Free Web NovelChapter 1142: Chapter 1111: Fox Trap (Part 1)
Xiao Lin sighed again! He put one hand on Yelu’s head and didn’t utter a word of blame.
Half an hour later, just as the clock hand was about to reach nine in the evening, Xiao Lin, who had been standing watch outside the glass window, exhaled quietly. "He’s awake!"
Black Doctor looked up from inside and nodded at Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin turned away from the glass window, followed closely by Yelu.
"Keep an eye on him," Xia Xue stepped forward and gently tugged Yelu’s hand, silently admonishing. Having already grown accustomed to constantly being in a state of crisis and loss, although she still held fantasies about the future, she cherished the time they could see each other now even more. So Xia Xue never thought of stopping Xiao Lin, only hoping to see those around her again each night, this was her most fervent wish at the moment.
Yelu barely nodded and followed Xiao Lin.
It takes only half an hour to reach the destination from Sin City. Xiao Lin deliberately took a big detour through the city center, appearing briefly in the eyes of those already watching him. After making a spectacle, the white Land Rover pulled into the underground parking of an upscale club, rented a room, and invited two women, making four of them.
This was all Xiao Lin’s movements since leaving Sin City, already falling into someone’s hands. Shao Weihua chuckled, men always have a thing for women, and Xiao Lin is no exception. He’s just a normal man who sometimes wants to indulge, he felt oddly cheerful upon realizing this. A hint of a compulsive smirk appeared on his shiny bald head, something akin to pleasure passed through his imagination as he slowly closed his eyes, feasting on the spectacle.
Inside the luxurious suite, naked women lay on the bed unconscious. On their flushed faces were sweet smiles as if they were dreaming. The door to the suite was knocked, an attendant entered with a food cart.
"Boss!" While placing their ordered food and champagne on the table, the attendant bowed respectfully to the two men in front of him, keeping his head slightly lowered.
Yelu glanced at the silent Xiao Lin, responded mildly, then directly asked, "Is everything set outside? Do the brothers downstairs know our target tonight?"
"Everything is taken care of, the CIA cop is within our surveillance range, he won’t move an inch from his place." The attendant handed over the files to Yelu. "This person is one of Robert’s capable subordinates, responsible for liaising with the contact points and channels, but not involved in supplier negotiations. This part is mostly handled personally by Robert himself, except for these few days when Robert isn’t around, temporarily handling this aspect of the business."
Yelu examined the file, which detailed this person’s routine at every time slot, from using the bathroom to sleeping, playing woman, even down to what cup he uses for tea, and his special habit with underwear, all captured comprehensively.
This capable subordinate of Robert is called Wang Weibo, who established himself in Sicily ten years ago but has never actually surfaced prominently, known as Ghost Fox!
This man was the boss of a hundred-member gang in Palermo’s Chinatown. After the Chinatown leader died at a suburban manor, Robert subdued them without any casualties, and by the next day, they had already begun a series of siege activities under the banner of Robert’s family, making him the one who knows the most about Robert’s secrets. Another possibility is that he’s a branch of the Wang Family in Sicily, which also explains why his little gang emerged unscathed from that conspiracy. However, their target is someone else, Xiao Lin pointed at the bald head on another file and asked.
"Where is he now? How many people are with him?" Xiao Lin asked for a man who is Wang Weibo’s brother, named Wang Weili.
"At a bar less than three kilometers from the dock, based on the last shipment from the dock, we identified a few possible locations, one of which is in a farmhouse about five to six meters from this bar."
Xiao Lin’s lips slowly curled upward. Since they couldn’t determine who it was, they would start with the people who know. At this point, morality held no significance for him.
At half-past nine in the evening, outside a bar close to the docks, a man who didn’t seem very sturdy, approximately thirty-five years old, staggered out with a drunken bald man who was yelling and making a scene.
The man headed towards a car parked perfectly outside the bar, forcibly shoving the swaying bald man inside, slammed the door shut, and was about to go to the front seat when his vision suddenly darkened. A pair of sharp eyes appeared in his pupils, sending chills down his spine. As a bodyguard, he immediately sensed a life-threatening danger, his right arm hesitated not a moment to strike at the opponent.
Smack! The right arm hadn’t yet risen when a claw-like grip, sturdy as an iron hook, grabbed it mercilessly. Five sharp fingertips deeply pierced into the flesh, not waiting for his cries, a short whistle knife stabbed into his heart, vigorously stirring it into extinction, the man was dead instantly.
