Chapter 125: Asking for Death? Your Whole Family Is Asking for Death.

Catch Lin Yang? If he were that easy to catch, he would not be Lin Yang.

There were indeed far more people inside the workshop than Lin Yang had expected. Every bodyguard was equipped with a wireless earpiece, so when Fang Ming’s furious command rang out, the guards stationed throughout the workshop swiftly converged on the scene. Amid the thunder of chaotic footsteps, more than thirty men soon came charging over. Every one of them was fully armed, and some even carried terrifying heavy weapons such as rocket launchers.

The only one with relatively simple equipment was Fang Ming, the so-called leader. A pistol without a silencer was clenched tightly in his hand, its black barrel aimed directly at the fairly broad concrete pillar behind which Lin Yang had taken cover.

Although Lin Yang’s surprise attack had just killed one of the men, it had also exposed his position to everyone present. The more than thirty men who had rushed over glared viciously at the concrete pillar where he was hiding. Their dark gun barrels were trained in the direction of his head, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Hiding behind the pillar, Lin Yang had no doubt that if Fang Ming gave the order to kill, the entire group would pull their triggers without mercy and turn him into a sieve in the blink of an eye.

The moment Fang Ming clearly saw the figure that had infiltrated the workshop, his venomous eyes filled with icy mockery.

“Hmph, boy, so it’s you. Heaven had a path for you, yet you refused to take it. Hell had no gate, yet you forced your way in. Since you’re determined to seek your own death, don’t blame me for showing no mercy.”

Back at Baifu Tower, Lin Yang’s airborne throw had not only sent Fang Ming crashing heavily to the ground and left his body suffering considerable pain, it had also caused him to lose face before everyone present. It was no wonder Fang Ming held such a grudge against him. At the time, however, Fang Ming had been too busy dealing with more important matters to settle the score. Now that Lin Yang had appeared here, Fang Ming naturally had no intention of letting him go.

Seeking his own death?

Lin Yang had never seen it that way. Besides, he did not feel that he had grown tired of living. It was not as though he wanted to expose himself; he had simply had no choice. He had just thrown a scrap of metal to attract the attention of the guards and kill one of them, and his position had consequently been exposed to everyone.

Fang Ming’s lips moved, and words dripping with murderous intent came clearly and loudly from his mouth.

The instant Fang Ming uttered the order to kill, Lin Yang was already prepared. He reached out, grabbed a large piece of scrap metal beside him, and hurled it with all his strength toward the clustered group. Using the metal sheet as momentary cover, he somersaulted forward and slipped behind a concrete wall.

The concrete pillar behind which he had originally been hiding now suffered a merciless barrage. It was covered in dense bullet marks, and calling it a wasp’s nest would hardly have been an exaggeration.

The first volley missed completely. The smug smile on Fang Ming’s face instantly froze. His expression shifted from green to black, becoming frighteningly gloomy. If not for the surrounding conditions, he would probably have ordered the fat man carrying the rocket launcher on his shoulder to fire at the concrete wall where Lin Yang had taken cover.

“Boy, is hiding all you can do? Come out if you have the guts! Aren’t you supposed to be so capable?” Fang Ming sneered, trying to provoke him when he saw that Lin Yang refused to emerge.

Provoking an enemy into acting rashly was a wise tactic. Unfortunately, Fang Ming had clearly underestimated the thickness of Lin Yang’s skin. No matter how sharp, vicious, or sarcastic his words became, Lin Yang remained completely unmoved. They went in one ear and out the other.

Come out? Lin Yang was not an idiot. Come out and wait to be shot into a sieve?

After spitting out insults for quite some time and realizing that none of his venomous curses had any effect, Fang Ming’s expression darkened even further. He raised his hand and began signaling to the men before him, assigning them their positions. He had decided that, at any cost, he would capture that bastard alive and subject him to hundreds of the most brutal tortures, until the man knelt before him and screamed in agony.

The concrete wall behind which Lin Yang was hiding stood inside a small room within the workshop. Apart from the tangled machinery and equipment, the area was almost completely isolated. If Fang Ming’s three groups surrounded him from all sides, Lin Yang would have nowhere to escape.

“Hmph. Trying to wrap me up like a dumpling? I’m not going to let you have your way.”

Lin Yang muttered coldly to himself. Striking first was the key to victory. His hand rose and fell, and several pieces of scrap metal shot viciously into the air.

The scraps were not large, barely the size of a palm, but in Lin Yang’s hands they became deadly weapons. Four dark shadows flashed past. The group blocking the path ahead, which was closing in on him from the front, saw the concealed weapons flying toward them and instinctively dodged aside, opening a passage. Lin Yang seized the opportunity and darted through.

If Fang Ming had not ordered them to capture him alive, Lin Yang would never have dared to expose himself so recklessly. He flashed out and charged toward the complicated steel framework ahead. That was the hunter’s paradise. Once he reached it, he could not claim that he would eliminate every one of those heavily armed bastards, but protecting himself would at least be no problem.

