Chapter 40 The Difference "What if I implicate them? Do they hate me to death? And then..."

That's why Tivedi is more afraid of death than his two brothers. He's staying on the basement level of the luxurious hotel. If Chen Diao hadn't had a bodyguard to guide him, it would have been quite a hassle for him to get in.

However, Chen Diao's journey has been quite smooth.

Ivan, whose face was covered in blood, excitedly told Chen Diao, "Brother Diao, we found it, this is the place."

Chen Diao casually grabbed a hotel towel and tossed it to him: "Even when killing, you should maintain your composure and appearance." He had been thoroughly slaughtered by Ivan along the way, blood splattering everywhere. He would go wherever the blood splattered the most.

Ivan does indeed have some of his former style, but now he is much more elegant than his old self.

"Okay, Brother Tiao." Ivan took the towel and wiped his face haphazardly, leaving a thin layer of blood on his delicate white face. It would have been better if he hadn't wiped it at all!

The bodyguard who led the way was just doing his job for money. He pleaded, "Please don't kill me. The boss told me to do those things. I don't know anything else..."

"This is it, right?" Ivan pointed to the rather ordinary room with his gun. Compared to the other suites, this one was so simple it was almost plain.

But if the outside is well-established, the inside is definitely not. Chen Diao was already used to this. People like Tivi are the most afraid of losing their lives.

The bodyguard's voice trembled as he handed over the room key: "Yes, only this special room key can be used to open it."

Chen Diao strolled over, swiped his room card, and heard a beep.

Remembering the importance of politeness, Ivan turned to thank the bodyguard who had led the way: "Thank you."

Then he said, "Goodbye."

Bang! A shot. The bodyguard, still frozen in the joy of escaping death, greeted his demise with that smile.

Ivan kicked the outside door, but couldn't open it after two kicks.

"Wait a minute." Chen Diao raised his hand to stop him.

Ivan figured that Brother Tiao was coming in person, so he quickly made way.

In front of him, Chen Diao gripped the handle, turned it, and the door opened.

Chen Diao chuckled, too lazy to argue with him. Turning the doorknob to open the door—that's common sense, does he need to be taught?

When Tivedi was caught, he was in bed with a woman. Hearing the door open, he thought it was a bodyguard delivering alcohol. Chen Diao considerately stood by the bed and watched for a while. The woman on the bed had a good figure and her moans were pleasant.

The woman saw Chen Diao first and screamed in fright at the gun in his hand. As for Tivedi, he was so frightened that he fell off the woman on the spot.

"You're Tavidi? That's it? Three minutes? With your useless hands, you can't even touch a woman." Chen Diao held the gun, giving the woman a pitying look.

The woman was a hostess at a nightclub. Seeing the bodyguard lying dead by the door, she screamed repeatedly. Realizing the man was looking for Tready, she immediately kicked him to distance herself and cried out to Chen Diao not to kill her!

Tsk tsk, Chen Diao's head was throbbing from her yelling. "Lady, shut up!"

The woman trembled, "It has nothing to do with me, please, don't kill me...please."

Chen Diao picked at his ear. "I won't, but if you shout again, he might not."

"Ah, who? Me?" Ivan looked over, his face contorted with fear. The woman was so terrified she couldn't even cry out. Ivan exclaimed, "Oh my god, why does this woman look like she's seen a ghost? Is Brother Tiao really that scary?"

Tividi, wearing only his underwear, tried to run outside without a care. He hadn't gone two steps when a black gun barrel was pressed against his forehead.

Ivan's face was covered in blood, but thanks to his striking mixed-race features, his smile was both beautiful and eerie: "Why are you running? Our boss wants to have a chat with you. Go back!"

Tividi raised his hands and stepped back, "Let's talk this out. What do you want? Money is fine with me..."

Ivan immediately gagged Tividi with a gun. Chen Diao remarked that Ivan was too violent; he raised his hand and shot Tividi through the foot, preventing him from running away.

