Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 490 - 489: Speak with the Sword

Chapter 490: Chapter 489: Speak with the Sword

The night deepened, and the teahouse closed up. However, just ten minutes after it shuttered, two figures clad in night-time black attire leapt into the teahouse courtyard from the rear.

Yusuf Zuck sat in the courtyard admiring the moon, completely ignoring the two figures who had jumped in.

Upon removing their masks, the identities of Devin King and Whitley Ortiz were revealed.

"Yusuf Zuck, I truly didn’t expect you to survive," Devin King said with a grandiose posture, sitting opposite Yusuf Zuck, while Whitley Ortiz, after some thought, also took a seat.

"Yes, not only did I survive, but I’m also living quite well—quite comfortably. Are you here again to take my ’dog’ life, Mr. King?" Yusuf Zuck joked.

"Ha-ha, your life is not a ’dog’ life, but rather a ’cat’ life," Devin King laughed heartily. "You faked your death and escaped, even fooling me. You really are something!"

"What else could I do? The officials wanted me dead; I had no choice but to ’die’," Yusuf Zuck replied while filling Devin King’s teacup, but he did not pour any tea for Whitley Ortiz.

Whitley Ortiz didn’t seem embarrassed, simply grabbing the teapot and pouring a cup of tea for herself, then cradling it in her hands to drink.

"Let’s not talk about other things. Tell us everything about your contact with Jacob Escobar and Heaven. This matter is very important to us."

"Fine, even though I’m as good as dead, I’m still Chinese. I was Chinese before, I am now, and I will be in the future, that will never change," Yusuf Zuck cheerfully assented, then recounted everything in great detail—how Heaven had found him, how he went to that island, whom he met, how he was treated, and his conversation with Jacob Escobar.

"The Heaven Token!" Devin King snatched the Heaven Token from Yusuf Zuck’s hand and then burst into laughter. "With this Heaven Token, we can at least cause Heaven to suffer greatly for three hundred years. Yusuf Zuck, you have done another good deed for your country and people!"

"Did I say that I would give you this token?" Yusuf Zuck snatched back the token and said, "If you take this token and use it to strike at Heaven, then Heaven will only seek revenge on me. I am just one small person, I can’t withstand their vengeance, so the token cannot be given to you!"

"Didn’t you say you’re Chinese?" Devin King frowned.

"It’s true I’m Chinese, but before considering my patriotism, I have to think about my friends and family. Whether Heaven can be attacked or destroyed is a matter for the Dragon Group and the officials. If you guys can’t handle it and that shows your incompetence, don’t blame your national righteousness on me—I can’t bear it!"

"How can you be like this? You just said you’re Chinese, and now you’re helping the tyrant?" Whitley Ortiz said angrily.

"Incompetent people are all like you, failing to achieve what they want and then insisting on blaming others. Miss, I’ve told you so much, even revealed their secret meeting places to you, and you still call me an accomplice of tyranny? Do you mean that I should help you attack Heaven and then, even though you can’t eliminate them, only weaken them for three hundred years, while during those three hundred years they send countless people to kill my wife, my children, my clan, my friends?"

"For the country, everything can be sacrificed!" Whitley Ortiz said coldly.

"That’s what a saint, you, or Mr. King might do, but not me, because I’m no saint. Miss, please stop talking now because I really don’t like your tone. Remember, I owe you nothing. Continue to command me at your peril, or don’t blame me for being rude!"

"What can your rudeness do? If we could kill you once, we could kill you a second..."

With a "bang," before Whitley Ortiz could finish her sentence, Yusuf Zuck’s sword, which had been resting on the tea table, was drawn and swiftly slashed towards Whitley Ortiz!

"Yusuf Zuck, don’t make a move, Whitley, back off quickly!" Devin King shouted, then his body shuddered, and he directly flipped the tea table over in an attempt to block Yusuf Zuck’s sharp Treasure Sword with the marble table top; at the same time, he quickly moved beside Whitley Ortiz, grabbed her, and rolled on the ground!

