Chapter 326: Repay Grudges with Grudges, Repay Resentment with Resentment

"You don't seem to know — you've been sold out," Tang Luo said.

The blonde woman didn't speak, just stared at Tang Luo.

Ao Yulie waved a hand, using a whirlwind to block all the bullets, then opened his mouth and spat — a bolt of lightning surged out.

Lightning flashed, and in an instant it slammed into the three Divine-Demon Walkers who had fired.

The lightning's speed was so great the three didn't even have time to react, let alone dodge.

Their bodies convulsed as they fell to the ground, barely alive, clinging to half a life.

"Ow, that hurts—" The man whose neck Tang Luo had snapped on the other side slowly stood up, shook his head, looking as if he had already recovered.

"Let me finish, you son of a—"

Tang Luo casually slapped out; the Glazed Nirvana Great Hand Seal manifested, about two meters across, descending from the sky and landing on the man.

The man still couldn't finish his sentence; his whole body slammed flat against the ground, noticeably flatter than normal, blood continuously flowing out from what remained.

"This regenerative power, not bad." A casual strike, yet it didn't completely flatten him to death.

Tang Luo looked squarely at him; the man's severe injuries were recovering bit by bit.

Howling Celestial Hound tracked the most obvious scent from the phone all the way here, and the one it found was this man.

This man also gave off a beastly aura; unknown what Fate Fragment he held.

"You go find Yu Yanbin and the others," Tang Luo told Ao Yulie, and walked toward that man — but had only taken one step when his right hand tightened slightly.

A bundle of golden hair wound around his wrist.

The blonde woman's hair had grown to an exaggerated length without anyone noticing, much of it already draping onto the ground.

The man with powerful regenerative ability held the Fate Fragment of Wolverine — Logan — from X-Men.

Without an adamantium skeleton, he could extend three bone claws from his knuckles to fight when needed, for a limited time.

Not as formidable as the original Wolverine — an incomplete, weakened version.

But his regenerative power was quite good; many fatal wounds wouldn't kill him.

It reminded Tang Luo of the first Fate Fragment holder he had fought — "Nero" — also a weakened version where the gap was obvious.

Using "Ghost Hand" to fight was tantamount to going all-out in a desperate struggle.

And the blonde woman's Fate Fragment was Rapunzel.

From the Grimm fairy tale; to use a more familiar name, the Long-Haired Princess.

In the original tale she had no special abilities — just extraordinarily long hair — but as a Fate Fragment held by a Divine-Demon Walker, it gained something special.

That head of golden long hair had tremendous toughness, practically like steel wire.

The blonde woman's neck tilted slightly, pulling against Tang Luo's movement.

One could see, on her neck — which looked rather short because it was overly thick — muscles bulging, hideously exaggerated, carrying a few degrees of inhuman terror.

Making one believe that even a punch landing on her neck wouldn't move her an inch.

Instead, one's own hand would get injured.

Not merely controlling hair — when she whipped her head, the hair lashed out with effect no less than countless sharp steel wires whipping.

The blonde woman crouched low, her neck beginning to rotate, about to fling Tang Luo — whose wrist was entangled — into the air.

Her tensed neck had just exerted force when a massive, utterly irresistible power transmitted from Tang Luo's side.

The blonde woman instantly lost control of her body; both legs left the ground, she flew through the air in a perfect arc, and crashed heavily onto the man who had just barely managed to stand.

A soft *pu-chi* sound — something crushed by the enormous force sprayed in all directions.

Forming a spreading blood pattern on the street.

At the center of the pattern, the two collided into a single mass.

Truly collided into a single mass, indistinguishable from each other.

The hair wrapped around his wrist withered and disintegrated on its own, falling to the ground; a light step turned it into a pile of powder.

Such a massive impact — let alone the blonde woman, even the man with the Wolverine Fate Fragment couldn't withstand it; he died on the spot.

Tang Luo reached out and grasped the void; two Fate Fragments were caught in his hand, and without delay he swallowed them in one gulp.

However, neither of these two Fate Fragments counted as "large," and on top of that his injury recovery was currently in a difficult stage, so his uninjured ceiling still stayed at 3.2-tenths.

The Merit Jade Lotus, though, harvested some merit power — unknown whether from one of them or both combined.

He lightly tapped the hanging Merit Jade Lotus; a ripple spread out from it.

Gentle power emanated, spreading out, enveloping the flames burning from the explosion.

Containing them within a range, they quickly extinguished.

Tang Luo walked to the safe house entrance, casually ferrying the two Divine-Demon Walkers lying on the ground beside it.

The remaining half-dead one was dragged by Tang Luo into the safe house.

Entering the safe house, Tang Luo followed the traces Ao Yulie left, arriving at the hidden basement.

"Master, these two are in pretty bad shape," Ao Yulie came up and said.

"Mm, you question this one." Tang Luo pointed at the guy on the ground, gave him a slight Kai Guang healing so he could speak.

Inside the small room partitioned off in the basement.

The small door stood open, emitting a wave of indescribably foul stench.

