Chapter 424: No Way Out

What’s this!?

Before he knew it, the man took two quick steps back, his legs suddenly feeling weak.

Although he was the head of the Public Security Office, he had long been relegated to merely giving orders, and hadn’t seen real bloodshed in ages. This ghastly sight drained his face of color instantly.

Such a brutal method… Who in the world could be behind this!?

Before he could ponder further, the mysterious masked man calmly spoke:

“There are two ways.”

“First: I’ll kill you right now, and then expose every bit of your bribery record.”

“Don’t worry—I won’t leave you alone. Your wife is stunning, and your child is adorable. Her name is Chen Ke, right?”

With a slight smile, Yenir’s gentle tone made it seem like a casual chat among old friends as he casually pulled out a photo of the three of them.

“Trust me, once you’re dead, the Federation will hold you accountable, and none of those connected to you will even dare to ‘avenge’ you.”

“Second: Work with me and do as I say.”

“As long as you follow orders, nothing will go wrong. Besides, aren’t you running low on cash lately?”

“Luo Wei told me you’ve lost a ton of Credit Points—otherwise, you wouldn’t have handed the project over to him.”

“One million—every single cent he promised to share with you.”

In a few terse words, Yenir finished speaking and, with one hand, gripped Chen Fan’s throat bone, waiting patiently.

Though the middle-aged man before him appeared nearly worthless and was trembling like a sieve, his position was extremely useful and could serve many purposes.

The more pathetic he looked, the easier he would be to control.

With a mix of coercion and bribery, Yenir believed his calm persuasion would eventually work.

Feeling those fingers that seemed ready to crush his throat at any moment, the man now saw Yenir as a demonic figure of terror!

And the photo in his hand was unmistakably of his own family!

Under such threats, it was clear they knew him inside out—there wasn’t a scrap of escape left.

For a moment, the middle-aged man trembled in fear, while simultaneously seething with resentment toward Luo Wei—who had now been reduced to nothing but a head. His information had undoubtedly been betrayed by that bastard in his final moments!

Although Yenir’s tone was calm, his words were far more venomous than the cruelest threats imaginable.

Desperation. Struggle.

He didn’t know what Yenir wanted him to do, but at that moment it seemed he had no other choice.

“I agree! I agree!”

“Please, spare my family—I’ll do anything!”

With a heavy thud, he fell to his knees.

After a brief moment of struggle, the middle-aged man decisively chose to yield. Though terrified out of his wits, he wasn’t foolish enough to ignore the gravity of his situation.

Rebellion was futile; no matter how stubborn he might be, he wouldn’t risk his family’s lives. Every single threat Yenir had made left him with no escape at all!

Refusal would not just mean his own death—it would spell disaster for everyone associated with him.

And as for those Credit Points Yenir mentioned, he knew better than to expect any mercy.

Survival was all that mattered…

“Very well.”

Pleased with the middle-aged man’s capitulation as he knelt before him, Yenir nodded in satisfaction.

Few things were as effective as violence and threats.

This man was extremely useful; as long as he cooperated, Yenir could have him do countless tasks—from securing surveillance access to setting up traps—it would all become much easier.

Yinglong might be cautious, but Yenir was even more so!

Squatting down with a buoyant mood, Yenir gently patted the middle-aged man’s face to signal that he should relax:

“Don’t worry, what I’m asking of you is very simple.”

“First, hand over a copy of the surveillance permissions for Sector B, and then keep an eye on a certain group for me.”

“Second, I need some files on survivors whose family members were killed by those otherworldly demons—ideally, people who have some money but are unable to take revenge on their own.”

“Complete both tasks within one hour.”

“If I catch even a hint of anything unusual, believe me—you’re in for a gruesome death….”

With his words trailing off, Yenir smiled and produced a card, handing it to the middle-aged man.

“Here’s 500,000—and it’s anonymous.”

“Once you’ve finished these two tasks, I’ll have someone deliver the remaining 500,000 directly to you.”

“Relax, work with me, and you’ll see it’s not so bad.”

With that, Yenir vanished as suddenly as he had appeared, as if unconcerned by any rising doubts in Chen Fan.

In the empty alley, the middle-aged man remained on his knees for a long, bewildered half-minute before shakily rising to his feet.

He’s gone!?

That man is gone!?

Watching as even Mr. Luo’s head was taken away and vanished, Chen Fan, as if in a dream, began gasping for breath.

Everything had happened too fast, too terrifyingly. Even after Yenir left, Chen Fan’s legs still felt weak.

But through his dazed vision, he noticed that card lying on the ground.

As if it snapped him back to reality, the man trembled as he bent down to pick it up, his face completely drained of color.

No…

It’s real!

Every horrifying moment that just transpired was real!

“Surveillance permissions!? Watching people!?”

“Files on survivors who’ve lost their loved ones?”

His expression shifted repeatedly.

Recalling Yenir’s words, Director Chen took a deep breath, his eyes filled with bewilderment.

He had assumed that the mysterious man’s request was extremely dangerous—perhaps even a scheme to betray the Federation with a terrorist attack.

But he could never have imagined that Yenir’s demands would be so simple.

Clutching the card tightly and hesitating for a few seconds, a steely glint flashed in the man’s eyes before he took a deep breath, forced calm upon himself, and turned to march back to the Public Security Office.

500,000…

He didn’t kill me, and yet he’s giving me money!?

The chill from Yenir’s final words struck him hard—he knew that was a final, grave warning.

(Once everything is done, the remaining 500,000 will be handed over…)

That was a clear threat: if things went awry or if he showed any sign of defiance, someone would come for his head!

“I have no choice… not doing it means death!”

“Even if these two tasks are discovered, nothing catastrophic will happen!”

With that thought, the middle-aged man stopped overthinking and rushed back to the station to summon his subordinates.

One hour should be plenty of time!

…………….

Outside the Public Security Building, Yenir nodded slightly as he watched the middle-aged man strain to extract the data, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

It was all going just as he had anticipated.

His demands were simple—even utterly risk-free.

For a man terrified of death, resisting under such coercion was simply unthinkable.

After sending a brief message to Blood Nightingale, Yenir patiently waited, preparing his next move.

He knew that from this moment on every step had to be taken with extreme caution.

After all, he had to operate covertly—even though he was a Peak Third-Stage…

However, Yenir was confident in his strategy. If everything went well, not only would he secure the materials, he might even swindle Yinglong into total ruin!