The Supreme Wild Young Master
Chapter 559: No Headquarters?_1

Chapter 559: Chapter 559: No Headquarters?_1

South Africa, a certain city, the front of a certain hotel.

At this moment, the lights are bright, and many people are gathered at the entrance, almost blocking the doorway entirely.

Chris stands in the forefront with his hands folded behind his back, his face sullen. His hawk-like gaze scans the surroundings incessantly.

Having already lost several high-ranking Innate masters, he dares not let his men roam freely outside. It can’t be helped, the enemy’s strength is not weak too; taking down a few Innate masters is as easy as drinking water for them.

"What are they doing?"

In the business car, Yao Rao asks with her eyebrows slightly furrowed: "Why are they all crowding at the door?"

"They should be waiting for someone."

Zhang Xian laughs: "We’ve killed their four high-ranking Innate masters. He already got the message by now and is waiting for those Innate masters come."

"Should we go and attack them directly?" Mickey asks.

Amond leans in closer and says, "There are only three grandmasters among them right now. Once other high-ranking Innate masters arrive, our burden will increase. It makes more sense to act immediately."

"Under these circumstances, we must certainly act directly."

Zhang Xian smiles and says, "Let’s split up! Chris is handled by me and Blood Soul, while Amond and Mickey are to take on the other two grandmasters. The rest of you will provide support."

"Okay..." Mickey and Amond nod in agreement.

Yao Rao, Sen Tu, and Big Bear also find no objection. This arrangement is indeed optimal.

However, Sen Tu, Big Bear, Mickey, and Amond don’t have much confidence in Blood Soul. Chris is quite powerful, so if Blood Soul is not up to the task, Zhang Xian will be overwhelmed.

"Let’s go, we’re getting out of the vehicle."

Zhang Xian is the first to open the car door and step out.

Blood Soul follows closely, standing at Zhang Xian’s side, his gaze fixated on Chris.

His senses are stronger than most people’s. His gut tells him that the man standing in the front is the strongest one, and will also be his opponent.

One by one, Yao Rao and the others step out from the vehicle. Only Wang Feng remains seated in the car.

No choice. Being an Evil Cultivator, he excels in controlling things. Without a powerful object under his control, he wouldn’t even have postnatal strength. He is a threat to the fight at this magnitude, he’s in danger even as a spectator.

"Young man..."

Chris turns his head. Upon seeing Zhang Xian and the others, his eyes bulge with anger.

However, a smile soon blooms on his face.

He had been looking for this group all along. Instead, they’ve come to him willingly, saving him the trouble.

The black grandmaster and another Grandmaster-level expert also sneer coldly. They’re quite foolish, still daring to swagger at this critical juncture.

"Old man, we meet again."

Zhang Xian walks to a point not far from Chris, sneering coldly, "Ready to meet your maker?"

"Haha..."

Chris lets out a big laugh, retorting, "Kid, are you talking to me? If I remember correctly, some people were running around like a dog that lost its home last time, weren’t they?"

"That’s normal, considering you’re so old." Zhang Xian said, "If I were your age, taking you down would be as simple as crushing an ant."

Chris is livid but couldn’t find a way to retort.

The kid indeed has extraordinary talent. He is only in his twenties, but he already possesses the strength of the grandmaster realm.

For this reason, he must seize the opportunity to kill Zhang Xian. He must be eliminated. If Zhang Xian grows further, nobody knows just how powerful he will become.

"Come on!"

Zhang Xian assumes his stance, "This time next year will be your death anniversary, Chris. But, I’m not sure if I’ll be free to visit you. Apologies."

"You..." Chris is absolutely fuming.

Just then, a shadow suddenly speeds towards Chris, at a breakneck pace.

"Fast..."

Mickey, Amond, Sen Tu, Big Bear, all four of them are taken aback.

The guy wearing the mask is incredibly strong, almost on par with a grandmaster. Why are all the people around Zhang Xian so formidable?

"This guy..." Chris is also taken aback by Blood Soul’s speed.

He is a grandmaster-level powerhouse, though, and he doesn’t take Blood Soul seriously, not even with Zhang Xian on his side. His victory is secure.

The figure in front of him can only match a grandmaster in speed, but falls short compared to him. Not worth worrying about.

"You’re in trouble."

Zhang Xian sneers coldly and follows closely behind Blood Soul.

Upon seeing Zhang Xian and Blood Soul make a move, Yao Rao, Sen Tu, Big Bear, Mickey, and Amond also rush out, heading straight for the other two grandmaster-level warriors.

"Hmph..."

Instead of retreating, Chris charges toward Blood Soul.

In his eyes, the other party is merely at the peak of the Innate realm. They dared to take the initiative to attack, which is simply courting death.

Although Innate realm and Grandmaster realm are just one realm apart, the difference in strength is not small. Moreover, he has been in the Grandmaster realm for nearly twenty years, making his power terrifying.

