Supreme Divine Physician in the City
Chapter 226 God Will Answer You [Fourth Update]

Chapter 226: Chapter 226 God Will Answer You [Fourth Update]

"Looks like this is their temporary hideout."

Ye Xuan hid behind a large rock, scrutinizing the abandoned mine in front of him.

Several makeshift warehouses made of color steel formed the roofs, and at the entrance of the warehouse stood three gaunt men vigilantly watching ahead, clearly to prevent anyone from approaching.

"I hope Miaochan is safe, otherwise, I’ll let you know what true despair is at the deepest level of the soul!"

Ye Xuan murmured lowly and then dashed like a fox towards Warehouse No. 2 of the abandoned mine.

His speed was fast; he covered the kilometer distance in a minute.

Upon reaching the entrance, Ye Xuan stopped and said indifferently to the three men, "Gentlemen, please take me inside."

The three men looked at Ye Xuan apprehensively and exchanged glances.

Immediately, two stepped forward, one on each side, restraining Ye Xuan to prevent him from escaping or resisting.

Ye Xuan remained calm with no hint of resistance, only a cold smile lingering on his lips as his hands were bound.

Seeing this, the man ahead scoffed and waved his hand, and the three of them escorted Ye Xuan inside.

Ye Xuan’s eyebrows relaxed, and he walked in leisurely.

As soon as he entered the warehouse, his brows furrowed due to the foul smell.

The warehouse, long neglected and poorly ventilated, surrounded by corroded and rusty steel frames, was filled with a strong metallic odor.

Ye Xuan scanned the area and noticed two oddly dressed individuals.

On the left, a long-haired man in black, his skin pale and features strikingly androgynous, had a small green snake coiled around his wrist.

At the moment, he was feeding the snake and flashed a devilish smile when he saw Ye Xuan enter.

Ye Xuan frowned. According to Luo Wei’s description, this man must be the one who had captured Lu Miaochan—the one known as "Green Bamboo Python."

On the right-hand side, a sleazy, short, fat man held a thin, long steel needle that glowed faintly blue, evidently smeared with potent poison.

Ye Xuan’s eyes flashed; the identity of this short, fat man was clear—the notorious "Poison Wasp!"

"Did I arrive too late?"

Seeing Lu Miaochan lying on the ground unharmed, Ye Xuan sighed with relief and spoke coldly.

Considering Ye Xuan’s composure, showing no fear, and recalling Brother Wolf’s words, everyone became highly alert and wary.

"Are you Ye Xuan?"

Poison Wasp scrutinized Ye Xuan, noting the young man’s mere twenty-something years and sneering before asking.

"Yes, it’s me."

Ye Xuan nodded faintly, his eyes turning to Poison Wasp and Snake, his voice stern, "You’re the Green Bamboo Python and Poison Wasp? Who sent you?"

"Hehe, that fool before had never heard of us, surprised you’re somewhat informed."

Green Snake smirked, his dark eyes locking onto Ye Xuan, then sinisterly murmured, "But who sent us... you don’t need to know! Just know someone wants you dead."

Poison Wasp licked his lips and smirked, "Heard you’re an A-class fighter? I’ve never killed an A-class in my life; wonder if my poison needle can pierce your throat?"

His tone chilling, leisurely shaking the steel needle in his hand, a malevolent aura emanating from him.

"I think not! But... it can pierce yours."

Ye Xuan’s smile appeared, yet it was cold, chilling to the bone, filled with murderous intent.

Saying this made one thing clear — today he would wreak havoc!

As his words fell, Ye Xuan flicked his right foot and locked the iron door from inside. No one in this warehouse was escaping.

As for the consequences, Ye Xuan wouldn’t consider them; losing people meant little to him, confident that Dragon Soul, the Third-Level Captain, could handle it.

Ye Xuan’s arms jerked suddenly with force! The two men holding his arms immediately screamed.

Crack!

Their arms broke with a clear snapping sound, like the breaking of matchsticks.

Immediately, forehead to forehead, a loud "bang" as they collided.

Their skulls fractured and caved in, sprawling motionless, dead beyond doubt!

Having disposed of them, Ye Xuan’s figure flashed, charging forward like a fierce humanoid beast, striking the man in front of him.

Bang.

The man was sent flying, his chest caving in as blood spewed from his mouth, catapulting backward like trash.

After landing, his bones were disassembled, turning him into a limp mess as if he’d been run over by a truck on the spot, his bones piercing through the skin.

He lay on the ground, resembling a hedgehog, looking terrifyingly eerie as crimson blood continued to flow!

One man was directly hit to death!

Having dealt with these three people, Ye Xuan’s figure didn’t stop, and he vanished from his spot, rushing toward the position of Poison Bee.

"Hehe, an A-class warrior, indeed impressive! Just the right person to test my Poison Needle."

Poison Bee’s gaze was sinister, revealing a chilling smile as he licked the Poison Needle in his hand with his tongue, completely indifferent to the death of the three men.

The next moment, he grabbed a handful of powder from the cloth bag at his waist and tossed it into the air, enveloping himself in it.

This powder was colorless and odorless yet contained intense poison, causing everyone nearby to turn pale and retreat.

Poison Bee’s face showed a perverse pleasure; this Poison Powder was a Death Sentence for others but served as the most powerful defense and a deadly weapon for him.

Swish!

Ye Xuan, without slowing down, charged into the range covered by the Poison Powder, closing in on Poison Bee.

In the blink of an eye, he was three meters in front of Poison Bee.

His fist, fast as lightning, thrust forward!

"Kid, use your blood to pay homage to me."

Poison Bee sneered sinisterly, swiftly dodging the attack. The Poison Needle in his hand shimmered with a chilling cold light as he swung it at Ye Xuan.

Shik!

The sound of the Poison Needle piercing flesh.

However, it wasn’t Ye Xuan who was struck, but it plunged directly into Poison Bee’s throat.

"Kid, my Poison Powder... why doesn’t it work on you..."

Poison Bee’s eyes widened in disbelief.

"That question, God will answer you."

Ye Xuan’s expression was cold, his right fist viciously striking, and he pounded it on Poison Bee’s temple.

The massive force contorted half of his face, sending his body flying before ultimately crashing against the steel-reinforced concrete wall.

Thud!

Poison Bee’s lips turned black, his face purplish, and by the time he hit the ground, he had succumbed to the poison, killed by his own Poison Needle!

Zoom!

Inside the dark warehouse, a slight sound emerged, seeming extraordinarily eerie.

Ye Xuan reacted swiftly, his figure sharply darting to the side, shifting half a step away.

At the same time, he reached out and grabbed the blue figure that tried to escape from the spot where he stood, catching it in his hand.

Soon, the figure revealed itself to be a small snake!

The small snake, grasped by Ye Xuan, bared its teeth and hissed, its two red-eyed points glaring sinisterly as it bit toward the back of Ye Xuan’s hand.

"Green bamboo snake, I told you, you’d end up a dead snake!"

Ye Xuan’s words were indifferent as he directly tore the small green snake into two pieces, separating head from body.

"Don’t!"

A cry of despair came from not far away.

Swoosh!

In an instant, Ye Xuan appeared in front of the man associated with the green snake, grasping his throat and stuffing the torn snake into his mouth.

Ergh...

The man’s eyes widened, his mouth bulging like a toad, his face covered in expressions of agony and immense fear.

"You... you’re not an A-class warrior, you are..."

He couldn’t finish his sentence!

Thud!

His face turned black, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he died from poisoning, ending his life.

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