416: Chapter 415: Expert of Yun Ci – Yun Ni 416: Chapter 415: Expert of Yun Ci – Yun Ni “Ahhhh!”
Dian Frey, who had jumped down from the helicopter, screamed in agony as his leg was broken, and he writhed on the ground in excruciating pain.
The agents of the Yun Ci Guild couldn’t stop Ning Fan, and with those vicious prisoners on their side, they were already beginning to retreat steadily.
Ning Fan’s body was covered in blood, and with every swing of his sword, a head was sure to fall.
He was like a blood-soaked War God, cutting down the Yun Ci Guild agents one by one.
Fear spread throughout the Death Prison Forbidden Land as Ning Fan slowly approached Dian Frey.
As the Yun Ci Guild members were killed off one by one, the sounds of battle gradually died out, and Ning Fan released a bunch of beasts that had long suppressed their ferocity.
The stimulation of blood finally satisfied them.
“Take me to the headquarters of the Yun Ci Guild.” Ning Fan picked up Dian Frey from the ground, and at the same time, a group of prisoners also gathered around at this moment.
“Hey, kid, hand that guy over to us!”
The leading prisoner sneered, but Ning Fan ignored him directly.
Seeing the prisoners coming at him menacingly, looking to take revenge, Dian Frey had no choice but to nod and agree to Ning Fan’s demand.
“I’m talking to you, did you not hear me?!”
“Shut up!”
With a swing of his sword, a head plopped to the ground and began to roll away.
Ning Fan’s indifference silenced everyone, and at that moment, the homicidal maniac Tuo Nei stepped forward, grinning and said, “A bunch of idiots, all out and yet not running away.
What, waiting to be captured again?”
After speaking, Tuo Nei headed straight for the main gate of the Death Prison Forbidden Land.
Although he was very eager to take revenge on Dian Frey, it was obviously impossible now.
Dian Frey still had some use to Ning Fan.
When Ning Fan had slaughtered left and right, Tuo Nei was not blind.
Such a formidable person would not be threatened by them, and one false move could even lead to their own deadly peril.
One sensible person left first, and the surrounding group of prisoners, though reluctant, followed him out.
“Alright, come with me.
It’s time to pay a visit to Yalantes.”
Ning Fan’s mouth curved into a cold smile, sending chills down Dian Frey’s spine.
…
In the headquarters of the Yun Ci Guild, Yalantes held a cross, looking angrily at the statue of Jesus.
“How despicable, utterly despicable!”
Yalantes trembled with rage, having heard from his subordinates, that not only had Ouyang Feifei been rescued by Ning Fan, but also the Death Prison Forbidden Land had been destroyed, and all the prisoners there had been released.
What angered Yalantes as well was the release of the prisoners by Ning Fan.
You see, some of the inmates in the Death Prison Forbidden Land were significant targets for the Yun Ci Guild apart from Ouyang Feifei.
Their employers required specific intelligence from those designated inmates, and now that everyone had escaped, their task could only be declared a failure.
It had cost the Yun Ci Guild countless resources and manpower to capture them, catching one was harder than the next, and now that they had all escaped, trying to recapture them was even more daunting.
“Damn Asura, you want to take us on, do you?
If you dare, then come on over, I’ll make sure you have nowhere to be buried!”
Yalantes said resentfully, well aware that after rescuing Ouyang Feifei, Ning Fan would definitely come to settle the score with him.
“Servants, prepare for our soon-to-arrive guest.
Make sure to give them a proper welcome!”
Upon Yalantes’ order, the entire Yun Ci Guild sprang into action, with countless elite agents who were still on missions momentarily dropping their tasks to rush to headquarters.
Night fell in silence, and outside an ancient castle, Ning Fan stood with Dian Frey’s head in his hand.
This was his gift to the Yun Ci Guild.
The lights inside and outside the castle were bright, with numerous figures darting about in the shadows.
Ning Fan tossed the head he carried to the entrance and slowly walked over.
As Ning Fan arrived, the castle’s gates opened, and the grand hall was void of people.
The bloody head rolled inside along the floor.
Ning Fan rubbed his neck and strode in, kicking the head before him like a soccer ball.
In the brightly lit hall, resplendent with gold and opulence, not a single person was visible in the vast space.
Ning Fan stood in the center of the hall, surveying his surroundings.
“No need to hide any longer, I don’t want to waste time,” Ning Fan said indifferently.
“It’s truly Asura, indeed.
We have been rude on our side, you’ve come from far, and we haven’t yet properly welcomed you…”
A smiling young man emerged, whom Ning Fan recognized as Yun Ni, one of the top ten experts within the Yun Ci Guild.
Yun Ni had originally been on a mission in Europe but had immediately rushed back upon receiving Yalantes’ message, also bringing a large group of experts with the intention of ambushing Ning Fan here.
“Asura, who disappeared for so long, has finally appeared.
But isn’t your reputation a bit too grand?”
“It’s okay, it’s just a pity that this name hasn’t made the whole world truly fear me.”
Ning Fan looked coldly at Yun Ni, his voice laced with mockery.
Having disappeared for a while, many had forgotten how terrifying he was.
The Yun Ci Guild dared to scheme against him and, coupled with the issues related to Ouyang Feifei, Ning Fan came today to settle both new disputes and old grudges.
A bitter smile crossed Yun Ni’s face as his expression turned more solemn.
He drew his long sword from his back, eyeing Ning Fan with stern readiness.
“Asura sir, I’ve long wanted to measure myself against you, and though the opportunity is not ideal, I still ask for your guidance.”
Numerous figures emerged all around, on the second floor and in the grand hall on the first floor.
Ning Fan was heavily surrounded.
Tonight, the Yun Ci Guild had positioned all the experts they could summon for the purpose of killing Ning Fan, and on the way, countless more agents were still rushing over.
Witnessing their encirclement, Ning Fan’s expression remained impassive.
His right hand had already gripped several Silver Needles.
Yun Ni frowned, looking at Ning Fan, who was almost unarmed, and for some reason, he went to the side, picked up a Medieval two-handed sword from a cabinet, and threw it to Ning Fan.
“Yun Ni, what are you doing?!” someone questioned, as Ning Fan also looked at him strangely.
“You’re going to die in a moment,” Ning Fan frowned.
Giving him a weapon was like asking to be killed, wasn’t it?
Yun Ni shook his head, looking proudly at Ning Fan, “Maybe, but I’ll be watching you closely.
If there’s a chance, you’ll undoubtedly die!”
Ning Fan smiled faintly, his eyes gradually showing cold murderous intent.
“Begin!”
“Yun Ni, I’ll grant you a swift end later,” Ning Fan said calmly.
Asura’s silent years had passed, yet there were still people who dared to talk to him like this.
Ning Fan thought perhaps it had been too long since he had shown his power.