When Fang Ming saw Lin Yang flee toward the complex terrain ahead, he immediately abandoned his earlier plan to capture and torture him to death. He roared furiously, “Open fire! Kill him! Kill him! Kill that bastard!”

Bang, bang, bang!

Bullets swept through the air in a frenzied barrage, as though they cost nothing. Lin Yang darted about like a dancing monkey, while cursing Fang Ming viciously under his breath.

“What a treacherous bastard. Good thing I’m fast enough, or I’d have been turned into a wasp’s nest.”

Although he muttered complaints, Lin Yang did not dare slacken his pace in the slightest. Bullets had no eyes. Even though he pushed his physical potential to the limit, the gunfire was simply too dense, and there was no truly secure cover along his route. Two bullets still struck him. They only grazed his skin, but the searing pain pierced to the bone and made him clench his teeth.

At last, he made it into the maze of machine tools and steel structures. Only then did Lin Yang dare take a deep breath. He tore two strips of cloth from his clothes and quickly bandaged the two grazed wounds. As a doctor, he would never be careless with his own body. The injuries were not serious, but excessive blood loss could become a major problem.

Watching Lin Yang successfully escape into the tangled machinery, Fang Ming ground his teeth in fury. He glared at the people around him and roared, “Useless! Every one of you is useless!”

“Yes.”

What nearly drove Fang Ming to death from rage was that the subordinate he had just called useless actually answered him.

“Get out of here! Kill him! If you can’t do it, you won’t live either!”

Fang Ming felt as though his lungs were about to burst. How could he have run into such a group of idiots, men whose brains seemed to have been crushed in a doorway? Someone called them useless, and they actually agreed. Their heads had not merely been squeezed by a door; they might as well have rammed them into a pig.

Lin Yang, hiding behind an iron pillar, was having no easy time either. After Fang Ming had violently berated them, the men naturally transferred their resentment onto him. Their attacks became utterly merciless. The moment anyone caught even the faintest glimpse of Lin Yang, they fired without hesitation. If they had not feared destroying the workshop’s structure and causing an uncontrollable disaster, the fat man bringing up the rear—slower than everyone else—would have fired the rocket launcher on his shoulder long ago.

Panting heavily behind a metal box, Lin Yang lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist. A full hour had passed since he had climbed over the wall and infiltrated the factory, yet there was still no sign of Secretary Zhu. Lin Yang began to grow anxious. The workshop was large, but he had been forced farther and farther back. Soon, he would be driven out of this hard-won refuge among the machine tools. Once he was forced out of the machinery, all that awaited him would be a summons from hell.

Outside the abandoned factory, Bai Jing was equally worried. The workshop where Lin Yang was located stood at the very center of the abandoned factory. Since he was inside the building, the gunfire booming within could not be heard by Bai Jing outside—not even the slightest sound reached her ears.

Anxious waiting could easily drive a person mad. After sitting in the car for an entire hour, Bai Jing grew increasingly concerned and finally could not bear it any longer. She took out her phone and called Zhu Yunyun.

The moment Zhu Yunyun answered, Bai Jing’s anxious voice came through.

“Yunyun, where are you now?”

When she learned that Secretary Zhu would still need roughly half an hour to arrive, Bai Jing’s already tense heart seemed to have a stone placed upon it. It became unbearably heavy.

Others might not understand what half an hour meant, but she understood all too well. Every additional second meant another second of danger to Lin Yang’s life. This was no trivial matter.

Doing her best to suppress the unease in her heart, Bai Jing could only pray silently for Lin Yang.

Inside the workshop, Lin Yang had been driven back again and again. He had almost retreated beyond the natural barrier formed by the steel structures at the center of the building. Compared with the beginning, the entire central area was now in disarray. Numerous sections had been pierced by concentrated gunfire, and broken iron frames lay scattered across the floor.

“Boy, aren’t you so capable? Keep running! Why have you stopped?”

Seeing that Lin Yang had been forced into a dead end, Fang Ming spoke with arrogant satisfaction. The barrel of his pistol pointed directly at Lin Yang’s forehead. It seemed that, after humiliating Lin Yang one last time, he intended to deliver the final sentence of death.

“Hmph. The Fang family—what an impressive Fang family. You really are lawless. You break the law with impunity. I truly wonder who gave your family the courage to behave so recklessly.”

Lin Yang had never been one to yield with his words, and even now he did not forget to mock his opponent. His mouth immediately unleashed a vicious condemnation.

In response, Fang Ming threw back his head and laughed wildly, without the slightest restraint, as though Lin Yang’s question had been the greatest joke in the world.

“Boy, be smarter in your next life. Breaking the law? I’m breaking the law, so what can you do about it?”

As Fang Ming finished speaking with arrogant triumph, he mercilessly pulled the trigger of the pistol in his hand.

The recoil kicked the gun backward, and a deadly bullet shot toward Lin Yang’s forehead with lightning speed.