571: Chapter 560 571: Chapter 560 After calling, he found out that all the women had moved into the Li Family Mansion because they felt the villa was not safe.
Even if someone was formidable, they would not dare to harm the people in the Li Family Mansion in Sunan.
Song Yun felt greatly relieved upon hearing this news.
Since all the women were safe, he could now fight against Gulang without any reservations.
He cooked some food at home and drove to the headquarters in the afternoon.
He had just sat down in his office when Wang Hu entered and mentioned there was an issue.
“What’s wrong, so urgent?
Did you find me a sister-in-law recently, and her family found out about your dalliances?” Song Yun asked with a raised eyebrow and a smirk.
“No no no – it’s even scarier than that,” Wang Hu replied as he lit a cigarette and stared at Song Yun.
“Five men have come.
They say Lei Long sent them to find you.”
“Lei Long?
It seems this bastard really isn’t dead.
Let those five men come in.
I want to ask them what they want,” Song Yun said with a cold laugh.
In the meeting room, he met the five men.
They were not muscular nor tall, looking just like ordinary people.
Some wore a defiant look on their faces, while others were silent.
“Tell me, Brother Lei Long, what happened?
Why fake your own death?” Song Yun asked casually while sitting on the sofa.
“There was indeed someone after Brother Lei Long.
Our boss planned a trip to Beijing with us, then he said he had to step out for a bit and never came back.
He sent us to join you, so here we are,” a man who looked around thirty years old said.
“Your name,” Song Yun asked.
“Situ, skilled with explosives, did some work in South Africa in my early years,” the man said with a hint of disdain on his face.
“You’re Song Yun?”
“That’s right, but now, you should call me Brother Song,” Song Yun replied with a smile.
“Just a small Shura Alliance, and you dare to call yourself ‘brother’?” Situ’s face showed even more scorn.
“If it weren’t for Brother Lei Long asking us to join you, do you think we would serve under you by choice?”
“I don’t care whether you would or not,” Song Yun replied, shaking his finger.
“Right now, you’re nothing but a stray dog, so you’re in no position to talk to me like that.
Whether I take you in or not depends on my mood.”
“Young man, you’re pretty arrogant.
You truly think you’re invincible, don’t you?
Do you believe that just the five of us could wipe out all four of you here in less than a minute?” Situ said with a laugh.
“You…can try.” A dagger, appearing from nowhere, was suddenly at Situ’s throat.
“You, you must be Meng Ku, right?”
“That’s me.” Meng Ku grinned and then, suddenly, a swishing sound pierced the air as a leg swept toward Meng Ku.
Meng Ku’s expression remained unchanged, ignoring the incoming leg and pressed his hand downward sharply!
The sharp blade unhesitantly sliced towards Situ’s throat.
“Boom.”
Out of nowhere, a burst of fire and explosion erupted from below Situ, blinding Meng Ku with a brilliant light!
“Thud!” Just as Meng Ku was blinded, a hand suddenly extended and blocked the sweeping leg.
A bald man stood with his palm outstretched and said, “Amitabha, all this killing, is but the crooked path, you, go back.” The moment he finished speaking, he pushed the owner of the leg aside, sending him flying.
Meng Ku’s blindness lasted only about a second before he recovered.
A cold smirk lifted the corners of his mouth as the missed dagger thrust changed to a direct stab aimed at Situ’s heart.
If I strike, I strike to kill.
Situ stepped back and then waved his hand in the air.
Pop pop pop.
Several sounds, like firecrackers, erupted abruptly, creating small bursts of sparks in the air that halted Meng Ku’s hand behind him.
“Move again, and you’re dead.”
A haunting voice emerged from behind Situ, his eyes widening as a hand, unnoticed by those around, appeared at his throat and then clutched it as if picking up a kitten!
Song Yun waved his hand to clear the smell of gunpowder in the air and said softly, “Either join me, or die.”
Situ’s scalp tingled!
He wasn’t unfamiliar with skilled fighters.
When operating in North Africa, he’d encountered many top mercenaries, but none were like Song Yun.
Almost without a sound, he had appeared right behind him.
And his comrades, somehow, hadn’t noticed at all, though some attention was diverted by Jie Juewu and Meng Ku.
But as a top fighter, his instincts were extremely sharp—able to sense even the slightest movement even during fights of equal caliber!
Just what level was Song Yun’s skill!!
Situ swallowed hard and said, “Brother Song,”
“That’s more like it.
See, if you had just complied from the start, wouldn’t that have been easier?
Why all the hostility?” Song Yun said, patting Situ on the back as though to soothe him.
“I owe Brother Lei Long a favor.
Since he entrusted you to me, I can’t refuse.
We in the Shura Alliance have one main rule—do not strike your brethren.
Since you weren’t part of us, I let your previous conduct slide.
But now that you’ve called me ‘brother,’ you’ll have to abide by our rules.
I will avenge Brother Lei Long’s grudge.
Gulang must be taken care of, and I don’t expect you to help much.
But if any of you try to double-cross me or stir up trouble, even if Lei Long himself comes, I can’t save you,” Song Yun stated coldly.
“Understood,” Situ replied, his forehead beading with sweat.
Song Yun’s words sounded ordinary, but his aura was so commanding that Situ hardly dared to move.
“Alright, now that you’ve joined the Shura Alliance, state your names,” Song Yun said as he walked back to the sofa.
“We five have always been together,” Situ looked at his four comrades and told Song Yun, “I am the leader of this group.
Number two is Guan Yin, proficient with the combat knife.” After Situ’s introduction, a man in a white coat nodded at Song Yun but remained silent.
“Number three is Zhang Bao, the brains of our group,” Situ pointed at a refined man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
This man smiled and nodded at Song Yun, saying, “My intellect is on par with Zhao Yan’s.
If you want to utilize me, let me handle some money-making activities for you.”
“Heh, not bad,” Song Yun nodded.