Chapter 567

As for the hardness of the Black Knife.

There is probably no material in this world that can match it.

Seeing Ning Chen effortlessly neutralize his attack again.

Luo Wan sneered, then tossed the empty automatic rifle aside.

Then he pulled a sharp dagger from his pant leg, intending to meet the attack.

The distance between them was now less than ten meters.

Ning Chen swung the Black Knife and in an instant appeared before Luo Wan, his face expressionless, eyes filled with icy coldness, staring at Luo Wan as he brought the Black Knife down upon his body!

In Luo Wan's gaze.

Ning Chen was nothing but a demon!

His face was entirely shrouded in shadow, leaving only a pair of pitch-black, freezing eyes.

Facing this strike, Luo Wan frantically raised his dagger to block.

At the same time, he pressed his left hand behind his right, striving to control the secondary recoil and counterattack.

However.

Luo Wan had underestimated Ning Chen's strength.

"Clang!"

A deafening sound erupted as the Black Knife clashed with the dagger.

Ning Chen exerted force, pressing down on the dagger and crushing Luo Wan downward.

Luo Wan's eyes widened—this terrifying force traveled through the dagger into his body.

In just the instant of contact.

His hands were already numb to the bone!

If Luo Wan had not used both hands to block, just this single strike.

His dagger would have been knocked away, and he would have watched helplessly as the Black Knife slashed straight into his body.

Cut clean in two.

Left without a whole corpse!

"Good!... Strong!" Luo Wan's face flushed crimson from exertion; he twisted his body, both hands straining against Ning Chen's swinging blade.

He didn't want to dodge—he was simply pinned and couldn't move!

Ning Chen looked at Luo Wan, immobilized under pressure, and spoke: "If you answer my questions, I'll spare your life."

"Hah... hah!" Luo Wan forced the words through clenched teeth, "I'll... kill... you!"

Having said that.

Luo Wan abandoned his dagger, then suddenly rolled sideways, twisting away; the Black Knife, now unopposed, sliced down easily.

Luo Wan, too slow to dodge, was grazed on the back by the Black Knife, leaving a long, deep gash.

The intense pain brought Luo Wan back to clarity.

Just moments ago, he'd been suffocating, his mind utterly blank.

"Die!" Luo Wan yanked a pistol from his waist and fired at point-blank range straight at Ning Chen's body.

"Bang!"

A gunshot.

Echoed through the heavens and earth.

Then, in Luo Wan's stunned gaze.

Ning Chen simply turned the Black Knife sideways—the bullet was precisely intercepted by the blade, split cleanly in two, and fell to the ground as two spent casings.

"Do you have any more tricks? Bring them all out!" Ning Chen pointed the Black Knife at Luo Wan. "Otherwise, with that wound on your back, you won't be able to escape."

Luo Wan's face turned ashen; he gasped for breath: "I admit defeat! Dying at your hands is fine!"

"Your Chinese is good," Ning Chen said coolly. "You must have spent some time in this country?"

"Trying to extract intel? Dream on!" Luo Wan laughed loudly as he lay on the ground, blood gushing from his back, soaking the earth. "Do what you want—kill me or torture me. If you can make me talk, good for you. But first, check whether what I say is true or not!"

"Otherwise, our headquarters is inside the Undersea Dragon Palace! Hahaha!" As he spoke, Luo Wan burst into laughter.

"True or false?" Ning Chen paused, startled.

Hadn't he just obtained a device?

415. Truth-Teller Device Usage

Ning Chen looked at Luo Wan, lying on the ground, bleeding.

While speaking, Luo Wan had lain down and now aimed his pistol once more at Ning Chen.

Either way, he was dead.

Might as well fight for one last chance!

However.

This lightning-fast motion, to Ning Chen's eyes, moved with agonizing slowness.

Before Luo Wan could pull the trigger,

Ning Chen raised his hand and slashed.

"Slish!"

Luo Wan's hand holding the pistol was severed cleanly at the wrist.

In the instant his right hand separated from his arm,

A torrent of blood erupted.

Luo Wan stared in horror as his hand flew through the air, his face contorting instantly under the flood of pain.

"Ah!"Luo Wan lowered his voice, clamped his teeth into his own clothes, sweat streaming down his forehead, trying his best not to cry out.

Roaring from the pain.

For them, mercenaries.

It was truly a disgrace!

"Plop!"

The right hand holding the pistol fell weakly to the ground.

Luo Wan clutched his right arm, squeezing it hard, as if that could lessen the pain a little.

His gaze, fierce, fixed on Ning Chen,

That look seemed as if he wanted to dismember Ning Chen into a thousand pieces, yet also as if he was looking for an opportunity to seize the initiative.

However.

Luo Wan had not expected that this seemingly harmless young man's methods were so clean and decisive.

And most importantly.

Ning Chen's gaze had never changed.

Whether cutting bullets or cutting himself.

It was the same expression.

And that gaze was cold from beginning to end.

Ning Chen glanced at Luo Wan.

Then, with the black knife, he gently pried the pistol from Luo Wan's severed hand; with a "Crack!", he split it in two with the black knife, destroying it completely.

Now, the pistol was gone.

Luo Wan had no weapons left.

Ning Chen heard the words Luo Wan had just spoken.

He thought of the reward items just now.

【Item Artifact — Truth Machine】

Judging by the name alone.

It seemed a bit like a lie detector.

But it sounded even more high-end.

However.

As for the function, logically speaking.

They should all be about the same.