C18 He Broke out of the Encirclement

Chung Dafu tossed a dagger in front of Ye Fann, grinning wickedly. "Ye, my friend, are you going to do it yourself, or should I help you?"

"I'll do it myself."

"But you can't even move. Forget it." Chung Dafu picked up the dagger again and pressed it against Ye Fann's pants. "I'll help you out. For your wife's sake, I'll take on the burden and help you get rid of this thing..."

"Isn't your thing already useless?" Ye Fann suddenly interjected.

The air went still.

Chung Dafu's hand tightened around the knife, his face growing taut and twisted with rage. Ye Fann's words hit a sore spot.

It was true. The hospital had just confirmed it—infertility for life.

The worst part? He'd never be with a woman again.

"No way, really?" Ye Fann feigned surprise.

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Chung Dafu roared, jumping to his feet. In that instant, he realized he couldn't just kill Ye Fann.

That would be too easy.

He needed to bring Ye Fann's wife here. Yes, Xinying, bring her here and make Ye Fann watch until the end. Only then would his anger be satisfied.

Chung Dafu immediately picked up his phone to call Huang Yong, trying to calm himself and feign a smile. "Hey, Huang, are you up?"

"Just get over here, same place as always, and bring your sister. We’ve got a business deal to discuss."

"What? You don’t want the million dollars anymore? I’ve got the cash ready. Just bring your sister, and it’s yours. How about it?"

"Alright, see you there. Same place."

After hanging up, Chung Dafu ordered his men to drag Ye Fann out and shove him into a car, speeding straight to their usual spot, the Grand Sky Hotel. Ye Fann was tightly bound and escorted into a private room.

At the entrance, Chung Dafu gave orders to his crew: "Station more men at every stairwell and elevator, and make sure they’re armed."

"Got it."

"And bring over a couple of suitcases."

"Understood."

The suitcases were intended for bodies. Chung Dafu, crippled by Ye Fann’s kick, was determined to settle the score. Ye Fann, Huang Yong, and Huang Xinying wouldn’t escape this time.

But Chung Dafu underestimated Huang Yong. Though Huang Yong was a bit of a slacker, he had a knack for quick thinking. As soon as the cab pulled up to the hotel, Huang Yong noticed the "Closed for Business" sign at the entrance. Men in black suits were everywhere.

Huang Yong’s suspicion grew. It seemed unlikely that Chung Dafu had invited him here just to hand over money. Once inside, there might be no way out.

Stepping out of the cab, under the watchful eyes of the suited men at the hotel entrance, Huang Yong’s unease intensified. He grabbed Huang Xinying’s arm, "Sis, maybe we should skip this. Let’s not go in."

Xinying's eyes widened. "What are you talking about? Your brother-in-law is still in there. How can we not go in? Huang Yong, I don't want to argue with you right now. We'll settle this later."

Around them, several men in suits were closing in.

"Come on, let's go in," Xinying said, grabbing Huang Yong's arm and heading toward the hotel.

"If you want to go, go by yourself. I'm done!" Huang Yong suddenly shoved Xinying away, turned, and ran off without looking back, leaving Xinying standing there alone.

In a moment, as Xinying regained her composure, she found herself surrounded by the men in suits.

Before long, Xinying was led into a private room where she saw Ye Fann.

"Ye Fann!" Xinying exclaimed, rushing over to try and untie him.

Nearby, Chung Dafu reached out and pulled Xinying into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Sweetheart, you finally made it."

"Let me go, let me go..." Xinying struggled frantically, but Chung Dafu only tightened his grip.

"Be good. We didn't finish last time. Today, Daddy's going to take care of you," Chung Dafu said with a wicked grin, reaching toward the hem of Xinying's dress.

"You won't be taking care of anything," Ye Fann suddenly interjected.

Chung Dafu froze, and Xinying seized the opportunity to break free, quickly rushing to Ye Fann's side.

Ye Fann struggled with the ropes binding him, tied in a knot he couldn't unravel in his panic. Meanwhile, Chung Dafu's men pulled Xinying away from him.

"You son of a—!" Chung Dafu, infuriated by Ye Fann's words, charged at him, landing a punch squarely on his face. Blood trickled from Ye Fann's nose, but his expression remained unchanged as he taunted, "You're useless now. What's the difference between you and a eunuch?"

Chung Dafu exploded with rage, grabbing a chair and shouting, "I'll kill you, you worthless piece of trash!"

"Boss, wait!" One of his men intervened, holding him back. "Let's deal with the woman first."

Chung Dafu paused, realizing the suggestion. "Yeah, the woman. We'll start with her."

He pointed menacingly at Ye Fann. "Watch closely, even if I'm useless, I can still make your woman suffer. Watch!"

"Bring them in!" Chung Dafu barked, and soon, a dozen men filled the room.

Ye Fann gritted his teeth, desperately trying to break free from the ropes.

Chung Dafu grabbed Xinying by the hair, dragging her in front of Ye Fann with a sinister grin. "Seventeen men, one after another, will have their turn with your wife. Again and again. Exciting, isn't it?"

“Ha ha ha...” Chung Dafu laughed maniacally, suddenly shoving Xinying into the arms of a man nearby.

“No, no, let go, let go!” Xinying cried out in despair.

The man tore off her jacket. Another man quickly joined in, pinning her to the ground, holding her down firmly. A dozen more men crowded around.

Terrified and overwhelmed, Xinying sobbed uncontrollably.

“Back off.” A cold voice cut through the chaos.

Everyone froze and turned to look.

Ye Fann had freed himself from the ropes, holding a knife to Chung Dafu's throat. Instantly, the room went still.

Ye Fann swiftly sliced off one of Chung Dafu's fingers.

“Aah—” The scream was piercing, like a pig being slaughtered.

Ye Fann kicked Chung Dafu's knee, forcing him to kneel, his words icy and filled with menace, “Everyone, back off, hands on your heads, and get down.”

“Back off, hands on your heads, get the hell down, now—”

Chung Dafu's orders turned into screams as Ye Fann severed another finger, calmly adding, “I didn’t say you could speak. Shut up.”

A chilling frost emanated from Ye Fann, filling the air and enveloping everyone in the room.

One by one, Chung Dafu’s men complied, putting their hands on their heads and crouching down.

Ye Fann pulled Xinying along, using Chung Dafu as a shield while retreating step by step. They quickly reached the elevator doors. As they stepped into the elevator, Ye Fann kicked Chung Dafu away and simultaneously hurled a dagger, aiming straight for Chung Dafu's throat...

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