Chapter 159 Your Brother is Dead (Ch 159)

In the outskirts of Feihua City, there is a secluded courtyard.

Zhao Ling sat under the old locust tree in the yard, holding her chin with her hands and looking into the distance.

She was waiting for her brother Zhao Qinxiao to come back.

My brother said that when he comes back this time, he will take her away from Feihua City.

Go to a place where no one knows them, buy a big house and live a stable life.

Having depended on Zhao Qinxiao for so many years, how could Zhao Ling not know what her brother was doing?

Every time her brother went to the wilderness, she was worried.

This time is no exception.

Although Zhao Qinxiao repeatedly assured before leaving that the target this time was weak and there would be no danger.

But she was still afraid.

In the wilderness, anything can happen.

Zhao Ling stood up and brushed off the dust on her body.

She decided to do something to distract herself.

Back in the house, Zhao Ling picked up the dirty clothes that Zhao Qinxiao had changed.

Wash them carefully one by one.

The scent of my brother is still lingering on these clothes.

Zhao Ling’s movements were very gentle, as if she was treating some treasure.

She knew that her brother did all this for her.

To let her live a good life.

So, she needs to be more sensible.

Take good care of yourself and don’t let your brother worry.

Take care of everything at home and wait for my brother to come back.

……

Bang!

The loud noise of the wooden door falling to the ground startled Zhao Ling who was washing clothes.

He turned back suddenly and the clothes in his hands slipped off, splashing water.

Three uninvited guests broke in.

The young man in the lead was dressed elegantly and had an arrogant look on his face.

Behind him were two ferocious looking guards.

“You…you guys…”

Zhao Ling’s voice was trembling and her eyes were full of fear.

“This is my house…you…get out…”

She tried to sound tough, but her voice got smaller and smaller.

Yin Fan ignored Zhao Ling’s attempt to drive him away. His eyes swept around the room and finally fell on Zhao Ling.

“Get lost!”

A guard behind him stepped forward and pushed Zhao Ling away.

Zhao Ling staggered and almost fell.

She wanted to resist, but her body wouldn’t obey her.

This guard is a genuine first-level professional!

How could she, an ordinary person, be a match?

“Tsk tsk tsk, this shabby place is so dirty.”

Yin Fan frowned and walked into the house with a look of disgust.

His eyes fell on the only chair in the yard.

“What are you still standing there for? You have no sense at all!”

He yelled at the other guard behind him.

The guard shuddered and quickly took out a handkerchief from his backpack.

He walked quickly to the chair, bent down, and wiped it carefully.

These are all necessary skills to follow the Second Young Master.

Everyone knows that the second young master has a serious obsession with mysophobia.

If you are not careful, you will be beaten or scolded at the least, or…

He didn’t dare think about it anymore.

Last month, a colleague was secretly dealt with for offending the second young master.

To this day, no one has seen him again.

Thinking of this, he wiped it even harder.

Finally, the chair was wiped clean.

“Second Young Master, please.”

He respectfully moved the chair forward, lowered his head, and did not dare to look directly at Yin Fan.

Yin Fan nodded with satisfaction, sat down on it and crossed his legs.

“Your name is Zhao Ling, right?”

He spoke up, a hint of teasing in his voice.

Zhao Ling stared at him closely without saying anything.

His eyes were filled with anger.

“Bang!”

A loud slap hit Zhao Ling’s face hard.

The force was so great that Zhao Ling’s cheeks instantly became red and swollen.

“I’m asking you a question!”

Yin Fan’s voice suddenly rose.

“Mute?”

“Is your name Zhao Ling?”

“Is your brother called Zhao Qinxiao?”

He asked word by word, his tone full of menace.

When Zhao Ling heard her brother’s name, her body trembled violently.

“How…how do you know…my brother…”

Her voice choked and tears welled up in her eyes.

“Let me tell you, my brother is a second-level hidden professional!”

“He’ll be back soon!”

“You still have time to leave now!”

“Otherwise, my brother won’t let you go!”

She shouted in a timid way, trying to scare away the uninvited guests.

When Yin Fan heard this, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

“Zhao Qinxiao?”

“You still count on that rubbish?”

“If he can come back, I’ll tear his head off and let you kick it like a ball!”

“A second-level hidden profession? He can’t even deal with a first-level necromancer. What a waste!”

He laughed wantonly, not noticing that the faces of the two guards behind him had changed.

First-level necromancer?

Miss?

The two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other’s eyes.

It seemed like they heard something they shouldn’t have heard.

The two of them simultaneously lowered their heads and looked at the ground, pretending that they heard nothing.

Zhao Ling’s body seemed to have been drained of all its strength.

She collapsed on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Brother…dead?

impossible!

This is impossible!

“I don’t believe it!”

She raised her head and stared at Yin Fan.

“You lied to me!”

“How could my brother die!”

“You liar!”

“Get out of here!”

She shouted at the top of her lungs.

“Bang!”

Another slap hit Zhao Ling’s face hard.

This time, Zhao Ling was knocked flying and fell heavily to the ground.

“Believe it or not!”

Yin Fan stood up, walked to Zhao Ling, and looked down at her.

“I’ll say it again, your brother is dead.”

“You won’t survive this day.”

Yin Fan’s gaze fell on Zhao Ling’s tender body.

“hiss……”

He took a deep breath, as if he was savoring some delicious food.

The corners of his mouth stretched into a sickening smile.

“But before that, your body can be put to good use.”

He licked his dry lips, his eyes full of desire.

He turned his head and winked at the guard standing beside him.

The two guards lowered their heads and said nothing.

They walked forward silently, one of them grabbed Zhao Ling’s arm and the other grabbed her legs.

“You…what are you going to do…”

Zhao Ling’s voice was filled with tears and her body was shaking constantly.

“Let me go…”

She struggled desperately, but the guards’ hands, like iron clamps, clamped her body tightly, making her unable to move.

The two men roughly carried her into the house and threw her on the shabby bed.

“Bang!”

Zhao Ling’s body fell heavily on the bed, making a dull sound.

Yin Fan followed in with a chuckle; that laugh was creepy enough to make people’s hair stand on end.

He couldn’t wait to pounce on Zhao Ling on the bed, no longer caring about whether she was clean or not, or whether she was a clean freak or not.

“Sizzle!”

The sound of clothes being torn echoed in the house.