Blood Soul doesn’t back down, raising his power to its limit and throwing a punch.

"Boom..."

The fists collided mid-air, each challenging the other with its own force.

"What’s going on?"

The moment their fists met, the composed expression on Chris’s face abruptly disappeared, replaced by shock. The other’s fist, unexpectedly, contained a terrifying force.

This strength was beyond what the Peak Innate Realm could unleash. The guy in front of him also possessed the power of the Grandmaster Realm.

"Time to die!" Zhang Xian immediately followed up with a punch to Chris’s chest.

Chris was blown back by the Blood Soul, in a state of self-defense. Unable to react, he was sent flying by Zhang Xian’s punch, spraying several mouthfuls of fresh blood as he hit the ground.

"Roar..."

After stabilising, the Blood Soul charged again.

Chris’s eyes flashed a hint of gloom. He quickly bounced up, spun around, and moved to the side.

"Think you can dodge?"

Zhang Xian seemed to know which way Chris would dodge. He charged and unleashed another punch.

"Thump..."

Chris was sent flying once more, crashing into a pillar behind him.

Initially underestimating his adversaries, he was now under the joint assault of Zhang Xian and the Blood Soul. The fight had barely begun and he was already severely injured and his power significantly weakened.

He scanned the area then suddenly rushed in one direction. After hitting two middle-aged men toward Zhang Xian and the Blood Soul, he raced into the hotel.

"Chase..."

Zhang Xian and the Blood Soul dodged the two men and chased after him.

"Ding..."

The elevator arrived just in time, and someone came out of it.

Seeing this, a smile crossed Chris’s face. He rushed into the elevator, threw the person inside out, and hit the close button.

"Damn it..."

By the time Zhang Xian and the Blood Soul reached the elevator, the doors were already closed.

The Blood Soul hesitated before obliterating the elevator’s control panel with a punch.

"Up there..."

Zhang Xian scanned the area, spotted the stairs, and swiftly ran up.

When he got to the second floor and saw the stopped elevator without Chris in sight, he punched the wall in frustration. The previously smooth wall now had a large hole.

Chris was cunning enough to know they’d destroy the elevator, so he disembarked at the second floor.

"Roar..."

The Blood Soul looked at Zhang Xian and growled low.

"Go downstairs! Finish off those two guys outside." After taking a deep breath, Zhang Xian turned to head downstairs.

The Blood Soul nodded and followed.

...

The battle outside the door continued.

Amond and Mickey were no weaker than the two grandmaster-level fighters from the Word of God. With the help of Yao Rao, Sen Tu, and Big Bear, they had the upper hand.

The black grandmaster and the other grandmaster fighter struggled against the four. They lost their confidence upon Chris’s escape, their formation becoming increasingly unsteady. They had no chance to fight back and were wounded in several places.

"Roar..."

A figure dashed out from the hotel, charging straight toward the black grandmaster.

"Though we didn’t capture Chris, killing you guys is also a reasonable outcome." Zhang Xian also rushed out.

Before the combined attack of four grandmaster fighters, the two grandmasters from the Word of God felt an increased pressure. They fell under control in fewer than ten moves, got severely injured by Amond and Mickey, and were chucked onto the ground.

Looking at Zhang Xian and others, the faces of the two grandmaster fighters turned ashy-gray. They knew they wouldn’t survive this.

Right now they cursed Chris and his ancestors for abandoning them to escape.

"Load them on the car." Zhang Xian turned towards a business car parked not far away.

Amond and Mickey each grabbed a grandmaster from the Word of God.

At this point, these two were like spent arrows, their limbs crippled. No matter how strong they were, they wouldn’t be able to make a ripple.

"Let’s talk about the Word of God."

Zhang Xian said: "I’ll make it clear to you; you don’t stand a chance of survival. But, I can offer you a quick death. You must’ve had a taste of my methods, that hand was just the tip of the iceberg, I know many more ways to torture."

"What do you want to know?" asked the black grandmaster.

Zhang Xian replied, "What exactly is the Word of God as an organization? Who is the leader and where is the headquarters?"

"We don’t know who the leader is. There are fewer than ten people in our organization who know his identity," the black grandmaster replied: "And we, the Word of God, don’t have a headquarters."

Zhang Xian’s face turned cold, he said, "You’re a grandmaster-level fighter, and you don’t know who the leader is? Your organization is so big, and there’s no headquarters?"

"You’re underestimating our leader," the black grandmaster sneered. "Yes, we are grandmasters, but in front of the leader, we are nothing. You can never imagine how powerful our leader is. Let me remind you, it is not a wise choice to go against the Word of God."

"And about headquarters. Who said the Word of God must have a headquarters? Our leader appears and disappears unpredictably. There are people in charge for any issues. Why reveal ourselves by establishing a headquarters? That’s a stupid act which we, the Word of God, scorn. You won’t find any headquarters, haha..."