897: Chapter 886: Where Is Ning Fan Now?
897: Chapter 886: Where Is Ning Fan Now?
Konstantin encountered an assassination attempt, but the incident wasn’t spread publicly.
Ning Fan and his associates were merely waiting quietly in the hotel for Teng Yun Ge Shang’s next move.
Yet within less than a day, the Shadow Guard responsible for this matter quickly brought news to Konstantin.
“How is it?
What’s the outcome, did you get anything out of the mastermind behind this?”
Konstantin was deeply concerned about the identity of the mastermind behind this incident.
He was determined to hunt that person down and tear them to pieces.
The Shadow Guard’s eyes flashed with a cold gleam before speaking in a chilling tone: “We’ve found out—plus, there’s a big piece of news!”
“What big news?”
Judging by the Shadow Guard’s tone, this news seemed to be quite explosive.
Suddenly, Konstantin’s expression turned grim.
Could this really have been orchestrated jointly by Teng Yun Ge Shang and the Jews?
“Ning Fan.
Ning Fan is in New York right now!”
The Shadow Guard’s words were shocking.
When Konstantin heard Ning Fan’s name, his eyes immediately widened in disbelief as he stared at the other man.
Konstantin’s face twitched slightly, and he confirmed again, “You mean Asura?
That Ning Fan?”
“That’s right, Asura Ning Fan.
Somehow, he managed to deceive everyone and sneak into New York.
Now, he’s openly revealed himself in our sights.
Lord Konstantin, what are your thoughts?”
“What are my thoughts?”
Konstantin’s expression turned peculiar.
How else could he feel?
A wave of anger surged through him, and he couldn’t help but curse, “Well, well, Ning Fan — so it was you who made a move against me.”
Despite being consumed by rage, Konstantin hadn’t lost his cool.
There were still far too many unanswered questions about the situation.
Why did Ning Fan show up in New York?
How did he manage to elude Teng Yun Ge Shang’s surveillance?
And why would he target Konstantin rather than Teng Yun Ge Shang?
These points demanded closer attention.
For Konstantin, the presence of Ning Fan wasn’t the only issue at hand.
He had a strong premonition that there was an earth-shattering conspiracy hidden within this entire ordeal!
“Well, well, Ning Fan.
Since you dare to appear right before me, you’d better be ready to pay the price.
I want to meet you face-to-face and see what you’re truly capable of!”
Konstantin’s aura exploded with intensity, cutting off Shadow Guard mid-sentence.
He had already blamed everything on Ning Fan, leaving no room to consider other possibilities.
Having heard Konstantin’s declaration, the Shadow Guard refrained from continuing the discussion.
Since Konstantin didn’t pursue further, the Shadow Guard remained silent.
Whether Shadow Guard was withholding information, Konstantin didn’t know—or even consider the possibility that something might be kept from him.
“Where is Ning Fan now?”
Konstantin widened his eyes and demanded with deadly ferocity.
To make Ning Fan pay the ultimate price, the most straightforward method was to confront him directly.
Ning Fan’s name had echoed in Konstantin’s ears countless times.
Now was the perfect opportunity; Konstantin would take this chance to examine the abilities of the man who possessed the Nine Souls Jade and had earned Teng Yun Ge Shang’s favor.
The Shadow Guard promptly revealed Ning Fan’s current location.
The two quickly made preparations and headed straight to where Ning Fan was.
…
In a luxurious hotel, Ning Fan was relaxing in his suite, unaware that Konstantin was already on his way toward him.
Had he known, he wouldn’t be lounging so idly.
“Boring.
How can it be so boring?
Just what is that old fox Teng Yun Ge Shang scheming?”
Ning Fan ruffled his hair, his face full of confusion.
He still hadn’t pieced together Teng Yun Ge Shang’s full plan—the mystery gnawed at him the most.
BOOM——
As Ning Fan pondered the question, his suite door suddenly burst open with a single kick.
Dust swirled in the air, shards of wood scattered everywhere.
The door shattered into splinters.
“Who’s there?!”
Ning Fan’s eyes sharpened with wariness as he looked toward the entrance.
He felt an unusual, ominous presence.
Whoever had come meant trouble!
“Hahahaha!”
A wave of laughter echoed from outside, mocking Ning Fan’s tense posture.
In the next moment, a silhouette emerged from the cloud of dust.
Konstantin’s towering figure stepped into Ning Fan’s view.
He entered slowly, sizing up Ning Fan with a scrutinizing gaze.
“You’re Ning Fan, aren’t you?”
Though Konstantin already knew Ning Fan’s appearance, seeing him in person solidified the impression that this young man was anything but ordinary.
Most notably, the aura radiating from Ning Fan was comparable to Konstantin’s own—a fact that left the latter in awe and disbelief.
“I am Ning Fan.
And you are?”
Ning Fan exuded a frigid demeanor.
Though his tone feigned curiosity about Konstantin’s identity, inwardly, his thoughts had turned utterly grim.
The man standing before him—how could he not recognize him?
This was none other than Umbrella’s top figure, a man as dangerous as Teng Yun Ge Shang, and precisely the target Ning Fan had come to New York to eliminate.
“Hah!
At this point, you’re still pretending?
Playing dumb?!”
Konstantin sneered, refusing to believe Ning Fan’s feigned ignorance.
He could plainly see through the act.
But Ning Fan, wearing a helpless smile, retorted: “Hey, hey, hey.
My memory isn’t exactly world-class.
Not everyone leaves a lasting impression.
If you don’t introduce yourself, how would I know who you are?”
“Hmph!
Ning Fan, still playing games at a time like this?
Looks like you really haven’t learned your lesson about what it means to face death!”
Konstantin’s murderous intent surged, enveloping Ning Fan in a palpable wave of danger.
Umbrella’s top operative was no joke—his sheer presence was enough to make anyone tremble.
“How can you blame me for not knowing?
If you’re this angry, just tell me who you are.
Otherwise, how am I supposed to differentiate between stray cats and dogs?”
As soon as the words left Ning Fan’s mouth, a flash of silver streaked toward him, lightning-fast.
Ning Fan tilted his head slightly, and with a loud *crack*, the sofa behind him split cleanly in two.
It turned out that the silver blur was merely the door handle, yet the force behind it was astonishing, to say the least.
Konstantin’s move seemed crafted to intimidate.
However, Ning Fan remained unfazed, letting out a cold laugh and even beckoning at Konstantin with a finger.
“Do you think you’re the only one capable of such tricks?”
With that, a Silver Needle slipped from Ning Fan’s grasp, shining briefly as it found its mark in Konstantin’s gaze.
Konstantin’s face contorted in surprise; he hadn’t anticipated Ning Fan’s impressive response.
Instinctively, he leapt aside to dodge.
Due to his earlier underestimation, Konstantin found himself slightly embarrassed, leaving him far less composed than Ning Fan, whose reaction looked effortless by comparison.
“Hahaha!
The mighty Umbrella’s number one—turns out your evasive maneuvers are downright pathetic!”