The Rise Of A Porter - Chapter 342

Yu Zhung pushed his way through the crowd. Chiang and Zing were right behind him followed by the others. But blood wasn't the only thing they saw... the forest floor was littered with carnage, broken weapons and dismembered parts of numerous human bodies. The air which was normally filled with the fresh smell of greenery and wet soil was now covered with a thick scent of death and misery.

It was a scene none of them had witnessed before even though they were seasoned warriors who had grown used to the blood and gore. But this... was a bit excessive even for their taste.

But there was a far more sickening thing than that. The organs and other body parts they had found were not scattered around randomly, but they were placed in a pattern as if someone wanted to convey a message or something. However, they couldn't make it out from their point of view. Yu Zhung ordered one of the warriors to get on top of a nearby tree and see if he can make anything out with the pattern.

The man immediately got on top of the tree and what he saw next troubled him shook him.

"What is it?" Chiang asked the man who was standing on the edge of the branch, looking down at the with his eyes filled with surprise, "Can you make anything out?"

It wasn't a random pattern but a series of Chinese alphabets.

"Wo huilaile" The man absentmindedly replied to him.

"I'm back? What do you mean, I'm back?" Chiang asked the man once again. 

"That's what's written on the ground... Wo huilaile, meaning I'm back."

The man was as confused as the rest of them. He was pretty sure the Golden Dragons had no enemy. It wasn't because they were friendly or something, but because they had already eliminated anyone who could pose a threat to them.

But rather than informing Chiang and Zhung about what he knew, Zing decided to bail out. Zhung was already mad at him and if he found out that Zing had met the man before, Zhung would behead him without a moment's hesitation. Zhung had a bad reputation of taking action first and then thinking about it later.

However, luck was not on his side. Before he could slip by the crowd, Zhung noticed something familiar on the ground... it was a severed arm having Jin Rong's watch on it. It was the same watch Zhung's fiance had gifted to her brother as his 25th birthday gift a few days prior.

That wasn't the only thing he found though. Next to the severed arm was a black card soaked in mud and blood. The card had the logo of Golden Dragons and the name printed on the card was none other than... Zing.

Zhung did not waste a minute in pulling his swords out of their sheath and pinned Zing down before plunging them through his limbs. It all happened so quick that Zing couldn't even realise what had happened before he felt the pain and began screaming his heart out. 

He was pinned to the ground with his belly facing the ground. He was unable to move himself and the only thing he could see with the corner of his eyes was Yu Zhung's scary face looking down on him. Two of his remaining swords were in his hands ready to slice Zing's throat at the slightest provocation.

"Yu Zhung! What do you think you're-" Chiang tried to save Zing but it was too late for that. Yu Zhung had gone mad.

"You shut the fck up!" Zhung yelled back at Chiang, silencing everyone who would dare to oppose him, "Interrupt me again and I'll turn you into a dongless child-abusing basta*d!" 

With those words, Zhung shut him up for good. Chiang always thought no one knew about his... private life. And he was careful not to divulge any information or hints to anyone about it either. After all, it was his job to gather dirt on everyone else. But it seemed Zhung knew about the type of fun he had been having with underage escorts. In which case, it was better to keep his silence than to allow his character assassination in broad daylight. 

"Listen here you piece of goat sh*t." Zhung growled in rage, "I have had enough of you now. Either you tell me what you know truthfully or else..."

Zhung chopped off a couple of Zing's fingers without any warning. And when Zing was about to scream in pain, Yu Zhung pushed his other sword into Zing's mouth before continuing where he left off.

"I'll give you the most gruesome death one could even think of. Think about it carefully... very carefully... and tell me everything you know."

Zing began sweating profusely. His mouth was filled with saliva yet he couldn't gulp it down. For a minute he even stopped breathing. His mind couldn't even contemplate what happened to that mad swordsman and why he attacked him out of nowhere. until he saw his business card in Zhung's hand.

Now he knew was that he needed to come clean. If he didn't no one would be able to save him.

Seeing no other way, Zing nodded with the sword still in his mouth. Zhung took the sword out of his mouth and Zing began telling Zhung that it was indeed him who sent Jin in the dungeon along with his team of elite. He also told him that they were supposed to take one of the guys as a hostage for a while and then return. No harm done to anyone.

However, nothing went the way he had thought. He could not get his fun time with Ruyi and then he received a call from Jin Rong's communicator where the guy on the other side told him that all of them had been killed.

Yu Zhung stopped him in the middle of his tale and asked Zing if he knew where Ruyi and her aunt lived. Zing didn't want Ruyi to die but if it was either his life or hers, he would throw her under the bus to save himself. And that's what he did.

Zhung sent a couple of men to bring the women, however, by the time they reached there, the residents of the apartment had already left the place. After questioning the neighbours about them, they found out that the man Jin Rong was supposed to keep captive had left the place with along them.

"That basta*d! He thinks he can kill Jin and run away so easily!? Search for him everywhere! I want that basta*d captured alive!"

Yu Zhung had gone completely berserk. It wasn't because he liked his brother-in-law or anything but because Jin was the only living relative his fiance had and hence they were pretty close.

"I-I don't think he's the one responsible for the massacre..." Zing mumbled.

"What did you say?" Chiang finally found his voice again, "If it isn't him then who is it?"

"Arnold... your nephew."