"Boom~" The marble table top turned into powder, a destructive Sword Qi extended straight forward, and then a mulberry tree was cut in two from the middle, all the leaves shattered, and branches flew chaotically.

"Whoosh~" The Sword Qi left a mark on the wall, but the courtyard was already in a sorry state.

"If you continue to be unreasonable with me, I’ll use my sword to reason with you!" Yusuf Zuck looked coldly at Devin King and Whitley Ortiz and said, "I admit that I went too far back in the capital city, so you killing me, I held no grudge; because you represented justice, and I represented evil. The law is prepared for people like me, but now I’ve fled overseas, can’t I live my peaceful days?"

"I’m asking you to spare a dead man, can you do that?" Yusuf Zuck said coldly.

Devin King and Whitley Ortiz stood dumbfounded, looking at the disheveled courtyard, the broken marble table top, and the shattered tree, they were completely stunned.

With the power of Yusuf Zuck’s sword alone, it was enough to be comparable to a full-strength blow from someone in the Late-Glimpse Stage, and wasn’t much different from the Fasting Realm.

"The sword, it’s a Divine Weapon!" This was the conclusion Devin King and Whitley Ortiz reached; Yusuf Zuck had freaking obtained another Divine Weapon! And this Divine Weapon was far stronger than the Short Sword before, so much so that calling it a Divine Fairy Treasure wouldn’t be an overstatement.

"Yusuf Zuck, don’t be impulsive, do you remember what I told you when we crossed hands in the capital city?" Devin King raised his hand, signaling Yusuf Zuck to stay calm, and said, "I said, if you don’t die today, you’ll be a free man in the future, and I, Devin King, will no longer pursue you with life or death!"

"So now that you’re not dead, and even if you had committed a huge crime, I wouldn’t lift a hand against you, especially since now you’re not only innocent but also a talent that our country urgently needs!"

"Forget about it!" Yusuf Zuck scoffed and sheathed his sword, "You’re just after me again because you found out that I can heal and save people. If I couldn’t, upon hearing the news that I’m still alive, you would probably send an assassination squad, relentless until I’m dead!"

"It’s not that severe, I believe in your noble character!" Devin King waved his hand.

Whitley Ortiz didn’t speak anymore. She stood far away, motionless, slightly afraid to approach Yusuf Zuck. Whereas Devin King once again approached Yusuf Zuck and sat down on the stone bench.

"Regarding your ability to heal, that’s a good thing. Before coming here, the director and relevant departments discussed; we can purchase your medicine for healing with the method of buying the patent, and we’ll pay you a large sum of money. You should know, our country is now the wealthiest, then we’ll be responsible for manufacturing, and you’ll hold a 30% stake, regardless of the sales, we’ll give you thirty percent. Yusuf Zuck, this is a good deed for the benefit of mankind, so I hope you’ll seriously consider it!"

"I don’t have any medicine," Yusuf Zuck shook his head, "If I had, I would have my own pharmaceutical factory, so I could just produce it myself. Why would I need your help? Boss Wang, that kind of thing came to me by chance, there were only a dozen drops, and they’re almost all used now, so I’m very sorry."

"You should still have nine drops though, we’ve received news that Maurice Singleton has treated nine more patients. Of course, you also let the word out that these were the last nine cases; we’re aware of that," Whitley Ortiz interjected from time to time.

"Yeah, just nine drops left, so after they’re used on nine patients, I’ll be out. Don’t think of me as a god; I just stumbled upon **** luck, that’s all."

"Since you’ve put it that way, give us three drops then," Whitley Ortiz seemed to have succeeded in her cunning plan and reached out, "Among the nine patients you treated, three were our people, so they don’t need treatment. Just give us your medicine."

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PS: Continuing with four updates, let’s go, keep it going!~~~