CHAPTER 1101 YOU AREN'T DEAD!

Fang Mi watched as the yacht disappeared from his sight before he laughed coldly and turned to leave.

All his plans were in place.

No one was allowed on Qiankun Island now. So even if Jiang Ning and everyone else perished on it, no one would find out.

Jiang Ning thought that Qiankun Island was a symbol of romance and eternity.

He wasn't wrong about that. If they died there, they could be together for eternity.

Fang Mi got into his sportscar and headed straight for South Gate Villa.

Since Jiang Ning was destined never to return, it was high time he cleaned up South Island's illegal circles. Similarly, the island's tourism trade had to revert to its previous operation model.

Now that Jiang Ning wasn't around to meddle, South Island ought to return to its old ways.

The only difference was that the person who enjoyed all this was now was Fang Mi and not Nan Batian!

"Is everything ready?" asked Fang Mi as he drove the car. "Don't hold back. They mustn't leave Qiankun Island. I don't care where they get buried as long as they are dead!"

He sneered, "Our brothers and I will wait for you at South Gate Villa to celebrate your success!"

Then Fang Mi hung up the phone.

After receiving confirmation that his plans on Qiankun Island were in order, he finally felt relieved.

The moment Jiang Ning died, the dust would settle.

South Island's illegal circles would finally be his!

He drove all the way back to South Gate Villa up to its entrance.

"What?"

Where had the men who were supposed to be on duty guarding the gates gone?

He was a little annoyed.

"It seems I still have to get it into some of the men's heads. Even though Nan Batian is dead, Jiang Ning is still around. How could they be so lax?" said Fang Mi angrily.

He parked the car, then walked straight into South Gate Villa. It was now his home.

The two maids who should have been standing on both sides of the door to welcome Fang Mi as he entered were nowhere to be seen. All he saw was an empty living room with dozens of people lying in a mess on the ground.

All of them were his trusted men!

The entire floor was covered in blood, and there were even some broken limbs. The air reeked so intensely of blood that Fang Mi almost vomited.

His face went ghastly pale as both his legs turned soft.

All his previous ambition and greed was nowhere to be seen.

"No, that's impossible...it's impossible!' shouted Fang Mi like he had seen a ghost as he stared in shock at the man sitting in the sandalwood chair. Fang Mi screamed loudly like a madman.

"Why aren't you dead? That's impossible! That's completely impossible!”

Nan Batian sat on the sandalwood chair without a trace of cruelty on his face, but his hands were already bloodstained!

There were dozens of corpses lying on the floor. He had even ripped off some of their limbs!

"You merely killed my double," said Nan Batian calmly. "Fang Mi, I didn't think you were so ambitious."

Fang Mi's legs went limp as he swiftly knelt on the ground with a thud!

"Big Boss!" said Fang Mi as he swiftly kowtowed so hard that blood trickled from his forehead instantly. "Big Boss, I was wrong! I made a mistake!"

Fang Mi was always perplexed about why Nan Batian became so cowardly. Over the years, Nan Batian even resembled a retired old man who was utterly bereft of any drive. Content © 2024.

Even if someone stepped all over him, he didn't get angry at all.

He thought Nan Batian was getting old but little did he know, that man was actually his double.

Why didn't he realize it sooner?

Fang Mi shouted as he knelt down in front of Nan Batian and kowtowed while he said, "Big Boss, I'm sorry. Please give me a chance..."