On a bustling street, where the rain pitter-pattered as it landed on the ground.
Two figures were standing in the middle of the road. Vehicles phased through their bodies, and passers-by around them were unable to see them.
“Dinsional Dao?”
Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of surprise on his face.
Dinsional!
That was a very broad term.
The so-called dinsion inhabited by ordinary people was usually three-dinsional. It referred to its length, width, and height. If ti was taken into account, then it would be considered a four-dinsional space.
The old man in front of him had familiarized himself with a trace of dinsional power and was able to slightly change the dinsional space. The consequence of doing so was that he remained in the middle of the road from his perspective, but the passing cars could not see him... the spatial dinsions that both parties were inhabiting were different.
The strength of the other party had clearly reached a venerable stage.
“You’re quite knowledgeable!”
When the old man heard this, a bright light emanated from his clouded eyes. “Young man, you were able to kill Young Master Han’s Shadow. Your strength is indeed adequate. At your age, this old man would have never been able to achieve such a feat.”
“Unfortunately, you should have never killed Young Master Han. With Young Master Han dead, the position of the Park family’s master has beco extrely weak. My master had taken under his wing for so many years...”
“Before you die, you have the right to know my na!”
“Rember, my na is Fu Wanlong. Fifty years ago, after the battle with Guan Shanyue in Daxueshan, I escaped unscathed...” Fu Wanlong smiled proudly.
“Too much nonsense cos out of your mouth!”
Ye Chen shook his head slightly as he rubbed his fingers against one another. Feeling the moisture between them, he gazed up at the sky. “You destroyed countless noble families in the Tiannan Province. Let the autumn rain wash away your sins.”
Fu Wanlong sneered coldly. Just as he was about to speak, he could not help but frown before looking up.
Countless bean-sized raindrops were falling from the sky.
Rain!
How could there be rain!
He had already used Dinsional Dao to drag this person into his dinsion. How could there be rain?
The rain was getting heavier and heavier!
He stretched his hand out to feel it, before imdiately feeling searing pain. His eyes widened as he took in the bloody bean-sized hole in his hand.
The water droplets were able to penetrate through even stone!
“You... you are...”
His face had lost its color, turning a ghostly pale shade. He looked at Ye Chen, his fearful eyes suddenly rembering a crucial detail.
However, in the next mont.
He could only scream out in pain.
Endless raindrops pumled his head, imdiately piercing through his skull. It was as if they were countless bullets, shooting through him and turning him into a sieve.
There was not a single drop of blood shed during the ordeal.
PLOP!
He collapsed heavily onto the ground. The life was rapidly draining out of his body, accompanied by an excruciating, neverending pain.
Ye Chen took a step forward before making his way towards the toy store across the road, without even sparing a look at him.
“WAIT!”
Fu Wanlong forced a breath, his face a flushed red. “Could at least let know who I’ve died to?”
“My na is Ye Chen, and they know as Mad Southern Ye!”
An emotionless voice sounded.
“Yes!”
“Tiannan!”
“Mad Southern Ye!”
Fu Wanlong smiled bitterly, a hint of color reappearing in his gray eyes. “I should have known ages ago. From the mont I stepped foot into Tiannan, this was the fate I was destined to et. Good, very good. To die at the hands of Mad Southern Ye, I have no regrets!”
With that, he dropped dead.
Fu Wanlong, who had road unrestrained for fifty years and had the gall to compete with the legendary Guan Shanyue of the martial arts world, had officially t his demise. He could even escape from the encirclent of the Dragon Soul Sect and the Heavenly Palace.
But he died at Ye Chen’s hands!
From the beginning to the end, he had not even touched an inch of Ye Chen’s clothes!
During his dying breaths, Ye Chen had already walked into the toy store. The space around him had changed once again.
A Honda had taken advantage of the green light to quickly drive over the zebra crossing when it suddenly ca to a screeching halt, noticing an old man lying on the stripes suddenly appearing in front of his car.
“Did... did soone die?”
“I haven’t been drinking and driving. There was no one on the road just now. Why is there just an old man suddenly on the road? Don’t tell it’s a scam...”
The Honda driver hurriedly parked his car and got out of his car to take a look.
Just one glance had almost frightened him to death!
“...”
Not long after, a police cruiser had been sent over. After barricading the cri scene for an autopsy, they found that countless bullets had seemingly penetrated the old man’s head. What left them scratching their heads was that there were no bullets in the old man’s head.
After that, a few n in uniform ca over and the old man’s corpse was taken away, as well as the surveillance footage for investigation purposes.
...
On the second day after returning ho, Ye Chen was surprised to find that the Patriarch of Hell had not been seen as of late. After asking his parents, they had also found that the Patriarch of Hell was going out more frequently and not returning ho.
His behavior was very unusual, and this was before Qian Qian went missing. This made him slightly unhappy. If the Patriarch of Hell had been at ho, Qian Qian would not have gone missing.
He could not help but call Lin Tai over. He frowned and asked, “Where is the Patriarch?”
“The Patriarch?”
Lin Tai looked like he wanted to say sothing but hesitated. He seed to be a little embarrassed to say it. In the end, he said, “Mr Lord, you will find out when you co with and take a look.”
Ye Chen could only subdue his impatience as he got into his car.
...
Half an hour later, in a KTV in the western district of Lin City.
Three young n with colorful hair were cowering in a private room, trembling in fear. On the sofa beside them laid a fifteen or sixteen-year-old youth who had seemingly fallen asleep. However, from ti to ti, he displayed the hint of a viciousness in his expression when he furrowed his brows
“Greetings, my Lord!”
As Ye Chen approached the private room, the three youths who were trembling in fear imdiately fell to the ground on their knees, obvious terror painted on their expressions.
“What’s going on?”
Ye Chen did not ask them, but glanced at Lin Tai behind him.
Lin Tai smiled bitterly and said, “My Lord, you may not know this, but these three boys are all my subordinates, and the kid next to them is Zhao Xiaotian. This kid has spent money to bribe these three boys into murdering soone.”
“Who?”
Ye Chen looked at the kid lying on the sofa.
“I have a video here, you should take a look.”
Lin Tai did not answer his question directly. With a peculiar expression, he ordered soone to carry a computer into the room and plug a USB drive in. After that, a video was displayed. The person in the video happened to be Zhao Xiaotian and the other three youths.
Zhao Xiaotian was holding a bag of money in his hand. He nervously entered the private room and respectfully greeted one of the youths, “Greetings, Brother Ba.”
“You are the Zhao Xiaotian that Wang Lei told about, right? ” Brother Ba smiled at him, a cigarette dangling in his mouth as he had his arms around two bargirls.
“Yes!”
Zhao Xiaotian nodded excitedly, before putting the money on the table. He spoke, a tinge of doubt in his voice. “Brother Ba, Wang Lei told you about it before, right? This money is your reward.”
“Tell , who do you want to kill?”
Brother Ba looked at the bag of money on the table greedily.
There was at least 200,000 yuan!
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