Yu Chaoxian appeared three minutes later.

Chen Diao marveled at his boss's speed; he had just reported finding Tivadi on the communicator. His boss was truly decisive about Yu Tang's matter. He then paused to think about how that unfortunate fellow on the terrace had died.

When Tivedi saw Yu Chaoxian again and met his cold and handsome face, he immediately knew that he was doomed. Given Yu Chaoxian's vengeful nature, he would die a very tragic death.

Chen Diao brought over a chair. Yu Chaoxian glanced at him, and Chen Diao said, "It's clean, it's been wiped down."

The lingering scent of perfume in the air made Yu Chaoxian frown. He lit a cigarette and raised his eyelids slightly. Chen Diao, having received instructions, politely said to the woman on the bed, "Please leave, Lady."

The woman didn't even bother with shoes; she just wrapped herself in a blanket and ran outside.

Yu Chaoxian had smoked almost half of his cigarette, his hand resting on the armrest. Ivan, noticing Yu Chaoxian was about to ask a question, pulled the gun from Tivedi's mouth.

Ivan grabbed Tividi by the hair, dragged him to his knees, and Tividi had no choice but to look up at him.

"Don't kill me, I know I was wrong, please spare me this time, let's go our separate ways from now on, I promise I'll never appear in front of you again." Tivedi begged for his life as soon as he opened his mouth.

A bunch of nonsense.

"Yu Yanting spared your lives back then, wouldn't it have been better to live a good life? Why did you have to come here to seek death?" Yu Chaoxian picked at his ear in annoyance. "You dare to touch my people? It seems the lesson from last time wasn't enough."

Teverdy immediately thought of the girl, as if grasping at a glimmer of hope. He was still unaware that Clinton had been killed, and hurriedly shifted the blame to Clinton: "That girl is on the balcony now, with Clinton. Why don't you go find Clinton first! I'll give you all the profits from my properties, just please spare my life..."

"Spare your life?" Yu Chaoxian raised his foot and stomped on Tivedi's face, staring at the disgusting face. "I get extremely annoyed just thinking about your hands touching things you shouldn't touch and your eyes seeing things you shouldn't see. I've heard that there are people in the black market who like to collect human pigs. Some customers just like the bizarre, like you. The starting price should not be low, and you can get a good price."

Chen Diao chuckled after hearing this and replied, "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you and set a high starting bid for you. Some old men just like your kind of fat, bearded guy."

Black market, human pigs? Teverdi looked at Yu Chaoxian in horror, "Please, no, don't! Besides, if you kill me, my family will never let you get away with it! You know my uncle has deep ties with the American government..."

"Who said I was going to kill you?" Yu Chaoxian lost his patience. Who had time to waste on him? Arguing with his aunt was more interesting than this.

Yu Chaoxian glanced at the time and raised his hand to Chen Diao.

Chen Diao handed over the gun, and Yu Chaoxian frowned. Chen Diao immediately understood the meaning of "human pig" and told Ivan to find a machete.

Knives? There are plenty in hotel kitchens.

Ivan quickly grabbed a handy knife from the kitchen, and when he looked down, he saw Tivedi with a half-smoked cigarette in his eye socket, slumped on the ground like a half-dead dog.

Yu Chaoxian unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt, shook his neck, and reached out to take the half-arm-length knife.

Ivan was stunned. How could blood splattered on the boss look so good? The boss's hands were beautiful when he was holding Miss Yu, beautiful when he was holding a gun, so much so that when blood splattered on his hands, the red and white colors gave people a bewitchingly beautiful first impression.

No wonder Brother Diao emphasized the importance of style and appearance to him. Brother Diao was already quite composed when he was chopping people up, but I didn't expect the boss to be even more elegant. Even the messy curl of his hair was just right! It seems I still have a lot to learn!

A dull thud was heard, and a pile of severed arms, legs, and ears lay on the ground.

Yu Chaoxian lit another cigarette, exhaling smoke as he recalled Yu Tang's tidying habits; she liked to arrange things neatly. He directed Chen Diao to sort and arrange the arms and legs scattered all over the floor.

