Chapter: 4892

If my two sons were to go to Syria in the future, it would be much better for them to be alive than to be quietly killed some day.

So, she grasped her arm tightly and slapped herself hard on the cheek, then spoke urgently: "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Mr. Yè, please don't treat me like this..."

Yè Chén didn't look at her again, but called Wàn Breaker to one side and instructed him in a low voice: "Breaker, have your subordinates move the corpses of those crazy Hua Rès members down here, not leaving even one behind. The living ones will be treated the same way later."

"Alright!" Wàn Breaker immediately nodded and then asked Yè Chén in a low voice: "Uh, Mr. Yè, what about the Chinese people being held captive in the cells over there? What should we do with them?"

Yè Chén didn't hesitate to say: "Of course, we can't just leave them behind. First, go arrange for me to take care of some things, and then I'll handle these people myself."

"Understood," Wàn Breaker replied.

Immediately after that, Wàn Breaker walked out of the underground operating room while Yè Chén walked back in the direction he had come from, straight to the iron railing outside the corridor.

At this moment, the few people being held captive inside the iron railing saw Yè Chén walking towards them and suddenly became extremely agitated, rushing to the front of the iron railing.

Among them were old ladies in their seventies or eighties, as well as young people in their twenties.

Yè Chén didn't expect that these people would even spare the elderly women, who are already on the verge of death. What value could their organs still have?

At this moment, one of them gazed at Yè Chén with pleading eyes and begged, "Mr. Yè, Mr. Yè, please save us!"

The other party called him Mr. Yè without any surprise, as he had been acting as himself all along. They could also hear his name from the other side of the iron railing.

Yè Chén looked at the person speaking and saw that he was around thirty years old, speaking standard Mandarin Chinese. He asked, "Are you also from Huá Xià (China)?"

"Yes!" the man quickly nodded and pointed to the people beside him, saying, "We are all from Huá Xià. We were tricked by them and brought here for organ transplant. Those who had already been transplanted were killed one by one. Please help us get out of here!"

Yè Chén looked at these faces filled with desperation, nodded slightly, and said seriously, "Don't worry, I will definitely save you."

As he spoke, Yè Chén paused for a moment before continuing, "However, there is one thing I need to clarify ahead of time."

The people panicked and exclaimed, "Sir, please say it!"

Yè Chén spoke seriously, "All the events that occurred here today must not be spread outside. No one can know what happened here."

"Don't worry, sir! We absolutely won't say a word once we're out of here! No one will ask us anything and we won't say anything!"

At this moment, Ye Chen's heart was filled with some hesitation.

He wasn't doubting these people's promises.

It was just that he knew for sure that once someone with a grudge wanted to investigate the clues left behind here and find out what happened to these people, they would definitely have one million ways to make them talk.

Not only could they make them talk, but also let them speak freely and without reserve.

As far as Ye Chen was concerned, it wasn't just that he had yet to take revenge on his parents' killers, even the mysterious organization that wanted to kill his grandparents were still without any real leads.

Under such circumstances, Ye Chen couldn't reveal his identity too early. JrNovels.com