Chapter 1556 - 1557: Suicide
Yang Chu was utterly confused and couldn’t understand who exactly were the people ambushing him.
The three people in front of him were enemies, that much was certain, but he couldn’t figure out which faction they belonged to.
The action team and the research institute led by Ye Fan had their members and experts well-known to Yang Chu, but seeing the unfamiliar faces of Qiu Wen and the others, combined with their formidable strength, left Yang Chu puzzled.
Yang Chu was repeatedly attacked, dodging Shen Yaqing’s sharp strike, only to fall prey to Zhang Kui’s relentless assault right after.
With a muffled "Bang!"
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out from Yang Chu’s mouth, and his body lunged forward, the strike to his lower back felt as if it shattered his spine.
In an instant, cold sweat poured from Yang Chu as intense pain flooded over him like waves.
Yang Chu crashed to the ground, then struggled to stand up.
"Hiss!" He couldn’t help but draw a sharp breath, the heart-wrenching pain engulfed him wholly.
Qiu Wen, Shen Yaqing, and Zhang Kui surrounded Yang Chu from three sides.
"What a grand setup, getting the three of you to ambush me, you really think highly of me. Any one of you is a formidable opponent by themselves, yet to think you would team up to attack me without even giving me a chance to retaliate."
Yang Chu glanced around at the three of them, and spoke with a complex expression.
As soon as he finished speaking, he started coughing again, unable to suppress another mouthful of blood that burst forth.
"I thought I would catch a few more small fries, but who would have thought only one showed up. Still, better than nothing, at least the effort wasn’t wasted." Qiu Wen sneered.
"So, you set the trap in advance, just waiting for me to get caught?" Yang Chu asked in confusion. "How did you know I would come?"
"Wu Dayong and Zhao Gongming were captured; it’s a simple matter of inside or outside help. Is that hard to guess?" Shen Yaqing spoke mockingly.
"Not hard to guess, not hard to guess, I understand now who you are." Yang Chu realized bitterly, "We were confident that the action team and the research institute were within our grasp, and any movement there would not escape our notice. But who knew, who would have known, outside of our great web, there’s a secret net ready to strike."
Everything was clear now.
Yang Chu’s doubts were dispelled, he had to admit it.
Just when they were confidently believing they had control over the action team and research institute, the real crisis was already targeting them from the shadows.
The forethought and meticulous planning.
Seizing the initiative with strategic layout.
The confidence of decisiveness across distances.
Yang Chu sadly realized that he lost to Qiu Wen and the others, and it wasn’t undeserved.
"Consider yourself knowledgeable enough to figure out the ins and outs, but unfortunately, it’s all too late; by the time you realize it, everything will be over."
Zhang Kui laughed and said, "The web you painstakingly planned is indeed formidable, infiltrating many departments and placing many nails. After this upheaval, even if it can’t be shattered, it will be significantly damaged."
"Brilliant, truly brilliant." Yang Chu spoke with a pained, helpless expression, "Just when we proudly believed we had you by the neck and your every move was within our grasp, you made such a brilliant counterattack, deceiving everyone and secretly laying a new web. Taking advantage of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it truly inflicted great damage on us."
Yang Chu had to feel pessimistic and gloomy about things.
Zhao Gongming and Wu Dayong were already captured; he and Cheng Mu acted separately targeting different objectives. Now it seemed, his ending was worrisome.
Cheng Mu’s situation was also dire; once exposed, he’d likely fall into enemy hands.
This was an unavoidable outcome, Yang Chu could foresee this happening.
Falling just one step behind led to such massive losses, it was truly regrettable.
"The Terminator, indeed, the Terminator. No wonder when Cat Hunter mentioned Terminator, it was always with dread and fear. So that’s why, this is why the Terminator is so formidable, fearsome as a tiger." Yang Chu understood, but it was too late.
There was no turning back, no chance left.
All that awaited Yang Chu was a dead end.
"Surrender, you know our policy, maybe you can still plead for leniency." Qiu Wen persuaded.
"Leniency? Ha!" Yang Chu mocked himself, "Can it spare me from death?"
"No!" Qiu Wen stated resolutely, "A quick death is the most we can offer as a mercy. You have to realize, for your crimes, death is unavoidable, your hands are stained with blood."
"Dead either way, why must I endure humiliation, dying in the enemy’s hands?" Yang Chu said with a sorrowful heart, "Rather than die in disgrace, it’s better to die with dignity, openly and rightfully."
Falling into the hands of Qiu Wen and others meant enduring interrogation and then death, which undoubtedly was humiliation for him.
Yang Chu, unlike Wu Dayong, wasn’t burdened with attachments, nor had thoughts of living in ignominy.
His life had been solitary, living by the edge, licking blood from knives.
He always knew he wouldn’t end well, eventually dying unexpectedly.
This ending didn’t surprise him; now he could only accept it calmly.
Understanding this, Yang Chu steeled his heart, curling his fingers to a hook, striking hard at his own throat.
With a slight crack, Yang Chu crushed his own larynx.
His body fell heavily to the ground, twitching violently.
Clinging to life, his breath slowly faded into nothingness.
Yang Chu died, by his own hand.
Perhaps, before dying, he reminisced too much.
Reflecting on his absurd life in a rough overview.
Maybe with attachments, maybe without, who could know?
But with the courage to end his own life, Yang Chu was undeniably fierce, ruthless to himself, and ruthless to his enemies.
"What a waste, his mouth surely held many valuable intel for us. Had we subdued him, he wouldn’t remain silent." Zhang Kui remarked, regretfully looking at Yang Chu’s corpse.
"No one can stop a person intent on dying." Shen Yaqing replied blandly, "Dead is dead, what’s the big deal."
"One less enemy alive or dead, as long as we face fewer enemies, it’s fine. There are many others with valuable intel, one more or less doesn’t matter." Qiu Wen spoke calmly.
She didn’t have much reaction to Yang Chu’s suicide.
It would have been better if Yang Chu hadn’t killed himself.
Since he did, they could only accept this outcome peacefully.