Yu Yanbin and Xiao Han could be seen lying on the ground, faces dull beyond measure; all four of their limbs had been chopped off and tossed in a corner.

Their eyes no longer held the spark of normal people, just a turbid haze.

"See if they can be saved." Tang Luo took off the Merit Jade Lotus and tossed it toward the two.

The Merit Jade Lotus floated above the two, sprinkling warm light.

Severed limbs flew up on their own, reattaching at the two's stumps.

A few minutes later, the two had fully recovered.

But his complexion was withered and terrible, the terror in his eyes still unable to vanish.

Although they were already unharmed in a certain sense, Xiao Han and Yu Yanbin could also be said to be half-crippled.

The Merit Jade Lotus's enlightenment healing could treat physical injuries, and could also make these two people who had been tortured into fools recover — at least not be fools anymore.

But the shadows in their hearts were not something simple enlightenment could dispel.

Whether they could walk out of it and truly recover depended on the two of them themselves.

Generally speaking, the psychological endurance of god-demon walkers wasn't this poor either.

But the one they encountered was Jiali, who possessed a Cupid Fate Fragment; he could manipulate "love," and naturally had ways to amplify the emotion of fear.

Coupled with some cruel methods, it was enough to make Yu Yanbin and Xiao Han completely collapse.

Tang Luo looked at the two people who had lost all will to live and said: "Two Fate Holders died, one male one female, golden long hair, one like a wild beast, so there's still one person left."

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Yu Yanbin spoke up, his voice dry and hoarse: "That person is still left?"

"Speak more clearly." Tang Luo said; he also had no interest in playing some caring big brother to counsel these two.

"He should be called Jiali." Yu Yanbin said, "Seems able to amplify people's perception, emotions..." his voice trembling slightly.

When mentioning Jiali, the fear in his eyes instantly intensified by several degrees.

One could imagine the seed of fear had already been planted; if they encountered that Jiali again, they probably wouldn't even be able to muster the courage to face him, let alone fight.

"Alright then." Tang Luo didn't ask further; Ao Yulie's side still had one live captive.

Leaving the two who hadn't recovered yet, Tang Luo walked to the basement entrance.

Ao Yulie stood there; the god-demon walker under his feet kept trembling incessantly; after saying what needed to be said, he couldn't even speak now.

"The remaining person is called Jiali Sweet, a Cupid Fate Holder; he doesn't know where Jiali is now, nor does he know the news that the Book of Life and Death Holder has been found." Ao Yulie spoke up upon seeing Tang Luo approach, "After capturing Xiao Han and the other, the three of them were responsible for guarding; the other three Fate Holders left."

"When those two came back, they were also somewhat surprised."

"I think these five people were probably sold off directly by that 'Cupid'." Ao Yulie speculated, "He himself went to find Quan Chenghong."

"Oh, I see, no wonder one was missing." Tang Luo said, "Wait, then what about my plan?"

This way, although these little mice were caught and converted.

But the double happiness in Tang Luo's plan was all gone.

"No matter —" Ao Yulie hurriedly said, "He told us who these people's 'financial backer' is, and where; we can find Jiali through her, no, perhaps it's possible to directly find Quan Chenghong."

The financial backer's identity was "spat" out completely by that god-demon walker.

"Oh, as expected, my plan is perfect." Tang Luo nodded.

As a master, one's prestige must be maintained.

Ao Yulie reached out and wiped his forehead; good, good, the master's prestige was maintained.

"Master, let's go." Ao Yulie said.

"This one is left to you; grudges to repay, grievances to settle." Tang Luo turned his head to Yu Yanbin and Xiao Han, "Also there was an explosion just now, onlookers have already called the police; you two be careful."

Leaving behind that god-demon walker who still couldn't move, Tang Luo and Ao Yulie departed.

A moment later, that god-demon walker felt a black shadow envelop him; shifting his gaze, he saw Yu Yanbin and Xiao Han wearing expressions of wanting to devour someone.

Wanlong International.

A high-end club, membership-based — non-members can enter too, but can only enjoy part of the services.

As for what services members can enjoy, that's something only to be understood tacitly, not spoken of.

Quan Er Gongzi Quan Chenghong is a regular at Wanlong International, the type who spends money like dirt.

Tonight's Second Young Master Quan is also carefree at Wanlong International, quite possessing his father's legacy.

The bodyguards he brought, and Wanlong International's security guards stand at the elevator entrance, the emergency stairwell entrance, guaranteeing Second Young Master Quan's entertainment won't be disturbed by outsiders.

Why not guard the room door? Because this entire floor has been booked out by Second Young Master Quan.

The elevator door stopping at this floor opened; a man with somewhat sparse hair, wearing glasses, looking about thirty years old, possibly actually younger, walked in.

He pressed the button for the first floor; the elevator door closed, reflecting Zheng Chiyou's face carrying fatigue.

Just now he received a call from that Robert, saying he had already arrived downstairs.

Using an unfamiliar number; don't know what kind of scheme he's up to.