Bi Jiuyou

Chapter 859 - 859 848 The Beginning of Fratricidal Strife


859: Chapter 848: The Beginning of Fratricidal Strife 859: Chapter 848: The Beginning of Fratricidal Strife What is Night Five doing in the Middle East?


Regarding their mission in the Middle East, Teng Yun Geshang was aware — it was an extremely taboo topic, four chilling characters: Ethnic cleansing.


Moreover, their genocide wasn’t going smoothly.


The local organizations and forces worked to thwart them, and this mission was far from as seamless as they had anticipated.


They encountered numerous obstacles.


A wealthy benefactor had paid an enormous price to have them carry out such an operation, and Night Five informed Teng Yun Geshang that half of the mission was already complete.


Teng Yun Geshang understood clearly what that meant.


The blood on these people’s hands could never be washed away in this lifetime.


These individuals were undoubtedly destined to descend into Hell once they died.


“Konstantin sent you to Zhonghai to target Ning Fan.


Do you have a plan?”


“No plan, just one word: Kill!”


Such a direct answer, blunt and unyielding.


Night Five’s purpose in coming here was singular — to kill Ning Fan and return home, disregarding any cost for this mission.


Teng Yun Geshang’s expression remained unchanged.


Night Five didn’t need any elaborate plan; they only needed to act decisively.


But precisely because of this, he felt troubled.


If they were to act now, they might catch Ning Fan off guard, and then Ning Fan would truly be in danger.


Although he wanted Night Five to clash with Ning Fan, Teng Yun Geshang hoped for no losses on either side, regardless of who emerged victorious.


Night Five’s strength was something Teng Yun Geshang coveted for a long time, and he believed that someday, he could take the leader’s seat himself.


Thus, Night Five had always been in his sights.


Even though he wanted to derail Night Five’s plan this time, Teng Yun Geshang didn’t intend to cause any damage to them.


The best outcome would be for this mission to fizzle out.


“You can’t afford to be without a concrete plan.


From what I know, your target this time is an extraordinarily difficult person to deal with.


If you don’t prepare carefully, it could leave hidden dangers behind.


I think you need to reconsider.”


Teng Yun Geshang solemnly advised.


Night Five didn’t react; their thoughts on Teng Yun Geshang’s words remained a mystery.


Standing nearby, Fei Peilie believed Night Five wouldn’t heed Teng Yun Geshang’s advice at all.


They had their own convictions, the kind of people who wouldn’t be swayed easily.


Watching these five individuals, Fei Peilie grew increasingly stunned.


Was Teng Yun Geshang seriously planning to pit him against these people?


Although he trusted Ning Fan’s strength to some extent, these five gave off an unbearably ominous aura.


If it weren’t for Teng Yun Geshang leaving no room for objection, Fei Peilie would have outright refused; Teng Yun Geshang was essentially sending him to his death!


“We’ll consider it carefully.


It’s getting late; we won’t disturb you further.


Please rest well!”


Soon after, Night Five left Teng Yun Geshang’s room.


They had merely come to pay him a courtesy visit and had no other agenda.


Yet, after they departed, Teng Yun Geshang’s expression darkened.


Night Five’s presence was far from good news for him.


The primary issue was that Night Five wasn’t under his control.


The fact that Konstantin could command Night Five — jealousy, naturally, was inevitable.


For a long time, Teng Yun Geshang had harbored considerable resentment toward Konstantin’s hold over Night Five.


Now, seeing this generation’s Night Five grow increasingly formidable, Teng Yun Geshang’s jealousy of Konstantin only intensified.


They had been members of the same cohort, doing equal amounts of work for Umbrella, yet in the end, it was Konstantin who ascended to the leader’s chair.


Teng Yun Geshang felt deeply dissatisfied with this.


The tension between them had grown increasingly pronounced over the years.


Both parties guarded against each other at every turn.


This series of incidents involving Ning Fan could be seen as the product of the rivalry between the two.


Originally, matters within Mingwang Pavilion needed no escalation, but the conflict between the two had turned it into the current mess.


No matter which side it was, neither wanted the other to come out ahead.


“Night Five — why should they belong to Konstantin?


It’s unfair.


Just because he’s Number One, why must all the best assets be reserved for him?


Mentor, is this the scenario you imagined in Heaven?”


Fratricide could describe their current dynamics perfectly.


In the past, he and Konstantin could have been said to be brothers, closer than kin.


But now, due to interests — or perhaps due to power — they had long since become estranged.


Though the facade hadn’t yet been torn away, it was only a matter of time.


Here, Teng Yun Geshang couldn’t stop himself from questioning his mentor, who had passed away years ago.


That mentor who had once nurtured them both — so biased.


Was this the vision they had sought for today?


The jealousy in his heart toward Konstantin grew unbearable.


Teng Yun Geshang raged at the unfairness.


The things that should have been his — one by one, he would take them back.


What was his would remain his ultimately.


No one could snatch it from his grasp, not even Konstantin.


If Konstantin attempted to obstruct him, this roadblock would find itself removed at all costs.


“Fei Peilie, prepare yourself.


Make sure your identity isn’t exposed!”


Teng Yun Geshang looked toward Fei Peilie.


This time, he had finally made up his mind.


Ning Fan must be protected at all costs, and as for Night Five — he would find ways to pressure them into returning to the Middle East promptly.


Fei Peilie, meanwhile, felt bitter but dared not voice it.


With Teng Yun Geshang’s stance so resolute, what could he say?


He could only swallow his discontent.


“Understood.”


Fei Peilie sighed silently before solemnly replying to Teng Yun Geshang.


For now, he had no choice; he could only obediently follow Teng Yun Geshang’s commands.


Though the mission itself seemed like a death trap, refusal would mean Teng Yun Geshang personally sending him on his way.


Fei Peilie had no doubt that if he dared to shake his head, Teng Yun Geshang would snap his neck without hesitation.


“Damn Konstantin — the Middle Eastern mission hasn’t been completed, yet you’ve unilaterally deployed Night Five to Zhonghai.


Is this your strategy?


I see everything now.”


Teng Yun Geshang muttered, his eyes glinting with cold light.


Since Konstantin had shown no mercy, neither would he.


Sending Night Five away from the Middle East without completing their mission — surely that wealthy benefactor didn’t know about this yet.


And if the rival forces learned of Night Five’s absence, the consequences were predictable without question.


With Night Five no longer a hindrance, those forces would undoubtedly strike back.


The wealthy benefactor would be in deep trouble then!


Teng Yun Geshang already envisioned ways to apply pressure on Konstantin.


And to be fair, Konstantin might have lifted the rock that would ultimately crush his own toes.