Chapter 688: Torturing Scum, Provoking an Even More Terrifying Big Boss (2)

Translator: _Min_

The team training was extremely harsh, and at this hour, there were still players engaged in battles in the arena.

Ji Boyan stood by, taking a call, his expression filled with impatience as he suppressed his anger, “What I need are Jing Zhou and Jiang Changfeng. Their APM is top-notch. The rest of the team members are irrelevant; they are practically useless!”

“And the other group we sent out? It doesn’t matter if they didn’t succeed, but why is there no word from them?”

The secretary was also puzzled, “Young master, we can’t reach their phones. They might have fled fearing your wrath.”

“Fled? The monk can run away, but the temple won’t run with him?” Ji Boyan scoffed coldly, “It seems they no longer wish to live! Send a few more people, and ensure that Jing Zhou and Jiang Changfeng can’t participate in tomorrow’s selection match.”

The secretary complied and went to make the arrangements.

After ending the call, Ji Boyan sneered, “How dare you to challenge me!”

If Jing Zhou had complied early and joined his team, he would not have resorted to violence but would have treated him with courtesy.

Unfortunately, Jing Zhou, young and spirited, had never encountered true darkness.

He would make sure Five State team got a good taste of it.

Ji Boyan left the training base, ready to return to the Ji family residence.

The Ji household was in chaos these days.

Ji Qingwei was frail, and the family awaited the return of Master Mingdeng. However, they received word from Guanghua Temple that there was still no news of Master Mingdeng, nor could he be contacted, and they should prepare for the worst.

Ji Boyan never believed in such superstitions.

If Ji Qingwei was unwell, then a hospital was the place to go, not some master who could pinch a talisman and chant a few spells.

What a joke.

As a member of the Ji family, Ji Boyan had never met Ji Qingwei.

He felt no pity for Ji Qingwei; whether he lived or died was of no concern to him.

Ji Boyan got into his car, closed the door, and drove towards the old Ji family house.

At this hour, even the bustling city of Sijiu was deserted, and he drove fast, enjoying the ride.

Until he reached the wide-open countryside, Ji Boyan stepped on the accelerator, speeding up again.

Suddenly—

A loud buzz!

A car came straight from the woods on the right, without stopping, and crashed into Ji Boyan’s car.

Bang!

Ji Boyan’s car was pushed a meter away, its body instantly dented.

Ji Boyan, dazed by the collision, was fortunate that the airbag deployed, blocking the severe impact.

Even so, his arm was broken instantly.

His head buzzing, he barely caught his breath when anger surged, “Are you trying to die?! Do you even know how to drive?!”

Ji Boyan was about to press the emergency button in the car when it was struck again.

This time, without the protection of the airbag, he was thrown out of the car door, rolling into the middle of the road.

Ji Boyan was in pain all over, with no strength to stand up.

Even in his dazed state, he realized this was a deliberate attack.

He had to know who it was; he would cripple them!

Trembling, Ji Boyan reached for his phone when footsteps stopped in front of him.

Then his hand was brutally stepped on.

Ji Boyan screamed.

Si Fuqing stood on his hand, “You like crippling others’ hands, how about trying to live without yours?”

She pressed down, slowly crushing his metacarpal bones, then the phalanges.

Ji Boyan’s screams were continuous and pitiful, “Who are you? Do you know I’m from the Ji family? You don’t want to live!”

He had offended many, but all lost their nerve to confront him knowing his family’s power.

Hearing this, Si Fuqing bent down, smiling leisurely, “I know. If you weren’t from the Ji family, I might have shown some restraint.”

Ji Boyan strained to open his eyes, but the blood dripping from his forehead blurred his vision, rendering him unable to see clearly.

A woman?

Which woman could be so cruel?!

“The Ji family are ruthless, I’m even more so,” Si Fuqing said, tapping his face with the back of her knife, smiling, “I’ve killed many. Recently, I’ve been cultivating my character, and you just happened to come along.”

She lifted her foot and placed it on his other hand.

Again, from metacarpal to phalanges, she crushed them all.

The physical and psychological strain was too much for Ji Boyan; he screamed miserably and passed out.

Si Fuqing finally reined in her strength after delivering a few kicks to the man on the ground. She said indifferently, “Useless creature. third senior sister, let’s go.”

This place was a necessary route back to the Ji family’s old residence. She left Ji Boyan barely enough breath to last a day.

“Are we just going to leave him here?” Yuejian asked, arms crossed. “Aren’t you worried about attracting trouble?”