A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 435 Direct Assault

Chapter 435: Chapter 435 Direct Assault

At this time, it had been ten hours since Shen Yanhe had been taken.

The sky was already bright.

After a night of investigation, Fu Yanhe’s people had pinpointed the location where the private jet of that wealthy businessman surnamed Ye had landed.

In a town named Latvia on the Haman border.

Fu Yanhe and Xiang Ling’an immediately set out for Latvia.

Upon arriving, they quickly surrounded the landing site of the private jet.

But they found that the place they had surrounded belonged to a local family, the private airstrip of the Dezimitrei Family.

Fu Yanhe and Xiang Ling’an didn’t recklessly lead their men to storm in, instead sending people to investigate the family’s background on the spot.

They learned that the Dezimitrei Family was the largest arms dealer locally, with many stationed at the border, whether army units or mercenaries, acquiring weapons from them.

They were big fish in Latvia.

However, neither Fu Yanhe nor Xiang Ling’an were afraid.

The two of them had ventured into many dangerous places before; it was just an arms dealer, no big deal.

"I’ll go blow up their ammunition depot first, cutting off their arms supply from the back. You charge straight in from the front,"

Xiang Ling’an pulled out the latest micro-bombs developed by Gu Yingxi and said to Fu Yanhe.

Fu Yanhe nodded, "Be careful."

The members of the Dezimitrei Family were still unaware of the crisis that had befallen them.

The family head, Zhanrui Dezimitrei, was in the study of his manor, enjoying the miracle drug he had obtained in a deal with the "immortal" organization.

After drinking one tube, his somewhat foggy brain instantly cleared up, and his previously blurry vision gradually sharpened.

He felt incredibly well, as if he had become ten years younger.

"Indeed, a miracle drug," Zhanrui’s eyes shone as he looked at the empty medicine tube, smacked his lips, and a gleam of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.

It was worth spending so much in resources to aid Fu Weizhi if he could get a couple more tubes of this miracle drug later on.

Then couldn’t he remain young forever?

His eldest son, Feilimeng Dezimitrei, stood beside him, frowning slightly, expressing his concern, "Father, is the drug really that effective?"

"Of course," Zhanrui nodded, securing the medicine tube safely, "After we deal with Fu Weizhi later, I’ll let you taste half a tube, then you’ll understand its miraculousness."

Feilimeng’s brows furrowed tightly, "But... I think that Fu Weizhi, always sneaking around and not daring to show his true face, doesn’t seem like a good person."

"And over the years, where has he taken all those people he has asked you to find for him?"

Right after Feilimeng finished speaking, suddenly, a thunderous roar sounded outside, followed by successive explosions. The ground of the manor shook.

Feilimeng and Zhanrui hurriedly grasped the table to stabilize themselves.

Zhanrui, astonished, asked, "Who’s fighting whom? Such a racket."

No sooner had he spoken than a subordinate tumbled inside, panic-stricken, and blurted out, "Patriarch! Disaster! Our arms depot has exploded!"

"What!" Zhanrui’s complexion changed dramatically, and he pushed his subordinate away harshly, quickly walking out to the balcony to look in the direction of the arms depot.

Sure enough, he saw flames in that area, coupled with occasional clouds of smoke rising.

Zhanrui, staggered by the shock, clutched at his chest and stumbled backward.

Feilimeng rushed forward to support him, "Father!"

"Investigate! Go investigate!" Zhanrui’s forehead vein bulged, and he hissed through gritted teeth, "Find the bastard who blew up our arms depot and kill him! Kill him!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the study door was violently kicked open from the outside, startling everyone inside.

A tall man dressed in a black combat suit and wearing a half-ghost mask on his face, exuding a cold aura, entered slowly, holding a wooden rifle against one of his subordinate’s heads.

Behind him, guards lay scattered on the ground.

Zhanrui’s face sank, and he stood up straight, clutching Feilimeng’s hand, and demanded in a stern voice, "Who are you?"

Feilimeng’s gaze fell on the ghost mask on the man’s face, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said tremblingly, "You - you are Snare’s chief, Satan!!"

Feilimeng had once seen a photo of Snare’s chief on the TNC forum’s homepage.

The man in the photo was also wearing a half-ghost mask!

Exactly like the one worn by the man before them!

Zhanrui had also heard of Snare’s name, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a degree of wariness arose in his heart. When he spoke again, his tone was considerably softer, "Our Dezimitrei Family has no grievances with Snare. What do you mean by this?"

Fu Yanhe tilted his head slightly, his black, cold eyes staring emotionlessly at them, and asked, "Where is Fu Weizhi?"

Zhanrui’s gaze flickered, and feigning confusion, he said, "Fu Weizhi? I do not know this person."

Fu Yanhe’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze on Zhanrui as if he could see right through him.

Zhanrui’s heartbeat quickened, and Feilimeng’s complexion changed slightly, fearing that Fu Yanhe might lash out and attack them on a whim.

They were not carrying any weapons.

"The private plane that stopped at your airport, who flew it last night?" Fu Yanhe asked again.

Before Zhanrui could speak, Feilimeng answered, "A Mr. Ye flew it." His full name is Ye Hengming."

"Where is he?"

Feilimeng shook his head, "I am not sure, only that he headed east after getting off the plane last night."

Upon hearing this, Fu Yanhe slowly lowered the rifle from his subordinate’s forehead and asked another question, "Does the Dezimitrei Family collaborate with the immortal organization?"

Zhanrui and Feilimeng’s complexions changed drastically.

Zhanrui’s tense face twitched, and just as he was about to deflect,

he saw Fu Yanhe calmly pulling out a mini-bomb, "I am short on time, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."

Feilimeng felt his heart sink and quickly pulled Zhanrui behind him, starting anxiously, "We have a collaboration! We have a project collaboration with them worth nearly two billion."

"We need to supply the immortal organization with arms and vehicles like cars and planes for an extended period, with the additional requirement that we are not to disclose our partnership with them publicly."

"And we are to cover their travel routes for them."

As if anticipating what Fu Yanhe would ask next, without waiting for him to speak, Feilimeng revealed everything he knew.

"But we do not know where the immortal organization’s base is, we only know that they come from the eastern side of the forest."

After Feilimeng finished speaking, Zhanrui feigned anger and scolded, "Feilimeng! How could you tell him everything?"

Feilimeng gave a bitter smile, "Father, it’s important that we stay alive right now."

He had learned about the exploits of this Snare chief.

This was a person who had managed to blow up a drug lord’s stronghold.

Their own armory was one such example.

Feilimeng certainly did not want to be blasted into the sky to be shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

"I have said all that I know. Please, can you spare us this time?" Feilimeng showed Fu Yanhe an uglier smile than crying.

Fu Yanhe glanced at him indifferently and turned to leave.