Jiang Shaolong's forehead beaded with sweat, his hands trembling as he lifted the hat of Mr. Xueyue.
There was no mistake, this was indeed Mr. Xueyue, the professional assassin hired by Young Master Yuan with a hefty sum.
Thinking back to an hour ago, when he was still tracking Chen Fan alongside him, only to be killed by Chen Fan in mere seconds, he was consumed by extreme fear.
How could Chen Fan, that trash who was kicked out, be so terrifying?
Of course, this wasn't what troubled him the most.
What unsettled him was his close cooperation with Mr. Xueyue over the past two days.
Now that Mr. Xueyue was dead, what would he do?
Trembling, he fumbled for his phone, which slipped from his grasp the moment he took it out.
As he bent down to pick it up, he overheard the Su family members talking.
"He's really dead. Judging by his appearance, his neck was twisted!"
"It was that trash Chen Fan who killed someone. Haha, I can't stop laughing. I'll take some pictures as evidence. Let's see how arrogant Chen Fan can be now."
"He killed someone, no matter how strong his backing, they can't protect him. He'll be rotting in jail."
"I'll call the police right away. Haha, this is a heaven-sent opportunity!"
"..."
Jiang Shaolong's body shivered. After picking up his phone, he quickly shouted, "Don't call the police!"
"Why? Brother-in-law, it was Chen Fan who killed someone. A life for a life, no one can save him!"
"Exactly, Young Master Jiang, don't you want Chen Fan to rot in jail?"
Jiang Shaolong was somewhat speechless.
If he hadn't been involved, he would have thought the same as these people from the Su family.
But now, he was terrified beyond words.
"I think this matter is not simple, we shouldn't get involved."
Jiang Shaolong found an excuse and said, "We should leave here as quickly as possible and pretend we were never here!"
"We haven't committed any crime, what's there to fear? On the contrary, we are witnesses!"
A young man from the Su family said smugly, "I don't believe that Chen Fan's so-called backer can cover the sky with one hand!"
Jiang Shaolong wiped his sweat and said, "This kind of thing can lead to big trouble. I don't want to be implicated. I'm leaving first."
He turned and walked down the mountain.
"Huh, what's this?"
Just then, a young man from the Su family exclaimed.
Jiang Shaolong's heart leaped, and he quickly looked over. On a step, there was a footprint.
Scattered within the footprint were fragments of plastic and metal.
At the core, several golden bullets were embedded, very conspicuous.
This was... Mr. Xueyue's gun?
He had warned Mr. Xueyue that Chen Fan's martial arts were good and he could fight.
Mr. Xueyue had laughed dismissively then, saying, "As a professional, who would use fists and feet? Naturally, one uses the best tools!"
Then he had shown Jiang Shaolong the gun he brought.
And this gun had also turned into fragments.
Was it shattered by Chen Fan's kick?
What incredible strength could that be?
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He had no desire to look further. Without even bidding farewell to Su Yingxia, he hurried down the mountain.
As for the Su family members, they had already called the police, all of them laughing, believing Chen Fan was doomed and would surely face severe punishment.
After walking dozens of meters, Jiang Shaolong immediately dialed Yuan Liangping's number.
"Young Master Yuan, Mr. Xueyue is dead!"
As soon as the call connected, he lowered his voice and said, "He failed and his neck was broken by Chen Fan."
Yuan Liangping on the other end of the line's breathing became rapid. "How is that possible?"
"I... I saw it with my own eyes."
Jiang Shaolong, utterly lost, asked, "What do we do now?"
In the presidential suite of the Hanjiang Grand Hotel, Yuan Liangping stood frozen, holding his phone to his ear.
Yuan Fangfei, standing beside him, also heard Jiang Shaolong's voice and frowned.
"Don't panic!"
Yuan Liangping took a deep breath, filled with regret.
He hadn't expected that assassin Xueyue would be so useless. Not only did his assassination fail, but he also lost his own life.
What a complete waste.
Fortunately, there might still be a chance to clean up the mess.
"Tell me the details!"
Jiang Shaolong quickly recounted the events.
"Go and check if Xueyue had a phone, then drive the car away."
Yuan Liangping frowned, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes.
His ten million reward for hiring Xueyue was not just to kill Chen Fan; he also intended to get rid of Jiang Shaolong afterward.
This way, even if Mr. Long's influence was immense, he wouldn't be able to trace it back to him.
But now, the situation had developed unexpectedly. The matter of killing Jiang Shaolong to silence him would have to be arranged separately.
"Okay, okay!"
Upon hearing Yuan Liangping's arrangements, Jiang Shaolong finally calmed down a little. He said so, hung up the phone.
"Liangping, what about Jiang Shaolong?"
"He can only disappear!" Yuan Liangping said helplessly. "That Xueyue was also a piece of trash, unable to kill Chen Fan, a former son-in-law, and ended up being killed by Chen Fan instead!"
"Is that Chen Fan not simple?"
Yuan Fangfei thought of what happened at Silver City Club, her face turning a little pale.
"We indeed underestimated this man a bit."
Yuan Liangping said with a grim expression, "Mr. Long trusted him enough to let him hold the Dragon Card, implying he knew him well. As for us... we thought Chen Fan was merely leveraging Mr. Long's influence!"
"It's also our fault for not realizing that a legendary figure like Mr. Long wouldn't have subordinates who were truly useless!"
...
Jiang Shaolong returned to Mr. Xueyue's body.
Under the strange gazes of all the surrounding Su family members, he searched the pockets of the corpse. Apart from a few banknotes, he found no phone or anything else.
Xueyue's professionalism was clearly still quite good.
"Shaolong, what are you doing?"
Mother Su and the others had come to watch the spectacle, all excited and schadenfreude, believing Chen Fan would certainly face imprisonment for murder.
But seeing Jiang Shaolong searching the body, they were all puzzled. "You're sweating profusely, do you know the deceased?"
"No, no!"
Jiang Shaolong's heart trembled, and he said, "I'm checking if the deceased has any identification, so we can call his family and hasten Chen Fan's arrest!"
"So that's how it is."
The Su family members all looked enlightened and praised, "You are indeed more thoughtful."
"The police have already been called, and they are taking it seriously. They will be here soon."
"Chen Fan committed murder in broad daylight, humph, let's see who can save him this time!"
"We'll stay to testify. I saw that guy Chen Fan kill someone with my own eyes. I want to personally see that guy taken to the police station."
Jiang Shaolong just wanted to leave immediately. He advised, "I think we should leave quickly, lest we be taken to the police station for questioning, which would be troublesome!"
"What are we afraid of? As long as that trash Chen Fan pays a heavy price, I'm happy to cooperate with the police a hundred times!"
"Exactly, cooperating with the police and reporting crimes is our responsibility as citizens!"
Someone even said righteously.
Jiang Shaolong felt speechless and said, "I forgot I have something to do, so I won't watch this excitement. I'm leaving. Are you coming with me, wife?"
Su Yingxia's eyes also held anxiety. She nodded and left with Jiang Shaolong.
After reaching a secluded spot, Jiang Shaolong opened the car door. The car keys were indeed hanging on the ignition.
He then quickly drove away with Su Yingxia.
Not long after the car drove onto the main road, he suddenly heard a roar from the sky.
He stopped the car and looked up. Two helicopters were flying at high speed, heading straight for Xishan Cemetery.
His expression jolted.
Su Yingxia's uneasy expression intensified.