Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 1282: Chapter 1283: Seeking Death

Wu Xiong sneered, ”I hope you don’t play any tricks, otherwise this recording will soon be in Lin Chen’s hands.”

Upon hearing Wu Xiong’s threat, Qin An’s expression changed.

Qin An understood that the most important thing now was to stabilize Wu Xiong. Once Wu Xiong handed that recording to Lin Chen, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe for the Qin family.

”Rest assured, we can give you whatever you want, but I hope you don’t do anything foolish,” Qin An reassured.

”Alright, tomorrow morning at eight, same place, we’ll meet.” With that, Wu Xiong hung up the phone.

Looking at Wu Xiong, Lin Chen sighed, ”Wu Xiong, if you hadn’t made a mistake, I believe you could’ve become an elite in the Dragon Group.”

”There’s no use saying that now. I made one wrong move and can’t come back, but I will personally destroy the Qin family. They destroyed me, so I won’t let them have it easy either,” Wu Xiong said coldly.

At this moment, Qin Wei, the head of the Qin family, sat silently in his room.

Qin An smiled bitterly, ”Young master, I have served the Qin family for over fifty years, and now it’s my time to be loyal.”

”Old An, it doesn’t have to be that way. Maybe there’s still a turning point,” Qin Wei said, unable to bear it.

Qin An sighed, ”Young master, I’ve watched you grow up, I know your ambitions, but I’m afraid I won’t see the day you succeed. This trip might be especially without return. An old servant bids you farewell here.”

”Old An, I can’t let anyone else go. I can’t risk your life for a mere Wu Xiong,” Qin Wei said, struggling to contain his emotion.

Qin Wei was brought up by Qin An from a young age; their bond was deep, and in Qin Wei’s heart, Old An was like a father.

”Young master, since you became the head of the family, our Qin family’s power has been growing. We are descendants of Emperor Qin. If it weren’t for that damned Xu Fu, this world would still belong to our family. But in you, I see the hope of unifying the world under our family once again,” Qin An said passionately.

”Emperor Qin left us millions of immortal soldiers. As long as they can be awakened, our family’s empire will once again be ours. I’m old, death doesn’t scare me. Let me go,” Qin An smiled.

”Old An, I...” Qin Wei couldn’t help but choke up.

Decades ago, Qin An was a middle-aged man who had always been with Qin Wei.

He taught him to read and write, instructed him in martial arts and military strategy.

In the blink of an eye, decades passed, and the elegant middle-aged man had become an old man, while the child had become the head of the Qin family.

”Old An, as long as we get rid of Wu Xiong, everything will be alright. As long as he hasn’t been captured by Lin Chen, we have a chance to turn the tables. If worst comes to worst, I’ll initiate the plan early. I have millions of soldiers, the Dragon Group is nothing more than a nuisance.”

”Young master, that’s not possible. Right now, the time isn’t ripe. Young master must handle this with extreme care. If we succeed, we will restore the Qin family’s glory. If we fail, we will be beyond redemption,” Qin An earnestly admonished.

”Old An, you...”

”Don’t worry, young master. I will personally meet this Wu Xiong. If he’s alone, I’ll find a way to kill him. If it’s a setup by Lin Chen, I’ll use my death to show my loyalty to the Qin family,” Qin An said seriously.

”Alright, Old An, do as you wish, but under no circumstances will I allow you to die,” Qin Wei said emotionally.

Qin An smiled, a certain determination appearing on his wrinkled face, ”Since ancient times, who has not faced death? Master Wei, this old servant bids farewell.”

With that, Qin An wiped away tears from his eyes and turned to leave.

Wu Xiong put on a bulletproof vest and said to Lin Chen, ”If I die, I hope I’ll receive the treatment of a hero.”

Lin Chen smiled, ”I can guarantee that after this thing concludes, if you’re still alive, I’ll testify on your behalf for a reduced sentence.”

”Forget it, this is my final battle. Regardless of victory or defeat, I know I’ll die,” Wu Xiong said, taking a deep breath.

Lin Chen knew that Wu Xiong was a proud man who wouldn’t allow himself to spend his later years in prison.

”If you truly die in battle, I will accord you the respect of a hero,” Lin Chen said solemnly.

Wu Xiong nodded, made a gesture of gratitude to Lin Chen, and then strode toward the car.

This rendezvous was exceedingly dangerous, and if the other side realized they’d been duped, they would definitely not let it slide; it was akin to a dragon’s lair or a tiger’s den.

But Wu Xiong said nothing, getting straight into the car.

Watching Wu Xiong get into the car, Lin Chen shook his head, ”What a pity for such a talented young man to be brought down because of a woman.”

Wu Xiong drove toward the appointed location.

But halfway there, Wu Xiong called and directed them to another venue near the riverside.

”Quite the old fox,” Wu Xiong sneered and turned the car around.

The club wasn’t large, but it was quite cozy. The key was that you could jump into the river right outside the window if things went wrong.

Most importantly, this place was very secluded, and Wu Xiong noticed a small boat moored under the clubhouse window, evidently prepared to dispose of his body.

Wu Xiong smirked inwardly. To kill him, Qin An was truly expending all efforts.

Wu Xiong took a deep breath and headed straight toward the private room.

This time, as Wu Xiong opened the door, he was not met by the delicate Hong Ling but by the cold blade of a knife.

A chill at his throat: a sharp dagger was already poised against his neck.

Clearly, Qin An was ready to eliminate Wu Xiong right there.

Lin Chen, although not turning around, could tell just by the aura that the woman behind was Hong Ling.

”Hong Ling, what’s with all this? Want to try something special with me?” Lin Chen teased with a sly smile.

”This time it is indeed something special, but it’s not to play; it’s to kill you.”

At this moment, Qin An emerged, fixing his gaze firmly on Lin Chen.

”Kid, daring to blackmail the Qin family, you must have some nerve,” Qin An said, glaring at Lin Chen intensely.

Wu Xiong smiled warmly, ”The more money, the better, right?”

”Hand over the audio, and your life will be spared,” Qin An said coldly.

”Hand over the audio? Do you think I’m stupid? Wire the money into my account, and we’ll be square. Otherwise, I believe Lin Chen would definitely be interested in this audio.”

With that, Wu Xiong glanced at Hong Ling behind him and said coldly, ”Hong Ling, what’s this? Planning to murder your husband?”

”Hmph, we were just playing a role all along. You’re finally about to die, so I’ll be free,” Hong Ling sneered coldly.

Wu Xiong snorted coldly, ”Really? I never thought I, Wu Xiong, was so blind as to fall for you. Do you think you can kill me?”

”You arrogant boy, Hong Ling, kill him,” Qin An ordered coldly.

Without hesitation, Hong Ling plunged the dagger toward Wu Xiong’s throat.