The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 648 Want to Kill Me, You Have to Pay the Price_1

Chapter 648: Chapter 648 Want to Kill Me, You Have to Pay the Price_1

Wang Hu took a step back in fright, looked down, and saw Sun Hongqi spewing blood from his mouth, his face deathly pale, looking absolutely miserable.

His right arm, which had previously clashed head-on with Ning Fan, was now a mangled mess of blood and flesh, obviously rendered useless.

Not only that, Sun Hongqi felt as if a wild force was rampaging within his body, damaging his meridians and bones.

"Blargh!"

He cried out in agony once again as blood continuously poured from his orifices, spewing from his mouth as if a floodgate had been opened.

With just one punch, he had been severely injured!

Wang Hu stood there, dumbfounded, hardly able to believe his eyes.

He had once sparred with Sun Hongqi, and despite giving his all, he had never been able to injure him.

The man he couldn’t defeat was easily and seriously injured by Ning Fan, and the overwhelming sense of defeat coupled with the stark reality of their strength almost made Wang Hu unstable on his feet.

"Damn it... What... What level of cultivation are you? Wang Hu, you bastard... What level is his cultivation? Could it be a Seventh Grade Grandmaster? Or maybe Eighth Grade?!"

Sun Hongqi was completely engulfed in fear, frantically twisting his body as he retreated, not daring to meet the slowly approaching Ning Fan’s gaze.

His full-force strike could even fight a Sixth Grade Master, yet it was broken and turned against him so effortlessly.

What level of power does this kid possess?!

Ning Fan walked towards the two men, his icy gaze sweeping over them, "Do you still want to fight?"

Wang Hu’s heart skipped a beat, and all strength seemed to drain from his body, causing him to slump onto the ground.

Sun Hongqi was even more ashen-faced, struggling to kneel in front of Ning Fan, pleading desperately, "No, no, I won’t fight anymore, please... please don’t kill me..."

He was a member of the Martial Alliance with a promising future ahead; even with severe injuries, they could be treated as long as he was willing to pay the price.

It would be too much of a loss to die at Ning Fan’s hands for the sake of helping He Shan with his revenge!

As for making vicious threats, Sun Hongqi didn’t even consider it.

This kid was clearly heartless and cruel. If he threatened him now, what would it be but seeking death?

"Ning Fan, I was just eliminating disaster for money. We bear no deep grudge. I can pretend today’s incident never happened. Just go find He Shan for your revenge!"

"I guarantee that I will never appear before you again, and I won’t reveal your existence to anyone."

To divert Ning Fan’s attention, he even dragged Wang Hu over, speaking obsequiously, "This guy knows where He Shan is. They also have spiritual medicine there that will surely be of help to your cultivation!"

Wang Hu cursed inwardly, this guy turned his back on him faster than taking off trousers.

But to save his own life, Wang Hu hurriedly spoke, "That’s right, that’s right, I have spiritual medicine. I can arrange for someone to deliver it to you right away."

"And as for He Shan, I know where he is. If this bastard doesn’t die, he will surely find others to deal with you. You should hurry and kill him, to eradicate the problem and leave no future trouble!"

After saying that, he placed a call to He Shan right in front of Ning Fan.

The phone was answered almost immediately, a voice filled with anticipation coming through.

"Hello, have you guys taken down that kid yet?!"

When He Shan received the call, he was thrilled, thinking the matter had been successfully handled.

Little did he know, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

"What’s the situation? Is the signal bad?"

He gave his phone a tap and pressed it back to his ear, only to hear a familiar and indifferent voice.

"He Shan, if you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay the price."

Upon hearing those words, a chill ran down He Shan’s back, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice pit, throwing his phone onto the ground in terror.

He started pacing back and forth in the villa, panic-stricken and sweating profusely.

"Dammit, a bunch of useless fools, they couldn’t even handle Ning Fan... No, I have to leave, I can’t stay here! If I continue to stay, something terrible will happen!"

He Shan started packing to leave in a hurry, but was persuaded otherwise by Elder Liu and Elder Li.

"Young Master, that guy doesn’t know where you are, you don’t need to be so panicked."

"That’s right, plus if you leave hastily, you might encounter him on the road, and we won’t be able to protect you properly."

"It’s better to rely on the villa’s security. Arrange for a team of gunmen, combined with the power of the two of us, we can definitely capture that kid!"

He Shan had spent a considerable amount of money to provide Elder Liu and Elder Li with elixirs that not only healed their injuries but even enhanced their abilities further.

Even though their severed arms couldn’t be restored, it didn’t affect them too much.

Elder Li assured confidently, "Young Master, Elder Liu and I have a combined attack technique, and with our current strength, even a high-grade Grandmaster won’t be our match!"

Hearing this, He Shan’s worries dissipated. He was unaware that Sun Hongqi, whom Wang Hu had enlisted to deal with Ning Fan, was a high-grade Grandmaster.

Boldened, He Shan picked up the phone from the ground and called back directly.

"Ning Fan, if you dare, come find me! I’ll be waiting for you!"

Receiving He Shan’s taunting call, even Ning Fan was a bit dumbfounded.

He pointed to the disconnected phone, turned to look at Sun Hongqi and Wang Hu, "Has this guy gone mad with fear?"

Sun Hongqi and Wang Hu exchanged glances, puzzled by what had given He Shan the confidence to provoke Ning Fan.

Not caring too much, Ning Fan turned his head to Wang Hu, "Do you know where he is?"