Urban Miracle Doctor
Chapter 208 - 208 208 Killing One Every Ten Steps

208: Chapter 208 Killing One Every Ten Steps 208: Chapter 208 Killing One Every Ten Steps After pulling out the Fish Intestine Sword, Qin Han stabbed the remaining few guards several times.

As Xiao Feng watched in astonishment, Qin Han slowly stood up, put his hands behind his back, and just stood there quietly.

Xiao Feng looked at the bodies sprawled on the ground and whistled in amazement.

This Mr.

Qin killed without even blinking an eye, treating life with even more indifference than old Yang did.

Could Mr.

Qin have been a murderous demon in the past?

However, these were thoughts that Xiao Feng could only entertain internally, never voicing them out loud.

He looked at Qin Han with some surprise and asked, “Sir, shouldn’t we be going up now?”

“Wait!”

“Wait?!” Xiao Feng said, startled, and then asked, “Wait for whom?”

As if in response to Xiao Feng’s question, a large number of soldiers from the Land of the Rising Sun suddenly emerged from every corner of the first-floor lobby, brandishing their guns and surrounding their position.

“Damn.” Xiao Feng couldn’t help but curse.

He was about to draw his gun when he saw that Qin Han’s hands were already open, revealing a bunch of silver needles.

Immediately, Qin Han’s hands danced, and a series of “thwack, thwack, thwack” sounds echoed through the hall.

The soldiers from the Land of the Rising Sun, who had just been running, were falling to the ground one after the other.

Xiao Feng looked closely and noticed a silver needle embedded in each person’s forehead.

“They were a bit slow this time,” Qin Han remarked leisurely, and then waved to Xiao Feng, heading towards the elevator.

By now, Xiao Feng felt that his presence with Qin Han was superfluous; perhaps Qin Han only wanted someone to take care of old Yang.

Otherwise, he doubted even he would have been brought along.

He had carried out hundreds, if not a thousand tasks, and it seemed this was the easiest one yet; he had not even had to draw his gun…

But Xiao Feng had not seen the serious expression that had started to form on Qin Han’s face as he walked ahead.

The guards in the hall were just ordinary soldiers; the real challenge awaited on the twenty-third floor.

In the elevator, Xiao Feng couldn’t help but ask, “Mr.

Qin, did you use to kill people often?”

Qin Han didn’t say a word, only glanced at Xiao Feng indifferently.

Seeing Qin Han’s look, Xiao Feng shivered with fear, realizing he had asked too much, and promptly fell silent again.

When the elevator doors opened, the first thing that struck Xiao Feng’s eyes was a dense crowd of innumerable ninjas waiting in front of the elevator, led by the same bearded man from the interrogation room.

“Unexpectedly, the Dragon Country still hasn’t given up.

Speak up, where are the others?” the bearded man said confidently, as if Qin Han and Xiao Feng were already within his grasp.

“Watch my moves carefully, and whether you can learn anything will depend on your perceptiveness!”

No sooner had the words left his lips than Qin Han, with the Fish Intestine Sword in hand, stepped out of the elevator.

As he charged into the crowd of ninjas, sounds of bodies hitting the floor and cries of shock immediately followed.

“Damn it, kill them!” the bearded man urgently fell back, giving orders.

Though Qin Han’s strides were not large, every step he took resulted in a ninja collapsing at his feet.

Despite the ninjas’ valiant resistance, with an array of darts and stealth techniques like stars in the night sky lashing at Qin Han, they were all in vain in the face of his overwhelming power.

A few ninjas managed to barely draw their katanas with the time bought by others, but upon clashing with the Fish Intestine Sword, they instantaneously turned into heaps of scrap metal.

In just a moment, the ninjas outside the elevator were all slaughtered by Qin Han, leaving the trembling Wei Sanhu standing there, staring at Qin Han as if he had seen a ghost in the night.

“You are a demon, you…

you’re not human!”

Xiao Feng had been watching Qin Han’s graceful movements from the beginning to the end, which involuntarily reminded him of a line of poetry.

“Ten steps, one kill, no trace for a thousand miles!”

Qin Han suddenly felt something unexpected, everything was going too smoothly.

The highest-level ninja blocking the elevator was only a mid-level one.

The strength of the Cherry Blossom Society was definitely not this weak.

He knew that the society’s Four Kings were all martial artists at the pinnacle of martial arts, yet none had appeared where they were holding Yang Zhentian captive!

This isn’t right!

After carefully observing the surroundings and confirming that there were no more living people, he decided to go with the flow.

Even if there were traps, he didn’t care.

He was merely curious.

Qin Han turned his head to look at Xiao Feng and said indifferently, “This man is yours to handle.

Get the whereabouts of Mr.

Tang from him quickly.

I have other matters to attend to at home.” His calm manner of speaking was as though he was not the one who had just done the killing, and the casual tone in his voice revealed powerful confidence.

It was as if visiting the Cherry Blossom Society was as easy as paying a casual visit to a neighbor, and the mention of having matters at home implied that he didn’t take this martial arts organization of the Land of the Rising Sun seriously at all.

Wei Sanhu did display the stoic spirit of the Yamato nation, remaining silent about Yang’s location under Xiao Feng’s interrogation until Xiao Feng took a set of surgical knives from his backpack and started leaving cuts on his body.

Only then did he divulge where Yang Zhentian was being held.

When Qin Han and Xiao Feng arrived at the place where Yang Zhentian was imprisoned, they were stunned by the sight before them.

The place where Yang Zhentian was held was a huge cell, but calling it a cell would be mistaken—it was more of a laboratory.

In the middle of the laboratory, surrounded by various research equipment, several short old men with white hair were busy operating, and around the perimeter of the lab were cells separated by high-grade steel bars.

The people inside were like lambs awaiting slaughter, and Yang Zhentian was inside one of them.

However, it was not just Yang Zhentian who was imprisoned here; each cage contained one person, some with black hair and white eyes, others with blond hair and blue eyes, representing almost every nationality.

In the corner of the laboratory, there were ten cylindrical glass tanks filled with an unidentified liquid, in which soaked a multitude of monsters.

Why call them monsters?

Because some had grown four arms, others had four legs; in short, human forms had been altered with additional parts that sent shivers down the spine of onlookers.

Human bodies, animal heads…

Animal bodies, human heads…

“They’re actually researching genetic fusion!

This is international banned!” Xiao Feng couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Who are you people, how did you come here, get out!” an elder in a white lab coat shouted as he pointed at the two men.

“Pfft!”

The elder remained in his pointing posture, collapsing to the ground with a silver needle lodged in his forehead without surprise.

“Find Mr.

Yang!” Qin Han said sternly.

Then he swiftly and efficiently killed everyone in the lab and began to check the experimental data on the computers.

When Xiao Feng saw Yang Zhentian, he nearly burst into tears.

By that time, Yang Zhentian had already fallen unconscious in the cell, his body covered in scars, with pieces of flesh crudely sliced away in places.

His ashen face made this once formidable elder seem on the brink of death.

Xiao Feng struck the cell door with his palm, but it did not open.

In a hurry, he turned back and called out, “Sir, the cell door!”