The Ultimate Devil's Magnificent CEO

"Lure us here? What do you mean?" Chu Qianqian quietly sidled up to Zhou Fan and whispered.

"We've walked into a trap. I'm afraid this entire apartment complex is hostile!" Zhang Lei raised his head and scanned his surroundings. Some apartments had their lights on, others were dark—it looked exactly like a normal complex. But years of experience told Zhang Lei something was wrong. It was too quiet!

That's right, it was too quiet. A normal complex would never be this silent. There wasn't the faintest sound of a TV or computer, not even the slightest noise of children playing...

"Not bad," Zhou Fan said, clearly satisfied with Zhang Lei's analysis. "If we make it out of this alive, how about you join me? I'm planning to form a small team to specialize in intelligence gathering. I think you'd be a perfect fit for its leader."

"If you'll have me, Mr. Zhou, I am willing!" Zhang Lei cupped his fists and moved to kneel, but Zhou Fan stopped him.

"We're brothers now. We don't do that here. Sincerity is all that matters." Zhou Fan clasped Zhang Lei's fists, then turned to Ying Yi. "Between all of us, you're the professional. What's our next move? You decide."

"Decide my ass! You just recruited someone right in front of my face to rebuild your intelligence team. You think I can't see what you're up to? What's your game? Don't tell me you're actually planning to fight your way back." Annoyed, Ying Yi slapped Zhou Fan's hand away, glaring at him as he continued to smile.

"Fighting my way back is a certainty. Do I look like the kind of person who doesn't avenge a wrong?" Zhou Fan looked at the agitated Ying Yi as if she were a child. "Why else do you think I'm so passionate about all this? I'm going to show them I'm back, and that I'm rebuilding everything I lost, piece by piece!"

"I'm going to make them suffer in terror, day after day, until the day my army stands at their gates!" In that instant, Zhou Fan's entire aura changed. He transformed from an ordinary man into a king, inspiring a subconscious urge to bow in worship.

"I told you before," Ying Yi said, her expression grim. "If you ever cross my line, or the line of Wolf Fang, I will not show you any mercy!" She gripped her dagger, her body tensed, and stared intently at Zhou Fan, enunciating every single word.

Seeing this, Zhang Lei stepped forward, a dagger of his own appearing in his hand to block Ying Yi's. He said nothing, but his actions spoke volumes.

"No need for that. It's not like I've crossed any lines yet, have I? Besides, have you forgotten? I'm helping you, Wolf Fang, handle your business," Zhou Fan said, waving his hand dismissively before kicking her in the leg. "When will you learn to see the bigger picture like He Yi? You're so damn stubborn, you idiot!"

"Stop comparing me to him. We're nothing alike!" Ying Yi shot them a glare before turning toward Chu Yifeng's building. "So, what's the plan?"

"What else can we do? We play dumb, get inside the building, and use the opportunity to kill Chu Yifeng. Then we fight our way out," Zhou Fan said, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes. "You two guard the entrance. Keep any other enemies from getting in. I'll take Qianqian with me to kill Chu Yifeng."

Without giving the other two a chance to react, Zhou Fan took Chu Qianqian by the hand and led the way toward Unit 3, where Chu Yifeng was located. It was inconvenient to bring her along on an assassination, but Zhou Fan would be even more uneasy leaving her behind.

'Besides, she's my woman now. She even gave me a treasure as miraculous as the Li Hen Sword. I have to protect her, no matter what!'

They entered the stairwell, and Zhou Fan didn't pause for a moment. Chu Qianqian was nervous, but a single glance at the resolute profile of the man beside her was enough to calm her nerves.

Ying Yi and Zhang Lei remained at the ground-floor entrance. Even though there were more enemies outside, the entrance was narrow. Defending it would be a relatively smaller burden.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

In front of apartment 501, Zhou Fan held the Li Hen Sword in his right hand and Chu Qianqian with his left. He kicked the door hard. "Chu Yifeng, open up! It's Zhou Fan!"

"You really have a death wish!" Chu Yifeng's sinister voice came from inside the apartment. The door flew open, and several figures lunged at Zhou Fan!

At the same time, the doors to several other apartments in the stairwell burst open, and more figures shot out, all targeting Zhou Fan.

But Zhou Fan was prepared. He immediately slashed forward with the Li Hen Sword while pulling Chu Qianqian in by her waist with his left arm. "Don't be afraid. If you want to be my woman, this is something you'll have to experience sooner or later."

SQUELCH!

Wherever the Li Hen Sword passed, enemies were sliced in two. The sight stunned everyone into silence for a moment. Even Zhou Fan was slightly taken aback. 'This sword... it's this sharp!'

The slaughter had officially begun.