readytorunbook Chapter 1906 - 455: Besieged on All Sides, Surrounded by Ambushes
Chapter 1906 - 455: Besieged on All Sides, Surrounded by Ambushes
Yan Song suddenly lifted his gaze, seeing a person stride in from outside the door. Miao Sanjie immediately darkened her eyes and walked over quickly, speaking respectfully.
"Boss."
Ten Thousand Skeletons, a name that strikes fear throughout North China.
It is rumored that he was the real culprit of the shocking "511" serial dismemberment case in North China’s Third District. The "511" serial murders shook the nation twenty years ago, with seven young girls being subjected to inhuman torture before being dismembered. The brutality of the case was appalling. At the time, the police did not disclose the details to prevent public panic, but eventually, the grim images from the crime scenes leaked, being horrific enough to cause nightmares for a year after just one glance.
And Ten Thousand Skeletons was the true murderer in that serial dismemberment case. It is said that he was caught back then and confessed his crimes without dispute. The police sentenced him to death, but just before execution, Ten Thousand Skeletons successfully escaped from prison, settled in City J, built up his forces, and continued to elude the police. Later, as Ten Thousand Skeletons grew stronger, the police became powerless against him. These legends shrouded Ten Thousand Skeletons in a terrifying shadow.
Murderous without blinking, ferocious, violent, and bloody—these adjectives are synonymous with him.
Lin Shishi thought about these snippets of information about Ten Thousand Skeletons as the footsteps grew closer, and suddenly, her back felt a bit cold.
The man was about 1.89 meters tall, with a muscular build. He wore a black tank top, and from his arms to his neck, his body was covered with blue tattoos. At first glance, they looked like dragons, glaring fiercely, embodying a malicious spirit.
Lin Shishi instinctively took a step back; this was just the image Ten Thousand Skeletons should have, terrifying at a glance.
As the footsteps approached, it seemed like the ground was slightly trembling.
A pair of tiger-like eyes looked over, as if the man was on the brink of rage like an angry lion, making one’s hair stand on end.
Lin Shishi was startled and quickly hid behind Yan Song.
Oh my god, so scary!
So this is how Ten Thousand Skeletons looks, pretty much as she imagined.
But then, Yan Song sat there calmly, a slight gaze sweeping over, dissolving the threat in a breeze.
The newcomer swiftly retreated a step, bracing himself against the door frame, and squinted his eyes to look over.
"What’s your name, sir? Can you tell me your name?"
"A nobody, not worth mentioning."
"Ha, entering my Living Kill Hall, do you think you can still walk out?" The man pulled out a large hammer from behind and struck the ground, causing dust to fly and leaving a winding crack on the floor.
Miao Sanjie lowered her eyes.
Yan Song didn’t even lift his eyelids, his handsome face appearing incredibly striking in the dim shadows, with long eyebrows and a stern, cold demeanor.
"So this is your Living Kill Hall’s sincerity, sending a fake to impersonate?" A mocking voice sounded.
"You dare say I’m fake, believe it or not, I’ll smash your head with one hit?" Swinging the hammer aggressively.
"Hmm~" That faint sarcasm ignited the man’s wrath as he swung the hammer toward Yan Song.
"Ah~ be careful...!" Lin Shishi screamed exaggeratedly.
The force of the hammer was fierce, descending with the momentum of a thousand troops, unavoidable. Lin Shishi’s first instinct was to rush over as she saw Yan Song’s head about to be crushed under the hammer, but before she could approach, a force prevented her from advancing any further.
Miao Sanjie’s lips barely curled into a smile.
Suddenly, the hammer paused above Yan Song’s head. The man’s face flushed red, but he couldn’t press the hammer down any further, as if there was an invisible barrier stopping him.
The man was both shocked and furious, "Ah~." An exaggerated scream escaped his throat, his face turning crimson, veins bulging on the back of his hands.
Yet Yan Song looked over with a raising eyebrow, his gaze temperate mixed with a trace of slight ridicule, that superior glance as if overlooking ants, making the man feel an extremely humiliating sensation in his heart.
Yan Song gently waved his hand, and the man flew out like a kite with a broken string, tumbling embarrassingly to the ground, the hammer landing right in his crotch, his agonizing scream nearly tearing the roof apart.
Miao Sanjie subconsciously pouted, thinking that such a blow could crush eggs, just thinking about it made her teeth ache.
"You say he’s fake? That can’t be..." Lin Shishi wondered aloud.
The man climbed up, looking over with a startled and angry gaze.
"Step back." Suddenly, a light voice sounded.
Not particularly authoritative, as if speaking about the weather, but with an undeniable firmness.
The man retreated stammering, holding his hammer.
Lin Shishi looked toward the source of the voice, a tightly closed wooden door slowly opened, and a man walked out from inside.
He wasn’t tall, about 1.67 meters, dressed simply, with a buzz cut, skin somewhat tanned, not particularly handsome but not particularly unattractive, the type who blends into a crowd unnoticed, a middle-aged man who looked honest, simple, and ordinary.
