Chapter 185

He was not inside the Tie Sect.

But.

Outside!!

In an instant, Brother Zhuzi froze.

Was this shadowy figure trying to come in?!

For some reason, perhaps because the surroundings were too dark to see the figure's appearance clearly, or perhaps because Brother Zhuzi had never imagined anyone would have the gall to try entering his territory.

In any case, a chill suddenly and inexplicably rose over Brother Zhuzi's body.

This chill was then replaced by anger.

"What are you doing?!" Brother Zhuzi roared.

He had originally thought.

The other party had not noticed his presence.

With this loud roar of his, the other party would be scared to death!

But.

That shadowy figure, after his roar.

Still, simply kept its head down, prying at the iron chain.

"I asked you what you're doing!" Brother Zhuzi raised his hand and whipped a belt down.

The belt struck the iron gate, the copper buckle clashing against the iron gate with a clang.

At the same time.

That shadowy figure stopped its hand's movement.

And raised its head.

In the darkness, Brother Zhuzi could not see the shadowy figure's appearance.

He only heard the other party's voice, very calm, say a sentence:

"Are you, Li Sai Gao?"

Brother Zhuzi froze.

Li Sai Gao was the name of his account.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Brother Zhuzi shouted angrily.

"Help me open the door, I have something to do," the other party said.

Brother Zhuzi stared at this shadowy figure.

What he could not understand was.

Why did the person in front of him appear so calm?

It was precisely this calmness that suddenly gave Brother Zhuzi a sense of insecurity.

Just as he was about to whip another belt at the other party's forehead.

The iron chain rattled.

And broke.

This Brother Zhuzi, that sunny and simple big boy Li Sai Gao seen in the video—his eyes bulged out.

For a moment, he could not react.

The other party had used a black blade nearly half a meter long to forcibly pry the iron chain apart!

Li Sai Gao's mind had not yet recovered, but after all, he was not a pushover.

He raised the belt in his hand again to strike down!

But, he felt a shadowy figure rush toward his arm.

Then, his whole body suddenly slammed against the nearby wall.

Li Sai Gao struggled.

Suddenly, he felt his right arm sting with pain, a tearing pain that made him directly suffocate!

He turned his head to look.

He saw a horrifying scene.

The elbow of his arm holding the belt had been completely pierced by that black blade, pinning his entire arm to the nearby wall!

"Ah! Ah! Ah—"

Li Sai Gao's eyes bulged almost out of his head as he screamed.

The remaining three people in the room.

Suddenly heard the commotion outside.

And all rushed out.

Just as they turned on flashlights with their phones.

They saw a shadowy figure standing at the location of the large iron gate in the corridor.

It was using an iron chain to re-lock the large iron gate.

"Who is it?!"

"Brother Zhuzi?!"

"Brother Zhuzi?!"

That shadowy figure re-locked the large iron gate.

Then turned around and pulled the black knife pinned to the wall out with a "whoosh."

Li Sai Gao fell to the ground in response.

Clutching his right arm, his whole body twisted, his throat still going ah-ah-ah nonstop, his eyes still wide open!

Until this very moment!

He finally realized.

The one who had come to his door.

Was not a single person at all!

But the God of Death!

That person held the nearly half-meter-long black blade in one hand.

With the other, he grabbed Li Sai Gao by the neck and dragged him up off the ground.

Just like carrying a half-dead dog, he walked toward the room.

The remaining three were scared stiff by the sight.

They could only watch helplessly as that person dragged their Brother Dog over.

Walking straight into the room.

"All of you, come in," the man said.

Those three people shuffled their feet and came in.

"Close the door."

The three hesitated.

That man did not repeat himself.

Finally, one of them stepped forward and slowly shut the door.

Li Sai Gao lay on the ground, curled up into a ball, his arm now gushing blood wildly.

But no one dared speak.

The remaining three stared at the man sitting by the bed as if they had seen a ghost.

He was a young man.

He looked very refined, even gentle and scholarly, giving off an overall harmless vibe—if not for what he had just done.

"You…" one of them stammered.

That man nodded, reached up and pulled a tissue from the table, and began wiping the red off the black blade.

"I need to find someone." He raised his head and looked at them.

"A person named Luo San. That name is certainly not his real one."

"But you know who I'm talking about."

"How can I find this person?"

Inside the room.