The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 540: The Base of God’s Prophecy_1

Chapter 540: Chapter 540: The Base of God’s Prophecy_1

Inside a grand mansion in Luo San Chicken, two middle-aged men were leisurely sitting on the sofa in the living room, puffing on their cigarettes, engaged in casual conversation. The atmosphere was harmonious.

The man sat near the window, dressed in a black suit. He let out a laugh, picked up a glass of wine from the coffee table and said, "Spike, here’s a toast to our successful partnership."

"Haha, cheers." Spike responded and raised his glass, laughing heartily.

The man took a small sip and said, "With our divine representatives backing us, you have nothing to worry about. Luo San Chicken will be under your control. Anyone who dares to object will face a harsh retaliation. This world will be ours to share, and we will become its rulers."

Spike laughed delightedly. "Indeed, I’ve already witnessed the power of your divine representatives. I now have complete control over Luo San Chicken, all thanks to your assistance. Without it, I would still be in the midst of a heated battle with the other two gangs with no clear winner in sight."

"Haha..." The man laughed heartily. "This is just the beginning. Your territory will continue to expand."

"Right..." Spike nodded, "When the time comes, I will be counting on you, brother."

The man took a puff from his cigarette, revealing a cryptic smile.

"Boss..." Suddenly, a burly man ran in. "Someone has broken into our territory. Our brothers can’t hold them back."

Spike asked after a moment of shock, "Who dares to challenge the Thunder Gang now? Are they seeking death?"

"I...I don’t know." The muscles man appeared frightened. "There’re only two of them outside, a man and a woman. Our brothers are being beaten without the power to retaliate."

Spike gasped, "What? There are only two of them?"

The muscular man nodded, "Just two of them, incredibly powerful. Moreover, the woman hasn’t even made a move, only the man."

"Damn it..."

Spike hesitated for a moment and then ordered, "Call for backup, I’ll go out and see."

The muscular man nodded and pulled out his phone.

"Brother, I’ll go out and check." After glancing at the man in the suit, Spike waved his hand and walked out with the two silent men clad in black from the corner.

Thunder Gang was now the dominant force in Luo San Chicken’s underworld, yet someone dared to pick a fight at their doorstep. They seriously needed to be taught a lesson.

The man in the suit hesitated for a moment but didn’t follow. Instead, he quietly sneaked out of the back door.

For two people to dare to break in, they surely have substantial strength. There were experts among the divine representatives. If any powerful figure indeed showed up, staying would only mean death.

Outside of the villa, a fight was taking place on the lawn.

Zhang Xian’s Spiritual Energy was constantly striking down the henchmen who charged towards him, instantly robbing them of their life, despite the fact they held guns in their hands.

"Amazing! Just this guy alone is enough to annihilate the Thunder Gang."

Leng Shuang’er followed behind, surprised. She had known Zhang Xian for some time, but every time he made a move, she was shocked. Even now, after seeing Zhang Xian in action for several times, she still couldn’t gauge how powerful he was. Unquestionably, this guy was definitely a freak.

"Pfft....pfft....pfft...." Spiritual Energy was swirling and swiftly slashing through the men. Those who had just come running out hadn’t had a chance to grasp the situation before they were cruelly stripped of their lives by the surreal energy.

"Bastard..." Suddenly, a roar of anger rang out. Spike charged out with two men in black, his face pale and furious.

In just such a short period of time, almost all of his personal guards were killed. Filled with both horror and rage, Spike realized these people were his trusted confidants.

"Are you the gang leader of Thunder Gang?" Zhang Xian looked at Spike.

"Yes." Spike said with a stern face, "Who are you? We don’t seem to know each other? Why are you killing my men?"

Zhang Xian sneered coldly, "Do we need a reason to kill you? Didn’t you show any mercy when you killed my friends?"

"Your friends? What do you mean?" Spike frowned.

When he noticed Leng Shuang’er next to Zhang Xian and recognized her, Spike suddenly remembered something. Wasn’t this the same girl who suddenly appeared at their meeting with the Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization last time? At that time, they weren’t able to catch her. Now, she dared to bring someone to attack their headquarters."

Leng Shuang’er let out a cold laugh. "You really have a bad memory. You’ve already forgotten something that just happened a few days ago?"

"So, it’s you." The complexion on Spike’s face changed. He had underestimated the girl’s abilities. Now, the Thunder Gang seemed to be in a tight spot.

The guards around the villa were his trusted men and they had decent abilities. Not only did they fail to injure the enemies but a large number of them were also killed. Clearly, the enemies were extremely powerful.

After a moment of hesitation, he said to Zhang Xian, "Brother, is there a misunderstanding between us? Why don’t we sit down and talk?"

