Chapter 465: [365] Devour Transcendent! Golden Words! (4K for monthly pass and recomndation)_1
The horse-faced man was about to explode with rage.
A bounty hunter was being so arrogant right in front of him.
Was he not afraid of being exposed by him?
He looked at the latest ssage on the page.
The two words “screw you” couldn’t be more conspicuous.
“You motherfucker!”
The horse-faced man was furious.
“What happened?” A more composed voice ca from beside him.
Upon hearing this voice, the expression of the horse-faced man relaxed a bit, seemingly sowhat fearful of the other party, “Brother Cong, it’s the bounty hunter we contacted earlier. He’s asking us for money.”
“Oh? He’s not dead yet?” The man called Brother Cong ca over from next door, dressed in a blue leather jacket and wearing gold-rimd glasses.
However, the scar on the left side of his face and the sinister smile lingering at the corner of his mouth inevitably disrupted his peaceful aura, making him seem sowhat eerie.
“Ah?” The horse-faced man didn’t quite catch on.
The man with glasses just smiled aninglessly, “It seems we’ve t our match.”
“What?”
The horse-faced man’s complexion changed slightly.
“Damage,” the glasses man didn’t explain his confusion, but as he uttered this word, electronic bursting noises began emanating from the devices in the room.
He raised his head to look at the computer cara, witnessing the cara being devoured by flas.
The horse-faced man was startled, tumbling off the bed and looking up in bewildernt.
“I declare this information to terminate everything,” said the man with glasses, and after speaking, the color drained from his face by half. He kicked the horse-faced man, “Don’t just stand there, go.”
“Brother Cong, the bag…”
“Leave it.”
“There’s money inside, and your usual supplies.”
“…Hurry up.”
The two had just stepped out of the hotel when a gust of wind rushed past them in the corridor facing them.
“I declare this area a no-fly zone.”
The complexion of the man with glasses turned deathly pale in an instant, and the void trembled, as if so terrifying presence was blocked outside of this space.
The horse-faced man’s throat bobbed, “Brother Cong, what’s happening?”
The glasses man couldn’t be bothered with him but now he had to rely on this guy, urging, “Run quickly.”
The horse-faced man turned and ran.
The glasses man, left behind, almost passed out from holding his breath.
“You idiot! Take with you!”
The horse-faced man ran a couple of steps, heard the voice, and then rembering him, apologetically propped up the man with glasses and fled swiftly.
Almost the instant their figures vanished, Pei Jinye’s figure descended into the corridor.
Slightly surprised.
“Incredible, the glasses brother can actually make his words co true…”
He had never heard of such an ability.
But he frowned.
He didn’t recognize the other man.
There must be soone else behind this.
Almost in an instant, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.
…
…
Half an hour later,
“Brother Cong, can’t run anymore…” The horse-faced man’s legs had gone weak.
The man with glasses paid him no heed; he just grabbed a potion bottle from his bag and took a big gulp. The pallor of his face was slowly replaced by a flush of color.
“I declare we cannot be followed…!”
Almost before the glasses man had finished speaking, Pei Jinye’s voice forcefully intervened.
“I declare your declaration invalid.”
The horse-faced man pounced over with force, “Brother Cong, run!”
“Bang!”
Almost instantly, the horse-faced man’s charging body was violently flung backward, the audible cracking of his bones beneath the cloak of night exceptionally grating.
“I declare the attack invalid.”
Pei Jinye’s hand, just as it was about to press against the glasses man’s face, was suddenly resisted by a layer of glowing light, hindering his palm’s motion.
He grabbed fiercely.
The space even made a noise as if it was under too much strain.
But even so, it was of no avail.
Pei Jinye looked on, sowhat surprised.
“I declare… Damn!” the glasses man suddenly cursed under his breath.
His vitality had dropped too severely; one more word and he probably would die.
His gaze was uncertain as he stared at the mysterious masked man before him.
The glasses man felt an inexplicable chill down his spine.
“Perhaps we can talk,” the glasses man tried to remain calm, though his voice still trembled as he spoke softly.
Pei Jinye had tried many ways, but he still couldn’t break through.
“You’re a rather interesting Transcendent,” he said.
The glasses man didn’t know why, but that chilling feeling intensified, and without ti to ponder further, he whispered, “The Niu Demon King is dead, did you kill him? You drew us out to clarify the cause of Pei Jinye’s death, in fact… we can talk about it, after all, we are just middlen.”
The eyes beneath the mask stared directly at him.
A drop of cold sweat trickled down the forehead of the man with glasses: “Aren’t you here for Pei Jinye? Are you from the Federation to hunt us down? No, the feeling you give is completely different… Brother, I think we can talk.”
“Then let’s talk,” Pei Jinye’s voice, a bit hoarse, switched back in, “Do you know people from the Holy Alliance?”
“Not really, running into the Niu Demon King was purely coincidental,” the man with glasses dared not make any rash moves.
“Niu Demon King? He didn’t deserve that title,” Pei Jinye comnted nonchalantly.
“Yes, yes, he didn’t,” the man with glasses agreed, glancing at the horse-faced man, but alas, the horse-faced man was still lying on the ground in a state of unknowing life or death, which made the glasses man curse inwardly.
“Why kill him?” Pei Jinye seed to ask sothing quite random, without a particular purpose.
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