High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Chapter 196: Waiting for My Good News (Please Subscribe)

The next moment, Song Hailong felt a cold gaze fall upon him.

Trapped between a wolf in front and a tiger behind.

Following the words of this masked man might give a slim chance of survival, but violating them would spell doom immediately.

He gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and mustered the courage to say, "Lord Guan, I, I have some very bad news to tell you. You, you’d better be prepared."

"What?"

The middle-aged man’s voice dropped, spitting out a single word.

"Speak."

"Your, your brother, Captain Guan Dexi, he, he’s dead."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

But Chen Fan knew it was the calm before the storm.

Song Hailong’s body trembled uncontrollably, but he still managed to cast a bitter smile at Chen Fan, as if to say, Little brother, I am really walking on a knife’s edge for you, you better let me go afterwards.

"What did you say?"

After a brief silence, a voice filled with anger erupted from the other end of the phone, "Song Hailong, do you know what you just said? I’ll give you one more chance to organize your words."

Song Hailong was so scared that snot and tears overflowed. A dead person couldn’t come back to life, so no matter how many chances he got to organize his words, it was useless.

"Hmm?"

"Lord, Lord Guan, I didn’t want to tell you this either, but this morning, someone found Captain Guan’s body in a residential building. I confirmed multiple times, it is indeed Captain Guan’s body. Lord Guan, every word I say is true, I dare not tell a lie."

He said, crying and snuffling.

"This guy, his acting is truly remarkable. The body was obviously found last night, but his lies sound as real as the truth." A cold glint flashed in Chen Fan’s eyes, strengthening his resolve to eliminate the problem completely.

"Song! Hai! Long!"

The man on the phone roared, giving the impression of a volcanic eruption.

"Tell me again!!! Whose body is it!!!"

With a "thud,"

Song Hailong knelt on the ground in fear, continuously kowtowing and pleading for mercy, "Lord Guan, I didn’t want this to happen either, I really didn’t, Lord Guan, spare my life, spare my life!"

He was truly terrified.

One can imagine, if he had directly brought the body over early this morning, he might have been torn apart in a fit of rage by Guan Dehua.

"Lord Guan, every word I say is true, Lord Guan..."

The other side suddenly fell silent. After a moment, a voice filled with bone-chilling coldness rang out again.

"Fine, I understand. Now, tell me, who killed him? Where is the murderer? Have you captured them?"

"N-no."

Song Hailong stammered, "The body has already decomposed. It’s been three days since he was murdered. The killer has long since escaped, and the scene left no traces. Lord Guan, I’ve really tried my best, Lord Guan."

"Good, good, Song Hailong, you did a fantastic job."

Guan Dehua said, laughing in rage, "My brother, my own brother, died in your place, three days ago, the body already decomposed by the time you found it,

now three days have passed, and you still don’t know who the killer is, fine, I get it. I will come over now, you better stay put. If I find you’re not there when I arrive, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I’ll find you and tear you limb from limb!"

After he finished speaking, the line went dead.

Song Hailong was drenched in sweat, as if he had just come out of the water.

He gave a miserable smile to Chen Fan and said, "Little brother, you have ruined me. Did you hear what he just said? Even if I escape to the ends of the earth, he won’t let me go; he will tear me limb from limb."

"Sorry."

Chen Fan sighed softly,

then a flash of the knife.

"You, you..."

Song Hailong covered his neck, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Why, why?

It was agreed that if he got the job done, he’d be let go.

"Dying by my hand is better than being captured by Guan Dehua and being torn limb from limb. At least, it’s not as painful," said Chen Fan slowly.

"Splurt!"

Blood spurted out of Song Hailong’s mouth as he fell to the ground, motionless. It was unclear whether he died from suffocation or rage.

Chen Fan put away his dagger and looked into the distance.

Soon, a limping figure approached.

"Xiaofan, are you okay?"

The person was none other than Zhang Ren.

He had arrived earlier than Chen Fan, and thus had witnessed the events unfold. Although he wanted to intervene, when he saw Chen Fan subtly shaking his head, he stayed put.

"I’m fine, Uncle Zhang."

Chen Fan took off his mask.

Zhang Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

He then looked at Chen Fan with a complicated expression.

Instinct told him that in just a few days, Chen Fan had become even stronger, especially judging by the way he dealt with the guards earlier, with a speed so fast that Zhang Ren couldn’t even see clearly.

One could imagine if they fought in earnest, he wouldn’t be able to last a single round against Chen Fan.

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