CHAPTER 1513: CHAPTER 1565 SUBMISSION

Ayurhan is actually not this leader’s real name. In fact, he has changed his name countless times and organized several small groups. This time, it’s considered the most successful, as he’s become a leader of the Anchor Organization.

Ayurhan is cruel, and over the years, the number of people who have died by his hands has amounted to dozens, if not a hundred, which is also why he’s become a head of the Anchor Organization.

Because he’s brutal, able to kill, and dares to kill, the organization requires him to train more killers.

This time, Ayurhan accepted several well-paid tasks, leading a large number of men to sneak from the border into the suburbs of Dubai to execute the mission.

Among them, there was the task of kidnapping Wu Shuwei, along with several other kidnapping and assassination missions that were also underway.

Ayurhan has thought about it: he might be killed someday. Having been a terrorist for years, he’s experienced life and death several times but has never encountered anyone as fierce as Li Yifei.

Kneeling on the ground, hands pressed on the ground, with Li Yifei’s gun pointed at his head, Ayurhan’s body trembled. He thought he had met a war god, until now realizing that the enemy who dared to attack their side, numbering dozens, in the darkness turned out to be just one person.

Only the man with the Eastern face beside him and the gun in his hand.

And relying on just himself, he annihilated over thirty of his own well-armed and well-equipped men.

Is he still human!? Ayurhan’s body shivered uncontrollably; he didn’t dare to look at Li Yifei. In his understanding, eliminating so many people on his side is not something a single person can achieve. Even with a small squad of those renowned special forces, it might not be accomplished.

Even if it were achieved, the opponent would pay a very painful price.

Yet this man with the Eastern face did so single-handedly.

Ayurhan was drenched in sweat, not even daring to turn his head to look at Li Yifei, fearing that as soon as he moved, the opponent’s bullet would mercilessly strike his head.

Li Yifei sensed around; only one house had two signs of life, while the others were all shot down, nearly none survived. Even those still breathing lost their combat effectiveness or fell into a deep coma, life-threatening.

As his body’s war excitement gradually subsided, Li Yifei removed the gun from Ayurhan’s head.

"Your name." Li Yifei’s cold voice demanded in Arabic. Ayurhan’s body jolted; he raised his head from the ground and faced Li Yifei’s night-devil-like face, cold and bloodthirsty, hurriedly lowered his head, hoarsely replied: "I’m called Ayurhan, Mohammed."

Li Yifei’s mouth twitched slightly, immediately kicking Ayurhan’s body away. He used finesse, hooked the tip of the foot to send Ayurhan flying over ten meters before landing heavily.

Ayurhan groaned, the fall displacing his organs, but he dared not make a sound.

He feared death, but often claimed readiness to die for the organization whenever needed; encountering someone like Li Yifei, his fearless claim turned into terror.

Unsure why Li Yifei didn’t directly kill him, he desperately craved survival, quickly crawling back up, kneeling, limbs on the ground like an animal in surrender.

Li Yifei strode over, kicked him away again, landing heavily a few seconds later. After several rounds, Ayurhan lost all his temper, reaching his wits’ end. As Li Yifei came closer again, he immediately knelt and kowtowed continually, begging: "Please, no more kicking. If there’s anything you need, I’ll do it."

He had already been kicked to the wall; a further kick would slam him directly into the wall.

Li Yifei didn’t kick him again, calmly asking: "Why kidnap Wu?"

"Wu?" A flicker of confusion appeared in Ayurhan’s eyes. He tried hard to think about the name, stammering: "You mean that Huaxia woman?"

"Mm."

"She... someone paid ten thousand dollars to make us kidnap her. I don’t know the specifics, there was money to be made and ransom could be demanded, so I did it." Ayurhan said, seeing the fleeting brutality on Li Yifei’s face, shuddered, hurriedly explained: "I’m sorry, if I knew she was your person, I would never have kidnapped her. My men haven’t reported back yet, maybe... maybe they haven’t succeeded."

After speaking, Ayurhan suddenly froze. He sent out those men for the kidnapping mission of the Huaxia woman, who hadn’t reported back. Now, this god of slaughter was here for that woman; didn’t that mean his men didn’t succeed either?

