Chapter 21: Loves Killing! Preemptive Strike Palms of Surprise! (2/5, Requesting Data)

"Hehehe, cough cough..."

After pondering for a moment, Jem suddenly burst into wild laughter, but coughed up several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his face turning even paler, the laughter sounding very unpleasant.

Suppressing the discomfort in his body, Jem revealed a grotesque smiling face, as if thinking of something amusing.

Although they had only clashed for a while, he knew very well that the other party would not let him go; after handing over the matter, he would most likely die.

But... so what?

He had long been prepared for death; if he could cause another slaughter before dying, that would be the most satisfying thing.

He had no professional ethics, possessing only a heart filled with killing intent.

The more people who accompanied him to the grave, the better!

Bulaike was not bad, this situation was also good; if both sides perished together, that would be even better!

After spitting the blood from his mouth, Jem revealed teeth stained with blood and smiled eerily, saying:

"Kid, your talent is not bad; you are the most powerful person I have ever seen. Your future achievements will surely be high, it is just a pity I couldn't kill you."

"Do you know who that shopkeeper you killed earlier was?"

"That person was the illegitimate son of the Inner Circle's Junior Elder, Bulaike."

Speaking to this point, Jem's words abruptly stopped, and he kept that grotesque smile, as if wanting to maintain this smile even after death.

Luo Ge understood; now it made sense. Indeed, there was a reason for this; this belonged to a revenge killing.

If it was the Inner Circle, sending out a Nen user made sense.

Although Luo Ge felt Jem was concealing something, one could learn some truths by inquiring more about such matters, so it was still credible.

Immediately, purple light flashed.

A sharp poison needle pierced straight through Jem's throat; as blood continued to flow out, his life force also rapidly dissipated.

Although dead, Jem still wore that terrifying smile; looking at it for a few more moments would make anyone feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, Nidoran gained a large chunk of experience points, its strength obviously rising significantly.

The experience points gained from defeating this one Nen user were more than the total Nidoran had gained over the previous days.

Indeed, fighting small monsters is still not as fast for leveling up as fighting a "boss".

Machi looked at Luo Ge, who wore a thoughtful expression, and said softly, "So, what are we doing now?"

Luo Ge gazed in the direction from which he had come.

"Wait for me a moment; I will go handle some matters. Of course, if the situation proves impossible, I will leave directly."

In a villa within the Inner Circle,

this was the residence of Junior Elder Bulaike; it could be said to be famous far and wide, and everyone around knew who lived here.

Inside the villa was an office where Bulaike would usually handle some matters, including various affairs.

It is worth mentioning that quite a few subordinates also died here, because Bulaike was moody and unpredictable; killing people was a very normal thing for him.

Precisely for this reason, Jem, as a bodyguard, was willing to stay by Bulaike's side usually.

Because by Bulaike's side, he lacked no opportunities to kill people; this was a win-win transaction.

People died frequently in Bulaike's office; this was common knowledge, yet there was another secret others did not know.

In his office, there was a secret door; passing through the secret door led to his secret collection room.

Inside were the antiques he had collected, their value quite considerable; almost every day Bulaike would go to admire his collection.

In the dim collection room, the light was faint; only an old oil lamp sat on the table, providing a sliver of faint light.

The room was so quiet that the sound of a needle dropping could be heard; in the corners everywhere were thick dark zones, without a single ray of light.

Bulaike liked a dark environment.

He felt darkness helped him think, and being a bit darker would add a hazy touch to the collection.

After a while, Bulaike put down the antique in his hand, carried the oil lamp, and left the collection room, muttering to himself that Jem should be returning soon.

Thinking of this, Bulaike couldn't help but hold his forehead, worried that Jem had fallen into his old habit again and might have killed someone directly.

It was just that he had only this one Nen user on hand; otherwise, he would not have let Jem take action.

Carrying the oil lamp, Bulaike quickly moved from the dim collection room to the equally dim office.

Just then, he also noticed a shadowy figure standing vaguely in the corner.

Jem?

Bulaike had just opened his mouth when he saw the other party rush over extremely fast, leaving only afterimages on his retina.

Luo Ge's expression was calm; his palm directly slapped onto Bulaike, while it was wrapped in a mass of dense Nen.

Bulaike only felt a flash before his eyes, then immediately felt his entire body stiffen, unable to control his own body's movements.

This was another skill Luo Ge had obtained these past days—Palms of Surprise!

【Palms of Surprise】: Use a preemptive strike to make the enemy flinch; it must be used immediately at the start of battle to be effective.

He had not used this move on Jem earlier because it was an attack skill; it had to hit the target to produce the flinch effect.

And Jem had rushed over directly back then; before figuring out the opponent's true strength, dodging first was the best choice.

So Luo Ge chose 【Flash of Lightning】 to dodge at that time.

Now that he was ambushing Bulaike, it belonged to a surprise attack tactic, so naturally he used 【Palms of Surprise】 which carried the flinch effect.

Although his body was stiff, Bulaike's mind remained clear; he immediately realized the opponent was not Jem.

Fortunately, he was also a Nen user, with strength not far different from Jem's; as long as he waited for this stiffness to pass, he would be fine.

Judging from the feeling just after being hit, the opponent's power was not high; it caused him no damage, so he estimated the opponent's strength was not high.