Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 558 - 556: Devil? Evil Cultivator?

Chapter 558: Chapter 556: Devil? Evil Cultivator?

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"Think you can escape?"

Realizing the man’s intention, a smile crept across Xiao Yi’s face—a smile with a touch of playfulness, disdain, and mockery.

An individual merely at the High Tier of the Bone Tempering Period thought he could flee from his presence? And, what’s more, he intended to take his accomplice with him?

Xiao Yi felt as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Did he really think Xiao Yi was a pushover?

In terms of running away, in terms of speed, even among those at the same tier, Xiao Yi was absolutely confident in himself, belonging without doubt to the top three in the world. And now, a Bone Tempering wretch dared to try and outrun him? To compete with him in speed?

A cold smirk crossed Xiao Yi’s lips as he took a step forward. Although his pace seemed leisurely, he covered a distance no less than that of the man’s leap in a single stride. Xiao Yi wasn’t in a hurry; he followed behind the two, like enjoying a joke, and watched them enter a building and then leap over the surrounding wall into the forest.

Along the way, he saw some individuals firing at him with guns, but he paid them no heed and simply slapped the bullets back, dealing with it effortlessly. He had already sensed that there were no other experts in the house. These two individuals were likely the ones in charge of this nest. He wasn’t worried they would transfer the children or escape. He believed that by getting hold of these two vicious leaders, everything else would naturally resolve itself.

"This..."

Master Zhao thought he had managed to seize the initiative and believed he could make an escape. For a moment, when he leaped onto the mountain and didn’t feel anyone chasing him from behind, he even thought he had made it to safety.

But just as he caught his breath, he saw Xiao Yi’s figure, casually keeping up with him as if taking a leisurely stroll. An intense fear gripped him, sending shivers through his soul, and he hurriedly pressed on, maximizing his cultivation power and speed as he rushed towards the mountain’s peak.

Undoubtedly, this man, who seemed so formidable, was surprisingly not what Xiao Yi had expected. Besides his bizarre marksmanship, his speed had obviously been well-trained.

This man appeared fierce, initially presumed to be a reckless and thoughtless brute, but turned out to be someone quite similar to Xiao Yi—an astute kindred spirit. Whether it was his marksmanship or his fleeing speed, both demonstrated that this brother understood something very well: staying alive was the most important. Only those who comprehend this principle would train so hard in life-preserving skills. He wasn’t as rough as he appeared.

If it weren’t for the fact that his deeds were too heinous, too maddened with insanity, the sins he committed far too grave, and precisely the kind Xiao Yi could never forgive, Xiao Yi might have actually admired him.

However, in the world, there are no "ifs." Everything has its causes and effects, as preordained by the heavens. Since he had chosen this path, since he had committed those atrocities, he had already sealed his own fate!

His pace quickening, he felt he had pushed his speed to the limit. After some distance, he thought he could shake off Xiao Yi, so with a sliver of hope, he glanced back once more.

Regrettably, his hopes were dashed yet again. His gaze met the sight of Xiao Yi, hands behind his back, walking with an easy grace, his face now resembling that of a devil.

Clenching his teeth, he pushed himself to run even harder.

Unfortunately, though fast, he was no superman, after all, he was just a man at the High Tier of the Bone Tempering Period. His cultivation power and realm were well-defined limits.

Finally, after several bouts of running, he felt an indescribable weariness, something he hadn’t experienced in many years. His heart began to turn stone cold, slowly succumbing to despair.

"For the organization’s safety, I have no choice but to betray you!"

Overcome with despair, he looked at the person in black he held in his grasp. His eyes flickered with a fierce resolve, and as he silently said his apologies, his palm harshly struck down toward the man in black.

Observing the descending Palm Blade, the man in black showed a look of utter hopelessness but uttered no word. He closed his eyes with a pained expression, awaiting the imminent blow.

"You’re ruthless enough to even kill your own man!"

But after a long wait, the blow never landed, and a faint voice echoed instead.

Hearing this voice, the man in black’s expression involuntarily changed, and his eyes shot open.

He saw that the man who had injured him and followed them so casually had somehow come to stand beside him, firmly grasping Master Zhao’s hand.

Master Zhao’s face frozen as if struck by a paralysis spell, his gaze filled with incredulity as he stared at the man, completely unable to move—seemingly forgetting to resist.

But he knew it wasn’t that Master Zhao had forgotten to resist; he simply couldn’t.

And he understood Master Zhao’s feelings at this moment very well!

Because not long ago, he had experienced such a moment himself... The only difference between him and Master Zhao was that he was the one who had actively attacked this young man, whereas Master Zhao was caught by the youth’s hand.

But he thought, the two sensations should be the same...

As if to prove his conjecture, Master Zhao’s complexion changed instantly, contorting into the same pained expression he had seen before, and then, as the young man released his hand, Master Zhao’s robust figure slumped to the ground, emitting cries of agony.

Watching Master Zhao’s miserable, painful expression, his eyes slowly closed once again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if recalling the feeling he had experienced before.

He knew that this time, they had all been completely defeated!

The young man before them was simply not human; he was a devil!

But... even if he was a devil, how could someone so young have cultivated such tremendous power...

What level of strength had he reached? Could he have entered that legendary realm? But how could that be possible? Even if there were the Demon Sect and the ways of the Evil Cultivators, it couldn’t be so swift and formidable!

After all, he looked to be just over twenty years old!

A huge question arose in his mind!

............

Inside the G City police station, although it was late at night, the office responsible for the human trafficker gang cases was still brightly lit, with almost the entire special case team sitting there.

Overwhelmed by the piles of data before them, they found it impossible to close their eyes and sleep.

The police officers had been thoroughly enraged, awakening some long-dormant something in their hearts.

Thirty cases in M City...

Twenty cases in H City...

Twenty-five cases in B City...

......

The shocking lines of data were like sharp blades, brutally piercing their hearts, especially those responsible for these places.

Although G City had not seen such cases, and the data was not from G City, Zeng Xiaomei felt an equal pain, perhaps even more profound than theirs. Along with the pain was an unparalleled fury!

She had even prepared to risk everything, to ignore the words of her Senior Brother Situ Qingfeng, and ready herself to take action.

She simply could not tolerate such events happening again, feeling that even one more occurrence would be unbearable.

After struggling in her mind for a long while, Zeng Xiaomei finally stood up abruptly from her chair. She decided that she could not wait any longer; she needed to rush to M City immediately; even though Senior Brother Situ Qingfeng’s family was already investigating, she wanted to lend them a helping hand!

"Ring..."

Just then, her phone began to vibrate intensely, and the ringing sound went off crazily.

"Senior Brother Situ."

Seeing the caller ID, Zeng Xiaomei was momentarily taken aback. How coincidental? Just as she was about to leave, his call came through? Should she answer it? After a brief hesitation, Zeng Xiaomei still picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. She felt that she needed to discuss her thoughts with Situ Qingfeng.

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