Chapter 452: Won’t Be a Pig Twice Translator: Tim Editor: GlobeGlotter

Boom—The mansion exploded, leaving a huge mushroom cloud. Everyone was shocked. The police had agreed to his request, yet he still blew it up. No one knew why. If it was to destroy evidence, the base should have been enough.

Ye Mo didn’t expect the power to be so great. Even the base was probably affected.

“President, something’s wrong,” Yuan Weiping said, looking at a screen.

“Cut all communication, go stealth, maximize speed. It doesn’t matter if it seems right or wrong, as long as the base was destroyed,” Yuan Zhirong said.

Yuan Weiping said worriedly, “The mansion exploded, not the base.”

“What?” Yuan Zhirong immediately understood why the video leaked. Their family had been infiltrated!

Spurt—Yuan Zhirong spat blood in his rage.

“Luo Yue! I underestimated you. If I don’t get revenge—” Yuan Zhirong’s face was white; he knew he’d lost.

…

Li Chunsheng saw Qian Fanghan remain silent as the helicopter left and knew this was a problem. However, even if the Yuan family was powerful, were they stronger than the Song family? He didn’t worry Yuan Zhirong would escape.

Seeing the helicopter leave unhindered, Ye Mo sneered. This was as expected. A clash between higher-ups, but none of his concern. Qian Fanghan’s face clearly said, “This has nothing to do with me.”

You big shots can brawl all you want, but you can’t escape my eyes. I want to see how someone will save you. Anyone trying to save Yuan Zhirong is a pig waiting to be roasted.

Ye Mo didn’t understand his helicopter’s speed. It wasn’t a helicopter, but a jet.

Ye Mo didn’t care about political brawls. He wouldn’t let Yuan Zhirong go; even if he had to take a spaceship, he’d chase him.

…

“President, should we find an alternative vehicle? Our plane is the best in the world, but it’s too big,” Yuan Weiping said worriedly.

Yuan Zhirong’s veins bulged. He still couldn’t determine who moved the bombs from the base to his mansion.

He’d dominated his life. Since when did he suffer this much?

“No need. If they can delay the chase for an hour, they should be able to. If not, I’d rather die than give them what they want,” Yuan Zhirong said cruelly.

“President, although that thing is important, anything can happen, just like last night. Also—” Yuan Weiping paused.

Yuan Zhirong, snapping out of his anger, said, “Also what?”

Yuan Weiping continued, piloting the plane, “We’re not a big family in Beijing. If they go back on their word and disregard what we have…”

Yuan Zhirong, regaining composure, said after a moment: “Weiping, you’re right. We have to rely on ourselves. They helped us not because we’re strong. Wait, they saved me, but they won’t let me go. Weiping, find a place to land; we can’t take this plane.”

“You’re smart! But your family is useless; a nearly finished virus was given to you, yet you couldn’t even spread it. Incapable people! For minor interests, you offended a small company. If you don’t want to die immediately, land the plane in the Duan Heng Ranges,” a voice suddenly boomed, angry.

Yuan Zhirong and Yuan Weiping looked at a speaker in the corner; even if they were idiots, they’d realize they’d been used.

“Who are you?!” Yuan Zhirong screamed.

Calling Luo Yue’s product a minor interest—who was this person? Yuan Zhirong had used people all his life, but he’d never been so utterly used.

“You don’t need to know. Steer the plane where I tell you. I don’t care about that thing, but your life is still useful,” the voice said.

“How did we offend you? Are you the one who gave the thing to Bing’er? Why us, not the big families?” Yuan Zhirong’s tone grew crazier.

The cold voice replied, “Because your family wasn’t too powerful. That’s why. But like the pig you are, you blew up your mansion instead of the base. I saved you because you’re still useful.”

Yuan Zhirong was dazed. “I’m a pig! I was a pig once, but I won’t be a pig twice. If I go where you tell me, I’ll probably still die. You’re just making me carry the thing. Even if I die, I won’t let you get what you want!”

“Hmm, you want death? No desire for revenge?” the tone was smoother.

Yuan Zhirong’s expression was madness. “My greatest enemy is you, but I can’t get revenge. If I could kill my enemies, you’d be first, then Luo Yue. Even if this hadn’t happened, when I gave you the thing, our family would be over. Weiping, let’s die together; steer the plane towards the rocks!”

Weiping answered calmly, “Yes, President.”

The plane charged towards the mountain.

The speaker’s tone became agitated, “Yuan Zhirong, you’re crazy! Stop!”

“That’s right, I’m crazy; I can be used once, but not twice.” Yuan Zhirong’s tone became calm. He ignored the speaker and said to Weiping, “Weiping, you’ve been by my side for tens of years, and I ended up taking you on a path of no return. I’m sorry.”

Yuan Weiping smiled, “President, as I vowed, from the day you saved me and my sister, my life was yours.”

“Okay, Weiping, I’m a few years older, just call me big brother,” Yuan Zhirong’s tone was calm, relieved. He knew there was no way out.

“Big Brother!” Yuan Weiping said.

The helicopter crashed into the mountain in a huge explosion.

Ye Mo, following closely, stopped. He knew it was suicide. He didn’t understand why Yuan Zhirong sought death after escaping.

Ye Mo landed near the rubble. Their bodies were almost unrecognizable.

Ye Mo scanned his spirit sense and confirmed they were Yuan Zhirong and Yuan Weiping. Ye Mo felt nothing; they got what they deserved.

A small golden case caught his attention. Ye Mo grabbed and opened it. The space was small. Besides a diamond-like crystal, there was nothing. Ye Mo examined the crystal. It seemed like a normal rock, so he put it in his storage ring.

Ye Mo found nothing else, so he left.

An hour later, another helicopter arrived with three men in black. They said nothing and searched the crash site.

Half an hour later, the oldest man said bleakly, “Nothing. No footprints, and it doesn’t seem to have been searched. The thing doesn’t seem to have been taken.”