Chapter 51. Yu Ang: I really see hope.
Seeing Mo Fan's immense power and awe-inspiring presence, Yu Ang could hardly believe it was real.
His eyes were filled with terror and despair, as if he were seeing an invincible demon.
At this moment, Mo Fan walked over and stepped on the half of his face that hadn't melted, saying, "Yu Ang, didn't you want to kill me? Now that I'm in front of you, why don't you get up and kill me?"
Mo Fan's tone was full of sarcasm and disdain, and his eyes were as cold as frost, making Yu Ang shudder.
"Mo Fan, spare me, spare me! I'll never dare to be your enemy again! Ugh!" Yu Ang begged for mercy in despair, his voice trembling with fear.
As Yu Ang begged for mercy, Mo Fan increased the pressure on his foot, saying with slight impatience, "Hey, what are you babbling about? Try to recover from that attitude you just had."
A ruthless glint flashed in Mo Fan's eyes; he seemed to be enjoying Yu Ang's fear and pain.
How could Yu Ang dare to be arrogant anymore?
Can he really be arrogant?
Does he have that courage?
At this moment, he felt nothing but endless fear and regret.
"Tell me, what's the name of that blue-clad guy from Shanghai?" Mo Fan said, stomping on the ground a few more times.
Mo Fan's voice was cold and ruthless, as if he were interrogating a death row inmate.
"Don't even think about it!" Although Yu Ang's face hurt from being stepped on, he was instantly overjoyed upon hearing this.
He felt that he had a chance to survive, and Mo Fan moved his foot away at that moment.
Feeling the absence of the shoe sole pressing on his face, Yu Ang felt he had guessed correctly, because the terrifying wolf had moved its claws away. But just as he saw a glimmer of hope, Mo Fan grabbed his hair, lifted him up, and then threw him straight out!
"Bang!!!"
"Splash!"
Mo Fan threw Yu Ang against the wall, and the fall almost caused him to bleed from the head.
I must say, this kid can take a beating.
But thinking about it, it makes sense. He is, after all, a mid-level mage. This dilapidated courtyard, which has just been struck by lightning and burned, is naturally very fragile.
"You may not know this, but to me, whether you tell me or not is really unimportant. I just enjoy the process of torturing you." Mo Fan came to Yu Ang again, lifting him up like a dead dog, his voice extremely cold.
There was no pity in Mo Fan's eyes, only endless coldness.
"Don't talk, I'll talk!" Yu Ang's vision was blurry, but he could still see the smile on Mo Fan's face. At that moment, he was terrified.
He knew that he had no chance of resisting Mo Fan.
"Why are you being so soft-spoken? You'd better not say anything yet."
However, Mo Fan shook his head, then grabbed one of the other's legs, lifted him up, and threw him down.
"Bang!"
"ah"
At this moment, Yu Ang truly experienced what it meant to be worse than dead!
At the same time, he also came to realize what a 'demon' really meant.
Yu Ang's screams echoed through the courtyard, sending chills down everyone's spines.
After being subjected to Mo Fan's torture, Yu Ang honestly revealed the name of the man in blue and the Vatican personnel he knew.
Mo Fan also directly called Tang Yue and gave her all the information about these people.
Furthermore, Mo Fan also told Tang Yue about how she had secured the reward for him.
Tang Yue was quite shocked to receive Mo Fan's call!
Because she found it hard to believe that Mo Fan, whom she had only asked about not long ago, had found clues so quickly.
Mo Fan didn't lie to her, saying that Yu Ang was in his hands, though he was now on the verge of death.
To put it bluntly, he didn't intend to hand Yu Ang over to the court.
Tang Yue already had a guess in her heart and understood that Yu Ang's affairs involved the Holy See and how Mo Fan would treat him, given the damage done to Bo Cheng. She didn't ask further questions, instead saying she had already arranged for people to be mobilized and would give Mo Fan a message later.
"Spare me, Mo Fan, I've already told you everything, can you spare me now?" Yu Ang, who was on the verge of death, begged for mercy.
He would rather be imprisoned and put on trial!
"Spare you?" Mo Fan shook his head: "Impossible. Let's wait for the trial proceedings. Whether it's true or not remains to be confirmed."
There was not a trace of hesitation in Mo Fan's eyes. In his eyes, Yu Ang had always been unforgivable.
Yu Ang felt utterly hopeless. All he wanted now was for the members of the Inquisition to come here.
That way, he can be taken away and he can survive.
Despair filled Yu Ang's eyes; he knew his fate was no longer in his own hands.
As dawn approached, the sky began to lighten, and the faint morning light gradually fell upon this land that had just experienced fierce fighting.
Mo Fan was the one who received Tang Yue's call.
On the other end of the phone, Tang Yue's voice was still that mature and charming tone: "Mo Fan, all the Vatican personnel have been captured, including those hiding in the academy. They need to come here to record the 'corpse' and confirm its identity. After all, there will be a reward for you later, so I naturally need to bring my men here."
Mo Fan did not refuse. He said calmly, "Okay, you can come here to confirm at any time."
Mo Fan knew that this was the reward he deserved, and also recognition of his efforts for "justice".
He never seeks fame; he only wants practical benefits.
Upon hearing that the judges were coming, a glimmer of hope flashed in Yu Ang's eyes!
A faint flame seemed to rekindle in his previously dull eyes.
He knew that as long as the judges came here, he would have another chance to live.
Yu Ang's heart was filled with anticipation. He stared intently at the entrance to the courtyard, as if waiting for salvation to arrive.
However, he also understood that his fate remained uncertain.
Mo Fan's cold gaze and resolute attitude filled him with fear.
Mo Fan had completely seen through Yu Ang's little scheme.
However, he didn't react at all. Because seeing others see hope only to be met with despair in an instant—wasn't that even more satisfying?
Soon, the mature and charming teacher Tang Yue arrived.
When she arrived with her men, Yu Ang's bloodied and mangled face displayed visible excitement.
"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"
However, the excitement didn't last even a second before suddenly, scorching flames burst into flames on his body!
"Ah"
Before Yu Ang could even scream, he was instantly reduced to a charred corpse by the flames.
At the same time, Tang Yue and several Tribunal mages had arrived in front of Mo Fan and his group.
Looking at Yu Ang's charred corpse, Tang Yue felt quite emotional. What immense hatred this was!
One last game-winning shot!