Chapter 383

Wolf Dash Style!

He saw clearly—the fierce young man's previous leap was unmistakably the Wolf Dash posture from the Four Beasts Diagram!

He had brought this cultivation technique back to Blue Star from the Immortal Realm and taught it only to personnel at the base; how could it appear in a nation on the other side of Blue Star, and on the body of what seemed to be a Han Chinese youth?

Could this fierce youth have some connection to the Chinese side?

Or had intelligence leaked from the Chinese base, causing this body cultivation technique to spread?

Wang Yu's thoughts raced swiftly, forming several hypotheses in an instant; his spiritual sense swept ahead toward the direction of the explosion.

The next moment, his expression darkened, and he rose to walk deeper into the opposite corridor.

A cold voice reached the brown-haired man standing hesitantly in place: "Follow me. Try to run, and I'll kill you now." Startled, he shuddered but forced himself to follow.

After walking ten or so meters, another wide-open iron door revealed another room, from which came intense combat sounds and the fierce youth's roar.

Wang Yu stepped quickly into the room.

It was a forty-square-meter hall.

In the open center of the hall, the fierce youth had drawn his short blade, constantly shifting his footing while rapidly swinging the weapon in all directions, refusing to pause—but there was no one nearby, not a single shadow in sight.

Was this fierce youth slashing at nothing but air?

This bizarre scene left the brown-haired man behind Wang Yu stunned, convinced the fierce youth had lost his mind.

But Wang Yu gazed strangely at a spot not far from the youth—under his powerful spiritual sense, a bulky, indistinct figure stood there, clutching a long, rod-like object, silently circling behind the fierce youth without a sound.

"Watch out, both of you—there's a man who can turn invisible. He killed the boss and blew open the safe." The fierce youth spotted their entry and shouted a warning.

"A superhuman?"

The brown-haired man jumped back two steps in alarm, asking in panic.

"Who knows? I walked in and saw the boss dead, this guy was blowing up the safe, then vanished in a flash." The fierce youth growled. As he spoke, his short blade suddenly slashed behind him.

A sharp clang rang out.

A white rod suddenly appeared, then was deflected by the blade; the rod blurred and vanished again into thin air.

After wildly swinging his blade around, the fierce youth struck nothing but air, his expression turning deeply embarrassed.

"Interesting."

Wang Yu murmured, his gaze seemingly fixed on the youth, then suddenly kicked out hard at something.

A dull thud echoed, followed by a muffled groan.

A bulky figure holding a white short rod suddenly materialized ahead, staggering backward several steps.

The invisible man had shifted his target, sneaking up on Wang Yu—but Wang Yu had caught him off guard with a single kick, forcing him to reveal himself.

The fierce youth's eyes lit up. Without hesitation, he bent low, shoved off hard with his legs, and leapt into the air like a wolf, pouncing down to pin the target to the ground, his short blade pressed directly against the man's throat.

The invisible man froze, not daring to move again.

Wang Yu walked over and glanced at the man on the ground.

The invisible man turned out to be a middle-aged man with a large belly, wearing a white top hat and a white formal suit.

The white rod was merely a short white cane.

The brown-haired man exhaled deeply and cautiously approached.

"Who are you? Why kill the boss?" The fierce youth tightened his blade, glaring down at the fat man.

"Brother, your boss owed money and refused to pay. Someone wanted his life in return. I'm just doing a job." The fat man forced a weak smile.

"Lies! My boss is rich—he doesn't owe anyone. Others owe him!" The fierce youth's eyes flashed with menace, pressing his blade downward.

A trickle of blood seeped from the fat man's neck.

"I said he owed a debt, not money. Your boss stole something important and refused to return it to its rightful owner—that's his own fault."

"But your boss is already dead. We're both hired hands. No need to kill each other. If you spare me, I'll immediately transfer you one million pounds—payment for your mercy." Even as blood stained his collar, the fat man's expression remained calm.

"Is this true?" The fierce youth's expression shifted slightly.

"Absolutely true. You can see—I can earn money easily with my ability." The fat man insisted repeatedly.

The brown-haired man beside them swallowed hard, his face filled with envy and resentment.

At that moment, Wang Yu's gaze turned to a section of wall recently blown open, where half of a gleaming silver safe was exposed, its closed door charred black but otherwise intact.

On the floor beside the wall lay a charred corpse—presumably the owner.

But when Wang Yu's spiritual sense swept into the safe, the contents inside appeared blurred—his spiritual power was forcibly weakened.

This piqued his interest.

"What do you think? I've got this guy under control—you helped a lot." The fierce youth suddenly turned to Wang Yu.

"Do as you wish. I came here to buy documents from your boss. Since he's dead, it's none of my concern." Wang Yu replied coolly, then walked straight toward the half-exposed safe.

The brown-haired man quickly followed, sensing the right move.

"Fine. Transfer me one million right now. When it hits my account, I'll let you go." The fierce youth shifted his blade from the man's throat to his abdomen, forcing the fat man to stand. Then he pulled out his phone, displaying a bank account on the screen for the fat man to see.

The fat man showed no delay. He took out his own phone, tapped furiously, then said, "Done."

The fierce youth grunted. He didn't release the man immediately, but checked the incoming text message on his phone. After confirming it was correct, he slowly withdrew his blade from the man's abdomen.

The fat man merely smiled, adjusted his white suit, then turned to look at Wang Yu, his eyes filled with surprise as he asked:

"How did you see through my invisibility? Are you also a superhuman?"