CHAPTER 401: CHAPTER 207: THE HAND IS BROKEN

"Don’t look at me with that expression."

Dongchuan Ichiro spread his hands toward Lin Beichen, a look of grievance on his face. This kind of performance might deceive others, but it couldn’t fool Lin Beichen.

"You know why I’m here."

Lin Beichen’s tone was flat, as if he were talking about something unrelated to himself, yet Dongchuan Ichiro could feel a strong murderous intent from Lin Beichen.

The two men standing behind Dongchuan Ichiro frowned slightly, reached for the Wooden Sword at their waists, and took two steps forward, but were quickly stopped by Dongchuan Ichiro.

"You made a wise choice. If those two make a move, I guarantee your corpse will hit the ground in the next second."

Lin Beichen’s voice, cold as if from the Nine Netherworld, reached the ears of Dongchuan Ichiro and his men. Upon hearing Lin Beichen’s words, the two men showed anger and were about to move forward again, but as they looked up, they found Lin Beichen had disappeared before them.

Dongchuan Ichiro instinctively swallowed. At the moment the saliva slid down his throat, he suddenly felt something stuck in his neck.

As he glanced down instinctively, he saw a sharp, gleaming weapon pressed against his neck.

"I don’t have time to play games with you. If you can’t give me the answers I want, you don’t deserve to live."

Lin Beichen’s tone remained cold, as if he were about to kill something less than a pig or dog, rather than a human life!

It was only now that Dongchuan Ichiro truly felt fear, genuinely sensing the disdain for life coming from Lin Beichen, more precisely, the disdain for their lives.

"It’s Brooklyn..."

The playful look had disappeared from Dongchuan Ichiro’s face, replaced by extreme fear.

"This matter..."

"This matter has nothing to do with me. I really didn’t make a move, nor did I help him."

Before Lin Beichen could finish speaking, Dongchuan Ichiro hurriedly explained, distancing himself from Brooklyn.

Originally, Dongchuan Ichiro thought that as long as he seized this opportunity, he could use the close relationship between Zhou Ya and Lin Beichen to close the distance between himself and Lin Beichen, even making the other owe him a big favor.

But now Dongchuan Ichiro realized he was wrong. Not only did he underestimate Zhou Ya’s importance to Lin Beichen, he also underestimated Lin Beichen’s means. He hadn’t expected the other to be so decisive, ready to eliminate anyone who harmed Zhou Ya.

"I hope you’re telling the truth, otherwise..."

Concerned for Zhou Ya’s safety, Lin Beichen did not delve too much into this matter with Dongchuan Ichiro. From Lin Beichen’s perspective, as long as Zhou Ya was not in danger, he had plenty of time to settle scores.

Seeing Lin Beichen completely disappear from his sight, Dongchuan Ichiro’s tense heart finally relaxed.

Dongchuan Ichiro suddenly noticed his back was drenched in sweat, and the chilly feeling from the breeze made him very uncomfortable.

"Young master, should we report this to Brooklyn?"

A member of the Dongchuan Clan approached Dongchuan Ichiro and asked expressionlessly.

"No matter what kind of power Lin Beichen has, that Brooklyn boy must die this time."

Thinking of this, a satisfied smile appeared on Dongchuan Ichiro’s face.

"However, we do need to adjust our strategy towards Lin Beichen."

On his way to find Brooklyn, Lin Beichen suddenly received a call from Song Xiangdong.

"We have found Zhou Ya’s location. We are sending someone to rescue her now."

Hearing Song Xiangdong’s words, Lin Beichen sighed with relief. After all, he had great confidence in the Safety Bureau’s abilities. As long as they took action, Zhou Ya’s safety would be assured.

"Send me the location, I’ll go check it out too."

Guessing that Lin Beichen would make such a request, Song Xiangdong did not hesitate and directly gave him the coordinates they had tracked.

Seeing the location marked on his phone, a cold smile appeared on Lin Beichen’s face.

"As expected of a young master from a prominent family, you sure know how to enjoy yourself."

Seeing that the target location was in the villa area at the school gate, Lin Beichen’s face turned cold as he walked towards the villa.

Meanwhile, Zhou Ya was brought to the gate of Brooklyn’s villa, being dragged inside by two of Brooklyn’s men.

"What are you going to do? Let me go!"

Seeing Brooklyn walking towards her, Zhou Ya shouted loudly, her sharp voice piercing the night like a comet, startling Brooklyn.

"You b****, you sure know how to scream!"

Brooklyn slapped Zhou Ya’s face, sending her flying onto the sofa. Seeing Zhou Ya’s graceful curves sprawled on the sofa, Brooklyn instinctively licked his lips.

"Sorry, I didn’t plan to lay a hand on you, but since your old classmate provoked me, I can only take a little interest from you first."

Brooklyn spoke as he walked towards Zhou Ya. Just as Brooklyn was about to assault Zhou Ya, a knock on the door sounded.