A Dish Best Served Cold (The Man In Rage)
Chapter 970 Dead?

VRROOOOOOM...

The skies trembled and the clouds were in turmoil.

The supersonic fighter jets were like seagulls flying above the sea and taking over the skies.

All the passengers onboard the nearby cruises were looking up into the blue skies in shock as they watched the fighter jets cut through the sky like lightning. The trail of clouds their flight left behind were testament to their incredible and terrifying speed.

But while everyone was still wondering why so many fighter jets had suddenly appeared, Ye Fan was immediately on high alert after walking out from the fire. These planes were coming for him.

In his shock and horror, Ye Fan immediately redirected the little inner energy left in his body into his legs and started running like mad towards that nearby island.

Of course, Ye Fan could have chosen to dive deep into the sea as an escape.

But given his current injuries, diving into the water would greatly reduce his speed and lower his chances of survival.

It was better to focus all his energy on his legs and run at his fastest speed to get away from these fighter jets.

But before Ye Fan could get too far, the huge consumption of energy had worsened Ye Fan's injuries.

His body shook and he spewed another mouthful of blood.

The attack earlier had really injured Ye Fan way too severely.

Under such circumstances, Ye Fan's speed naturally decreased.

HUUUU...

Meanwhile, the fighter jets behind him were reaching him.

Those few survivors saw the dense firing of the planes shoot down from the sky as the fighter jets flew over their heads.

Thousands and thousands of projectiles covered that part of the sea.

Immediately after that, ear deafening explosions started blasting again.

The gunpowder was so hot that it burst into flames on the surface of the sea.

The tons of water in the waves created by the explosions immediately turned to steam.

In an instant, the steam and smoke engulfed that area.

At the same time, the impact of the blasts was also creating a surge in the water in this area.

Waves that carried a ton of water rose up high.

Each wave that rose from the sea was like a tsunami as it raged furiously in all directions.

"Noll! I don't want to die!!"

"Help!!"

The few survivors from the cruise watched as the gigantic waves surged towards them and they could only shout in despair.

They screamed hysterically and cried inconsolably.

But that sky high wave swept past them ruthlessly.

It swallowed all life in its way.

The firing went on for a full thirty minutes.

The fighter jets emptied their ammunition before finally flying back to where they came from.

"Reporting to the Commander! Sir, we have completed our mission and are returning now. There is nothing but fire behind me. It is absolutely impossible for anyone to survive such a blanket of fire and explosions," reported the leading pilot among the fighter jets to Sato.

"Excellent! Return to base now!" Sato suddenly burst out laughing loudly as he sat in the command center by the Pacific Ocean's coast.

After receiving the report, Sato passed on the news of this successful mission to the man in front of him.

"Mr Chu, the mission has been completed. After two rounds of attacks, I'm sure that Chinese kid has been blasted to ash even if he were a god," said Sato proudly. His words were very confident. Sato felt that just the first round of missiles should have been enough to do Ye Fan in.

After taking a hit from more than ten missiles, even a battleship would have been destroyed, never mind a completely defenseless cruise ship.

Sato felt that the chances of Ye Fan surviving the very first round of attacks was practically zero.

"Commander Sato, please check again. Are you sure you didn't leave any survivors?" asked the other man expressionlessly. He didn't look as overjoyed as Sato did.

It was easy to defeat a grandmaster, but hard to kill one.

Besides, the other party was now a supreme grandmaster who was part of the Sky Ranking!

Sato had no choice but to confirm this again.

"Mr Chu, don't worry. I've already checked and made sure that the second round of firing lasted for half an hour. Anything within a one kilometer radius has been fired at already. Even a fly wouldn't be able to escape that sort of attack alive. That Chu Tian-Fan is definitely dead, so you don't have to worry about him anymore! Come, Mr Chu, let's toast to that!" Sato laughed loudly and clinked his wine glass with the wine glass of the man in front of him.

Then he knocked the entire glass back.

After finishing the drink, the man bade farewell to Sato, "Commander Sato, thank you for your help today. I, Chu Zheng-Liang, will hold a banquet for you another day as a way of showing my gratitude. I still have to attend to other matters, so I shall take my leave first!" He then left the command center.

At the same time, the smoke on the surface of the sea had already been blown away.

Even the water dyed red by blood had been washed away by the incoming waves.

Only the remnants of the cruise and random body parts floating in the sea showed what sort of apocalyptic events just occurred moments ago.

The bulk of the cruise had already sunk to the bottom of the ocean, and anybody who had survived earlier were all dead now.

The two rounds of firing had hit them like a storm, and destroyed all possibility of survival.

Almost nobody could have survived that.

Even if one survived the first round of missile attacks, one would have died after the continuous firing of the second round from the fighter jets. But the keyword here was 'almost'.

There were plenty of miracles in this world.

One miracle was a bloodied 'corpse' that had been washed ashore onto an island a few hundred kilometers away from this disaster at sea.

This corpse was covered with injuries and it was almost impossible to tell flesh from blood.

One could even spot the bone beneath his flesh.

Under such circumstances, nobody would think this man was still alive.

But this battered body actually started struggling in the sand and managed to get up.

He gritted his teeth and endured the terrible pain searing through his body as he slowly staggered further up the shore.

He finally found a large rock by the sea and sat down.

It was only a few steps, but those few steps had used all the energy he had left in him.

He panted heavily and coughed violently.

Each time he coughed, fresh blood would come out from his mouth.

It was difficult to imagine how strong his will to live was in order to survive till now.

He remained on the rock and didn't groan because of the pain nor cry because of the terrible events that just transpired.

Instead, he just laughed. He laughed very uninhibitedly.

He wasn't dead. He was still alive!

As long as he was still alive, then anything was still possible.

"Haha! I, Chu Tian-Fan, is still alive! Did the person who tried to kill me think it was so easy to destroy me?"

Ye Fan smiled brilliantly, but his heart was filled with nothing but murder and fury.

He really wanted to know who on earth was so bent on killing him.

A missile attack wasn't enough, and a second round of firing by fighter jets came for him as well.

This carefully planned, vicious and wicked assassination attempt really made chills run down his spine!