The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 558 Thunder Strike_1

Chapter 558: Chapter 558 Thunder Strike_1

South Africa, a certain city, atop a certain hotel.

Chris sat on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine, his old face draped with gloom.

The black grandmaster and another grandmaster sat on the sofa, silent. The two unsuccessful assassination attempts had left them particularly irate.

"Have all the remnants of DK and Death Scythe been cleared now?" Chris asked.

The black grandmaster nodded, "Yes, everything has been cleaned up. Those who pledged allegiance have basically aligned with us. From now on, there will be no DK and Death Scythe."

"Very good!"

After Chris nodded, he sneered coldly, "I reckon those guys will intensify their revenge against us. Tell everyone to heighten their guard and let me know immediately if they spot any activity of theirs. Next time, I will not let them escape, I want them to pay a heavy price for their stupidity."

The black grandmaster and another master-level expert started laughing coldly.

No matter what, they were in a superior position. Their opponents were nothing but rats, unable to stir up any real trouble.

...

South Africa, a certain city, outside an airport.

In a van, Zhang Xian, Yao Rao, Mickey, and Amond were chatting idly.

After a while, two figures emerged from the airport.

Zhang Xian laughed and got out of the van, waving to the two apprehensive figures not far away.

"Brother Zhang..."

The figures were none other than Wang Feng and Blood Soul.

Upon seeing Zhang Xian, Wang Feng immediately walked over with Blood Soul.

"How does it feel?" Zhang Xian asked with a smile.

Wang Feng laughed, "A bit strange, I guess! After all, there’s a time difference, unlike this guy Blood Soul, who doesn’t need to sleep at all year round."

Blood Soul was the same as always, dressed all in black casual clothes and wearing a black mask. Standing still, he was as motionless as a javelin embedded in the ground.

"Get in the car first."

After getting into the driver’s seat, Zhang Xian turned and said, "We’ll get down to business after dinner."

Wang Feng laughed and got into the van with Blood Soul.

"Brother Feng." Yao Rao greeted with a laugh.

Wang Feng turned his head and said, "Yao Rao, you’re here too! Not bad, you look even more beautiful than before."

"Cut it out..."

Yao Rao rolled her eyes at Wang Feng, "You say that and aren’t afraid Zhang Xian will beat you up? I know you’re no match for him."

"Cough..." Wang Feng coughed, feeling a bit awkward.

He was well aware of Zhang Xian’s strength. Even Blood Soul couldn’t defeat him, so he didn’t even consider challenging Zhang Xian.

Seeing that Wang Feng was stunned by her words and couldn’t retort, Yao Rao laughed triumphantly.

In the back seat, Mickey and Amond glanced at Wang Feng and then turned their attention to Blood Soul, looking rather astonished.

Although the man sitting motionless wearing a mask seemed unremarkable, he made them feel an unsettling aura.

As grandmaster-level experts, their mental states were far beyond ordinary people’s. But the strange figure in front of them who could affect their mental state was no ordinary being.

"Let’s eat first."

After starting the van, Zhang Xian drove in a direction, "After we’re full, we’ll go scare those guys and beat them up."

"Let’s go..."

Mickey and Amond laughed together, "It’s about time we collected some interest."

...

That night, in South Africa, a certain city, on a certain street, a van was slowly moving.

Zhang Xian looked at a map and finally parked the van in front of a hotel, got out, and walked in.

The map in his hand had been given to him by Lucy. It marked the various strongholds of the Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization. Many of them were strongholded by powerful experts.

He wasn’t interested in ordinary places; if he was going to kill, he would target the upper echelons.

"Is this the place?"

Yao Rao and the others also got out of the car and stood in front of the hotel.

The Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization’s headquarters wasn’t here, they had only recently moved in. So, even if they were familiar with each other in the past, they didn’t know where the others’ strongholds were.

"The map indicates that it’s here."

Zhang Xian put away the map and started to go inside, "Let’s go in and check. The Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization has just absorbed your forces and has not had time to regroup. They are probably disorganised and have not rooted properly. They don’t even have a real stronghold, so a hotel is the best choice for the high-ranking members."

"Welcome to Rui Long Hotel," the two greeters at the door bowed and greeted sweetly.

Zhang Xian and the others ignored them and walked straight to the front desk.

"Good evening, sir and ma’am, how can I assist you?" the receptionist at the front desk asked with a soft voice.

Zhang Xian leaned on the table, winked at the receptionist, and said with a smile, "Beauty, we’re looking for a Kang Nayin, can you tell us which room he’s in?"

"Mr. Kang Nayin is in room 808." The receptionist looked at Zhang Xian in surprise, then smiled, "Sir, do you need someone to show you the way?"

