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The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign

Chapter 600 - 587: Then, let me be your woman!
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Chapter 600: Chapter 587: Then, let me be your woman!

"Is there anything else?"

From Chen Tiansheng’s memory, Qin Fan naturally knew that Bao Qiudong was involved. But to make sure no one slipped through the cracks, he still wanted Chang Yuanyi to recall everything carefully.

"No, nothing more! A few hours ago, I was at home with a model, and that bastard suddenly burst in. He first strangled the model to death, then threatened me into coming with him. When we got here, he fed me a bottle of some potion and tied me to a chair in the room. I was only let out just now! But as soon as I came out, I saw Miss Jiang lying on the ground, and then you appeared. That’s the whole story! Lord Qin, this is all I know, but I’m certain that Bao Qiudong was the one who ordered this!"

As he recalled the events, Chang Yuanyi managed to dispel the panic in his heart and spoke in a rapid, urgent tone.

"Hmm."

Qin Fan nodded slightly and rubbed his temples. "Take photos of those thugs! Investigate their three closest kin-groups, and wipe out anyone who has ever committed heinous acts! Also, call the police. After they arrive, take Yinuo’s two classmates back and make sure they’re settled safely!"

With that, Qin Fan turned and walked toward Jiang Yino.

By the time he appeared, Du Ruanqing and Ou Mingsi had already fainted. He didn’t want to erase this memory from the two girls. He knew it would undoubtedly leave them with psychological trauma, but he had no other choice. Too much time had passed, and they had experienced too much. If he rashly tried to erase it, their preceding memories simply wouldn’t connect properly. Forcibly erasing it all would be too painful for them; their minds might not even be able to withstand the strain.

"Yes, Lord Qin!" Behind him, Chang Yuanyi’s voice trembled in response. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Without another word, Qin Fan picked up Jiang Yino, who was asleep in her seat. He didn’t go through the hole in the wall he had smashed open. Instead, he circled around the seats and walked toward the exit above the stands.

Under Chang Yuanyi’s unblinking gaze, Qin Fan’s steps suddenly halted as he reached the exit.

The pause sent an inexplicable, panicked tremor through Chang Yuanyi. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"Spread the word! I, Qin Fan, want the lives of the entire Bo Family! Tonight, at midnight, I will slaughter the Bo Family! If they dare to run, I’ll execute three generations of their kin! If they dare to escape, I’ll annihilate their nine clans!"

With those words, and without waiting for Chang Yuanyi’s response, Qin Fan once again started walking, carrying Jiang Yino out into the darkness.

「In front of the large screen.」

Hearing Qin Fan’s proclamation, Chang Yuanyi began to tremble violently. Fear, excitement, shock, panic—a mixture of extreme emotions contorted his face into an indescribable expression. Ultimately, pure shock dominated his trembling features.

The status of the Bo Family was such that even his Chang Family had to steer clear of them.

In the great Jinling City, Chang Yuanyi had been overshadowed for several years, never daring to vie for prominence. The situation only changed after Qin Fan’s arrival.

Was it because he lacked the capital to contend? No! It was because he didn’t dare!

It was true that his grandfather’s strategic retreat from public life had secured countless resources for his father—resources that might one day allow him to enter the political heart of Beijing. However, the Bo Family were no mere pushovers. When it came to historical debts, those at the Peak of Hall owed far more to the Bo Family than to the Chang Family.

Moreover, Bao Qiudong’s father was a widely acknowledged master within their circles. In such a situation, the Bo Family’s rise to the pinnacle to soar through the nine heavens was practically set in stone, provided they didn’t court death.

Given the circumstances, Chang Yuanyi had been forced to endure, for although one mountain cannot house two tigers, he had to avoid a mutually destructive conflict. Even after Qin Fan appeared, he had never done anything too excessive when dealing with Bao Qiudong. This alone showed how sensitive the Bo Family’s existence was to Jinling, to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and even to Beijing.

But against this backdrop, Qin Fan had issued such a chilling declaration? Tonight at midnight, slaughter the Bo Family! Run, and he’ll execute their kin. Flee, and he’ll annihilate their clans! Madness! This was absolute madness! If things really came to that, what a massive storm would descend upon Jinling? And those who were meant to protect the Bo Family, how could they possibly stand by and watch this disaster unfold? However, the most critical point was that Qin Fan had told him to spread the word, which meant announcing it to the entire world! So, was Qin Fan insane?

Chang Yuanyi didn’t want to consider that question.

He only knew one thing: Jinling... was about to descend into chaos. An unprecedented storm... was about to rise! And it was all because of Bao Qiudong’s one insane impulse!

His hand trembling, he pulled out his phone, which Chen Tiansheng hadn’t confiscated. He first dialed 110 to report the situation here. Then, panicking, he dialed his father’s number.

"What’s wrong?"

In a modest apartment building in Jinling, a middle-aged man smoking a cigarette answered the call. He knew, given his son’s disposition, that a call at this hour was definitely not just to chat or check in.

"Dad, something’s happened! A huge storm is coming to Jinling!" Chang Yuanyi’s voice trembled as he stared at the cinema exit, where there was no longer any sign of Qin Fan.

Although he usually educated his son through scolding, Chang Haisheng knew that Chang Yuanyi was always measured with his words and wasn’t one to spread baseless rumors. This peculiar son of his possessed a keen political sense yet had given up on a career in politics. For him to say such a thing meant that Jinling was truly about to face turmoil.

His hand trembled as he ground the cigarette butt into the ashtray. Chang Haisheng’s brow furrowed tightly as he asked, "What happened?"

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