Ah Le was about to retort when suddenly another voice came through the phone:
"Hold on, Black Mamba, donāt be so rude to our guest. Pass the phone to me."
The tone wasnāt high but carried a chilling penetration.
With a faint sound, the commotion in the receiver instantly calmed down, evidently indicating someone else had taken over.
In its place was a gentle and magnetic male voice:
"Good evening, Mr. Ah Le. Calling at this time means you must be a loyal subordinate."
This voice was very soft, like a slippery venomous snake, crawling into Ah Leās ear through the radio waves.
"In our line of work, I really admire hard-hitters like you who value loyalty. Not just you, I genuinely treat those brothers of mine as well."
"Since weāre all on the same side, letās not beat around the bush."
The person paused for a moment, an enticing persuasion evident in his tone:
"Chairman Shenās old bones are too tough, no matter how we knock, they wonāt open. Why donāt you tell me where that orphanage harboring special kids is hidden?"
"Just give me an address, even just a general location, and Iāll immediately send a car to take Chairman Shen back, and even throw in a windfall for you thatāll last a lifetime."
"How about it? Itās quite a lucrative deal, isnāt it?"
This voice seemed to carry some strange magic power, with each syllable tapping at Ah Leās most vulnerable defenses.
Ah Leās originally tense gaze gradually became dazed, and his grip on the phone unconsciously loosened slightly.
In his mind, the secret address he had stubbornly guarded began to uncontrollably surface:
"The orphanage... is... in Wenchuan Districtās..."
Ah Leās lips moved, his expression dazed, about to blurt out like talking in his sleep.
Just then, a wide and powerful hand suddenly pressed on his shoulder.
The fingers abruptly tightened, clamping down like iron.
Pain hit in an instant!
Ah Le shivered all over, turning his head sharply to meet Fang Chengās fathomless eyes.
Within those pupils, a burst of golden electricity seemed to explode, instantly clearing all the confusion and fog in his mind.
Ah Le woke as if from a dream, cold sweat soaked through his clothes, gasping for breath in large gulps.
That was close!
He almost got hypnotized by that fellow!
He gratefully glanced at Fang Cheng.
And also felt fortunate for not making this call alone; the consequences could have been unthinkable.
The terrifying abilities of these mutants are practically indefensible for ordinary people.
Ah Le took a deep breath, calmed his emotions, and then began to feign uncertainty into the phone:
"This... this matter is very important. Iām just a bodyguard, the exact location isnāt clear to me. Iāll have to check carefully..."
"Also, I donāt trust you guys. Unless I see the Chairman still alive with my own eyes, donāt even talk."
To buy time, Ah Le intentionally slowed his speech, pretending to be hesitant:
"How about this, you give me an address first, Iāll come over immediately, we can talk face to face, exchange the person for information."
The phone went silent for two seconds.
Then, a low laugh filled with contempt came through:
"Hehe... Mr. Ah Le, youāve gotten smart."
"That momentary pause was because someone else is with you, wasnāt it?"
The voice remained amiable yet carried a chilling edge:
"The one who pulled you out of my āsuggestionā is your helper?"
"Hehe, so now that you have a reliance, you start playing tricks with me... truly disappointing."
Ah Leās heart skipped a beat, he was about to deny it.
But he heard the voice suddenly turn cold, the original amiability instantly tore apart, revealing a hidden ferocity:
"My patience is limited. Since you wonāt speak, let Chairman Shen suffer for you."
"Perfect, my brothers have been starving."
As he spoke, he seemed to turn slightly aside the receiver, as if looking at others beside him.
"Right?"
With these words, chewing sounds that made oneās teeth ache suddenly erupted from the receiver.
"Crunch, crunch."
It sounded like bones being bitten and cracked, accompanied by beast-like deep guttural sounds and the noise of swallowing thick liquid.
And then, Shen Weiās deeply suppressed moans faintly reached, obviously enduring inhuman torture.
Hearing these sounds, Ah Leās eyes instantly filled with blood, the veins on his neck bulging.
That was his benefactor, his big brother! Now being devoured alive!
Anger surged like a raging fire, clouding his reason, he opened his mouth, a roar about to burst out.
However, Fang Chengās palm again pressed down on his shoulder, force heavy like a mountain.
Then gently shook his head at him, gaze calm beyond belief, without any emotional fluctuation.
Ah Le shivered all over, as if doused with a bucket of cold water, calming down again.
He wasnāt stupid, instantly figured out the gist.
This was definitely psychological warfare!
If the Chairman was really on the brink of death, abandoned by these people, they wouldnāt need to bother acting out for him.
Clearly, when one plan failed, they resorted to another.
They just want to exploit fear and anger, forcing him to reveal the truth in panic.
As long as he hasnāt given in, the Chairman is actually safe.
"Is it tasty? Eat slowly, thereāll be fresh meat sent later."
The person affectionately spoke to the monster beside him, then sneered coldly into the phone:
"Hear that? If you donāt explain, your Chairman will become a pile of excrement."