Chapter 17: Aren't You Looking for Me?

Xie Jin shouted into the underworld mist: "Li Youyi, your senior brother Zhao Meng is in our hands; it’s miserable, his kneecaps have been smashed."

"Aren't you two brothers deeply attached? Hand over the Buddha’s sarira, and we will immediately arrange for a doctor to treat him."

"For the sake of a Buddha’s sarira, you are really selfish. And cowardly, timid, afraid of death, haha, a shrinking turtle..."

Zhao Meng’s legs and right arm had been broken by steel bars, swollen due to blocked blood circulation.

Xie Tianshu ordered people to strip off his clothes and pants; instantly, the dislocated arm bones and the forward-folded lower legs were exposed to everyone’s eyes.

It was simply hair-raising, painful just to look at.

Xie Tianshu saw him in such a state, hearing the dull groans constantly coming from his mouth, and for a time lost the idea of torturing him. In such a state of pain, any kind of torture seemed somewhat redundant.

"Old, can't help but admit being old!"

Kong Fan, while putting on his clothes, walked out of the medical tent, saying "old" on his lips, but the smile on his face couldn't hide the spring breeze of triumph in his heart, as if he had returned to his youth.

He had only been inside for ten minutes.

Seeing the fat-filled Kong Fan, Gao Huan’s eyes were about to split, roaring: "It’s all human scum, I’m going to kill you!"

Gao Huan couldn't rush over and was kicked to the ground by a member of the kitchen team.

"Kid, you have good taste; she really is very white and moist."

Kong Fan mocked and laughed triumphantly, as if he would only be satisfied if he angered Gao Huan to death.

After walking over, he looked at Zhao Meng, who had been stripped naked and thrown on the ground, and said: "Haven't you asked yet? Xiao Lin, go to the kitchen tent and find a can of chili oil, stir-fry it until it’s boiling hot, and bring it over to add some ingredients for the first mate."

Before long, the scientific researcher called "Xiao Lin" ran over, carrying a bowl of steaming hot chili oil.

Kong Fan instructed: "Pour the chili oil onto the wounds; if he still doesn't open his mouth, pour it into his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth all at once."

The temperature of the chili oil in that bowl must have been two or three hundred degrees.

Just listening to Kong Fan’s description was enough to make many scientific researchers tremble, unable to imagine that they could do such cruel things.

Only Zhao Meng appeared very calm, only hating that he didn't have the strength to commit suicide for a quick death. Too cowardly, losing all face for the sect.

"Whoosh!"

The ear-piercing sound of breaking wind rang out.

A long yellow glow flew out from the underworld mist, hitting Xiao Lin’s right shoulder blade.

It was a sword, the Huang Long Sword.

The entire blade of the Huang Long Sword pierced through, with only the hilt remaining outside. The powerful impact force carried Xiao Lin away, throwing him diagonally to the ground two meters away.

As Xiao Lin’s scream rang out, the bowl of boiling chili oil slipped from his hand, splashing onto Kong Fan’s feet.

"Ah..."

Kong Fan’s scream was shrill, jumping repeatedly, blood blisters rising one after another on the back of his feet.

"Clatter!"

The sound of metal friction and running footsteps rang out, arriving before everyone from the depths of the underworld mist in an instant.

Li Youyi dragged his spear as he walked, the tip of the spear rubbing against the ground, creating a path of sparks.

The speed was too fast, not losing much to the Ghost Bear Emperor.

Just as Xie Tianshu pulled out his gun to shoot, the long black spear, with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down, had already reached the top of his head. The sound of the spear shaft swinging could pierce the eardrums.

"Pfft!"

Xie Tianshu narrowly avoided his head.

But his right shoulder was struck by the spear tip, as if cutting through tofu, and his entire arm flew off.

"Boom!"

After the long spear chopped off Xie Tianshu’s arm, it landed heavily on the ground, smashing a crater into the earth.

The pistol fell to the ground along with Xie Tianshu’s severed arm.

After Xie Tianshu fell to the ground, he clutched the place where his blood was surging from his severed arm, writhing in pain, his vision darkening, nearly fainting.

"Brother Shu!"

"It’s Li Youyi, he’s alone, everyone attack together and kill him."

Until this moment, everyone reacted to the sudden change.

Although some noticed that the long spear Li Youyi held was the heavy weapon of those skeletal humans, which seemed too inconceivable, it was clearly not the time to be cowardly.

Under Xie Jin’s leadership, a total of five people rushed toward Li Youyi from different directions; they had stun guns, protective shields, steel bars, kitchen knives—all kinds of weapons.

Li Youyi only glanced at his senior brother’s appearance in the distance, and he was filled with anger, his gaze sweeping over, murderous intent exposed.

It had only been seven days!

How could they have become so evil?

Seven days ago on the Arctic Ocean, everyone was still laughing and talking, high-spirited, and harmonious.

"Xiao Li, be careful... there are many of them!" Old Liu, the leader of the technical team who had his hands tied, saw someone cleaning up this group of villains and finally dared to speak.

The others, like Old Liu, all had a joy of seeing a glimmer of light in the desperate dark night.

But at the same time, they were extremely worried.

After all, Li Youyi was alone, too thin on the ground.

Even facing the siege of five people, Li Youyi didn't flinch at all; the scorching current from the center of his right foot surged out, and then, he leaped forward two steps in succession.

One step, one zhang, the long spear swept horizontally.

"Bang!"

That kitchen team member holding a kitchen knife, never expecting Li Youyi to be able to jump like an ape, simply like flying in the air, couldn't dodge in time and was hit by the long spear like a scarecrow, flying several zhang away.

