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Chapter 232 - 232 229 Just a Bug Happy National Day
232: Chapter 229: Just a Bug (Happy National Day) 232: Chapter 229: Just a Bug (Happy National Day) “Amu, what’s wrong with you!!!”
“What did you do to him, huh!!!”
Ali took a swift step and came up to the side of the black-clad man whose arm was severed, shouting at the old man.
“Hehe, a mere antlike human, thinking he’s something great just because he’s a mercenary.”
“If it weren’t for the mercy of our young master today, he’d have been sent to see the Sun God long ago.”
“You should be thanking me instead.”
The old man waved his black and white sleeve and spoke coldly, as if he were a saint high above, saving all beings.
“Boss Su, have you made up your mind yet?”
“Do you want the medicine or your life?
No one has ever left our Orochi Shrine unscathed.”
Yamamoto Qinan toyed with the long nails of his other hand, his eyes flickering with snake-like shadows, speaking playfully.
“Sigh~~~~”
“Ximeng, bring Life One over.
I hope you will keep your word.”
“Release us immediately after we give it to you!”
Su Tong sighed.
The richest man in Huaxia was ultimately just a mortal without the strength to truss a chicken.
How could he compete with these cultivators?
“Boss…..”
Xiao Hu beside him couldn’t help but speak to dissuade him, but before he could finish, he swallowed the rest of his words because he felt an invisible knife at his neck, ready to take his life at any moment.
“Dad, you absolutely can’t give it to them.
This is the most important thing in your life.”
“I don’t agree.”
Su Ximeng hugged Life One tightly, stubbornly looking at Su Tong.
“Ximeng, be obedient.
Give it to me.
We can still make another one.”
A hint of unwillingness flashed in Su Tong’s eyes.
He had planned meticulously for over a decade, finally awaiting the opportunity of the Heavenly Pride Competition, spending a lot of money to buy the last ingredient from a martial cultivator.
Just when he was about to succeed, the Orochi Shrine emerged like a mantis stalking a cicada.
“This little girl looks very pretty!”
“I suppose you are Boss Su’s precious daughter Su Ximeng.
You truly live up to your reputation!”
“Let’s get to know each other, shall we!”
Yamamoto Qinan’s eyes exhibited the look of a woman jealous of another woman.
In a blink, he walked up with a smile, wanting to shake hands with Su Ximeng.
His eyes flickered with a sinister shadow, as if there was an unspeakable purpose on Su Ximeng.
Or something extraordinary was attracting him, making his steps quicker.
The old man in the Yin Yang Robe hadn’t noticed Su Ximeng, who was blocked by Su Tong and his men.
Now that Su Ximeng emerged, the old man’s eyes lit up as if he had seen a priceless treasure.
“Young Master Yamamoto, there’s no need for this.
My daughter is shy and not used to interacting with strangers.”
“I’ll give you the formula and the medicine soon.
Just arrange for us to leave quickly!!”
Su Tong sidestepped and stood in front of Yamamoto Qinan with a smile.
“No problem, Boss Su.
Our Orochi Shrine has always treated good friends very graciously.
Once we get it, you can leave immediately.”
“But for now, I have another condition…”
Yamamoto Qinan was a bit annoyed by Su Tong’s obstruction but still spoke with a smile.
“May I ask what the other condition is, Young Master Yamamoto?”
Seeing Yamamoto Qinan’s gaze on his daughter, Su Tong knew something was wrong.
He quickly signaled to Ali and the others.
They gripped their guns, fingers on triggers, ready to act.
“That is…”
“Her!!”
“Staying at the Orochi Shrine!!”
Yamamoto Qinan, unhurried and calm, pointed at Su Ximeng.
“That is absolutely impossible.
Young Master Yamamoto, change your request.
As long as it’s reasonable, I, Su Tong, will risk my life to meet it.”
Su Tong got excited instantly, righteously rejecting without any room for negotiation.
“Then, I’ll take your lives.”
“Priest, don’t let that woman get away.
She’s the best offering we’ve had in centuries.”
Yamamoto Qinan sneered, taking three steps back, and addressed the old man in the Yin Yang Robe beside him.
“Yes, Young Master.”
At this moment, the old man spoke in standard Japanese, his gaze ruthless like looking at ants.
The other members of Orochi Shrine looked at Su Tong as if he were already dead, sneering.
“Ali, kill them!!!!”
“Bang bang bang~~~~”
“Tat tat tat tat~~~”
Su Tong pulled out an exquisite silver pistol from his waist and shouted at Ali.
In an instant, the sound of machine gun fire shook the sky.
Dozens of well-trained mercenaries fired incessantly.
The recoil couldn’t budge them an inch, showing their immense strength.
Smoke and dust filled the air.
The Orochi Shrine headquarters, already in a dark, dirty corner with some disgusting snake skins on the ground, was bombarded with bullets.
If it were ordinary people, they’d be riddled like sieves by now.
“Ali, finish the fight quickly.
Someone get to the plane.”
“Hurry!!!”
Su Tong ran to Su Ximeng’s side, shouting at the valiant Ali with his silver pistol firing continuously, his hand steady.
Ye Tian also held a gun, given by Su Tong earlier.
He glanced at Su Tong appreciatively, thinking, ‘No wonder he’s the richest man in Huaxia, with great composure and decisiveness.’ Though Ye Tian shook his head, looking towards Yamamoto Qinan with a devilish smile, murmuring, “The path of soul manipulation seems interesting.
Let’s have fun, little insects.”
“Phew phew~~~~”
Some mercenaries’ hands were trembling with fatigue, bullets running low, and they stopped shooting, exchanging smiles, thinking they had won.
They reacted quickly, attacking before the old man could strike.
“Ali, how’s it going!!”
Su Tong stopped and yelled towards him.
Ali turned his head, giving a confident victorious smile, thumbs up.
But as he turned, he looked like he saw a ghost, as did every member of the Mad Blade Mercenary Group.
“Th-this is impossible!!”
One black-clad mercenary shouted in disbelief.
The smoke and dust cleared, Su Tong and his men were all dumbfounded, staring ahead, stunned.
As the smoke cleared, they couldn’t believe their eyes.
They saw countless bullets scattered on the ground, and Yamamoto Qinan and his men were unscathed, smiling at them, terrifyingly chilling.
“Boss Su, quite a show.
You’ve spent nearly a hundred million on this round of shooting.”
“But now, it’s our turn!”
Yamamoto Qinan spoke coldly, with a sense of pity, like Su Tong was already a dead man.
“Ali, rocket launcher, all bullets, hurry, or we’ll all die.”
Xiao Hu expected this.
As a Yellow-grade Martial Artist, he had seen truly powerful martial artists who were invulnerable to blades and guns, maybe even nuclear weapons couldn’t kill them.
Ali and his men turned, the big strong man at the back fired a rocket with a loud bang, shooting like a meteor.
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