air was merely an expression; in reality, he was walking on the rope, much like tightrope walking.

Liang Yong was shocked. He had never anticipated that under such circumstances, his opponent could use such a method to come across. Was this person a ghost, unfazed by anything?

A sense of doom filled Liang Yong’s heart, and he actually forgot to resist until Fang Yi had jumped onto the yacht he was on. Only then did he recover, immediately grabbing a girl to use as a hostage.

"Don’t come any closer! Fang Yi, if you dare take another step, I’ll kill this girl right before your eyes!" Liang Yong shouted furiously, threatening.

At this moment, Liang Yong was internally panicking, his heart racing and his face covered in sweat the size of beans.

Fang Yi smiled slightly and said, "Even if I don’t come over, what can you do?"

Liang Yong was stunned, not understanding what Fang Yi meant.

The next moment, an invisible icy chill directly targeted Liang Yong’s hand that was choking the girl.

Liang Yong let out a scream like a slaughtered pig, and the girl fainted. The yacht was small, and with one step, Fang Yi was in front of Liang Yong.

Fang Yi caught the girl with one arm while grabbing Liang Yong’s collar with the other. His face twisted into a ferocious expression, and with a toss, Liang Yong crashed to the ground with a thud.

Then Fang Yi handed the girl to other girls to support her, and he stepped on Liang Yong’s neck as he tried to struggle to his feet. The harder Liang Yong struggled, the tighter Fang Yi stepped.

"Liang Yong, your time is up," Fang Yi said slowly, like an Executioner announcing a death sentence.

"How dare you!" Liang Yong screamed.

With conscience forsaken and having committed countless evil deeds, Fang Yi pondered, "Why should I hesitate to kill you? Go meet King Yan." A dagger appeared in Fang Yi’s hand.

Seeing the cold gleam of the dagger in Fang Yi’s hand, Liang Yong finally became terrified, his eyes wide with fear.

"No, please no! Don’t—" Liang Yong screamed hysterically.

Pfft!

The blade of the dagger plunged into Liang Yong’s neck, drawing a line of blood. Liang Yong grasped at the gash on his neck, but could not stop the spray of blood. His eyes, wide and spiteful, stared at Fang Yi, clearly dying with grievances unappeased.

Fang Yi felt no guilt over his resentful death; after all, it was just killing a man, especially one who had committed such vile acts. He felt no psychological burden—on the contrary, he felt a greater sense of relief, which is what one might call...

Thrilling!

(Continuous updates!)