The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 298 - 292: I Want to Leave Him with Nothing!

As Qin Fan's words fell, a monstrous, indescribable wave crashed through Guo Wenhai's heart. Fear washed over him, completely overwhelming him.

Yes, that's right. Just a second ago, he was thinking of pulling his gun. But Qin Fan had spoken before he could act, invisibly strangling the crazed thought that had just begun to surface! This man could blatantly lead his people here to wreck the place. He could whip and kill his top men in broad daylight without a care in the world. Would he care about a gun? No!

At this thought, a baseless terror surged from the depths of his soul! Just as Qin Fan said, that would absolutely not be a wise choice!

"I'll give you a chance to call for help! Go on, call whoever you think is the toughest! I want to see who can protect you today, who can *save* you!" Qin Fan said with a mocking chuckle, watching the cold sweat bead on Guo Wenhai's forehead.

He had said he would make Guo Wenhai question his very existence. That meant he had to utterly trample and desecrate every so-called asset Guo Wenhai took pride in! Guo, the City God? Today, I'll stomp him down into a little ghost!

Facing Qin Fan's brazen, unbridled arrogance, Guo Wenhai clenched his jaw so hard it ached. Beads of sweat began to seep out on his suddenly pale face. Things had already reached a point where he could no longer afford to be reserved about his network of connections.

But just as he reached his trembling hands into his pockets, a DING! sounded from the elevator. Several soldiers in training uniforms poured out. At the same time, a voice shrieked in absolute terror.

"Let go of me! Who are you people?! Why are you arresting me? On what grounds? Do you know who I am? I'm an honored guest of Director Guo of Ningchuan! An honored guest from Macau!"

In a soldier's grip, the man from the Ningchuan Grand Hotel's security footage struggled and roared in a panic.

"Shut up!" SLAP! The soldier viciously slapped him across the face. "Fuck your mother! You should be glad Tie Niu didn't catch you, or your ass would've been thrown off the thirty-sixth floor!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

As he spoke, the soldier quickly dragged the man and strode toward Qin Fan. Stopping before him, the soldier reported, "Instructor, we caught this bastard on the thirty-sixth floor!"

"Heh, that saves me some trouble." His tone was light, almost a chuckle, but the bleak coldness beneath it was enough to make one's blood run cold.

Looking at the man in the soldier's hands, a fire began to blaze in Qin Fan's eyes. He continued, "Where's Tie Niu? Does he know?"

"No, we didn't tell him. We were afraid he'd act rashly on his own! He should be on his way down now," the soldier replied.

"Throw him on the ground!" Qin Fan ordered, glancing at the man's face, whose refined features he found utterly detestable.

"Yes, Instructor!" the soldier responded, driving a fierce punch straight into the man's abdomen.

AARGH! The pampered man let out a howl, his body bending like a shrimp from the powerful blow. As the soldier let go, he fell limp to the ground.

"Mr. Wen! Mr. Wen! What... what do you people want?!" Seeing the honored guest from Macau being treated so violently, Guo Wenhai forgot all about making a phone call and instinctively lunged forward.

"Good, the main player has arrived. Time to settle the score," Qin Fan said with a cold smirk, driving a knee into the charging Guo Wenhai's abdomen.

After Guo Wenhai crumpled to the ground from the brutal impact, Qin Fan used his foot to flip Mr. Wen onto his back, planting it firmly on the man's chest. "Tell me, what's your name?"

"Who are you? Who the hell are you?" Mr. Wen asked, his eyes wide with terror as he stared up at the young man looming over him, coughing violently.

"Did you forget what you did last night? Fine. Remembering or forgetting isn't important. Now, tell me your name," Qin Fan insisted again, his expression turning glacial.

Hearing Qin Fan mention it, both Guo Wenhai and the man named Wen trembled violently. Last night... wasn't that when they'd plied that waitress with two spiked drinks, then taken her across the street to a hotel room for some 'fun'? Could these soldiers really be here because of that?

"You... you're here for that waitress?" A sharp terror flooded Guo Wenhai, making him forget the pain in his body as he asked, aghast.

Qin Fan ignored Guo Wenhai's question. The palpable, icy chill radiating from him was directed entirely at the man named Wen beneath his foot.

"I... I didn't want this! It was... it was Director Guo who said she was a gift for me! I was wrong! I only accepted because it was hard to refuse Director Guo's kind offer! Besides, I... I left seventy thousand yuan by the cabinet! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Please, let me go! Money... I can pay! One million! No, no, two million! Two million! I'm begging you, let me go!" Under the pressure of Qin Fan's bone-chilling aura, the man named Wen couldn't bear the terror any longer and spilled everything, implicating Guo Wenhai in the process.

Hard to refuse his kind offer? Sorry? Offering money?

As these words entered Qin Fan's ears, his simmering rage finally erupted.

THUD! He lifted the foot resting on the man's chest and stomped down hard. The sickening impact echoed as the man named Wen gasped, a mouthful of blood erupting from his lips and spraying across his own face and onto Qin Fan's shoe. His terrified expression went ashen, stained by the fresh spray of blood.