The long black spear didn't know how many hundreds of jin it weighed.

Striking the body, it could shatter all the bones.

That kitchen team member was thrown heavily outside the medical tent, his mouth and nose full of blood, unable to crawl up again, likely not going to survive.

The security team member holding the protective shield wanted to pick up the pistol on the ground.

Li Youyi caught a glimpse of it with his peripheral vision; how could he let him get his wish?

"Pfft!"

The black long spear was thrown out, flying nearly ten meters, piercing through both the protective shield and the security team member, a large amount of blood splashing on the ground.

Too fierce, killing like mowing grass.

Xie Jin and the others were terrified, cold-hearted, and for a time, were caught between advancing and retreating.

"Aren't you looking for me? Come on!"

After Li Youyi roared this, he rushed toward Kong Fan like a spring.

Kong Fan saw that Li Youyi’s strength and speed simply didn't look like a human’s, and didn't dare to clash head-on with him, so he decisively went to capture Zhao Meng, intending to use him as a hostage.

Without the black long spear, Li Youyi was even faster, swift as a gust of wind.

Kong Fan’s hand hadn't yet landed on Zhao Meng when the wind was already blowing in his face.

"So fast?"

Kong Fan was scared out of his wits and could only abandon Zhao Meng, punching forward with all his might. He wore the immortal "silver-thread gloves," and his strength was quite extraordinary.

Li Youyi didn't dodge or evade, clashing head-on with him.

With a bang, Kong Fan only felt like he had punched an iron wall; his fingers felt like they were about to break, and the bones of his entire arm were ringing non-stop.

This punch instantly shattered his extraordinary dream, making him realize again that he was just a mortal.

He was shocked in his heart and turned to flee.

Li Youyi chased after him, casually pulling out the Huang Long Sword stuck in Xiao Lin’s shoulder blade, and after chasing only seven steps, he caught up to Kong Fan and slashed him on the back with one sword.

"Pfft!"

A wound half a meter long and half a palm deep appeared on Kong Fan’s back, slashed diagonally from his left shoulder, and his spine was severed.

He let out a short howl and fell straight forward.

At this moment, Sima Tan and the two security team members with disheveled clothes rushed out of the medical tent in a hurry, seeing Kong Fan with blood gushing from his back not far away, and Li Youyi, who looked like a god of slaughter with a bloody sword, all three were so scared they couldn't stand steady and fell to the ground.

Li Youyi ignored them and turned back.

"Slash!"

The Huang Long Sword swung casually, cutting the rope on Gao Huan’s wrists, and then, he leaped over three meters high, crossed a distance of five or six meters, and slashed toward a figure who wanted to pick up the pistol again.

That person was holding a steel bar the thickness of a thumb and was one of the security team members.

He grabbed the pistol, his face filled with wild joy.

The Huang Long Sword descended from the sky, slashing at his neck, his head falling to the ground like a rolling gourd, blood gushing from his neck like a fountain.

Li Youyi’s clothes were instantly soaked red with blood, and he kicked the pistol toward Gao Huan.

Gao Huan grabbed the pistol and rushed directly toward Kong Fan, who was on the verge of death, firing three shots in succession. Every time he fired, he let out a hoarse roar, his whole person in a state of madness.

Immediately after, he rushed toward Sima Tan and the others with disheveled clothes.

The three fled in a hurry, running faster than ever.

Gao Huan chased Sima Tan and fired continuously; when he fired the fourth shot, he finally hit him.

Sima Tan was shot in the thigh and fell to the ground; seeing Gao Huan chasing after him, he knelt and kowtowed for mercy: "Gao Huan, Gao Huan, we are classmates, you can't kill me... if you kill me, you’re breaking the law..."

"Bang! Bang..."

Gao Huan gritted his teeth, his eyes fierce, not listening at all, firing continuously.

He didn't know how many shots he fired, until the magazine was empty, and he continued to pull the trigger several more times.

There were no bullets left, and Sima Tan fell to the ground with his head full of bullet holes.

Gao Huan trembled, breathing shakily.

Then he gritted his back molars, took the pistol, and smashed it into Sima Tan’s face, until the entire skull was smashed into a bloody mess, before he sat paralyzed on the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

The other two security team members with disheveled clothes rushed into the underworld mist, not daring to look back.

Gradually, the deck became quiet again.

Qi Shanshan walked over along the railing with light steps, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration, unable to imagine that Li Youyi was so powerful, taking on all the opponents alone.

Looking at his heroic figure standing with his sword, plus his steady and handsome face, ripples couldn't help but rise in her heart, somewhat admiring Cai Yutong’s vision.

Xie Tianshu had a severed arm, a large pool of blood flowing, his face becoming paler and paler. Xiao Lin was less injured, but didn't dare to stand up at all; as long as he moved slightly, Li Youyi’s gaze would stare at him.

That gaze was no different from the stare of death.

Xiao Lin said repeatedly: "I didn't do anything, it was all Kong Fan’s instruction, he coerced us. Li... Brother Li... I dare not, I dare not anymore, I will listen to you from now on."

Ignoring him, Li Youyi’s gaze was tightly locked on Xie Jin and the other security team member holding a stun gun. At the same time, he mobilized the scorching current, flowing along the silver pulse marks to his ears, making his hearing reach its most sensitive state.

Because Old Liu had just told him to be careful of Chen Hong.

The rifle was in Chen Hong’s hand, and his senior brother was plotted against by him, which was why he was so severely injured.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 18 =====