Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 905 - 904: The Boss is Dead!

"I wonder if the boss will be in trouble..."

In the midst of the shifting tension, Awen, hiding in a corner, looked at Zheng Yuanjie with a face full of concern.

To him, the situation on the field was clear: his boss intended to surrender, but the young man currently present wouldn't allow it, sparking a conflict between the two. What followed was a war of words, and so far, all he'd heard was a lot of meaningless talk.

Apart from the parts relating to their plan, the young man's endless empty threats did nothing but frustrate him.

The things Ye Wenying said, in Awen's eyes, were to assert his sense of superiority. Awen had come across plenty of people like this in all the years he'd been assisting Zheng Yuanjie.

But what shocked him most wasn't their plan—it was the relationship between these two people. They were uncle and nephew!

In his understanding, it was always the uncle that scolded the nephew, never the other way around. Yet, this absurd turn of events was unfolding right in front of his eyes, leaving him with the impression that the entire world had turned upside down.

"I hope the boss stays safe..."

Shaking his head to clear these thoughts, he focused on recording the situation instead. Since his boss had told him not to act rashly, he dared not make a move.

"Uncle, hearing what you've said, I feel like keeping you alive is too great a threat to me!" Their conversation had reached its climax. Ye Wenying's patience had been worn thin by Zheng Yuanjie. His eyes glinted with a frosty chill, and a cruel smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

In Ye Wenying's eyes, Zheng Yuanjie's existence posed too great a threat. This man knew everything about his dealings in Hua City. If he were to make these matters public, Ye Wenying would surely face Dong Aiguo's wrath.

If Zheng Yuanjie were to leave today and approach Dong Aiguo, revealing the truth about his son's death, the enraged Dong Aiguo would make life unbearable for the Ye Family's Young Master.

Hao Jian might not fear Dong Aiguo due to the distance shielding him—Hao Jian was entrenched in Hua City, making it difficult for Dong Aiguo to act against him. But Ye Wenying existed in the same Capital City as Dong Aiguo. As a figure of authority in the military district, he was indeed capable of exerting significant leverage over the Ye Family under certain circumstances!

"Hahaha! You've finally bared your fangs. All these years, I've watched as you dismantled my power bit by bit. I've seen it all—after all, I've only ever been your dog! A dog without any dignity!" Zheng Yuanjie's face twisted with rage as he laughed maniacally. "You've never treated me as family, so naturally, you wouldn't face Dong Aiguo to save me!"

Seeing Zheng Yuanjie's deranged state, Ye Wenying sneered coldly. "The Ye Family values only those with power and status. Although you are nominally my uncle, if I hadn't pulled you out of that beggar's den back then, do you think you'd have the position and influence you have now? I gave you everything, yet you betrayed me. And you think I shouldn't kill you for this?"

"Kill me, chop me up—do as you please!" Zheng Yuanjie closed his eyes in despair. He already knew there was no escape for him.

"Then, die you shall!"

Ye Wenying had no desire to waste more words on this man. A frosty glint flashed through his eyes as he turned and walked down the hill. While turning, he gestured lightly to the two bodyguards.

"This is what happens to those who cross Young Master Ye!"

With permission granted, the two bodyguards grinned wickedly. One of them swiftly drew a pistol and, with a sharp motion, aimed it at Zheng Yuanjie and pulled the trigger!

"Bang!"...................

The gunshot echoed sharply across the silent hill, reverberating far and wide.

"B-Boss..."...............

Hiding in the bushes, Awen hadn't even had the chance to react before witnessing his boss being shot dead by one of the bodyguards!

"Boss!"

An anguished roar echoed inside Awen's mind. He clenched his teeth so hard that blood trickled from his lips, staining his teeth crimson.

He didn't dare make a move. Those men were armed, and if they spotted him, his fate would be the same as his boss. If that happened, everything his boss had tasked him with would be in vain.

No wonder his boss had repeatedly stressed the importance of his role—he must've anticipated this grim outcome...

"Hah, to think anyone would dare threaten me, Ye Wenying. They must have a death wish!"

Walking to the edge of the trail, Ye Wenying chuckled coldly upon hearing the gunshot. With a slight glance, he saw his two bodyguards rushing toward him.

"Is it done?"................

"Young Master Ye, it's done!"

