Twisted Dreams-Chapter 329 - 398: Xie Qilin’s Operation (6) The Operation Ends
Zheng Qian’s face turned horrified as he hurried into the next room, finding his son and daughter-in-law already lying in a pool of blood, staring wide-eyed in death.
Zheng Qian sat down heavily on the floor, eyes filled with disbelief.
"Ah... Ah..."
He opened his mouth wide, his throat making gurgling sounds like a fish dying of thirst.
"Ah!!!! Xie Qilin!!!!" he finally let out a piercing scream.
Zheng Qian got up, his body trembling violently with extreme anger, and pulled out a remote control from his pocket.
"What happened, what happened?"
His wife was startled awake by Zheng Qian’s scream and quickly crawled out.
Xie Qilin grabbed the fruit knife from the table and threw it at Zheng Qian’s wife.
The fruit knife pierced through Zheng Qian’s wife’s throat.
Zheng Qian’s wife clutched her neck, collapsing on the ground, looking at Zheng Qian in horror.
Not long after, she lost her voice.
"Ahhhhhh!!!! Xie Qilin, I want you dead!!"
Zheng Qian, blinded by anger, pointed the remote control at Xie Qilin.
"Huh~ Grandpa, what’s wrong?"
Zheng Qian’s granddaughter rubbed her sleepy eyes, waking from Xie Qilin’s embrace.
The granddaughter blinked, looking at the smiling Xie Qilin in front of her:
"Who is this big brother? Where’s my mommy?"
The child’s innocent voice briefly cleared Zheng Qian’s mind, his hand hesitating on the remote control.
Xie Qilin lifted the little girl, resting his neck against her forehead, and spoke softly:
"Uncle Zheng, want to chat?"
At this moment, Xie Qilin was still wearing a safety collar on his neck.
If it exploded, Zheng Qian’s granddaughter would certainly die as well.
Zheng Qian’s eyes widened:
"Let her go!"
Xie Qilin shook his head:
"I like this child; she keeps me alive."
Zheng Qian’s face was a mix of emotions:
"You want to threaten me with a child? Have you forgotten what kind of person I, Zheng Qian, am?"
He prepared negotiation tactics, determined to make Xie Qilin release his granddaughter obediently.
Xie Qilin patted the little girl’s back, chuckling:
"I don’t know what kind of person you are, but I know who I am.
I, Xie Qilin, am a dog of yours, Zheng Qian.
Trading a dog’s life for a human life seems worthwhile.
Has Uncle Zheng forgotten that I, this dog, never cared about my life?"
Zheng Qian was stunned.
What kind of person is Xie Qilin?
A desperado would be insufficient to describe him.
This teenager, not yet eighteen, had been reckless since his debut.
He set the stage with his own life, gambling with it.
An ordinary person would have died countless times.
He gambled and won time after time.
Xie Qilin’s lips curled into a smile:
"You don’t want to exchange lives? Then I’ll force you to."
He pinched the little girl’s spine with his fingers.
The little girl cried out in pain, wailing loudly.
The child’s cries pained Zheng Qian like being fried in a pan.
Zheng Qian’s demeanor gradually weakened; his lips trembled as he spoke slowly:
"How can you let her go?"
Xie Qilin’s smile froze, his face icy cold, as he spoke lightly:
"Kneel down."
Zheng Qian knelt on the ground like an old dog, his face full of pleading:
"Please let her go, okay?"
Xie Qilin stood up holding the little girl, walked to Zheng Qian and squatted down to pick up the remote control.
Xie Qilin tilted his head to examine Zheng Qian’s expression.
The once domineering person now showed such humility.
Xie Qilin expected to feel satisfied, but unfortunately, he didn’t.
"Returning this to you."
Xie Qilin put down the child and placed the collar around her neck.
Zheng Qian looked at Xie Qilin in disbelief.
He had admitted his fault, he had knelt down; would this demon really kill his granddaughter?
Why does Xie Qilin have such a ruthless heart to target an innocent little girl?
Zheng Qian wanted to rush forward and fight Xie Qilin.
Hua Luo in the kitchen, bustling with activity, snapped her fingers.