Except for a pair of eyes, hiding a sharp gleam.
The man smiled at Yan Song, "How did you know he was fake?"
"Ten Thousand Skeletons isn’t that stupid."
Dumb enough to resort to violence right away.
The man rubbed his nose, "Can I take that as a compliment?"
Lin Shishi looked incredulously at the middle-aged, chubby man in front of her who could roll up his sleeves and get to work. Could this be the infamous leader of the Living Kill Hall, Ten Thousand Skeletons?
Oh heaven... She had thought he would be a terrifying devil... But he turned out to have such a simple and honest demeanor, which was worlds apart from the legendary cold-blooded monster who killed without blinking an eye, right?
Yan Song sat coldly there, "If this is all your ambition, then I must have misjudged you."
"My ambition is to let my brothers under me have a good life." After speaking, he shook his head and smiled, "This time it was my men who failed to recognize Mount Tai, offending you, sir. I, Ten Thousand Skeletons, hereby offer my personal apologies. Sanjie, bring the wine."
"Yes." Miao Sanjie immediately brought over a bottle of wine, placing large sea-sized bowls before the two, filling them to the brim.
Ten Thousand Skeletons raised the bowl in front of him and said to Yan Song, "A smile at a meeting can let go of past grievances, a kind of fate. If you forgive me, please drink this bowl of wine. From now on, here in City J, in North China’s Third District, you will be under my protection."
That was already a courtesy.
Yan Song did not reach for the bowl of wine, leaving Ten Thousand Skeletons’ bowl awkwardly paused in mid-air, with a friendly smile still on his lips throughout, making it easy for people to feel good about him.
Lin Shishi was anxious deep down, after all, this was a toast from Ten Thousand Skeletons, a privilege not many had. She feared Ten Thousand Skeletons might get angry. Yan Song was indeed formidable, but ultimately they were on his turf, which made her uneasy inside.
Just then, a commotion suddenly came from outside. Miao Sanjie, with sharp ears, immediately furrowed her brow, instinctively glanced at Yan Song and said in a deep voice, "I’ll go have a look."
With that, she quickly walked out.
Opening the door a crack, Miao Sanjie peeked outside, and the next moment, incredulously said, "Boss, there’s trouble."
Ten Thousand Skeletons kept his composure, set the wine bowl down, and raised an eyebrow faintly, "Oh?"
"We’re surrounded by the police now."
A number of police cars were parked in front, fully armed special forces stood ready, police dogs lay alertly by their sides, watching, including countless strategic dead spots around them, all occupied by snipers; which means they had fallen into a trap, one bristling with hidden poison arrows.
Surrounded on all sides, ambushed from all directions.
And their men were captured and kneeling behind.
She found it unbelievable how they had managed to control her men and infiltrate in such a short time. She turned to look at the calm man sitting there and suddenly thought of the call he made earlier, it seemed these people were related to him.
What was even scarier was that he probably knew their identities before she revealed it, otherwise, how could these people have come so promptly?
Ten Thousand Skeletons didn’t seem too shocked, his composure still carried a certain boss-like aura, "Seems like tonight is indeed lively."
Lin Shishi moved to the window, looked out joyfully, "The police arrived just in time."
Miao Sanjie glanced at the atmosphere over there, pulled Lin Shishi into a room inside.
The room quieted completely.
In the small room, tension was building, ready to explode at any moment.
"Boss Wan, how about we make a deal?"
Ten Thousand Skeletons’ eyes narrowed slightly, a glint flashing in them.
"This is a guaranteed profit deal."
"Oh? I’m all ears."
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Night flowed quietly.
The town beneath Kunlun Mountain fell into a long silence, a crescent moon hung high, watching over the majestic Kunlun Mountain.
The car door opened, the man bent down and got in, the car started driving away, gradually leaving this small town.
Inside the car, the man in the front passenger seat turned excitedly, "Boss, you finally came back."
Yan Song said indifferently, "I’m keeping Ten Thousand Skeletons because he still has his uses, make sure to arrange the matters I entrusted to you."
"Rest assured, boss, I won’t let you down, but... so much happened while you were away..."
Yellow Hair suddenly didn’t know how to start, knowing the boss would not remain calm once he found out.
"Speak."
Yellow Hair sighed.
"Not long ago, the Bauhinia Society established its regime and declared independence as a nation, Queen proclaimed herself King, Sangque openly expressed support, and half of the world leaders showed their support too. It seems the Bauhinia Society has been planning for this day for years, who knows how many people have become her minions."
Yan Song had long foreseen this day, so he wasn’t too surprised. Hearing this, he said calmly, "And then?"
"The Queen found her long-lost daughter and held a coronation on the sixth day of June, naming her Princess Shengxi. At the time, Sangque, Lady Mindai, King Milaiden, and President Relos all attended the coronation, and by the way, Mr. Yan was also invited."
Yan Song’s previously calm eyes finally rippled with emotion, his fists clenching tightly under his sleeves.
"Princess?"
Yellow Hair’s head hung lower and lower, feeling the temperature in the car drop to freezing point.