69novels Chapter 46: Roasted Crabs
Chapter 46: Roasted Crabs
The man in the dog-head mask strode in, his movements slow and even somewhat casual. Behind him, ten others filed in, each wearing a similar wooden mask—representing the twelve zodiac animals: rat, ox, tiger, rabbit, dragon, snake, horse, sheep, monkey, rooster, and pig!
The group dispersed immediately after entering the house, subtly blocking all the exits.
Ding Yixie's heart skipped a beat, a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He'd been in this business for so long, and he'd never seen anything so eerie: "Brother...brother, which gang are you from? Is there some misunderstanding?"
The masked man finally spoke, his voice muffled through the mask, yet as cold as iron: "Ding Yixie?"
"It is indeed I, brother..." Ding Yixie's heart skipped a beat: "If you gentlemen are looking for wealth, there's still something in the safe..."
He didn't finish his sentence.
The masked man moved.
fast!
Ding Yixie only saw a black shadow flash by before a knife-wielding henchman standing in front of him collapsed, clutching his throat, blood gushing from between his fingers, before he could even let out a scream.
"Make your move." The masked man uttered two words, brief and decisive.
These people are extremely ruthless and precise!
The movements are concise and efficient, with no unnecessary steps.
Ding Yixie's henchmen, who usually bullied the weak and feared the strong, were like paper in front of these masked men who were like killing machines.
Resistance? They simply couldn't organize any effective resistance.
Escape? The exits have long been blocked.
Screams, pleas for mercy, the cracking of bones, the overturning of tables and chairs... a cruel symphony played out in the cramped basement.
Ding Yixie was terrified and turned to run towards the small door at the back.
He had only taken two steps when a figure wearing a monkey mask appeared in front of him and kicked him in the stomach.
"Ugh~" Ding Yixie's stomach churned violently, and he curled up and collapsed to the ground.
The monkey mask stepped on one of his legs, bent down, grabbed his ankle, and twisted it sharply!
"Ah—!!!" Ding Yixie let out a scream that sounded inhuman as his ankle twisted at a bizarre angle.
The monkey mask dragged him to the center of the room like a dead dog.
Ding Yixie's seven or eight henchmen were all lying on the ground, some unconscious, some still groaning weakly, and there was blood on the ground.
Twelve people wearing zodiac masks stood silently around, as if the bloody battle that had just taken place had nothing to do with them. Only the occasional cold glints of their eyes behind the masks revealed that they were by no means benevolent.
"Who...who exactly are you...My boss is Ding Xiaoxie...Zhongqing Society..." Ding Yixie stammered, his whole body trembling like a leaf, his crotch was wet again, and a foul stench filled the air.
Looking at Ding Yixie writhing on the ground like a maggot, tears streaming down his face from the excruciating pain and fear, the masked man leading the team didn't say anything. He waved his hand, and his men brought over a can of gasoline.
The pungent smell of gasoline instantly overwhelmed the stench of blood and urine, and the cold, sticky liquid poured over Ding Yixie's body, also soaking the henchmen lying around him and the ground.
The member wearing a rat mask next to him took out a box of matches.
"Snap—"
A tiny spark flashed and disappeared in the dim light.
It was this insignificant sound that completely broke Ding Yixie. He made a hoarse sound like a dying beast in his throat, his body convulsed violently, and tears, snot, and saliva covered the area around his mouth that was sealed with tape.
The match drew a perfect arc~
"coax--!"
It wasn't a loud bang, but a dull, rumbling sound, like the crackling of grease. Orange-red flames erupted, like a ravenous beast, instantly engulfing the body and spreading at an alarming speed along the flowing gasoline!
The flames first licked at Ding Yixie's trouser leg. The pungent smell of burning flesh mixed with the stench of charred flesh instantly assaulted his nostrils, almost suffocating him even through the duct tape. The searing pain felt like countless red-hot needles piercing his skin and muscles, reaching right to his bone marrow!
"Ugh—!!!" Ding Yixie let out a muffled howl, his mouth twisted in agony, his entire body thrashing and contorting wildly like a shrimp thrown into a vat of boiling oil. He could clearly feel the flames rapidly climbing up his thighs and abdomen, his clothes curling and charring under the intense heat, sticking to his bubbling, charred flesh. His vision was filled with leaping orange-red light, the heat scorching his face, his eyelashes and eyebrows instantly curling and charring.
It wasn't just Ding Yixie. The henchmen lying around, soaked in gasoline, had all become moving torches, their screams rising and falling, but quickly being replaced by the crackling of the flames and the groans of their burned throats. Their bodies convulsed and curled up in the fire, emitting a nauseating stench. The already dim basement was now illuminated by the flickering firelight, casting distorted and dancing shadows on the walls, like a painting of hell.
The twelve zodiac animals had already retreated after completing their mission.
Affected by the thick smoke, fire sprinklers shattered one after another. Cold water mingled with the heat, instantly turning the basement into a steam hell.
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The following day, in Tin Shui Wai, at Man Kee Beef Ball Factory.
Breaking news from Hong Kong: Last night, a fire broke out in an illegally constructed basement in the fruit market due to aging electrical wiring, resulting in the deaths of ten people... Ah May would like to remind all citizens to be vigilant about fire safety...
Wu Zhaoyong and his group worked very efficiently and cleanly. Before leaving, they arranged the scene to make it appear that the fire was caused by aging electrical circuits.
Song Zhaowen was watching TV, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and pressing down on Limei with the other.
"Boss, you're so mean~ You ruined my makeup~"
"Women love bad boys." Song Zhaowen patted her head. "Get up first, I'll deal with you tonight!"
"Boss, ...let me help you relax for a bit first~"
Just as Song Zhaowen was enjoying this rare moment of peace.
Ye Rongtian, dressed in a suit and tie, barged in, stuck out his tongue when he saw this scene, and was about to turn around and leave.
Ye Rongtian was used to this scene; he did the same when he was a boss. When there was trouble, his secretary would work overtime; when there was no trouble, his secretary would work overtime.
At this moment, Ye Rongtian opened his eyes: "What's wrong, Ah Tian?"
Limi also withdrew her hand and flung it away, pretending that nothing had happened.
Ye Rongtian, who had been called back, turned around without mentioning what he had just seen: "Hey, boss, Ms. Huang Lei from Huangtian Group is here."
Huangtian Group, a well-known insurance behemoth in the city!
Founder Huang Tian rose from an insurance intermediary to become the chairman of an insurance group with a valuation of 3 billion yuan, making him one of the many legendary tycoons in the city.
(PS: Huang Tian and Huang Lei's "Laughing at the Wind and Clouds")