Zheng Qian froze, his eyes turned dazed.
Hua Luo’s hypnosis succeeded.
Hua Luo’s hypnosis was of two kinds.
One was short-term hypnosis; the other was long-lasting hypnosis.
The condition for successful short-term hypnosis was significant consumption of Spiritual Power.
The condition for successful long-term hypnosis was strong emotional fluctuation in the subject.
Zheng Qian’s emotions fluctuated greatly in a short period: immense grief, fear, hope, etc.
Zheng Qian had paved his way; once Elder He died, he would become head of the Security Administration.
Thus, controlling Zheng Qian meant controlling the Security Administration.
After finishing everything, Xie Qilin tossed the remote control casually to Hua Luo.
Hua Luo hesitated for a moment, looking at the wailing child, and asked tentatively:
"Do you really want to kill this little girl? After all, she’s just a child..."
Xie Qilin replied indifferently:
"She saw too much."
As he spoke, Xie Qilin glanced at Hua Luo.
She also knew quite a lot.
Fear flickered in Hua Luo’s eyes:
"I’ll clean up thoroughly."
Xie Qilin walked towards the door.
There was still one more step tonight, which involved the Mandala Bar, where a big trouble awaited.
...
Dawn was approaching.
Xie Qilin drove a van to the Mandala Bar.
The bar was in chaos due to the fighting.
As dawn approached, Baron Violet’s Extraordinary Power grew weaker and weaker.
He couldn’t hold out much longer, and would soon have to return to his human form.
A Vampire’s body will turn to ashes in the daylight.
But the fight wasn’t over; Baron Violet was already becoming weary.
Simon was covered in vicious scars, drenched in blood.
The droplet of Divine Blood before his heart had nearly been depleted.
Both of them were at their limit.
Qin Ming stood behind the bar, watching the fight, not knowing what to do.
Perhaps the only thing he could do was record this battle and write it into his novel.
At that moment, the door was pushed open again.
Qin Ming looked at the newcomer, his eyes narrowing.
Xie Qilin, he had seen him before too, a powerful Extraordinary.
Simon saw Xie Qilin arrive and smiled with delight:
"Quick, quick, take that Vampire down!
No, no, don’t take him down, capture him, I want to take him back for research!"
Xie Qilin walked to the bar counter, ignoring the chaos around him, and spoke lightly:
"Give me a drink."
Qin Ming went to the bar, randomly mixing a drink.
Xie Qilin took a sip of the drink, nodded in approval.
It was good.
Simon urged anxiously:
"What are you doing? Hurry up!"
"Alright."
Xie Qilin responded calmly.
The oil paper umbrella emitted a chilling Ghost Qi, and the Eight-foot Bride flew into the battlefield howling.
Simon laughed heartily and, with greedy eyes, stared at Baron Violet:
"Vampire, you’re mine! You’re mine! My father will reward me, and I can evolve again!"
"Splat!"
The Ghost Claw pierced Simon’s back.
Simon froze.
Before he could turn around, the Ghost Claw withdrew from Simon’s body.
A still-beating heart throbbed in the Eight-foot Bride’s hand.
Simon lost all his strength, collapsed on the ground, and looked at Xie Qilin in confusion.
Xie Qilin glanced indifferently at Simon, then turned to the Vampire and made a fist salute:
"I don’t know him, do you believe it?
I’m friends with Qin Ming, just came for a drink.
By chance, I met the senior fighting this foreigner and lent a helping hand."
Baron Violet gave Xie Qilin a deep look, shoulder Simon’s corpse, and quickly left the bar.
Xie Qilin’s goal was never to cooperate with the God Creation Group.
To safely control the Security Administration, eliminating the threat, Simon’s mouth needed to be sealed.
After all, Simon had already served his greatest purpose.
He had kept Qin Ming in check, preventing him from causing trouble for Xie Qilin.
Besides, Xie Qilin dared not make a move against anyone in the Mandala Bar.
This bar was something even the Black Emperor was wary of.
Xie Qilin ordered another drink, downed the liquor in one go.
He looked outside; the dawn’s light finally arrived.