Everything happened in an instant, unnoticed by the people walking on the road as a murder quietly unfolded in their midst. With a smile on his face, Yelu opened the car door and effortlessly tossed the man’s body inside, then got in himself. The driver’s seat sunk slightly as Yelu got in, Xiao Lin quickly jumped into the driver’s seat.
Jarred awake by the impact, the bald man drowsily looked at the peculiar scene around him, glanced at the person sitting on the driver’s seat upfront, let out a hiccup, struggling to lift his heavy eyelids. "You, you are..."
Yelu didn’t waste words on him, delivering a swift karate chop to his back neck, the bald man convulsed, slumping onto his bodyguard’s corpse.
After the car drove a certain distance, they followed the navigation instructions into a small grove. Yelu Shou threw the body of the bodyguard into a pit dug by his subordinates earlier, then stabbed Wang Weili in the thigh, eliciting screams as if a pig being slaughtered, sobering him up considerably.
"Who... who exactly are you?" Wang Weili was struggling and urgently shouting.
"Wang Weili? Robert’s trusted subordinate?" Xiao Lin looked coldly at Wang Weili lying on the ground, his voice sharp as a knife falling from above. Wang Weili turned his body forcefully to look at the person behind him.
"I..."
"Answer a few questions honestly, and I’ll let you go."
"Who exactly are you? Ah!" A dagger was viciously thrust into his other thigh, pinning him to the ground, leaving him immobile.
"You don’t need to know who I am, nor are you qualified to ask questions. You can only either answer or refuse to answer!" The cold voice pierced Wang Weili’s heart. He nodded confusedly and shook his head. "Was it you who carried out the attack at the dock four hours ago?"
Wang Weili’s eyeballs moved, and he shook his head vigorously. "No, it wasn’t me!" A shadow had already arrived in front of him.
"You’d better tell the truth. Have you heard about the male corpse the police found in the alley before, hands and feet severed, eyes, tongue, nose, and ears gouged out? If you don’t want to experience this one by one, you’d better be honest."
In the darkness, it was another person’s voice. Wang Weili trembled powerlessly, looking like someone insignificant. "I... I’m not Wang Weili, I’m his stand-in!"
"Where is he?"
"333 Central Avenue!"
Xiao Lin sighed, and with two muffled sounds, blood beads emerged from the two main arteries in his neck.
Central Avenue is located at the midpoint between the territories of the Genovis and Lucchesi families. Number 333 is a white mansion, with four Roman columns at the entrance, classic Baroque style, but something still seemed out of place.
Both Xiao Lin and Yelu Shou were over 180 cm tall, one had the oriental grace of beauty, while the other had a blend of maturity and playfulness. Upon entering this mansion, they immediately caught the eyes of most women. Standing in the hall, the marble floor was so bright it could reflect a person’s shadow. Yelu Shou examined the ceiling before finally locking his gaze at the foot of the stairs.
"There!" Xiao Lin followed the direction of Yelu Shou’s voice, and indeed saw a bald man, whose height and physique were extremely similar to the previous one. To an average person, it was indeed difficult to tell them apart, so it was no surprise Troy’s subordinates made a mistake. This man’s prudence and carefulness were evident, but his aura was far from that of the timid man before.
"Wang Weili?" Xiao Lin suddenly called out to him as the bald man walked past.
Wang Weili and his bodyguards turned to look at Xiao Lin, and in that instant, Yelu Shou’s agile shadow appeared beside them like a Ghost, and a cold breeze rushed at them. In an instant, their throats were slit, one of the henchmen had his head slammed by a knee without hesitation.
With a loud thud, after the dull crash, the person’s body trembled violently and fell, twitching a few times powerlessly, such scenes causing immediate screams from the surrounding people, who fearfully watched the group, the women who previously wanted to strike up a conversation now hid away as if repelled by the presence of ghosts.
Finally, someone reacted, more bodyguards began to step forward to protect Wang Weili. "Who are you?"
Yelu Shou snorted coldly. "The one who wants your life." Like a leopard, he leaped towards Wang Weili, with his body twisting to deliver a spinning kick.
For the sudden attack by Yelu Shou, Wang Weili was shocked. Due to the speed and close distance, he could no longer evade, his entire body sinking slightly, arms crossed to meet Yelu Shou’s fierce strike head-on. (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
