Chapter 747: The Boss Said I Should Kill Him

Shang Rongyan couldn't bear to look and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Liu Rushi's shrill wails echoed incessantly in her ears.

For the first time, Shang Rongyan realized how terrifying her brother was; perhaps there was another side to him she didn't know. Yet, she still couldn't abandon him, only clutching his chest clothing even tighter.

Because she knew that starting from last night, the Shang family was no longer the Shang family of the past.

Now, the only person she could rely on was Shang Yanxiong.

Fortunately...

His feelings for her hadn't changed.

Besides, hadn't she always hoped to avenge her mother?

Before, it was because Shang Yizhou was still alive that she had allowed Wen Yan to live on in misery.

"Little sister, I know that although you usually act very mean, snapping at everything and everyone, as if you don't care about anyone, I know that your heart is actually more fragile than anyone else's. But I hope you can become truly strong starting from today."

"I'm sorry to have to take you across the ocean, far away from home, and in the future, I'm not sure if I'll be able to continue protecting you..."

As Shang Yanxiong spoke, his grip on Shang Rongyan tightened.

It seemed he couldn't bear to part with her.

Shang Rongyan's heart trembled. She quickly opened her eyes and forced a smile, "Brother, what, what are you saying? Isn't it great that we're going to the United States this time? I don't like Shanghu either, and, and didn't you promise to always stay with me?"

Shang Yanxiong didn't answer immediately, only wearing a faint smile on his face.

Behind the smile, there was perhaps a bitterness that only he knew.

"Take Little Sister back to her room to rest."

Shang Yanxiong didn't answer Shang Rongyan directly; instead, he turned and left, heading toward the deck.

"Brother! Where are you going? Take me with you, okay? I don't want to be with her!"

Shang Rongyan had a vague, ominous feeling. She hurriedly ran over, wanting to grab hold of Shang Yanxiong.

But he didn't look back even once.

He only left behind a tall, firm, and unquestionable silhouette.

Shang Mo blankly left the dagger in Wen Yan and signaled the attendants beside her for help. Ignoring Shang Rongyan's cries, she forcibly took her away from the scene, returned her to her comfortable suite, and locked the door from the outside.

There weren't many people on the upper deck; clearly, taking a cruise in this cooling weather wasn't a very good choice.

On the vast deck, there were only the two of them.

"This is a risky move; we are very likely to lose our lives," Belinsky said, frowning.

Shang Yanxiong lit a Marlboro against the wind and smiled faintly, "Compared to a plane, taking a boat is the best choice. If a plane crashes, we are dead for sure. But if something goes wrong with the boat, there is still a chance to survive."

"Besides, you are an executive. With a tough guy like you here, even Chen Chou wouldn't be a match."

Hearing this, Belinsky shrugged.

Perhaps he was right.

Back when Shang Yizhou was preparing to make a move, Shang Yanxiong had already prepared to run. From the very beginning, he had a strong premonition that he couldn't completely defeat Zheng Qian in a single battle. So he decisively thought of a retreat: heading to the United States.

He realized that the power he possessed wasn't enough; he had to accumulate sufficient strength.

The most important step was to become an executive of [The Organization].

Becoming an executive meant having the resources to cultivate sufficiently powerful subordinates, rather than needing to ask others for help every time he needed to make a move. He couldn't understand why, when he was clearly more outstanding than Belinsky, Victor, and the others, becoming an executive was so arduous for him.

His pledge of loyalty was the entire Shanghe International Group.

He even sat back and watched the Shanghai Americas Club fall.

The purpose was to infuriate Shang Yizhou to death, to let him see the empire he had built with his own hands fall apart overnight. He even colluded with Belinsky and the others to seize quite a bit of The Group's capital, pushing Shang Yizhou ruthlessly into the abyss.

In Belinsky's words, Shang Yanxiong was ruthless enough.

This confrontation with Zheng Qian.

Might not necessarily be a loss.

But just then, an untimely voice rang out.

"So, is this the burial place you chose?"

Belinsky and Shang Yanxiong turned around at the same time.

They saw a white-haired youth who had arrived beside them at some unknown time, leaning against the railing, looking at the waves on the sea with a desolate expression. He didn't even look at the two beside him; this sentence seemed to be spoken only to the wind.