Zhang Xian shook his head and walked towards the elevator.

Mickey and the others glanced at the receptionist, frowned slightly, but didn’t say anything, just following Zhang Xian.

"What do those guys do?"

After watching Zhang Xian and the others head up, the receptionist picked up the phone and said, "Mr. Kang Nayin, there are a few people here who say they want to see you, so I’ve let them up."

...

In a room on the top floor of the Rui Long Hotel,

A middle-aged man put down his phone and changed into a sharp suit.

"Ding Dong..."

Soon, the doorbell rang.

Kang Nayin stood up, walked to the door and opened it.

Seeing a number of people standing outside, he frowned and asked, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

Zhang Xian lifted his head, with a light smile on his face, he asked, "Kang Nayin, one of the three Innate masters of the Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization, am I right?"

"You’re correct."

Kang Nayin nodded, asking, "Are you here to issue a task?"

"Kill him," Zhang Xian turned his head and said.

Upon hearing this, Kang Nayin’s face turned slightly pale. Unconsciously, he backed away, his gaze fixed on the door.

"Whoosh..."

Just then, a figure suddenly surged from behind, carrying a chilly breath, and his hand grabbed towards Kang Nayin’s throat.

"You..." Kang Nayin dodged to the side, his face full of horror.

The figure who had suddenly burst out was very fast, far superior to any Innate. He could sense a powerful force rushing towards him, far beyond his capabilities.

"Kang Nayin, didn’t expect this, did you?" said Mickey as he walked out.

Amond followed closely behind him, entering the room with a cold smirk on his face, looking at the terrified Kang Nayin.

"It’s you..." When Kang Nayin saw Mickey and Amond, he finally understood what was happening. He turned to run in a certain direction.

He knew about the recent events but hadn’t seen Zhang Xian and the others before, so he hadn’t thought about that possibility. Now seeing Mickey and Amond, how could he not know that these guys were here for revenge? Not to mention Mickey and Amond, but also the mysterious man with a mask, was definitely not someone he could handle.

"Roar..."

Blood Soul let out a low roar, his speed suddenly increased, and he rushed towards Kang Nayin.

With a strength comparable to a Grandmaster, killing an Innate master had virtually no suspense. The gap in strength and speed had reached an irreparable extent.

"Bang..."

Blood Soul smacked Kang Nayin’s back with one palm.

"Cough..."

Kang Nayin spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and had a close encounter with the wall in front of him. He bounced back, barely staying alive.

"Crack..."

Blood Soul strode forward again, snapping Kang Nayin’s neck.

"Let’s go..."

Zhang Xian turned around and walked out of the room. He pulled out a map and looked at it with a laugh, saying, "Next one."

...

Somewhere in South Africa, inside a certain hotel,

After receiving a call from his subordinate, Chris almost smashed his phone.

He had expected Zhang Xian and the others to come back for revenge and had asked his subordinates to prepare for it. However, he never expected that the guy would only target the top brass.

That’s right, only killing Innate masters.

In just the short while, he had received three calls that all three Innate masters of the Snow Dragon Mercenary Organization had been killed.

"Damn..."

The black grandmaster’s face was extremely gloomy, as if he was about to drip ink.

Killing some small fry was perhaps not a big deal, but Innate masters were prestigious figures. Losing one meant one less. If this continued, even if they completed the task, they would inevitably face punishment from the organization. The death of three Innate masters was a significant loss that they couldn’t afford to bear.

"Hurry up and call them, have everyone come here." Chris ordered with a grim face.

Initially, he thought that dispersing his forces might help him find Zhang Xian and the others more easily. Without the Innate masters, ordinary people wouldn’t be able to deal with them even if they found them.

Now, he realized that he was wrong and that he had greatly underestimated the courage of those guys. They still dared to make trouble at this critical moment.

"I’ll call them right away." The black grandmaster took out his phone.

Just then, the phone of Chris rang again. The news he received was that another Innate master had fallen. This time, it was one of the Innate masters of God’s Spokesman.

"Bastard..."

Unable to take it anymore, Chris threw his phone out in anger, and said, "Let’s go, let’s see how big a wave these guys can stir up."

The grandmaster patted the shoulder of the black grandmaster, his face filled with bitterness as he followed him out.

"No matter what you’re doing, please come over immediately."

The black grandmaster quickly followed him. As he walked, he said into the phone, "They’ve already made a move, come to us for a gathering immediately."

...

"A guy named Chris is here, isn’t he?"

A business car drove up from one direction and stopped at the entrance of a hotel. Zhang Xian poked his head out and chuckled: "Tonight, it should be very lively here."