novelno Chapter 595 - 582: The Bo Family is Doomed!
Chapter 595 - 582: The Bo Family is Doomed!
When Qin Fan walked out of the cinema holding Jiang Yino, the torrential rain, which had been relentless just moments before, suddenly ceased in an eerie fashion.
SLOSH. SLOSH. Stepping through the puddles, Qin Fan looked up at the pitch-black, lightless night sky.
"My sins need not be cleansed by you," he declared, a chilling smile slowly creeping across his lips. "Look around this world. Everywhere I walk is my land, and my land abides by my law! Those who court death shall be executed!"
He paused, murmuring to himself as he looked up at the night sky. Then, holding the still-sleeping Jiang Yino, he vanished with a ghostly speed invisible to the naked eye.
However, with the sudden end of the downpour, the entire upper echelon of Jinling was thrown into complete chaos. The news that the Bo Family would be slaughtered at midnight swept through the city like a whirlwind. The circle of the powerful was in disarray as phone calls relentlessly flooded in to Bao Qiudong and his father, Bo Xianmin.
「The Bo Family Estate.」
In the grand courtyard that symbolized the pinnacle of Jinling’s status, Bo Xianmin had already turned ashen-faced from the incessant calls. His entire body trembled violently under the horrified, anxious gaze of his wife. At this moment, the look on Bo Xianmin’s face was one of fear mixed with despair.
"Xianmin, what happened? You’re scaring me!" Seeing Bo Xianmin hang up another call, his wife grabbed his hand, her own voice trembling.
"The Bo Family... is doomed!" he said, his uncontrollable trembling worsening.
Just as Bo Xianmin spoke those words, his phone rang again. He had no intention of answering, but upon seeing the caller ID, his eyes widened and he hurriedly accepted the call.
"Old Leader, you must save the Bo Family!" he pleaded before the other person could even speak.
"Xianmin, I really shouldn’t be making this call," a sorrowful voice said from the other end. "But given our relationship, I have to ask: what exactly happened? What kind of incident could possibly have escalated to this degree?"
"I don’t know! I truly don’t know anything! Old Leader, you can’t just let that scoundrel trample all over the law, right?" Bo Xianmin’s words grew increasingly incoherent.
He knew about Qin Fan. In fact, stacks of files containing Qin Fan’s personal information had been sitting on his desk for a long time. Every public detail of Qin Fan’s life over the past few years was imprinted in his mind. The Qin Fan of the past wasn’t frightening; he wasn’t even worth a second glance. But a few months ago, a subversive change began. From Qin Fan’s actions in his later days at Qi Middle School to the annihilation of both the Du and Qiao Families, Bo Xianmin knew everything he was supposed to know.
But now, such a demon was targeting his Bo Family? Wasn’t the feud between him and Qiudong over? How could this be happening? Believing he had a thorough understanding of Qin Fan, Bo Xianmin knew the young man had the capital to back up his threats—the fate of the Qiao Family was still a fresh, vivid memory. Furthermore, for a former pariah to commit such heretical acts and still roam about so freely... he couldn’t possibly misunderstand the implications behind it.
Now, faced with the Old Leader’s questions, his mind was completely blank, leaving him to do nothing but tremble and speak nonsense.
"You don’t know? Comrade Haisheng said that Bao Qiudong had Qin Fan’s girlfriend and Chang Yuanyi kidnapped! He intended to use unscrupulous means to get his revenge! You’re only hearing about this now?" the voice on the other end asked in astonishment.
"What?" Bo Xianmin’s body stiffened as he cried out in pure, instinctive disbelief.
"If that’s really what happened, Xianmin... I’m afraid no one can stop him," the voice said, pausing for a moment before continuing in a low, worried tone.
But Bo Xianmin could no longer process the words. His mind was completely consumed by terror at the implications of the situation.
How could Qiudong possibly order the kidnapping of Chang Yuanyi and Qin Fan’s girlfriend? Where did he get the nerve? How could he dare?
"Dad, save me! Save me!"
At that very moment, Bao Qiudong’s bedroom door burst open. Looking like a madman, he ran out, lost all control, and collapsed to his knees before Bo Xianmin, screaming in terror.
"You brought this upon us! This is all your fault, you disastrous child!" his mother shrieked.
Although she didn’t know the exact details, hearing Bo Xianmin’s declaration that the family was doomed and seeing the sudden, drastic change in both father and son was enough. With a political acumen honed through years of observation, she knew with dreadful certainty that the Bo Family had stumbled into a nightmare—one brought upon them by their own son, Bao Qiudong.
「Far outside Beijing.」
In a courtyard house, an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit heard Bao Qiudong’s terrified screams through the receiver. Shaking his head, he let out a heavy sigh of regret. Without waiting for a response from the now-silent Bo Xianmin, he hung up the phone. That simple act conveyed his stance without a single word.
He was powerless to help the Bo Family. Even if his words could tip the scales of the highest-level decisions, when it came to Qin Fan, he was completely and utterly helpless. After all, this wasn’t some ordinary Martial Artist; he was a once-in-a-century demon. A demon who had single-handedly annihilated the Ninja and Yin Yang Master worlds of Japan, yet still roamed the Human World with casual ease. Against such an unspeakable background, what could he possibly do? Tear apart all relations with such a monster for the sake of a single family? Drive a demon like that into the arms of the opposition? Impossible. On this matter, they could only advise Qin Fan; they would never dare to obstruct him. Things had come to this point because of Bao Qiudong’s own foolish, self-destructive actions. There was no one else to blame. The fate of the Bo Family... would have to be left to the will of heaven.
「The Bo Family Estate.」
As Bo Xianmin’s fear mounted, he snapped back to his senses, only to realize the call had been disconnected. At his level, how could he not understand what this meant, what it represented? As fear morphed into despair, his face, dominated by tremors, twisted with rage.
SMACK!
He violently slapped Bao Qiudong across the face.
"Dad, save me! He’s a madman! A complete madman! He’s going to kill us, he’s really going to kill us!" Completely numb to the burning sting on his cheek, his world consumed by terror, Bao Qiudong clutched desperately at Bo Xianmin’s trouser leg, wailing incoherently.
"You disastrous beast! The Bo Family is ruined because of you! Utterly ruined!"
With a trembling hand, Bo Xianmin slapped Bao Qiudong across the face again. The next moment, as if all strength had been drained from his body, he collapsed onto the sofa. His gaze shifted, alternating between vacant emptiness and utter despair.