Chapter 1084: Three Generations of Running Dogs

"Being a dog for the countries of the Western World, once you lost your value, you were kicked away; your grandfather also died miserably on the streets of America. The taste of being abandoned isn't pleasant, is it?" Chen Yu sneered, "Besides, you aren't anything good either; it turns out genes really are hereditary."

"The things carved into the bones of your Liu Family can never be changed."

"Enough nonsense. As long as I kill you, I can obtain support here. Chen Yu, meeting me is just your bad luck." Sang Kun raised the mountain-clearing blade in his hand and sneered, "Brothers, capture this brat, and we will have endless glory and wealth from now on. Remember, life or death doesn't matter, just bring me his head."

"Kill Chen Yu to claim the reward, kill!" A group of people raised the machetes in their hands, their momentum shaking the heavens.

"Your confidence is truly too high." Chen Yu looked at this group of people before him and suddenly laughed: "But you seem not to have understood one thing, and that is, your strength cannot even touch a corner of my clothes."

"Haha, Chen Yu, you are too confident in your own strength. You are a stray dog; everyone in S Country knows about you. If we capture you, we can ascend to the heavens in a single step." Sang Kun grinned hideously and pointed at Chen Yu: "Kill him, let's go claim the reward."

"Kill..." Dozens of people rushed toward Chen Yu. Sang Kun held a Fusang military saber and shouted hysterically from behind: "Kill Chen Yu, glory and wealth will be yours for the taking, kill!"

Chen Yu stood with his hands behind his back, not moving at all. Watching this group of people rushing toward him crazily, he sighed slightly: "Heaven and Earth are unkind, the world is unjust."

Boom—a bolt of lightning streaked across the heavens and earth, illuminating the entire ground, followed immediately by a torrential downpour falling from the sky.

Yet Chen Yu had already vanished from the eyes of these dozens of people. They stood on the spot, somewhat at a loss, and just at this moment, a clear, cold voice entered everyone's ears: "Break, kill!"

Pfft, pfft, pfft—an invisible Sword Qi condensed into an electric snake, slithering restlessly before these dozens of people. Wherever the electric snake went, these people fell to the ground one after another.

Sang Kun stood at the very back of the crowd. He was struck with terror and turned to run. At the very moment he fled, all the underlings he had brought with him died and fell to the ground.

Sang Kun's eyes were filled with horror. To hunt down Chen Yu, the officials of S Country had issued generous conditions; no matter what your identity or status was, as long as you provided Chen Yu's location, you could receive a rich reward.

If you killed Chen Yu directly, there would be even more rewards waiting for you.

As the leader of one of the top three gangs in S Country, his ambition was certainly not limited to providing clues; he wanted to kill Chen Yu directly, and then their gang would leap to become the largest gang in the territory, and at that time, they would also be able to hook up with the officials.

Three generations of Sang Kun's ancestors were traitors. His grandfather even sold out a list of national intelligence departments, causing dozens of agents lurking abroad to be buried in foreign lands. By his generation, it was considered in decline; originally, he had intended to use this to get ahead.

But he had not expected Chen Yu to be so ruthless; with one move, he wiped out dozens of his underlings. It seemed this reward was not so easy to claim.

In the rain, he drove an off-road vehicle, rushing madly toward the outskirts. That place was where their gang's headquarters was located, and there, they possessed a powerful expert.

In a massive factory, all of Sang Kun's underlings had gathered, and various weapons were already prepared.

"Watch the entrance, don't allow anyone to come in. Anyone who dares to force their way in, kill without mercy." Sang Kun roared, then hurried into the interior.

Inside, a Fusang Great Divine Official in bird-and-beast court robes was worshipping their Fusang Emperor.

"San Mu, this time you must help me." Sang Kun panted heavily: "Chen Yu is coming to kill us."

"I told you long ago that the S Country official reward is not so easy to claim. You just wouldn't believe me." San Mu lit a stick of incense and then slowly turned around.

This fellow had a fair complexion and was dressed as an Onmyoji. He held his head high, displaying the arrogant manner of a Fusang official to the fullest.

"I was wrong, San Mu. I just wanted to take some shortcuts because I have waited long enough here." Sang Kun said, trembling: "This time you must help me. In the Emerald mine that Chen Yu currently occupies, there is something you need."

"Let him come. Once he arrives, he won't need to leave." San Mu was very confident; he said disdainfully: "Our Divine Way never fears anyone."

A figure flashed, and Chen Yu had already appeared near this factory. In fact, he had followed Sang Kun the whole way; if he wished, he could take Sang Kun's life in a single thought.

But he did not do so. To cut weeds, one must remove the roots. Sang Kun was not a good person to begin with; a guy whose ancestors for three generations were traitors had a rebellious bone in the back of his head.

"Who is it? This is a restricted area of the Sanhe Chamber of Commerce, no idlers allowed." A man holding a gun roared at Chen Yu.

"This is the headquarters of the Sanhe Chamber of Commerce?" Chen Yu grinned and said: "That's right, then. You are exactly who I am looking for."

A figure flashed, and Chen Yu's form vanished before the man's eyes. The next second, with a pfft, a strand of Sword Qi had already pierced a large hole through the man's chest.

The man looked at his chest in disbelief, and the nerves in his hand triggered the trigger. Rat-tat-tat, a burst of bullets poured out from his muzzle, and the sound of gunfire signaled that something major had happened.

"Get ready." All the weapons and people inside the factory were in position. They stared fixedly at the entrance, waiting for the appearance of that enemy.

Chen Yu slowly appeared, and someone roared: "Kill him!"

Rat-tat-tat, the sound of gunfire rang out again, and a hail of bullets assaulted Chen Yu in that instant.

Chen Yu's figure flashed, weaving through the crowd like a ghost. These bullets couldn't touch a corner of his clothes at all. In fact, these dozens of people didn't put much pressure on Chen Yu. With Chen Yu's current strength, to deal with him, one would need to mobilize a battalion of troops, and a fully armed one at that.

The higher the realm of a Dharma Cultivator, the more terrifying their power. Chen Yu was only at the Entering the Dao stage, but he already did not fear most of the world's weapons.

Screams rang out one after another. Because Chen Yu's speed was too fast, when he swept into the crowd, these people had no time to react at all; they even turned their muzzles and fired bullets into their own people.

Ten minutes later, there was no one left standing. Chen Yu strode into the factory.

In the factory courtyard, an altar had been set up, and on the altar sat a divine statue. This divine statue was a giant snake, and this snake possessed eight heads, with the eyes on every head revealing a terrifying, murderous glint.