Going on a Killing Spree

Drops of blood from Tang Ye's fists smashed onto the smooth floor one by one, blooming into tiny crimson flowers.

He had no injuries on him. The four bodyguards at the door hadn't even managed to slow his footsteps.

Bang!

A deafening crash echoed.

The heavy double doors, carved with intricate patterns, were kicked open so hard they exploded inward. Splintered wood shot out in all directions like scattering petals.

Behind the doors lay an office so large it felt somewhat empty.

Behind a massive mahogany desk sat a man.

He was frowning, seemingly displeased by this sudden intrusion. But when his gaze moved past the computer monitor and landed on the fiend-like man at the door, the displeasure on his face instantly froze.

Hello, can I help you?

Wu Hui spoke. His voice was relatively steady, and he even adjusted his posture to make himself appear more composed.

But beneath the desk, his finger had already silently pressed an inconspicuous button.

The alarm had been sent.

The security department downstairs wasn't just for show. As long as he could stall for a few minutes, no, one minute would be enough.

Then, he tightly gripped the handle of his gun.

Tang Ye's gaze swept across the luxurious office and finally settled on Wu Hui's face. After a moment of thought, he asked.

Are you the Prince?

Hearing this, Wu Hui actually managed to squeeze out a hint of a smile, appearing very calm. Prince is just a flattering nickname given by friends. My surname is Wu. However... I don't seem to recall having any conflict with you, sir.

His words were watertight, confirming his identity while simultaneously trying to figure out the other party's background.

Anyone who could silently take out his four elite bodyguards outside the door single-handedly and stand here completely unscathed was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

As for the gun, that was a last resort.

If he didn't have to use it, he wouldn't.

As long as it's you, that's enough.

Tang Ye couldn't be bothered to waste words, because he wasn't sure how much time he had left with this power.

Since the person across from him was the ringleader, he just needed to make his move.

Who in Guancheng didn't know the name Prince?

Keeping such a large group of thugs in a place like this, what kind of legitimate business could he possibly be running?

Do it!

With a thought, Tang Ye suddenly exerted force with his legs.

Crack!

The solid wood floor beneath his feet cracked in response, exploding into a shallow pit, while his entire body turned into a blur, charging straight toward the desk.

So fast!

Wu Hui's pupils shrank violently. He never expected the other party to attack without warning, and with such incredible speed!

Was he an assassin?

His mind went blank. All plans to stall for time were instantly thrown out the window, leaving only his most primal survival instinct.

He abruptly raised his hand, not even having time to bring it up to eye level to aim. Pointing at the rushing figure, he fired wildly.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bullets tore out of the chamber.

At such close range, he could hit the target with his eyes closed!

Wu Hui kept pulling the trigger, the muzzle flash illuminating his face, which was twisted in fear.

However, the whistling bullets all hit nothing but thin air.

Tang Ye never intended to take them head-on.

The moment Wu Hui raised his hand, his body had already reacted, making a bizarre turn and sliding half a meter to the side.

Dodge! Dodge!

With Wu Hui's reaction speed, he couldn't keep up with Tang Ye's movements at all.

The bullets flew past his afterimage, and one of them hit the priceless antique vase behind him.

It shattered all over the floor.

The next second, Tang Ye's figure appeared in front of the desk.

Without even looking at Wu Hui, he raised his leg and delivered a vicious kick to the heavy solid wood desktop.

Boom!

A large chunk of the desktop was forcibly kicked until it burst apart. The entire desk, weighing over a hundred pounds, was like it had been hit head-on by a battering ram. It violently slid backward, slamming hard into Wu Hui behind it.

Ugh!

Wu Hui and his chair took the brunt of the impact. His back slammed heavily against the wall with a muffled thud. The breath was knocked out of him, and he nearly fainted on the spot.

The gun flew out of his hand, landing on the carpet a few meters away.

Seeing stars, he struggled to reach for the gun, which was now his only hope.

But a hand was faster than him.

Before he could even straighten his arm, a large hand reeking of blood had already clamped around his neck like an iron vise, lifting him entirely out of his chair.

The suffocating sensation of his feet leaving the ground instantly made Wu Hui's blood run cold.

He looked in terror at the man before him, making gagging sounds from his throat.

With a muffled bang, Wu Hui's back slammed solidly against the wall.

Tang Ye held him by the neck with one hand, lifting him slightly off the ground like picking up a baby chick, yet not enough to completely cut off his oxygen.

He tilted his head slightly, cracking his neck with a faint pop.

Now it's my turn to ask you. Where are those two girls?

Wu Hui's pupils shrank suddenly, and then a look of realization crept onto his face.

He grinned, and a laugh mixed with bloody froth squeezed out from deep within his throat.

Hahahahaha! So it's you. You managed to find your way here so quickly.

Tang Ye couldn't be bothered with nonsense.

Expressionless, he placed his other hand on Wu Hui's shoulder and suddenly exerted force with his fingers.

Crack!

A crisp, scalp-tingling sound of bone fracturing rang out.

Wu Hui's laughter came to an abrupt halt, turning into an uncontrollable gasp. His entire face lost its color instantly, and cold sweat immediately broke out.

Having lived a life of luxury and comfort for years, he had long forgotten what it felt like to be injured.

The shattered bone turned Wu Hui's face pale, and he let out a shrill scream.

I'll ask one more time. Where are they?

Tang Ye's voice was flat, betraying neither joy nor anger. If you don't tell me, I will crush every bone in your body one by one. Starting with your shoulder, then your elbow, your wrist, your fingers... I promise you will be fully conscious to experience the entire process.

At this moment, Tang Ye looked more like a villain, but it didn't matter. He had to rescue them now; he couldn't care less about what happened after.

Saving people was a very troublesome matter.

But since Tang Ye had chosen to do it, he would see it through to the bitter end!

The severe pain was like a tidal wave, instantly drowning Wu Hui's reason.

His proud, ruthless demeanor was as fragile as a piece of paper in the face of this pure, irresistible physical devastation.

He began to howl, the sound so shrill it didn't even sound human.

In... in the suite next door! They are all next door!

Wu Hui finally broke down, pointing at the adjacent door with his only movable hand, his voice trembling. Let me go! You can't kill me! You still need me as a hostage to get out of here!

A hostage?

Tang Ye acted as if he had heard a joke, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Did he need a hostage?

He had his two fists, and the building blueprints on his phone.

The next second, the hand gripping Wu Hui's neck suddenly tightened.

Urgh...