"But—are you human?"
Chen Fan's murderous words shattered Xu Shaolin's mental defenses.
The blood constantly welling from his wrist was a stark reminder that his life was ebbing away.
The shadow of death was creeping closer!
This was torture, the torture of watching oneself slowly die!
Under this torment, Xu Shaolin broke down, sobbing uncontrollably!
"I don't want to die, don't want to die! Please, spare me..." Xu Shaolin crawled laboriously to Chen Fan's feet, his nose running, begging for mercy.
Seeing Chen Fan's indifference, he quickly added, "That's right, I have money, plenty of money. I'll give you as much as you want, just don't kill me, please don't kill me..."
However, the only answer he received was a cold word!
"Scram!"
Chen Fan's roar exploded in Xu Shaolin's mind like a thunderclap.
Xu Shaolin's face changed drastically, turning bone-white in an instant.
Anxiety, fear, hatred...
All sorts of emotions surged into his heart simultaneously.
When he saw Chen Fan's cold, indifferent gaze, he finally realized that Chen Fan would absolutely not let him go.
"Help! Murder!"
Xu Shaolin got up and screamed hysterically towards the outside.
At this moment, all he felt was terror!
Chen Fan made no move to stop him. The entire Emperor Grand Club was already under the control of Jiang Tiansheng's men. Even if Xu Shaolin screamed until his throat was raw, no one would respond.
Just as Xu Shaolin was beginning to despair, Chen Fan's voice, devoid of any emotion, sounded in his ear again.
"Don't be anxious, you won't die so quickly."
"You..."
Xu Shaolin's eyes widened in fury, a mixture of fear and rage.
Chen Fan, however, said slowly, "From now on, you have twenty minutes left to live. Call all the important people you know. Let them come and kill me!"
Saying this, Chen Fan took out a mobile phone, threw it on the ground, and said with a smile, "The phone is here. Hurry and call. If they're late, they'll only be here to collect your corpse."
"You... are you serious?"
Xu Shaolin's eyes snapped open, his face a picture of disbelief.
"Isn't your Xu family one of the ten great families of Hangjiang? Let me see the power of your Xu family now," Chen Fan said unhurriedly.
"You said it yourself!"
Xu Shaolin's breathing became heavy.
A flicker of hope reignited in his eyes.
He carefully took the phone from Chen Fan, but he still didn't dare to make the call for help immediately. Instead, he kept observing Chen Fan's expression.
He was afraid that Chen Fan would attack him suddenly while he was on the phone.
But after observing for more than ten seconds and seeing that Chen Fan had no intention of stopping him, a surge of ecstatic joy washed over him as he realized he had a way out!
"You delivery boy, since you're so arrogant, if I don't tear you and that woman into pieces today, I swear I'm not human!"
Xu Shaolin cast a venomous glance at Chen Fan from the corner of his eye and quickly dialed his father, Xu Kun's, number.
"No, impossible!"
"Quick, quickly stop—!"
Su Yingxue shouted at Chen Fan anxiously.
"Yingxue!"
Chen Fan swiftly moved to Su Yingxue's side and said softly, "Don't worry, he won't be able to find anyone."
"Really?"
Su Yingxue asked doubtfully.
Although this was the first time she had met this man, his words seemed to possess a magical power that made her instinctively choose to believe him.
Chen Fan nodded and said, "I won't lie to you."
Su Yingxue's face flushed, and she nodded with a hint of shyness.
Meanwhile, Xu Shaolin's call finally connected.
"Ring, ring, ring!"
The urgent ringing of the phone kept Xu Shaolin's heartstrings taut.
After just a few seconds, his palms were covered in sweat. He kept glancing towards Chen Fan, afraid that Chen Fan would interrupt him at this moment.
But clearly, he was just scaring himself.
Chen Fan seemed to have forgotten his existence, not even bothering to look at him.
The phone rang again and again, but no one answered.
"What's going on?"
A bad premonition suddenly struck Xu Shaolin.
His father was a busy man, but no matter how busy he was, he would never ignore his calls.
Could something have really happened?
Xu Shaolin cast a suspicious glance at Chen Fan, then dismissed the thought.
The Xu family had stood firm in Hangjiang for many years. How could they be in trouble because of a single sentence from this stinking delivery boy?
However, when the call automatically disconnected, Xu Shaolin's heart skipped a beat.
He almost dropped the phone!
"Impossible, this is impossible..."
Xu Shaolin mumbled, dialing the family's number with trembling hands.
The phone rang again.
Once!
Twice!
Thrice!
...
Still no answer!
Xu Shaolin completely panicked and, with trembling hands, dialed the company's number.
Still no answer!
Then, he dialed the private numbers of several key figures in the Xu family, but to his despair, the phones that always connected before were all unreachable today.
Everyone seemed to have vanished into thin air!
All his reliance, all his backing, seemed to have crumbled at this moment!
"Impossible, impossible, this is absolutely impossible..."
Xu Shaolin kept mumbling, his mind becoming hazy, his gaze unfocused.
"Where are your people? Have they arrived?"
Suddenly, Chen Fan's playful voice sounded in his ear.
"You—"
Xu Shaolin abruptly looked up, his eyes fixed on Chen Fan, and roared with a contorted face, "What did you do to them?"
Chen Fan calmly shook his head and said lightly, "They've already gone to accompany you in death!"
"Accompany me in death?"
Xu Shaolin's pupils constricted sharply, shrinking to the size of pinpricks.
"What? You don't believe me?"
Chen Fan grinned slightly, a playful smile curling at the corners of his lips.
"I..."
Xu Shaolin looked at the numbers 110 displayed on the phone screen and suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
The fact that the other party could cripple their entire Xu family in such a short amount of time indicated an unimaginable power behind them.
Calling the police would only bring him more humiliation!
Thinking of this, he staggered back two steps and sat down on the ground.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
When he asked this question, it seemed to have drained all the strength from his body.
Chen Fan walked towards him step by step. His pace was not fast, but with each step, Xu Shaolin's heart tightened, and his heartbeat quickened.
By the time Chen Fan reached Xu Shaolin, the latter was on the verge of mental collapse.
"Do you really want to know?"
Chen Fan asked softly.
Xu Shaolin gritted his teeth and said, "I don't want to die with regrets!"
"Good! I'll grant your wish!"
Chen Fan said, then leaned down, closing in on Xu Shaolin's ear, and whispered, "I have another name, and that is Chen Wudi!!"