672: Chapter 661 672: Chapter 661 Song Yun had been tormented at home all day and by the end, couldn’t even get out of bed.
He could only lie there limply.
The women in the house didn’t disturb Song Yun’s rest and went to their rooms to sleep early in the evening.
Strangely enough, although Song Yun had been weak during the day, he felt more and more energetic as the night approached, so he decided to go downstairs to watch TV to relieve his boredom.
It was already midnight, and just then, Wangcai, who had been missing for many days, came in through the back door next to the swimming pool behind the villa.
His pristine white fur hadn’t changed a bit despite his days of absence, rather, it gave him an even more majestic appearance.
“Wangcai, you really haven’t been keeping a good watch over the house!” Song Yun said with a smile as he patted Wangcai’s large head.
“Woof,” Wangcai whined discontentedly, then lowered his head and bit Song Yun’s pant leg, intending to take him outside.
“What’s the matter?
Are you taking me to see your female dog?” Song Yun joked with a smirk.
However, Wangcai ignored him and kept pulling on Song Yun’s pant leg, wanting to go outside.
Curious, Song Yun followed Wangcai out.
They walked all the way to the swimming pool.
Next to the pool was a small patch of grass where Wangcai stopped at the junction between the house and the grass.
“Woof,” Wangcai whined again and then started to dig the ground energetically.
“You want me to see what you’ve hidden?
Wangcai, I’m not your kind; I’m not interested in your treasures!” Song Yun said, about to leave, but Wangcai quickly turned around and bit Song Yun’s pant leg again.
“Wangcai, stop it or I’ll be upset!” Song Yun said, frowning.
Normally, Wangcai, who would cower the moment Song Yun frowned, seemed unusually determined that night, stubbornly holding on to Song Yun’s pant leg.
Song Yun tried to move, but Wangcai’s grip was too firm, preventing him from walking.
Of course, Song Yun could have easily kicked Wangcai away if he wanted to, but instead, he sighed and said, “Alright, let’s see what you’ve hidden.”
“Woof!” After a low growl, Wangcai resumed digging in that spot, and after about a minute, he had dug a hole about 50 centimeters deep.
He then thrust his head into the hole, shook briskly, and soon came out with something in his mouth.
What had been a somewhat dull night for Song Yun turned into shock at the sight of the object.
It was a homemade explosive!
Having been a mercenary abroad, Song Yun had some knowledge of explosives.
He could easily recognize that it was a type of TNT explosive, not the silly kind seen on TV with timers and only two wires, red and blue.
This TNT explosive was designed to be detonated remotely and was extremely powerful.
Song Yun estimated that this one explosive could blow up half of his villa.
Placed on major structural supports, it could even completely demolish the building!
“Wangcai, throw that thing away!” Song Yun ordered.
Upon hearing the command, Wangcai immediately turned and dashed outside.
Soon, he returned without the explosive.
“Who the hell placed explosives here?
They want to kill everyone in this building!” Song Yun’s face darkened and his eyes flashed coldly.
As for those who wanted to kill him, Song Yun wasn’t too bothered.
In this business, what goes around comes around.
If you could kill me, then I have no grudges, and if you can’t, you’ll be killed by me.
That’s all clear to him.
But to think that someone would involve the people in his villa as well—how could Song Yun not be furious?
True rage was rare for Song Yun, but there was no doubt that he was seething with anger now.
“Woof.” Wangcai gently called out to him, making Song Yun pause and look at him.
“Do you know who planted this explosive here?”
“Woof!” Wangcai nodded, then began rolling around on the ground.
“Since you know who it is, it must be someone I know and have seen!” Song Yun’s eyes narrowed as he continued, “And this kind of explosive isn’t something just anyone can get their hands on.
Among those I know, only one person could make this.”
“I didn’t expect it to be dug up so soon after being planted,” a leisurely male voice came from the top of the wall beside the villa.
Song Yun looked up, his gaze turning sharp, and said, “Sima, I suspected you’re the only one capable of making that kind of bomb!”
“Are you complimenting me?” Sima sat atop the wall, looking down at Song Yun and said, “You don’t look so well, Song Yun.”
“Really now?” Song Yun, who had been weakened from diarrhea, suddenly straightened up and look indifferently at Sima, saying, “I presume you didn’t come alone.
Where’s the rest of your team?”
“Hehe, Brother Song Yun, you’re indeed sharp,” a slightly coquettish voice responded.
Then, one after another, members of the elite five-man squad appeared on top of the wall—all of them usually had a good relationship with Song Yun, but now their faces bore mocking expressions.
Song Yun shook his head helplessly.
After all this time, he finally encountered betrayal.
Since he had chosen this path, Song Yun knew that betrayal was inevitable, but he hadn’t expected that those who would betray him would be Sima’s five-man elite squad, who had just pledged loyalty to him and distinguished themselves in subsequent battles.
Song Yun didn’t bother to ask why, because if it were about identity, within the Shura Alliance, these five were second only to figures like Wang Hu and Black Flood Dragon.
Sima even wore a ring from the Shura Alliance leadership on his finger.
In an organization of thousands in the Shura Alliance, there were only ten such rings.
If Sima thought killing Song Yun would advance his position, that clearly wasn’t possible.
If Song Yun died, it would never be Sima’s turn.
If it was said that someone else had hired this, Song Yun wouldn’t believe it because Sima alone received eight-figure dividends every month from dealings with Song Yun.
With such high benefits, unless the opponent offered an eleven-figure benefit, Sima wouldn’t be stupid enough to assassinate him.
And if someone had the capability to offer more than an eleven-figure salary, they wouldn’t need to hire a small player like Sima.
Such a fee could employ anyone from the War God List!