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Chapter 402: The Skull’s Revenge

Chapter 402: Chapter 402: The Skull’s Revenge

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...."

"Bang bang bang...."

"Squeak squeak squeak...."

The chaotic battle began, with coconuts and venom flying back and forth, dazzling and overwhelming to the eye.

It was undeniable that like the silver needles of the Divine Needle King—Sharuk, the giant centipede’s venom was also finite.

As time passed, it sprayed less and less venom, eventually reaching a state of spray that completely lacked potency.

"Hahahaha..."

Xiao Zheng threw back his head in raucous laughter, pointed at Huang Wen, and said with utter disdain, "You’ve run out of tricks, out of talent, what can you do to me?"

Having said that, he launched two coconuts with his hands, trailing afterimages, pursuing like stars chasing the moon—one toward the giant centipede, the other at Huang Wen, both whistling through the air.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Huang Wen’s face changed drastically as he hid behind a tree, cying out incessantly, "Poor Little Black!"

"Bang!"

A coconut, without a hint of mercy, smashed brutally onto the head of the giant centipede, and then, carrying it along, hurtled toward the ground.

"Hiss hiss hiss..."

The giant centipede’s head was instantly blown to smithereens, green juice splattering everywhere, its body straining and writhing in the throes of death.

Xiao Zheng kicked off the palm tree and floated gracefully to the ground, taking deliberate steps toward the tree behind which Huang Wen was hiding, his face full of scorn.

"Old Huang, do you think you can hide? Humph!"

After speaking, he moved with agility, leaping several times, and arrived beside Huang Wen, fixing him with a keen gaze.

Looking across, Huang Wen was staring back, their four eyes meeting, sparking off virtual lightning.

Huang Wen had changed in appearance, looking withered and emaciated, for reasons unknown.

"Kid, even if I die, you won’t escape the pursuit of the Tianji Sect, the Sect Leader won’t let you go."

"Is that so? I’m looking forward to it."

Xiao Zheng snorted derisively and another coconut flew out, so fast it was nearly impossible to defend against.

"Bang!"

Huang Wen seemed to lack the strength for a final struggle and was hit square on, his head splitting open as his body slid down and collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Zheng was inwardly astonished; how could the spirited old man from just before be so easily defeated now?

He walked over, kicked over Huang Wen’s corpse, and saw that the man’s nape was mangled with a deep bloody hole, irregularly wounded as if mauled by something.

"What a ruthless old man, to feed his flesh and blood to centipedes, he deserved to die."

It seemed that the Tianji Sect truly should not be underestimated, all old monsters, driven to extremes for their own benefit.

Xiao Zheng took out his phone and made a call.

"Hello, Catherine, how’s the investigation on the Tianji Sect’s lair coming along?"

"Boss, it’s all clear now. The Tianji Sect has been established for nearly a thousand years. Their main base was always in Huaxia, but for some reason, they underwent a major relocation fifty years ago, leaving Huaxia entirely and moving to an unnamed island in international waters.

Moreover, their defenses are extremely tight, using modern high-tech methods to lay out an underground base—if one doesn’t look closely, it’s nearly impossible to tell that the island is inhabited."

Xiao Zheng could clearly sense from the video that Catherine’s eyes were grave, indicating she had put great effort into this matter.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he spoke indifferently, "How’s the investigation on the Skull Organization going?"

Catherine smiled seductively, "Just as you said, boss, they’re nothing but a makeshift gang, set up in less than a year. Initially, they were pirates, this hijacking was just an attempt to snag a big score, to resolve their funding issues.

Interestingly, they have complex connections with the Tianji Sect. I estimate they are probably a subordinate power of the Sect."

"Very good!"

Xiao Zheng hung up the phone and murmured to himself, "They really don’t know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is. Well then, let’s show them the methods of the Evil God."

...

The Pacific, a small island.

Headquarters of the Skull Organization.

An unprecedented debate was unfolding, with the boss, Wang Wei, looking troubled.

The organization was running low on funds, and the recent hijacking had been a case of ’trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice’—a complete failure.

As an expelled disciple and former Sect Leader of the Thieves Sect, he’d been ousted for over two years now, initially joining international mercenary groups to achieve a certain level of success, before starting his own group, becoming the leader of a band of pirates.

He had hoped to capture large amounts of riches, but the reality proved otherwise.

In today’s world, nations covet maritime hegemony, and for significant-sized merchant ships from countries like the United States or Huaxia, naval escorts are common.

Thus, the opportunities for them to plunder merchant ships were fewer and farther between, mostly limited to small private cargo ships with little to steal.

The recent hijacking not only alarmed the Heavenly Net Evil God but also led Huaxia Floating City to initiate a relentless pursuit, leaving the Skull Organization feeling like trapped beasts, living in constant dread.

Wang Wei suddenly opened his eyes, scanning his subordinates with a sharp gaze, standing tall as he shouted, "Silence, all of you!"

"Uh..."

The subordinates were all quieted, looking at Wang Wei with confusion. The boss was usually a rather friendly person, so why would he be thundering with rage now?

Wang Wei slapped the table and said seriously, "Brothers, we’ve reached a critical moment of life and death. We have no choice but to make a desperate move, to bet it all!"

"Boss!"

A pirate leader looked at the resolute Wang Wei, puzzled, "How do we bet?"

"It’s simple. If I can obtain my master’s, the Sect Leader of the Thieves Sect—Qin Batian’s, forgiveness, I can lead you back to Tianji Sect once and for all, to avoid living in fear every day.

However, to gain his forgiveness, we must present a grand gift on his eightieth birthday. What he wants most is—the Golden Bone!"

Wang Wei’s expression was as still as water, his words decisively final.

......

Zhonghai City, Sky Net Base.

Long Qie and Titan were sparring, fighting like two iron behemoths, evenly matched.

"Long Qie, you’re no match for me. Take my Burning Fist."

"Bang!"

"Idiot, don’t get cocky. Watch my Power Splitting Huashan."

"Duang!"

"..."

As the two were going at it fiercely, unable to get the upper hand, a Sky Net intelligence officer ran over hastily, his face covered in sweat.

"Bosses!"

The intelligence officer called out anxiously, his voice serious, "We’ve just received information from the big sister. The Skull Organization has entered Zhonghai Territory, intending to kidnap Shen Jiayi and Mu Yiqing, threatening the Evil God boss to hand over the Golden Bone."

"Catherina’s intelligence?"

Titan stepped out of the ring, shaking the sweat off his hands, took the intelligence report, and his face grew colder, scornfully saying, "Skull King Wei? Heh, I’ve heard of this guy in the mercenary world before. He’s one of the top ten most sought-after mercenaries globally, but in my eyes, he’s just a little shrimp."

"Oh?"

Long Qie patted his arm, took the intelligence report, and smiled faintly, "Currently, Shen Jiayi is cooperating with investigations at Futu, so there won’t be any safety issues. Now, we need to worry about Mu Yiqing’s safety. Wang Wei is smart, not wanting to provoke the police top sister—Xiao Yufei."