Chapter 16: Killing, or Mastering Killing

Xie Jin shouted into the nether 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 affectionate? Hand over the Buddha's sarira, and we will immediately arrange for a doctor to treat him."

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

Zhao Meng's legs and right arm were broken by the steel bar, swollen due to blocked blood vessels.

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, and looking at it was painful to the bone.

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

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

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

He had only been in for ten minutes.

Seeing the fat 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 is really white and moist."

Kong Fan sneered and laughed triumphantly, as if he would only be satisfied if he made Gao Huan angry to death.

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

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

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

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, not daring 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 and die quickly. Too cowardly, losing all the face of the sect.

"Whoosh!"

A piercing sound of breaking wind rang out.

A long yellow glow flew out from the nether 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 exposed. The powerful impact force carried Xiao Lin away, throwing him obliquely to the ground two meters away.

As Xiao Lin's scream rang out, the scalding chili oil in the bowl slipped from his hand and splashed onto Kong Fan's feet.

"Ah..."

Kong Fan's scream was tragic, jumping continuously, blisters rising one after another on the back of his feet.

"Clang, clang!"

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

Li Youyi dragged the spear as he walked, the tip of the spear rubbing against the ground to create 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 zhang-long black spear had already reached the top of his head with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down. The sound of the spear shaft swinging could pierce the eardrums.

"Pfft!"

Xie Tianshu narrowly avoided his skull.

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

"Boom!"

After the spear chopped off Xie Tianshu's arm, it landed heavily on the ground, smashing a depression into the ground.

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

After Xie Tianshu fell to the ground, he covered the place where blood was gushing from his severed arm, twitching and rolling in pain, his eyes dim, 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 heavy spear Li Youyi held was the heavy weapon of those skeletal humans and seemed too inconceivable, it was clearly not the time to be afraid of fighting.

Under Xie Jin's leadership, a total of five people rushed toward Li Youyi from different directions, all holding various weapons such as stun guns, protective shields, steel bars, and kitchen knives.

Li Youyi only glanced at his senior brother's appearance in the distance, and he was already filled with anger, his gaze scanning over, killing intent exposed.

It had only been seven days!

How could they be so evil?

Seven days ago on the Arctic Ocean, everyone was still chatting and laughing, 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, finally dared to speak up when he saw someone dealing with this group of evil people.

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 and weak.

Even facing the siege of five people, Li Youyi didn't flinch at all; the scalding airflow from the sole of his right foot surged out, and then, he leaped forward continuously for two steps.

One step, one zhang, the spear swept horizontally.

"Bang!"

That kitchen team member holding a kitchen knife didn't expect Li Youyi to be able to run and jump like an ape, simply like flying in the air, and couldn't dodge in time, being hit by the spear like a scarecrow and flying several zhang away.

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

Hitting someone, it could shatter all the bones in their body.

That kitchen team member fell heavily outside the medical shed, his mouth and nose full of fresh blood, and he couldn't crawl up again, most likely not going to survive.

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

Li Youyi's peripheral vision caught it the first time; how could he let him get his wish?

"Pfft!"

The black 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 cutting grass.

Xie Jin and the others were frightened, terrified, and for a time, they were in a dilemma.

"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 were simply not like a human's, and didn't dare to collide with him head-on, so he decisively went to capture Zhao Meng, intending to threaten him with a hostage.

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

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

"So fast?"

Kong Fan was scared out of his wits and could only abandon Zhao Meng and punch forward with all his might. He wore the immortal object "silver-threaded gloves" on both hands, and his strength was quite extraordinary.

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

With a "bang," Kong Fan only felt like he had punched an iron wall; his fingers were in pain as if 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, pulled out the Huang Long Sword stuck in Xiao Lin's shoulder blade, and after chasing for 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, stretching from the left shoulder diagonally downward, and his spine was severed.

He let out a short howl and fell straight forward.

At this moment, Sima Tan and the two disheveled security team members rushed out of the medical shed in a hurry, seeing Kong Fan with blood gushing from his back not far away, and Li Youyi like a god of slaughter holding 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.

"Ssh!"

The Huang Long Sword swung casually, cutting the rope tied to Gao Huan's wrists, then leaped more than three meters high, crossed a distance of five or six meters, and slashed at a figure who wanted to pick up the pistol again.

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

He grabbed the pistol, his face full of 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 already on his last breath, firing three shots in a row. Every time he fired, he let out a hoarse roar, his whole person in a state of madness.

Then, he rushed toward the disheveled Sima Tan and the others.

The three fled in a panic, 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 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 times.

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

Gao Huan shivered, his breathing trembling.

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

The other two disheveled security team members rushed into the nether mist, not daring to look back at all.

Gradually, the deck became quiet again.

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

Looking at his tall and upright figure standing with a sword, coupled with his calm and handsome face, ripples couldn't help but arise in her heart, and she admired Cai Yutong's vision a bit.

Xie Tianshu had a severed arm, a large pool of blood flowing, his face becoming paler and paler. Xiao Lin was slightly less injured, but he 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 gaze of death.

Xiao Lin said repeatedly: "I didn't do anything, it was all Kong Fan's instigation, he coerced us. Li... Brother Li... I dare not, I dare not anymore, I will listen to you in the future."

Ignoring him, Li Youyi's gaze was tightly locked on Xie Jin and the other security team member holding the stun gun. At the same time, he mobilized the scalding airflow, flowing along the silver pulse marks to his ears, making his hearing reach the most acute level.

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 the one who was ambushed by him, which was why he was so seriously injured.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 17 =====