Ivan joined in, putting his legs together, his arms together, and then realizing something was wrong. It wasn't until Chen Diao gave him a disapproving look that he realized his left hand and right foot were together.

The carpet was soaked with blood, and any unconscious movement by Tividi would cause blood to seep out.

Yu Chaoxian took the towel Chen Diao handed him and carefully wiped his hands. "Let his blind and mute brothers come over."

Chen Diao pressed the gun against Tivedi's forehead. "Didn't you hear what our boss said? Hurry up and call your two brothers over!" The man on the ground didn't respond. Chen Diao realized something was wrong. "Sorry, I forgot you can't send messages because you lost your hand. I'll send it for you."

Tividi's two older brothers were at the hotel's casino. When they received their brother's message, they didn't suspect anything. They figured he was either drinking or playing with women, and it was only a ten-minute drive away, so the two brothers happily went over.

Yu Chaoxian was already impatient, and waiting for someone had only made his patience run out. His phone vibrated with a message from Mickey. Yu Chaoxian glanced at it; Yu Tang refused to sleep, clearly frightened, and insisted on waiting for him to return before going to sleep.

As for Tivedi's brother, he too faced certain death.

It was already 3 a.m. when they finished dealing with Tivedi's two brothers. Chen Diao and Ivan stayed behind to clean up the mess.

Yu Chao arrived at the hotel first. Before entering his room, he subconsciously glanced down and saw blood splattered on his collar. He frowned and turned to go to another room. After taking a shower and changing his clothes, he went to see Yu Tang.

Yu Tang also changed into a clean set of clothes. Mickey remembered that Yu Chao had bought something from a brand store and found a similar style to send to her.

When Yu Chao arrived, it was already very late, but Yu Tang refused to stay there any longer, and refused to sleep, her tears never stopping.

"Don't cry." Yu Chaoxian pulled Yu Tang into his arms, waved for Mickey to arrange the return trip, and the helicopter immediately flew back to Taicheng.

After a terrifying night, Yu Tang dared not close her eyes. Whenever she did, the sound of "Little Rose" filled her ears. The only thing that could dispel her fear was Yu Chaoxian, who had saved her.

Yu Tang entered the cabin, and put her backpack, which was placed in the middle, aside. Yu Chaoxian noticed that she was holding a shark plush toy tightly in her arms, her face buried in it, and she looked quite depressed.

As soon as the helicopter started and the cabin shook, a small, fair hand grabbed Yu Chaoxian's wrist and held on for a long time until the helicopter stabilized before she pulled her hand back and hugged the doll.

This was an unconscious act of dependence. He had seen Yu Tang grab Yu Yanting's sleeve many times. Before, it was because she depended on Yu Yanting, but now it was because of him.

A man's voice came through the communication headset.

"Yu Tang".

"Hmm?" Yu Tang looked up, her eyes and nose red.

Yu Chaoxian wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "What are you afraid of? I won't abandon you."

Yu Tang had something else weighing on her mind: she no longer had the absolute trust in the police as she used to, and the investigation by the police in Maerzhou was not as reliable as that of Yu Chaoxian.

She looked at Yu Chaoxian, trying to figure out what happened last night. "Why did those people kidnap me? Was it a simple human trafficking case, or... are they my brother's enemies? Are they trying to take revenge on him by kidnapping me?"

Instead of answering, Yu Chaoxian asked, "What if it's because your brother got involved again? What would you do? Hate him?"

Yu Tang shook her head and looked at him, "Of course not."

"What if I drag her down with me? What if she hates me? Never speaks to me again? Cuts all ties with me and stays far away from me?"

Yu Tang didn't know if Yu Chaoxian was serious; she just wanted to know the truth, but Yu Chaoxian sounded like he was throwing a tantrum.

Yu Chaoxian saw that she just stared at him without saying a word, and sure enough, Yu Tang treated her differently.