Chapter 142 Tit for Tat

In the dim and cold basement, the warm yellow light makes people feel sleepy.

The air was too quiet. In the silence where even the sound of breathing could be amplified, the slightest sound could disturb one's nerves.

The conversation coming from the dungeon door sounded a little gray, mixed with echoes.

Takeshita Haru stood in front of the dungeon door, looking very restrained.

"Master, Yingfeng has already found out the source of that message. It wasn't sent from any continent at all. It was sent from Germany, and from the Fuso Embassy."

When Bai Yao heard the news, his lazy expression instantly turned into a cold and murderous intent.

He turned his head and looked at Takeshita Haru outside the prison door.

"Say that again."

Hearing Bai Yao's terrifying voice that seemed to eat people alive, Takeshita Haru broke out in a cold sweat and replied tremblingly: "Fu-Fuso...Embassy."

Takeshita Haru didn't need to explain the rest of the information, Bai Yao knew it all.

This message could only have been sent by Wang Jue. She knew too well the consequences of Bai Yao's anger, and she wanted Qu Le to die.

But she never expected that Bai Yao was serious this time.

How can a person who is as crazy as a devil, a person who is cynical to the extreme, be serious?

Wang Jue is a mad dog raised by Bai Yao. Even though she always can't figure out her place, Bai Yao keeps her by his side. After all, a man like Bai Yao would not refuse a mad dog that will do whatever he tells it to do and work for him.

Bai Yao would never refuse to use the blade of emotion, as he knew too well what to use to win people's hearts.

But Bai Yao hated two things the most in his life: one was a dog's disloyalty, and the other was someone getting their hands on his things.

Wang Jue's move completely angered Bai Yao.

He lowered his eyes coldly and ordered in a low voice: "Kill her."

Takeshita Haru responded respectfully: "Yingfeng has already sent someone to get it."

They knew what orders Bai Yao would give, so as soon as they found out, Takeshita Haru rushed to report the news, and Yingfeng had already issued an order to kill everyone stationed at the embassy.

"Also, Boss," Takeshita Haru stood up, walked to the prison door, and took out a silver ring from his pocket, "I found this in front of the villa gate."

Bai Yao tilted his head slightly and looked at Takeshita Haru's palm.

When he saw the familiar ring, his first thought was confusion. Did he make a mistake in his judgment? Did Qu Le lose the ring?

Takeshita Haru didn't know what happened between the two of them, she thought Bai Yao dropped it accidentally.

Bai Yao has worn this ring for many years. It is something that has been with him for so many years, and he will never throw it away easily.

Bai Yao took the ring hesitantly and asked, "Besides the ring, what else did you see?"

He had a vague feeling that something was not quite right.

Takeshita Haru shook his head, "There's nothing left."

Then, Takeshita Haru realized something was amiss. She thought about it carefully and then said, "However, when I arrived, there was no guard at the entrance of the villa."

After hearing this, Bai Yao frowned slightly. If it was two days ago, he would have believed that there was no security in this place, but today Cheng Yi had made preparations, so it was impossible for him to just leave him here like that.

"Be careful when you go out..."

Before Bai Yao could finish his words, there was a loud bang and the basement door was kicked open.

He could clearly hear the urgency and anger in that voice.

Cheng Yi walked straight to Bai Yao's cell door, stared at the man standing casually in front of him, and a cold and murderous voice came out of his mouth.

"All the security around the villa has been cleared. Was it you who did this?"

But the tone was flat, without any ups and downs.

Qi Huang, who was following behind Cheng Yi, swallowed silently. The boss was really angry. The colder Cheng Yi's voice was, the angrier he became.

If he ever gets angry and speaks calmly, he will blow up most of Southern Europe.

Bai Yao privately thought that Cheng Yi was here to provoke him, and didn't give him a good look at all. He closed his eyelids casually, then looked up at Cheng Yi, his tone full of disdain.

"So what if it's me? So what if it's not me?"

Cheng Yi didn't argue too much and ordered coldly, "Hand over my woman."

When Bai Yao heard Cheng Yi's unprovoked words, the disdain on his face immediately turned into anger.

He sneered and said mockingly: "Cheng Yi, you can't take care of your own woman, so you come to ask me for help. When did you become so cowardly?"

Cheng Yi raised his half-closed eyelids and looked at Bai Yao. A cold murderous aura rolled around him, and his iron-blooded and murderous voice was even more terrifying in the dungeon.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand it over or not."

Bai Yao changed his lazy standing posture, put his hands in his pockets, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was no less than Cheng Yi's.

"If you don't have the ability, just keep the woman under close watch and don't embarrass yourself by coming out."

The moment he heard Bai Yao's words, Cheng Yi's expression remained calm, but his anger had already materialized around his sturdy body. In the eyes of everyone, his casual clothes automatically turned into a blood-stained executioner's clothes.

Bai Yao's laziness and arrogance, Cheng Yi's coldness and bloodlust, the sparks that exploded in the air almost melted the cage.

Takeshita Haru was sandwiched between the two men, and even had to breathe carefully. Now these two men could kill people just by their aura.

Qi Huang, who was following behind Cheng Yi, was also terrified and didn't dare to breathe.

The air was almost stagnant, with only a terrifying airflow swirling between the two men.

“Ding ding.”

Suddenly, a series of rapid tones rang out from the communicator in Takeshita Haru's hand.

She quickly answered the call, and as the message reached her ears bit by bit, Takeshita Haru's expression became increasingly ugly.

She looked at the two men who were arguing with each other and spoke cautiously, "...Boss, Yingfeng said that Wang Jue...is not at the embassy."

When Bai Yao and Cheng Yi heard Takeshita Haru's report, they turned around at the same time, and their murderous gazes fell on Takeshita Haru.

Takeshita Haru shuddered violently, her heart skipping a beat. She gritted her teeth and continued, "Yingfeng... Yingfeng also found something on her communicator..."

Takeshita Haru swallowed his saliva and added with difficulty:

"There's a message for Vincenzo..."

When Cheng Yi heard what Takeshita Haru said, although he didn't know who Wang Jue was, he had already pieced together the basic process of the incident in his mind.

Jesse is Vincenzo's only son, and his title and family business are waiting for Jesse to inherit.

Bai Yao killed Jesse, which was equivalent to completely cutting off Vincenzo's retreat. He is now no different from a desperado.

Jesse's death is also closely related to Cheng Yi. Even if Vincenzo was afraid of the Baiqing Society and Tavia before, there is nothing a dead apostle with no worries can't do.

So Qu Le and Lu Qian must have fallen into the hands of Vincenzo and that Wang Jue.

Cheng Yi sighed deeply, his solemn expression subsiding as he tilted his head and said, "Huang, go find their location and send troops to rescue them."

At this time, no matter how much he and Bai Yao confronted each other, it would be useless. The most urgent task was to find the location of Qu Le and Lu Qian.

Qi Huang responded respectfully: "Yes."

Cheng Yi turned around gracefully and walked towards the door with big strides.

Before he took two steps, he heard a click behind him.

He turned around and saw that Takeshita Haru had taken back the steel wire key in her hand, and the lock of the dungeon was nothing in front of her.

Bai Yao pushed open the dungeon door, and a sharp light shot out from his phoenix eyes.

He looked into Cheng Yi's eyes, his clear and smooth voice completely filled with anger, and it was suffocatingly low.

"Your own woman, save her yourself."