Courtyard House: Home Alone

Meng Zhuolin wiped her eyes with her sleeve, then gently stroked Lin Yifan's cheek with her bandaged hand. Her voice was still hoarse from crying, but it was firm: "Xiaofan, Mom understands. Just do it. Your father will help you from heaven. You don't need to worry about us. Just take good care of yourselves and don't make us worry anymore."

Lin Yifan nodded, bent down to help the mother and daughter stand up, and with a thought, he put the two of them, along with the coffin, into his space. He introduced them to the situation in the space, arranged their accommodations, and then put his father's coffin into the static warehouse.

After dealing with all this, he turned around, closed the courtyard gate, and disappeared into the night in a flash, heading straight for Mao Renfeng's hiding place, the Bai Mansion in Gele Mountain.

As soon as Lin Yifan arrived at the outskirts of the Bai Mansion, he noticed that the security here was even tighter than that of the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters. Armed agents were stationed every three steps and sentries every five steps, and even machine guns were mounted on the top of the walls.

He sneered, concealed his aura, and silently teleported into the walled area. His mental energy spread out and soon found Mao Renfeng's study.

At this moment, Mao Renfeng was sitting on the sofa, raging at his trusted confidants: "You're all a bunch of useless trash! More than 700 people at the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters are gone just like that, the Central Bank's vault has been emptied, even 'Azure Wolf's' family has been rescued, and all that was left at the scene were the two words 'Ghost,' and you didn't even manage to catch a glimpse of them?"

An adjutant cautiously spoke up: "Chief, that 'Ghost' is always elusive. I heard that Lin Qiqing's son is the 'Ghost's' spokesperson. This must be him coming back for revenge. Should we... should we go into hiding for a while?"

"Hide? Where can we hide? The CEO is already in a terrible state. If we lose our way here, how am I supposed to explain it to him?"

Mao Renfeng slammed his hand on the coffee table, making the teacups jump. "I refuse to believe that a little brat like him can cause any trouble. Pass on my orders to bring all the heavy weapons here. Today, I will tear him to pieces and avenge our fallen brothers!"

Lin Yifan stood outside the window listening, his eyes surging with murderous intent. Before the person inside could react, he pushed open the door and walked in, a cold smile playing on his lips: "No need to adjust, I'm already here."

The room froze instantly. Several quick-reacting agents hurriedly drew their guns, but before their hands could even touch the gun handles, their heads were already pierced, and they fell straight down.

Mao Renfeng's legs went weak with fear, and he almost slipped off the sofa. Pointing at Lin Yifan, his voice trembled, "You...you're Lin Yifan? Don't come any closer! These are all my men. If you dare touch me, you won't escape either!"

Lin Yifan walked forward step by step, stepping on the bloodstains on the ground, his voice as cold as ice: "Run? I never thought of running. I'm here today to take your dog's life and make my father pay for it."

Mao Renfeng scrambled backward to avoid the bullet, pulling out a gun from his waist and firing at Lin Yifan. The bullet was stored in his spatial storage as soon as it left the muzzle.

Mao Renfeng emptied the bullets from his gun and found that not even a hair on Lin Yifan's head had been harmed. Terrified, he collapsed to the ground, begging for mercy: "Master Lin, Mr. Lin, please spare me! It was all orders from above, I had no choice! I'll give you any amount of money you want, just let me live, okay?"

"Unable to control your own destiny? Why didn't you say you were unable to control your own destiny when you tortured my parents and sister?"

Lin Yifan crouched down, grabbed his throat, and with a slight squeeze of his fingertips, the bones cracked. "My father's life, and the lives of so many martyrs who died at your hands, you will pay for them all today."

After saying that, before Mao Renfeng could cry out in pain again, he tightened his grip and snapped Mao's neck, ending his sinful life.

He stood up, glanced at the corpses filling the room, and just like before, tore off a piece of cloth, dipped it in blood, and wrote the word "ghost" on the wall of the study before turning around and teleporting away towards the bald man's temporary residence in the foggy city. He would settle the remaining blood debts one by one.

Under the cover of night, he quietly made his way to the bald man's temporary residence.

The security here is even tighter than that of the Bai Mansion. The walls are surrounded by barbed wire, a whole platoon of guards stands at the gate, and two armored vehicles are parked in the courtyard with their cannons pointed directly at the gate.

Lin Yifan spread his mental energy and found that the bald couple were not there, and there were only a few servants in the mansion. It seemed that it would be difficult to find him for the time being.

With a thought, Lin Yifan put away the two safes in the bald man's bedroom. In another dressing room, there were many brand-new women's clothes, which should belong to his wife and had not been worn yet, so he also put them into his space.

When the time comes, let Mom try it on to see if it fits. If she can wear it, she can; if not, we'll throw it away. Finally, the word "ghost" was also left on the wall of the master bedroom.

After doing all this, Lin Yifan turned and left the official residence, heading towards the Yangzi Company warehouse on the outskirts of the city. He hadn't found the person yet, so he would collect some interest first.

He was quite familiar with the warehouse of Yangzi Company. The last time he came to pick up Tang Juye's family, it was here that he had a conflict with the second young lady of the Kong family.

When he arrived near the warehouse, he found that the newly built warehouse was six or seven times larger than the original warehouse. Although the guards at the entrance and inside the warehouse were not wearing military uniforms, they were clearly well-trained soldiers.

Lin Yifan ignored the guards. Soldiers were just following orders and eating rations. He then teleported into the warehouse.

As soon as I entered, I was overwhelmed by the aroma of supplies. Looking around, I saw an entire warehouse full of American canned goods and chocolates, piled up almost to the top of the warehouse.

Lin Yifan sneered inwardly. These bureaucratic capitalists were making a fortune off the national crisis by hoarding scarce resources and driving up prices, leaving ordinary people unable to even get a full meal. Today, he could take all this ill-gotten wealth and give it to the soldiers on the front lines and the people in the base areas.

Without any hesitation, he began to collect the items into his spatial storage with a thought. In just three minutes, the entire warehouse was completely emptied, leaving not even a single empty box behind.

He glanced up at the empty warehouse, and as usual left the two bloody words "Ghost" on the conspicuous wall before turning around and leaving silently, teleporting into the next warehouse.

It took him two whole hours to collect all the supplies in the warehouse. There were all sorts of scarce items, including food and medicine, as well as a lot of brand-new American-made weapons. Lin Yifan took them all without leaving anything for the Kong family.

After dealing with all of Yangzi Company's warehouses, Lin Yifan didn't stop. Following the information he had gathered from his memory, he went to the private warehouses of several core members of the Kong and Song families and took away all the wealth and materials they had accumulated and plundered over the years.