Chapter 278: They All Deserve to Die

Lan Qingman left.

Old Scar shut the door again. Just as he was about to head inside,

Qin Wenhao leaped from the tree, tackling Old Scar to the ground.

He clamped his hands on Old Scar’s head, pinning his face to the ground.

"Who—" Old Scar tried to fight back, but he was pinned so tightly he couldn’t move an inch.

He was stunned.

He was, after all, twice as strong as an ordinary man—a veritable strongman since childhood.

Almost no one could overpower him.

He’d certainly never been in a situation like this—where escape felt impossible.

He was even struggling to breathe.

"Talk. Where’s the child?" Qin Wenhao’s voice was seething with rage.

His eyes were bloodshot.

’If it weren’t for needing information about his niece, he would have beaten this scum to death on the spot.’

Hearing this, Old Scar immediately recalled what Lan Qingman had just said.

He instantly guessed the man’s identity—it had to be the special forces uncle Lan Qingman had mentioned, Qin Wenhao.

"Let me go! I don’t know anything about a child! You’re breaking and entering! I’m going to call the cops and have you arrested—"

Qin Wenhao couldn’t tolerate such stubborn defiance.

He immediately rained punch after punch down on the man’s head—

In moments, Old Scar’s head was spinning from the blows.

In the blink of an eye, blood was everywhere—it was impossible to tell where it was all coming from.

His breathing grew shallow.

"I’ll ask you one more time: where is the child?" Qin Wenhao’s voice was bone-chilling.

"I... I... I don’t know what you’re talking about—" Old Scar’s voice was barely a whisper. If not for his survival instinct, he probably wouldn’t have been able to make a sound at all.

He was breathing out more than he was breathing in—

’Looking at him, Qin Wenhao knew this piece of trash would keep his mouth shut.’

’He had ways to make the scum talk, but it would waste time—the one thing he couldn’t afford to lose.’

He brought a heavy fist down on the man’s head, knocking him out cold.

He got up and kicked the man aside.

After making sure he was really out, Qin Wenhao dragged him into the house.

He immediately spotted a thick rope hanging on the wall, took it down, and tied the unconscious man up securely.

Once he was certain the man couldn’t escape, he began to search the house—

’The layout of this yard... it’s right near the restroom of that state-run restaurant.’

’So, he was certain the child was still in this house.’

He began a systematic search—this was his area of expertise.

Before long, he found the entrance to a basement behind the staircase.

He brushed away the dirt on top, revealing a wooden plank.

He lifted the plank. It was pitch-black inside; he couldn’t see a thing.

Fortunately, Qin Wenhao had gotten a flashlight from Qian Lai earlier, and now was the perfect time to use it.

He swept the beam of light around inside—and saw an unconscious child.

Qin Wenhao’s eyes widened in fury.

’That small, grimy face... wasn’t that Qiaoqiao?’

He rushed over and checked for her breath—she was still alive. He let out a sigh of relief.

Then, he gently picked her up.

Wasting no more time, he first lifted the child out, then climbed out himself.

Just as he held the child in his arms again, he heard the police outside.

"Qin Wenhao, you found the child?"

The officer asking was the same one Qin Wenhao had gone to see that afternoon.

"Yes. Take this scum back and interrogate him thoroughly. There are more victims. Also, go arrest Lan Qingman immediately. That vile pair were plotting to kill Qiaoqiao. I heard everything."

The officer, whose surname was Sun, was stunned.

He immediately sent his men to arrest Lan Qingman.

Right now, Qin Wenhao’s only priority was getting the child to a hospital.

As he was leaving, he added another name, "Ruan Hongfei is one of them."