Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City-Chapter 635 - 645: Despair (13th update!)

Yang Fei roared like a madman, but Ye Ling simply looked on with an expressionless face. He wouldn't stoop to the level of a beast that had lost its mind; there was no point.

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Ye Ling waved his hand, and the agents from the Bureau of Superpowers behind him took Yang Fei away. Struggling and bellowing, Yang Fei couldn't break free from the agents' binding restraint.

As Yang Fei was removed, a group of police officers watched, dumbfounded. What was happening? The Bureau of Superpowers?

Wasn't the Bureau of Superpowers supposed to deal with those abnormal, unscientific matters? How could these two murder cases have possibly involved the Bureau of Superpowers? It was inconceivable.

That day, the news of Yang Fei being taken spread instantly throughout Bianjing, and the entire upper echelon of society was set abuzz in that instant.

With Yang Fei taken away, it was as if the Yang Family's nerves had been struck. How could the Yang Family, with its immense connections in the provincial city, ignore this?

Before noon, in the government office, an imposing man was approving some red-headed documents in his office when suddenly his phone rang.

He shook his head, knowing who was calling, took a deep breath and picked up the phone. Before the other person could speak, he took the initiative to say,

"Old comrade-in-arms, I can't help you. The person who took action against your Yang Family has too strong a backing, and I am powerless."

"Moreover, the mistake Yang Fei has made has aroused public outrage, and I will not intervene. I think it's only right that he be punished. You'd better take care of yourself."

With a click, the call ended, and the man gave a wry smile. With Ye Ling and Mo Xing taking action, who could save Yang Fei? Especially since Yang Fei had committed such heinous acts.

Save him?

That would simply be asking for trouble. To put it bluntly, it would be like no longer wanting the job, finding an excuse to let the two young masters take care of oneself and be kicked out, right?

In Bianjing, this man who once called the shots sat exhausted on a genuine leather sofa, his head hung low, his eyes red and tears plopped to the ground.

He was Yang Fei's father. After his son had been taken away by the Bureau of Superpowers, he had used all the connections he could, in the government, the military, even the underground forces.

But no matter who it was, upon hearing his predicament, they either hung up the phone directly, or if they were a little more tactful, it was still a slap in the face.

Mo Xing, Ye Ling, he had inquired about these names, which were enough to deter all the powerful leaders he knew. Yang Fei's father couldn't imagine who these two people were!

Regardless, to save Yang Fei, he had only this one son, this only child. If he did nothing, the likely outcome would be the death penalty, and then everything would be over.

What should he do? He had already sought all his connections in the province. Biting his teeth, Yang Fei's father rose to his feet and decided that if that was the case, he would seek higher authorities!

"Someone! Prepare the car for me. I'm going to the Imperial Capital!" he ordered.

Yang Fei's father was determined to seek out an old leader he had known in the Imperial Capital. No matter the cost, he had to save his son's life.

Even if it meant serving a twenty-year sentence, at least he would still be alive, still have a chance to be released. Otherwise, everything would be over, and all of the Yang Family's hopes would be lost in an instant.

As Yang Fei's father got into the Mercedes, the car not yet started, his phone suddenly rang. It was the same senior official who had just hung up on him. Overwhelmed with excitement, he wondered if perhaps his influential comrade was going to help him after all?

He answered the call, and the person on the other end said only one sentence: "Don't go to the Imperial Capital. No one can save Yang Fei."

Then, the senior official slowly mentioned an old man's name, vaguely talking about their relationship, and hung up the phone, not giving Yang Fei's father the slightest chance to respond.

Stunned, completely stunned, as the boss uttered the name of that old man, Yang Fei's father almost collapsed into the car.

Years ago, when he was still in the military, seeing that old man would make him nervously tremble, like a raw recruit facing his commanding officer, but even more terrifying.

He was a legend, and though he had now disappeared, his influence still pervaded the whole of Huaxia.

Finished, this time it was utterly finished, no one could save Yang Fei now.

With a clatter, Yang Fei's father fell headlong into the car, fainting from extreme anger.

Meanwhile, in a sealed room within the Bureau of Superpowers, Ye Ling looked at Yang Fei sitting across from him, his hands and feet both shackled, and coldly smiled, "You're utterly heartless, no one can save you!"

"Who the hell are you! Do you have any idea who I am? I'm telling you, if you lay a finger on me, it's like ripping a hole in the sky!"

Yang Fei's voice was a bit hoarse as he roared in a low voice. Ye Ling across from him just shrugged his shoulders, "Well, I'm sorry to say that I'm quite fond of ripping holes in the sky."

"What evidence do you have to capture me! Without evidence, you can't arrest me, let me go immediately, release me now!"

Yang Fei suddenly bellowed, his expression fierce, while Ye Ling on the side laughed, "What's the hurry? The necessary evidence will eventually surface. You won't be missing out, rest assured."

Ten minutes later, General Manager Huang and a middle-aged man walked in, both hanging their heads, not daring to look at Yang Fei, as if guilty, mirroring the behavior of those with a guilty conscience.

"You must recognize these two. This one is the district chief in charge of the flood zone where you committed your crime. Coincidentally, he was also arrested, just like you."

"And this one is the chairman of the hotel, General Manager Huang. So, I believe you're more familiar with these two than I am. Oh, of course, seeing these two must make you realize something, that is, you're done for."

Yang Fei was dumbfounded, foolish, looking at the two men in front of him, he couldn't help but grit his teeth, "You two bastards! How dare you betray me, I won't let you off, I won't forgive you!"

"Whether you can forgive them or not isn't up to you. But you might want to start thinking about any last wishes that you haven't yet fulfilled, you might still be able to pass a message to your family."

"Oh right, it gets cold here at night, you'd better be careful all by yourself. You know very well what misdeeds you've committed. There's nothing to fear if you haven't done anything wrong, no fear of ghosts knocking on your door."

After finishing his words, Ye Ling turned and left with the two men, leaving only a frantically yelling Yang Fei behind.

The night was chilly, just past the early hours, when Yang Fei, who was asleep on the desk, suddenly woke up. His eyes widened as he felt an icy chill all over his body.

His complexion instantly changed as he heard a faint breeze in this sealed room, but more importantly, he seemed to see a white figure in front of him.

"Who's there! Who's playing tricks? Come out, stop haunting this place and show yourself!"

Yang Fei shouted frantically, but in the next moment, his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. In front of him stood a woman in white, her clothes stained with blood, her pale face filled with a terrifyingly murderous aura.

"Wang... Wang Xi! No, don't kill me, I was wrong, I won't do it again!"

The person standing before him was Wang Xi, fury evident upon meeting her nemesis. Wang Xi didn't bother with words; she charged frantically towards her hated foe, plunging at him with intense hatred.

Ahh!

In the room, a horrifying scream suddenly erupted, endlessly tragic.