Chapter 437: Not on the Same Path as You

"Hahaha..." Hai Qiong suddenly burst into laughter. "Yan Hua, do you think I'm stupid enough to believe the nonsense that begging you for mercy will keep me alive? If I'm not mistaken, you definitely want to humiliate me severely first, and then kill me, right?"

Yan Hua's complexion turned from green to white in an instant.

Seeing this, Hai Qiong sneered and said, "If you want to kill me, then do it. I'll be waiting for you on the road to the Yellow Springs."

After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes. He understood in his heart that although he had an Amulet on him, it was only a matter of time before it was broken.

"Good, very good!" Yan Hua's eyes were bloodshot, revealing a fierce glint. "Since you refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit, don't blame me for being impolite. Brother Meng!"

He turned his head to look at Meng Rang and the others, saying, "I'll trouble you all to help me kill this guy. It would be best to hack him into eight pieces; killing him so easily would really be letting him off too lightly."

Hearing this, Hai Qiong's face turned as pale as paper, his teeth biting his lips involuntarily, his heart filled with despair.

However, after waiting for a long while, he did not feel the attack he had imagined.

He opened his eyes slowly in confusion, only to see Meng Rang and the others still standing quietly in place, not moving a muscle.

"What is going on?"

A strange thought suddenly rose in his mind.

Could it be that Meng Rang and the others, just like himself right now, were unable to move? But how could that be possible?

It was not just Hai Qiong who felt confused; Yan Hua, standing to the side, was also looking at Meng Rang and the others with a face full of doubt.

"Brother Meng?" Yan Hua called out tentatively.

Hearing the call, Meng Rang slowly turned his body around.

Seeing this, Yan Hua breathed a slight sigh of relief, his tone becoming polite: "It seems you didn't hear what I said just now, Brother Meng. I..."

"No, we heard it." Meng Rang suddenly spoke, interrupting him. "That's right, I didn't just hear it, I heard it clearly."

"You want us to take action and hack him into eight pieces, is that it?" Lao San and the others also turned around one after another, speaking one by one.

A sense of foreboding surged in Yan Hua's heart, and he nodded subconsciously, saying, "Ye... yes, this guy has an Amulet on him. With my strength, it's hard to break it in a short time, so I can only trouble you to help, Brother Meng."

"Sorry, we can't help with this favor."

Hearing this, Hai Qiong's pupils dilated instantly.

He simply couldn't believe his ears; Meng Rang and the others had actually refused Yan Hua's order?

Could it be that they were going to turn against him? Hai Qiong's heart began to pound; if this were true, wouldn't he be saved today?

Yet even so, his heart remained faintly uneasy, fearing that this might just be a false hope.

"Wha... what do you mean?" Yan Hua was completely panicked, his voice trembling violently. "Didn't we already agree on everything before? I help you lure Hai Qiong over, and you help me kill Hai Qiong and that person surnamed Su. When the time comes, the entire Yongan City will be yours, right? Brother Meng, have you all forgotten?"

"Yan Hua, you don't really think we would collude with someone like you, do you?" Meng Rang sneered, his eyes full of disgust. "Your brother harmed us so miserably; we hate you brothers to the bone. We wish we could peel your skin, pull out your tendons, drink your blood, and eat your flesh, and you want to cooperate with us? You are simply delusional!"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless wooden strips emerged crazily from the floor, spreading rapidly up along Yan Hua's legs.

A flash of light suddenly appeared on Yan Hua's body, clearly his Protective Shield taking effect.

These wooden strips seemed to have no intention of harming Yan Hua; they just bound him tightly, leaving only his terrified face exposed.

The development was too sudden; Yan Hua was a bit dazed for a moment. When he finally came to his senses, he realized with a start that his body seemed to be restrained by an invisible force, completely unable to move. Even wanting to move a little finger had become a luxury.

He secretly thought, "This is bad," and in a panic, he hurriedly fumbled over his body, wanting to take out a teleportation item to quickly leave this place of trouble.

To his utter shock, when he activated the teleportation item, there was no reaction at all, as if the item had suddenly malfunctioned.

In desperation, he could only look at Meng Rang with eyes full of pleading, saying in a hurried and anxious tone, "Brother Meng, what, what are you doing? We are on the same side! Our target is Hai Qiong, Brother Meng!"

"Yan Hua, we've reached this point, and you're still playing dumb." The bearded man mocked him with a face full of sarcasm. "Big Brother already said it clearly just now. Are you deaf and didn't hear it? You want to be on the same side as us? You should find a place to look in the mirror and see what kind of person you are!"

"That's right, we were never on the same path before, let alone now."

"Yan Hua, stop acting. We saw you trying to secretly use a teleportation item to slip away just now; do you think we're all blind?"

"It's a pity, Big Brother had long anticipated you would pull this trick and took action in advance to bind you tight. Hmph, even if you could grow wings now, don't even think about flying out of here."

The few of them spoke one after another, criticizing Yan Hua like a rapid-fire cannon, and Yan Hua's complexion grew increasingly gloomy and ugly.

Across from him, the expression on Hai Qiong's face gradually became excited, as if he had seen a glimmer of hope for survival.

He faintly felt that perhaps he really wouldn't have to die today?

"Brother Meng, Meng Rang, what are you...?" Hai Qiong asked cautiously in a low voice.

"President Hai, this is a long story. Let's help you clear this Poison first."

Meng Rang turned around, his face full of smiles. He took an exquisite little bottle from his pocket and slowly passed it under Hai Qiong's nose.

Seeing this, Hai Qiong hurriedly took a few deep breaths of the scent emanating from the bottle. Instantly, he felt his body regain sensation, and his limbs and bones could move freely again.

"You, you all!" Seeing this, Yan Hua was so angry that his eyes widened until they almost burst, staring fixedly at Meng Rang and the others.

If he still didn't understand what was going on by now, then he had truly lived all these years in vain.

However, his heart was filled with confusion; he really couldn't understand why this was happening.

In his view, Hai Qiong was almost certainly going to die at this moment. As long as they killed Hai Qiong, the few of them could then go deal with that person surnamed Su. The opponent was in the open while they were in the dark; with them plotting against an unsuspecting target, how could they not succeed?

After killing the person surnamed Su, wouldn't the entire Yongan City be under the control of Meng Rang and his group? He was weak and alone, completely unable to contend with them.

But the result? Meng Rang was actually helping Hai Qiong detoxify? Were they all idiots?

"President Hai, the situation is like this."

"Just last night, this guy suddenly called me, saying that Yongan City had undergone changes and the defensive forces had become very weak, urging us to hurry back. When I heard that, I felt suspicious. Where in the world is there such a good thing? Where is there a free lunch delivered for no reason? Later, after hearing him explain in detail, I understood."

As Meng Rang spoke, he glanced coldly at Yan Hua and continued, "It turns out he was dissatisfied with some of your practices, President Hai, but knew his own strength wasn't enough. That's why he thought of us, wanting to provoke us into fighting you until both sides were injured, so he could take advantage of the situation."

"That's not true." Hearing this, Yan Hua was still struggling in his death throes, trying his best to defend himself. "Brother Meng, you must believe me. I really didn't mean that. Brother Meng, you can't wrong me!"

"Shut up!" The bearded man roared, raised his hand, and slapped Yan Hua hard across the face.