The two bodyguards quickly reported, then trailed closely behind Ye Wenying as they descended the hill...

Upon hearing this, Ye Wenying nodded slightly. Then he instructed the two bodyguards, "Now that guy is dead, we're no longer safe in Hua City. We need to get back to the Capital City before Hao Jian finds us!"

"Big Dragon, book the earliest available flight. Second Dragon, come with me to pack. We leave immediately!"

"Yes!"

The two bodyguards nodded heavily. The trio soon reached the foot of the hill. Big Dragon jumped into one vehicle and sped off toward the airport, while Second Dragon drove another car, taking Ye Wenying to a remote suburban area.

To evade Hao Jian's spies, they seized an isolated villa in the suburbs, kidnapped the residents, and kept their hideout a complete secret. In this way, they went into hiding in Hua City.

"Hao Jian, this time, I'll ensure your death!"

Sitting in the car, having eliminated a threat, Ye Wenying was in high spirits. He pulled out a small memory card from his pocket, laughing gleefully as he examined it.

Stored here was the video of Hao Jian infiltrating Dong Aiguo's son's home, killing those soldiers, and eventually murdering Dong Aiguo's son.

Having battled Hao Jian for so long, Ye Wenying had certainly made his own preparations. Not even Zheng Yuanjie knew about this, for Ye Wenying never trusted anyone but himself entirely—this was why he had such a hidden plan in place.

To simplify, Ye Wenying had bribed a soldier within that villa to quickly install a small surveillance camera in Dong Aiguo's son's room.

That day, when Hao Jian arrived, the camera captured everything. While it didn't record Hao Jian's fight with the soldiers, it captured the most critical moment—Hao Jian killing Dong Aiguo's son!

Ye Wenying firmly believed that with this video and Dong Aiguo's cooperation, no matter how strong Hao Jian's connections were, he could be sent to prison.

Once Hao Jian was jailed, the Ye Family's influence would ensure Hao Jian faced the death penalty. No matter how skilled or resourceful Hao Jian was, he couldn't possibly oppose the state!

After Ye Wenying and his men departed, Awen, who had been hiding in the shadows unnoticed, cautiously emerged from the underbrush, his face pale as a sheet.

Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, his eyes reddened, and tears streamed down his face, sliding across his cheeks.

"B-Boss!"

A choked sob escaped from Awen's lips, his clenched fists trembling with rage that burned fiercely in his chest.

Those bodyguards had only done a half-hearted job of handling Zheng Yuanjie's body. They dragged it to a secluded spot, stacked some wood over it, and burned it to ashes. Just like that, all traces of him were erased.

"Boss, I swear, I will avenge you!" After crying for a while, Awen wiped away his tears. His furious gaze turned in the direction Ye Wenying had fled toward.

He hadn't forgotten what Zheng Yuanjie had tasked him with doing before his death. Taking out his phone, he dialed the number written on the slip of paper...

"Hello..."

Hao Jian's lazy voice immediately came through, startling Awen, and clearing his mind for a moment. With a hint of hesitation, he asked, "Are you...?"

"Haha, for you to be able to contact me right now, you must be one of Zheng Yuanjie's men. What's the issue?" At that time, Hao Jian was still at the hospital chatting with Li He. After all, the recent car accident had nearly cost Li He his life, so being under observation for a while longer seemed wise.

Hao Jian had even joked, "If money isn't an issue, stay as long as you want!"

"The boss...the boss is dead..."

Awen's voice, thick with anger, reached Hao Jian's ears. His eyes flashed with a sharp light as he exchanged a glance with the injured Li He, then coldly declared, "I'll make sure Ye Wenying dies without even a grave to bury him in!"

"The boss told me to record something before he died and asked me to pass it to you. How should I get it to you?" Awen asked, with little doubt in Hao Jian.

"Alright, three days from now—go to Room 303 at Rumeng Bar in the city. Hand it over to the person waiting there." Hao Jian considered for a moment before deciding.

"Alright!"

Awen agreed to Hao Jian's arrangement, then hung up. He looked down at the micro-camera in his hand, clenched it tightly, then gazed at the bloodstains on the ground and muttered, "Boss, rest assured, I've achieved what you entrusted me with!"

"Haha, I'd like to see if Ye Wenying can escape this time!"

After ending the call, Hao Jian laughed aloud and shared a triumphant glance with Li He.