Chapter 133

Ding Huan sat down, closed his eyes, and seemed to have truly fallen asleep.

Inside Anderson's office, a deathly silence fell, as if time itself had been suffocated, the space pressing down until breathing became impossible.

Whether Anderson, Wells, Wemajin, or Qiao Yinjun, all knew they might not survive this.

As for the two Oceanic Bio directors sitting with Anderson, they now regretted their decision to the very core of their intestines.

Why did I come today to meet this Qiao Yinjun?

Watching Ding Huan with his eyes closed, Wells suddenly gave a signal to one of the attending directors, who understood at once.

He immediately drew his pistol—but before he could fire, a wind blade sliced through his neck.

The director's head rolled to the ground.

The floor, already soaked in blood, was coated with another layer.

Cold sweat beaded on Wells's forehead. What kind of powerhouse was this?

Could he know who was aiming at him even with his eyes closed?

No one dared think Ding Huan was still asleep.

Qiao Yinjun deeply despised these two foreign devils.

If Ding Huan were so easy to kill, would you, a mere ordinary foreign devil, be the one to pull the trigger?

Would Qiao Yinjun himself be this cowardly? What an idiot.

The air once again grew suffocating as before.

Nearly twenty minutes passed before Qiao Liudong and Qiao Jiansha finally knocked on the door.

"Enter." Anderson glanced at Ding Huan and replied with a trembling voice.

Qiao Liudong opened the door, but before stepping inside, Qiao Jiansha grabbed his arm:

"Wait—look at the floor."

The floor was entirely covered in blood, the crimson pool having seeped all the way to the doorway.

Qiao Liudong instinctively recoiled in terror, then saw the people inside the room.

Oceanic Bio's founder, Wells and Wemajin, were both present—and so was the current executive director, Anderson.

Three corpses lay on the ground: two sprawled face-down, one decapitated.

"Yinjun, what happened here?"

Qiao Liudong asked Qiao Yinjun, who sat nearby with a pale face.

Before Qiao Yinjun could answer, Qiao Jiansha gasped in shock:

"Ding Huan?"

He had just seen Ding Huan here as well.

Ding Huan? Qiao Liudong finally spotted Ding Huan—fear flashed in his eyes, and he instinctively stepped back.

"Since you've come, don't leave. Take one more step backward, and you'll end up just like the three on the floor."

Ding Huan's voice reached them just in time.

A wave of despair swept through Qiao Liudong—he knew exactly who Ding Huan was.

He had heard of Ding Huan's recent exploits countless times; if he could turn back time, he swore he'd never covet anything belonging to Ding Baishan.

He had always feared Ding Huan would come for the Qiao family, and that was why he came here—to tie the Qiao family to the De Yuan clan.

His goal was to leave the Qiao family a single escape route: no matter how strong Ding Huan was, he couldn't possibly stand against Earth's first family, could he?

But before he'd even finished negotiating, Ding Huan had already been waiting for him in Niuluo City.

"Teacher Ding," Qiao Liudong, knowing escape was impossible, forced a smile and greeted him.

Qiao Jiansha was even more terrified—he had witnessed Ding Huan's power firsthand.

Since that day he'd seen Ding Huan fight, he had warned the Qiao family repeatedly.

Fortunately, Ding Huan vanished after that incident, and the Qiao family remained unharmed, allowing him to slowly relax.

He never imagined he'd meet Ding Huan here—clearly, they had been forcibly summoned by Ding Huan through Qiao Yinjun.

"Sit down," Ding Huan said.

Though Qiao Liudong and Qiao Jiansha had no desire to sit here, they had no choice but to sit.

"Since everyone is here, let's begin. My father took Professor Wen Yuanfu to Beijing—who killed him?"

Ding Huan cut straight to the point.

"Teacher Ding, this matter has nothing to do with the Qiao family—we…"

Qiao Jiansha hurried to explain.

"Puff!" A spray of blood exploded—Ding Huan's wind blade severed Qiao Jiansha's head clean off, his words unfinished.

Qiao Liudong sat beside Qiao Jiansha, blood splattered all over him, yet he dared not move a muscle.

"I'm asking a question, not listening to your excuses."

After speaking, Ding Huan's gaze settled on Qiao Liudong.

Worried Qiao Liudong would again shift blame, Qiao Yinjun quickly said:

"Uncle, tell the truth—Teacher Ding might spare the Qiao family if you speak honestly."

Qiao Liudong shuddered—he understood this meant he was already dead today.

He did not believe Qiao Yinjun was lying.

Ding Huan had wiped out the Gene Alliance's stronghold twice and killed their leader—would he hesitate to erase the Qiao family?

"Teacher Ding, the mastermind behind this was Shi Changyi. Shi Changyi obtained information from Qin Xiuxin of the Qin family.

She said the Bai Yu Group had developed a Seleucid gene serum capable of extending life and rejuvenating bodily functions, so he became interested."

"Did the Qin family know about this?" Ding Huan asked.

"Only Qin Xiuxin in the Qin family should know—Qin's patriarch and Ding Baishan had a decent relationship, and even planned to introduce Qin Yi to you."

Qiao Liudong dared not hide a single detail.

"Continue."

"Yes, Wells is also a member of the Gene Alliance. After learning of this, he took full responsibility for it under Ocean Gene's name."

"I was blinded by greed and teamed up with Ocean Gene. I ordered Qiao Jiansha to carry it out—no one else in the Qiao family knows."

Qiao Liudong wanted to be brave and straightforward, but his teeth began to chatter as he spoke.

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"Wells, you tell me—is this exactly how it happened?" Ding Huan's gaze settled on Wells.