"If you can beat us, you can kill us. If you can’t, there’s a misunderstanding. Do you think I would listen to your nonsense?" Zhang Xian sneered, "If I’m not mistaken, you have ties with the divine representatives, right? They arranged a meeting for you with the Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization, which is why you could unify the underworld of Luo San Chicken, isn’t that correct?"

Spike kept silent with frowned eyebrows.

Indeed, the reason he was able to unify the underworld force of Luo San Chicken was due to the divine representative and the help from Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization.

"Now, you’re on a one-way street to death. It’s up to you how you want to die."

Zhang Xian coldly glared at Spike, saying, "If you give me some valuable information about the God’s Spokesperson, maybe I’d be in a good mood and give you a quick death."

Spike merely smiled coldly, turning to dart towards the villa. "Killing me won’t be that easy."

Two men in black flanked Spike, covering his escape.

"Still struggling futilely?" Zhang Xian smirked, releasing several strikes of Spiritual Energy from his raised hand.

The two men in black who were holding off Zhang Xian sensed something, and tried to dodge. However, their legs were severed by a powerful force before they could make a move.

"Bang..."

The two men in black threw themselves forward almost simultaneously, falling flat on the ground.

Spike’s face became ashen, "How...how is this possible?"

Coming to his senses, he glanced at Zhang Xian in terror before turning to sprint towards the villa. If he could just make it inside, he would have a chance at surviving.

However, just as he began running, his right leg was sliced off by an unseen force, his plans quickly unravelling before his eyes.

"Bang..."

With no support, Spike crashed to the ground, waves of searing pain emanating from his severed right leg and intensifying with each passing moment.

"No...this...this can’t be possible..."

Spike squirmed in anguish, unable to accept the reality that had just transpired. How in the world could that kid behind him have such a peculiar method of killing?

"You’ve still got one leg left, you can still run." Zhang Xian laughed.

Spike clenched his teeth, discarding any thought of escape. Even with two legs he hadn’t managed to outrun that freak. What chance did he stand with one?

"Not going to run?"

After waiting for a while and seeing Spike show no intention of running, Zhang Xian squatted down and said, "Seeing as you’ve chosen to behave, let’s have a little chat. If you cooperate well, I’ll grant you a swift death. If not, I’ll ensure your death is filled with endless pain. If you don’t believe me, have a taste of that pain first."

Spike turned his head, asking, "What do you want me to do?"

Zhang Xian stated, "Simple. You’re a partner of the God’s Spokesperson, so you should know some things about them. All you have to do is tell me what you know."

Spike replied, "Since you know I only cooperated with the God’s Spokesperson, you should know that there’s no way I could know anything."

"Oh, is that so?"

Zhang Xian continued, "What you’re saying is, keeping you alive serves me no purpose. In that case, I can’t grant you an easy death. I’ll have to make you suffer."

"No...don’t..." Spike quickly interjected. "I can take you to a certain place."

Zhang Xian inquired, "What place?"

"When the God’s Spokesperson first tried to recruit me, they took me to a place. A place I believe you would be very interested in," replied Spike.

Zhang Xian warned, "Be more specific, don’t think you can trick me so easily."

"It’s an island."

Spike added, "On the island is a base belonging to the God’s Spokesperson, and they have a plethora of advanced weapons there."

"A base, huh?"

After a moment’s contemplation, Zhang Xian instructed, "Take me there."

"Okay...we can go anytime." Spike agreed without hesitation.

Zhang Xian laughed, "Very well. Let’s go now. I’m not afraid of any tricks you may try to play, because if you do, you’ll suffer even more. What a waste, right?"

Spike frowned, then promptly dialed a number on his phone, instructing someone to ready a yacht.

"You’re really going?" Leng Shuang’er asked with a furrowed brow.

Zhang Xian nodded, "No venture, no gain. And besides, I doubt that lot can do much to me."

"What about me?" asked Leng Shuang’er.

Zhang Xian responded, "Your problem’s already taken care of, why are you asking me? You’re in control of your own life. You can do whatever you want, as long as you don’t cause me any trouble."

Leng Shuang’er frowned, "I still don’t know where I want to go, so I guess I’ll just follow you for now!"

Zhang Xian gave a bitter smile, "Sis, I’m not going on a joyride. There’s quite a bit of danger involved in following me, and you never know when things might go south."

Leng Shuang’er said firmly, "I trust you."

"Alright then!"

Zhang Xian scratched his nose, "Considering what you’ve said, it’d be hard to refuse. Okay, I’ll give you a chance to witness unlimited suaveness."

Upon hearing this, Leng Shuang’er was at a loss for words. Was this guy mentally challenged or was he missing a few brain cells? At such a critical juncture, he still found time to crack jokes?