Shang Yanxiong's expression changed countless times, but eventually returned to calm.

Even, somewhat relieved.

"You found this place after all; it seems I still underestimated Zheng Qian. Your name is Chen Chou, right? A rare expert, to have survived the siege of Sessions and the others. Let me guess, you used snipers?"

Shang Yanxiong took a deep drag of his cigarette and asked naturally.

Belinsky, however, acted as if facing a formidable enemy.

His hair stood on end, like a hedgehog.

His eyes were fixed tightly on the youth in front of him, ready to strike at any moment.

Compared to the overreacting Belinsky, Chen Chou's state was much more relaxed.

He nodded slightly, "You guessed right. In fact, if you had been the one commanding last night's operation instead of Shang Yizhou, perhaps I might have died. However, you still have to die."

After speaking, Chen Chou turned around.

It seemed that was all he had to say.

Shang Yanxiong appeared quite calm. After pondering for a moment, he tentatively said, "Can I have one last word with Zheng Qian?"

"You can."

Chen Chou didn't stop him and handed over the phone.

As soon as it connected, Zheng Qian's extremely greasy and disgusting voice came from the other end, [Hello? A-Chou, I missed you to death...]

Shang Yanxiong coughed and couldn't help but say, [Ahem... Zheng Qian, it's me.]

[Ah? It's A-Xiong! I was just about to ask you, do you plan on cremation or burial at sea? Let's go with burial at sea, it's eco-friendly!]

[Burial at sea is fine, but that's not what I wanted to ask... Zheng Qian, can I beg you for one thing?]

Zheng Qian was silent for a moment.

Then he said slowly, [You want me to let Shang Rongyan go?]

Shang Yanxiong smiled and nodded, [Yes, you know, she has never participated in anything against you. Moreover, I understand your style of targeting people rather than issues, so, can you let her go? Just let her reach the other side of the ocean safely, I... I beg you.]

Fearing that Zheng Qian wouldn't agree, he continued, [I know you might not care for it, but I still want to try. The shares that old man in my family was originally going to trade to Belinsky have been intercepted by me; I can give them to you. I have a financial person left in The Group who can assist you in completing the transaction, and there are also the shares in my hands; I will give them all to you. Is that okay?]

"Hey!"

Hearing this, Belinsky was displeased.

He glared, grabbed Shang Yanxiong by the throat, "What do you mean? Are you playing tricks on The Organization too? Damned thing, tell me exactly what's going on quickly! No, I'm going to confirm it myself. If what you said is true, you're done for!"

[Fine, I agree. After all, it's worth ten or twenty billion US dollars, and it makes it convenient for me to dissolve the Shanghai Americas Club.]

[Tha... thank you.]

Shang Yanxiong felt it becoming difficult to breathe.

However, hearing Zheng Qian agree, his face was filled with the relief that comes after letting go.

Belinsky never expected!

Shang Yanxiong actually played this move?

Although The Organization didn't care for Shang Yizhou's Group, what The Organization cared about was that [Entry Ticket]! Only by controlling Shanghe International would one have the qualifications to use this [Entry Ticket], and only then could one enter this domain of Kyushu!

Actually, he thought wrong; Shang Yizhou had long since separated the entry ticket from The Group.

As for where this incredibly important [Entry Ticket] actually was.

Let's put that aside for now.

In any case, it wasn't in Shang Yizhou's hands, not in Yun Shicheng's hands, and certainly not in Shang Yanxiong's hands, nor even in Zheng Qian's hands.

After confirming that Shang Yanxiong was indeed deceiving them, Belinsky's anger flared, and he immediately prepared to twist Shang Yanxiong's neck off. But just then, Chen Chou made his move.

He pressed his index and middle fingers together, forming a finger sword.

He thrust it fiercely toward Belinsky's wrist.

"The boss said to beat Shang Yanxiong to death. If he is beaten to death by someone else, or eaten by fish, shot in the head, or dies in an accidental car crash, etc.... it won't count as me beating him to death, which means the mission failed. So, I will beat you to death first, then beat him to death."

...

Meanwhile, Zheng Qian was heading to Shanghu with two beautiful girls.

He was considering a very serious question.

Should they have a "mile-high encounter"?