Wells could not understand Chinese nor speak it, but Wei Majin spoke up beside him:

"Teacher Ding, this matter was demanded by Shi Changyi. My Ocean Biology..."

Before the man could finish, Ding Huan flung a wind blade at him.

Wei Majin let out a few gurgling sounds, then collapsed dead. The floor's blood grew thicker.

"Speak. Who killed my father and Professor Wen?"

Ding Huan turned his gaze back to Qiao Liudong.

Qiao Liudong scrambled to his feet:

"Teacher Ding, I swear it wasn't the Qiao family who killed them. Shi Changyi sent Hou Hou Hezhong to handle it—I don't know the details."

Hou Hou Hezhong?

Ding Huan thought: burning that bastard alive was too kind.

Ding Huan knew well—Hou Hou Hezhong was ruthless and would never let Ding Baishan or Wen Yuanfu live.

Should he wipe out the entire Qiao family?

Ding Huan knew better than anyone the importance of cutting the grass and rooting out the weeds.

But the Qiao family was too large, leaving Ding Huan hesitant.

This hesitation caused his killing intent to spill out.

"Teacher Ding, you can't kill off the entire Qiao family..."

Qiao Liudong sensed Ding Huan's chilling killing intent.

He himself was certain to die—so this killing intent couldn't be aimed at him.

If not at him, then it must be aimed at the Qiao family.

Ding Huan let out a bitter laugh:

"Oh, so I'm supposed to treat your Qiao family with reverence?"

Perhaps death had made Qiao Liudong desperate:

"Ding Huan, your mother is Qin Qingshan. On the surface, she's from the Qin family, but she's actually the daughter of Qiao Qiting—she's my cousin, a member of the Qiao family..."

Ding Huan froze. He had known since childhood that his mother had died when he was young.

As for her origins, he had never known.

He had never asked before—everything had been vague.

After his rebirth, his father Ding Baishan vanished—he could no longer ask.

Now he learned his mother was from the Qiao family.

Such a clear fact—Qiao Liudong wouldn't dare lie.

Set aside Qiao family matters for now.

Ding Huan's gaze fell on Qiao Yujun:

"Since you've been honest, I'll spare you. You know what to do, right?"

This man had never interfered with Bai Yu Group's gene affairs—he was only later sent by the Qiao family to oversee it.

If he were to wipe out the Qiao family, he could not let Qiao Yujun live.

To kill the entire Qiao family meant killing hundreds—this was why Ding Huan hesitated.

But Ding Huan absolutely believed they deserved to die. In his mind, under an avalanche, no snowflake was innocent.

If his mother truly was from the Qiao family, he truly couldn't do it.

Since he couldn't kill hundreds, he'd leave one terrified man alive to handle what came next.

"Ah..."

Qiao Yujun was stunned by overwhelming relief—he leapt to his feet:

"Teacher Ding, command me! Whatever I, Qiao Yujun, can do, I will do it with all my strength."

Ding Huan nodded:

"First, retrieve the Cocoon Source gene serum and hand it over to Yujiang University to manage. Second, turn over all profits from the Cocoon Source gene serum to the Puhai Security Bureau."

Ding Huan did not involve the Qu family in this matter.

The Qu family had cold weapons and no need for money—they lacked nothing.

Whether Yujiang University or the Security Bureau, both were collective institutions.

And the Security Bureau was not something the Qiao family could ever provoke.

"Yes," Qiao Yujun replied respectfully.

At this moment, he still couldn't believe he had actually been spared.

"Enough. Leave," Ding Huan waved his hand.

Qiao Yujun didn't dare linger a single breath—he hurried out at once.

He vowed to carry out Ding Huan's orders perfectly—he had once done so before, and it had saved his life.

As for Qiao Liudong and Qiao Jiansha being killed, what did it have to do with him?

Given how ruthless and utterly vicious those two were, the Qiao family was bound to run into trouble sooner or later; this time being killed by Ding Huan might not actually be a bad thing.

After Qiao Yinjun left, Ding Huan walked slowly out of this office.

Seeing that Ding Huan had not killed them, both Wells and Qiao Liudong found a sliver of hope rising from despair.

As long as Ding Huan walked far away, they would immediately flee, hiding as far as they could.

Qiao Liudong even felt that his words had taken effect, and Ding Huan had let him off.

To their disappointment, Ding Huan only walked to the door and then stopped.

Every person's heart suddenly clenched; they very much wanted to resist, but facing Ding Huan's strength they were well aware that resistance was utterly useless.

Ding Huan took a spray bottle from his pocket and sprayed it wildly around the room.

"Since you like genetic agents so much, before I leave I'll give you a bit of a new-type genetic agent—be sure to inhale plenty of it."

"What does that mean?" Even after Ding Huan had gone, they still had not caught on.

Qiao Liudong was the first to realize—he had truly survived.

At this moment, how could he still bother with Wells and Anderson? He strode quickly, about to dash out of this office.

But after only a few steps, he felt as if his five viscera and six bowels had suddenly emptied, and immediately his body completely lost control and collapsed.

"I understand." Qiao Liudong was, after all, a Profound-rank martial artist.

He understood what Ding Huan had sprayed as he left—it was a genetic toxic mist agent.

If it were poison, rescue might still be possible, but a genetic toxic mist agent, heh…

Qiao Liudong let out a self-mocking laugh and sank completely into darkness.

Compared with Qiao Liudong, who could still figure out it was a genetic toxic mist, Wells, Anderson, and another director were completely baffled.

Until they died here, they still did not know what had happened.

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