Second Senior Brother

Chapter 228 The show is about to begin!

Chen Fan pondered for a moment, and a bold plan took shape in his mind.

He immediately took out his phone and dialed Qin Tianyou.

"Heavenly King, what are your orders? Qin Tianyou is at your service!"

"I want you to bring the Raptor Brigade back to the capital immediately," Chen Fan said slowly, his tone calm. Yet, to Qin Tianyou, it was like a bolt from the blue.

"Heavenly King, have we done something wrong?"

Qin Tianyou asked cautiously.

"No!" Chen Fan replied.

"Then..."

Qin Tianyou was about to say more but was interrupted by Chen Fan.

"This is an order!"

Qin Tianyou gritted his teeth and said, "Heavenly King, Hangjiang has been very unstable recently. There might be major events about to happen. What if..."

"Do you think these people can harm me?" Chen Fan said coldly.

"This..."

Qin Tianyou fell silent.

In this world, there were indeed very few people who could harm the Undefeated Heavenly King Chen Tianwang.

If such a person were to appear, their presence here would be useless.

"Execute the order!"

"I will contact you when needed,"

Chen Fan added, instantly making Qin Tianyou's heart stir with excitement.

"Yes!"

Qin Tianyou's voice was filled with renewed vigor.

After hanging up, Qin Tianyou immediately led the Raptor Brigade in a hasty withdrawal.

A smile tugged at the corner of Chen Fan's lips. The show was about to begin!

...

Hanjiang Grand Hotel.

Yuan Liangping, who had just hung up the phone, kicked over a decorative vase in the room.

*Bang.*

The vase shattered into pieces.

Yuan Liangping, with dark circles under his eyes, paced back and forth, his face a picture of frustration.

Being poisoned and passing out at the banquet last night was not a major issue. He was sent to the hospital, given an injection, and woke up. However, the mere thought of losing to Chen Fan at the banquet and almost being forced to kneel made his heart churn with annoyance and resentment.

The consequences of that incident were already manifesting.

The phone call he just received was from Dai Jiayao, the head of the Dai family, inquiring about the specifics of last night's events. He had no choice but to answer.

His anger was understandable.

After last night's incident, those fickle individuals would likely think even less of him.

He felt that his grand ambition of unifying the commercial world of Liangjiang and creating a conglomerate was becoming increasingly distant.

He had initially believed that by relying on Miss Chen, he could suppress Chen Fan, that lackey of Mr. Long. But Miss Chen's attitude was ambiguous.

Even after Fan Sisi lost the chess match last night, she hadn't stepped forward to defend him.

If it hadn't been for the poisoning, would he have had to endure further humiliation?

Thinking of this, his resentment grew.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Xu Shengqing, looking somewhat haggard, walked in.

Glancing at the broken vase, Xu Shengqing understood Yuan Liangping's mood.

Xu Shengqing said somewhat awkwardly, "Don't dwell too much on what happened last night."

"How can I not dwell on it?" Yuan Liangping said dejectedly. "That good-for-nothing managed to defeat a professional chess player. How can I hold my head up in front of him from now on?"

"Then let's make sure he can't see us again," Xu Shengqing said with a grim expression.

Yuan Liangping was speechless.

He was starting to understand Su Yingxia's feelings now.

That Chen Fan was like a jinx, appearing when you least wanted to see him and always bringing bad luck!

Unless he was gotten rid of.

But after failing once, could they succeed again?

"I have some good news for you!"

Xu Shengqing was not as agitated or resentful as Yuan Liangping.

After all, he was from the capital. If things in Hangjiang didn't work out, he could simply return to the capital.

"Hmm?" Yuan Liangping asked, puzzled.

"Qin Tianyou has left Hangjiang and returned to the capital," Xu Shengqing said.

"Really?"

Yuan Liangping's eyes lit up.

Xu Shengqing nodded. "After getting the news, I sent someone to check the Raptor Brigade's base. The Raptor Brigade members have already withdrawn."

"What's going on?" Yuan Liangping pressed.

Xu Shengqing replied, "According to information from the war zone, they have been reassigned!"

Yuan Liangping was overjoyed. "Really? That's great!"

Xu Shengqing nodded and said, "News from the capital indicates that Qin Tianyou will be taking up a post in the General Staff, which means he won't be returning to Hangjiang."

"Now, let's see how arrogant that Chen Fan can be!"

This news revitalized Yuan Liangping.

The existence of the Raptor Brigade had always made him hesitant, even worrying that those unreasonable soldiers would arrest him.

Now, he had no further worries.

"What about Jiang Shaolong?"

Yuan Liangping remembered something else and asked.

"The Jiang family has been handed over to the police and is under investigation!" Xu Shengqing replied.

"Hmm!"

Yuan Liangping narrowed his eyes, a glint of ruthlessness appearing in them.

If he couldn't frame Jiang Shaolong last time, why not let him take the blame again?

But this time, the plan had to be more meticulous, and the hired assassin had to be more formidable.

Unlike that so-called foreign assassin, Blood Moon, last time, who couldn't even touch a hair on Chen Fan's head and was instead killed, these operatives were too incompetent.

...

Inside the prison.

Jiang Shaolong, covered in injuries and with a bruised face, was hunched over, vigorously scrubbing a toilet bowl.

*Bang!*

Suddenly, a foot kicked him aside, sending him rolling.

Loud bursts of laughter erupted.

These were his fellow inmates, mocking and ridiculing him without restraint.

Jiang Shaolong, his heart burning with rage, scrambled to his feet. Seeing the burly inmate who kicked him glaring at him, he immediately adopted a subservient smile.

"Brother Biao, please, go ahead!"

Brother Biao swaggered over and splashed water all over the toilet bowl that Jiang Shaolong had just cleaned.

After relieving himself, Brother Biao sneered and said, "Young Master Jiang... clean it up properly. If I find any spot that's not clean, I'll make you lick it clean!"

Jiang Shaolong clenched his fists, hatred burning in his heart.

But in the end, he forced a smile. "Don't worry, Brother Biao, don't worry, I'll clean it thoroughly!"

An infinite sense of humiliation gnawed at his soul.

After he finished cleaning the toilet, he was forced to give Brother Biao a massage.

Soon after, mealtime arrived.

With a numb expression, he walked out of his cell and joined the queue for food in the mess hall.

As soon as he found a place to sit, an inmate at the same table beckoned him over. He numbly handed over his food.

Watching others pick through his meal, leaving him with only a few mouthfuls of plain rice, he dared not speak up and silently ate the meager remaining portion.

As night fell, everyone else had already gone to bed. He sat by the window.

The surging hatred made him want to go mad.

He hated these inmates, he hated this place.

He hated Yuan Liangping, he hated Xu Shengqing, and most of all, he hated Su Yingxia.

That bitch! She had completely ignored him. Not only did she not try to get him out, but she hadn't even visited him.

That bitch must have gotten together with Yuan Liangping. His imprisonment only suited her plans.

His most hated enemy, of course, was Chen Fan.

If it weren't for Chen Fan, why would he, the dignified young master of the Jiang family, have fallen to such a wretched state?

Colluding with foreign assassins and threatening national security? Such charges against him were simply unbelievable.

The Jiang family had fallen, and he was finished!

The Jiang family's assets had been seized, and his parents and relatives had all been investigated and imprisoned. Some were even in the same prison as him.

But he was not resigned. His hatred was boundless, and he wanted to survive to get revenge!

He wanted Chen Fan to die, to make him taste despair.

But who could save him from this place?

Amidst despair and endless hatred, he sat on the ground, like a resentful ghost in the shadows.