Thinking this, Ayurhan saw the pitch-black gun barrel stretch out, fear surfacing, shaking his head in panic: "I’m truly sorry, I promise never to take such a job again."

"Who paid to kidnap her?"

"It... it was a Japanese person who contacted me, specifically what for, I don’t know. At first, I thought he was also Huaxia, but later heard him speak Japanese, then knew he wasn’t Huaxia. Eastern faces all look similar to me..."

"Have you met him?"

"No, we only connected over the internet."

"Give me his contact information."

Ayurhan hurriedly crawled up from the ground, running on all fours into the house. He found an Apple computer, turned it on, located the contact information for his employer, and turned the computer around to show Li Yifei.

Li Yifei looked at it twice and memorized the address, nodding once.

Ayurhan looked at Li Yifei expectantly, but Li Yifei’s gaze shifted to the other side of the room.

In the corner, two Europeans and Americans, a man and a woman, were staring in terror. Their clothes were tattered, they were tied up with ropes, and they had duct tape over their mouths. When Li Yifei looked over, they tried to shrink further into the corner.

"Who are these two?" Li Yifei asked.

Ayurhan replied, "They... they are hostages we kidnapped."

Li Yifei walked over and stood in front of the two. The woman was in worse shape, lacking pants, wearing only underwear, desperately covering herself. The man strained to shield her.

Li Yifei glanced at them before turning away. Ayurhan considered escaping or grabbing a gun to attack Li Yifei, but dismissed these thoughts immediately, overwhelmed by Li Yifei’s terrifying presence.

Li Yifei said, "Come here and untie them."

Ayurhan crawled over, fumbling as he tried to free the two Europeans and Americans.

As soon as the tape was ripped off her mouth, the European woman spoke in English, "Thank you, sir. We are from Oak Petroleum Company. We will thank you!"

Oak Petroleum Company? Li Yifei raised an eyebrow, nodding slightly in response.

After being freed, the man stood up and also said to Li Yifei, "Thank you, very much appreciate it."

The woman ran out, trying to find pants to wear, only to scream and rush back in.

"What’s wrong? What happened?" the man asked.

The woman’s face was pale, and she shook her head repeatedly, clearly traumatized, likely having forgotten she wasn’t wearing pants.

The man, bemused and seeing his companion’s odd behavior, ran out as well. Half a minute later, he crawled back, looking at Li Yifei with awe and fear.

This East Asian man had killed everyone here? They found it incredible.

After freeing them, Ayurhan knelt down, not daring to move, praying silently to Allah for survival.

It took a while for the European woman to compose herself. She donned an Arabian robe, wrapped herself up, and approached Li Yifei, saying, "Thank you, sir. My name is Angelina, and I am a manager at Oak Petroleum Company in the Middle East. I will thank you."

This was her second time expressing gratitude to Li Yifei, who didn’t take it seriously, as saving them was just a convenience.

The European man also came forward, saying, "My name is Brooks. Thank you, you are as merciful as God."

"There are cars outside, find one, and leave. What happened here today, I hope you forget. We never met." Li Yifei had not disguised himself, and though unafraid, it might cause trouble if news spread.

Brooks and Angelina nodded eagerly, having been kidnapped for several days and nearly giving up hope.

In this place, life was very cheap. Angelina had almost been assaulted by those men, and if not for Li Yifei’s sudden appearance, they might have abused Angelina after drinking.

Thus, she was even more grateful to Li Yifei for rescuing her from despair.

Brooks, a middle-aged man with typical Western features, was sturdy, standing taller and bulkier than Li Yifei.

Brooks was deeply conflicted, unaware of how Li Yifei had killed everyone, despite hearing chaotic battle outside and constant gunfire.

Hearing Li Yifei’s words, they hesitated. Brooks said, "Sir, won’t you come with us?"

"Yes, this... sir, let’s leave together. They might have accomplices, and it won’t be easy to leave when they return," Angelina added.

Li Yifei shook his head, saying, "You go. I just happened to save you. Remember my words."