403: Chapter 402: Death Prison 403: Chapter 402: Death Prison On the helicopter, Alei gazed outside with a vacant expression, his face still swollen.
He never could have imagined that a single provocative remark would bring such trouble upon himself.
The Ning Fan of today was very different from usual; typically, Ning Fan would keep his edge well-concealed within himself, but now, because of Ouyang Feifei’s situation, his mood was considerably foul.
Alei had really walked into the line of fire this time; he was asking for suffering.
Usually, Ning Fan wouldn’t even bother with Alei’s provocations, but with the upcoming operation to rescue Ouyang Feifei, he didn’t want any mistakes, so he didn’t mind giving Alei a dose of reality and using his fists to tell him to obediently follow his commands once they arrived in Europe.
“We’ve arrived, the plane will take off in two minutes, let’s hurry.”
Ayu, who had kept silent until now, finally spoke up as the helicopter began its slow descent.
It was then that Ning Fan opened his eyes and looked around, immediately seeing a small private airport before him.
On the far end of the runway, a mid-sized private plane was already waiting for them.
“Big guy, if you dare to mess around again, you’ll get a taste of my fist!” Ning Fan warned Alei, then hastened toward the plane on the runway.
“Tch!” Alei glanced at Ning Fan warily, subconsciously covering the swollen part of his face.
Ayu looked at Alei helplessly and said softly, “How many times have I warned you?”
“You’re turning into my mom.”
Alei muttered discontentedly as he watched Ning Fan’s retreating figure.
Even if he didn’t want to admit it, Alei had to reluctantly concede that if Ning Fan got serious, he would stand no chance whatsoever.
The group boarded the plane and flew towards Europe.
After arriving at Chen Fengnan’s private airport in London, Ayu received another call from Chen Fengnan and reported the situation to him.
“Ouyang Feifei is being held in Death Prison,” Ayu informed Ning Fan after hanging up.
“Is that the one rumored to be one of the most terrifying prisons in Europe, Death Prison?”
Ning Fan sneered.
He hadn’t expected this prison to have connections with the Yun Ci Guild.
In the European continent, Death Prison was infamous, although the average person might not have heard of it.
But many in the underworld knew of it; the criminals held there were extremely violent and dangerous, and it housed many formidable individuals.
The most critical aspect was the tight security, comparable to a military base, with armed prison guards, although their specific organization was known only to certain individuals.
“Where is Death Prison located, did your boss find out?” Ning Fan asked again.
The existence of Death Prison was a closely guarded secret, its location known only to authorities within the European Union.
Thinking of this, Ning Fan seemed to understand why they had come to London.
“We’ve got it.”
“Buying” the word seems rather clever when it comes out of your mouths!” Ning Fan felt a mix of amusement and helplessness.
Perhaps for Chen Fengnan, anything that can be solved with money isn’t a real issue?
“Anyway, we’ve already bought the location of Death Prison from the Eagle Country folks.
Tonight, we’ll take a helicopter there.
When we cross the border, the Eagle military won’t shoot us down.”
As Ayu spoke, she tied her hair up and walked over to a weapon box, where she began selecting weapons.
“Can’t you speak a little more subtly?”
Ning Fan was somewhat helpless with how blunt this woman was.
Death Prison can only be described as brutal.
To say it’s a dog-eat-dog world there would not be an overstatement.
Learning that Ouyang Feifei was locked up there, Ning Fan became anxious once again.
Due to the time difference, it was already nightfall.
Ning Fan, along with Ayu and Alei, made preparations and then took the helicopter to the designated spot.
Death Prison was built in a mountainous area.
Using the dense forest as natural concealment, this place couldn’t even be found by satellites.
The helicopter didn’t dare get too close, as it would be spotted by the guards of Death Prison, and there would be interference when approaching.
“Should prisoners be treated like this?” Ning Fan muttered as he looked at the endless forest ahead.
This place was almost completely cut off from the world.
Apart from Death Prison, there was no signal reception, it was uninhabited for miles around, and every year, a few unlucky souls would vanish here.
The reasons for their disappearances were, of course, self-explanatory.
Some daredevils came here seeking adventure, but once they ventured in, they’d get lost.
The lucky ones might be found by the guards, but they wouldn’t be let go afterward.
The less fortunate became prey for wolves at night.
“Another five hundred meters and we’ll encounter surveillance, either hidden in the grass or mounted in the trees; their eyes are everywhere.”
Ayu outlined the impending difficulties, and getting inside would require considerable effort.
“Then only two of us should go.
It’s settled then, Fatty and I will go.
You stay here for backup.
The helicopter can leave ahead of time; the opposition probably already knows we’re here.”
Upon hearing this, Ning Fan made an immediate decision.
Alei had no objections, as he wasn’t the one staying behind.
Ayu, however, frowned and asked, “Impossible, the restricted area starts five hundred meters out.
Death Prison is another ten kilometers in; they shouldn’t have spotted the helicopter yet.”
Ning Fan looked at the woman with some surprise, then pressed his forehead and replied helplessly, “It’s not that I’m overthinking it, you’re just not thinking enough.
With such a commotion from the helicopter, they must have noticed.
Otherwise, what do you think accounts for the disappearances every year here?”
Seeing that Ayu wanted to argue, Ning Fan asserted in an unquestionable tone, “Enough, it’s decided.
The helicopter goes first, let the pilot wait farther away.
If we manage to rescue the person, I’ll signal with a flare.”
Ning Fan didn’t give Ayu a chance to rebut and gazed into her eyes with an overwhelming presence.
“Fatty, follow my lead when the time comes.
Your size makes you an easy target to spot.”
Ning Fan adjusted the hem of his trench coat, casting a faint glance at Alei, who, with a camouflage-painted face and armed to the teeth, resembled a rock-solid Iron Man standing beside him.
“If you know I’m a big target, why bring me along?” Alei grumbled, interpreting Ning Fan’s words as suggesting he could become a liability.
“I’m factoring in the need for demolition work, and for that, you’re quite suitable.”