"Haha, who would have thought the God of Death cares about his woman!"
From the conversation between these few people, number 578 finally confird that the woman he was holding was very important to Hao Jian.
Hehe, the weakness of the God of Death must be reported to the boss!
As long as this weakness is communicated to his organization, he will receive a substantial reward, at least it's very significant for him.
"Let her go."
Hao Jian's gaze was calm, his tone had no fluctuation, but deep within his eyes, a chilling glare was as tangible as reality.
"God of Death, others might fear you, but I don't. I've already died once before, this life was never mine. Even if I can't seek vengeance today, dragging your woman down would be worth it!"
Number 578 grinned: "God of Death, do you know? Ever since you went into hiding, the other gods have been searching for your whereabouts. If I spread the news that you're here, do you know what difficulties you'll face?"
Upon hearing this, Hao Jian coldly laughed: "Those guys aren't fools. Even without you saying it, they already knew my whereabouts."
"But they never dared to co find
and make a move. Do you know why this is?"
"Why?"
"Because they're afraid of ."
A gentle voice flowed from Hao Jian's mouth, and as the voice echoed, Hao Jian's form suddenly vanished, appearing in front of number 578 in just an instant.
"Your strength, in my eyes, is no different from an ant. I planned to let you go, but unfortunately, your actions have touched my bottom line."
With a calm gaze, Hao Jian's hand unknowingly grasped the wrist of number 578 holding the knife, rendering him powerless.
His other hand swiftly grabbed number 578's knife, flung it fiercely backward, and the knife turned into a lethal weapon, embedding itself into a tree trunk, burying in up to the hilt.
Number 578 suddenly sneered, looking at Hao Jian, he laughed heartily: "God of Death, do you think you've won? You're holding my hand, but you've overlooked one issue..."
"You talk too much!"
The voice ca, Hao Jian's pupils suddenly contracted, only because a shining light suddenly erged from behind Lin Qingxue, and within this light, Hao Jian sensed danger, roaring in anger, but ultimately his speed was too slow.
"Boom!"
A violent sound suddenly rang out, and next, Hao Jian saw Lin Qingxue like a candle in the wind, blood splattering, flying towards him.
"Qingxue!"
An urgent roar burst from Hao Jian's throat at this mont, his face twisted into a snarl, carefully cradling Lin Qingxue in his arms, his hand trembling as it grasped her little hand.
Pale blue starlight swirled in his palm, then faded into Lin Qingxue's body, after checking thoroughly, he finally found there was no life-threatening danger, but she fell into a coma.
"Hehe, God of Death, live well with your woman, they will co for you!"
While Hao Jian was concerned about Lin Qingxue, number 578 had already run over a hundred ters away, feeling he was at a safe distance, he complacently laughed at Hao Jian, then directly leaped toward the distance.
If he hadn't held back earlier, perhaps he would've fallen into Hao Jian's hands by now, and precisely because of his foresight, he managed to make Hao Jian loosen his grip. Now, being able to escape was luck, he wouldn't dare stay here for another second.
"Whoosh!"
However, just as number 578 intended to leave, an extrely dark dagger suddenly cut through the air, bringing a gust of wind, slicing past his legs.
"Ah!"
"Boom!"
A scream suddenly erupted, and upon looking up, number 578 was seen clutching his legs, screaming in agony, blood flowing across the granite ground.
"Wings of God of Death?!"
Before him lay an extrely dark dagger, not reflecting any light under the sun, its darkness still displayed. The dagger was very thin, thin as a cicada's wing, yet its sharpness easily tore through the tendons in number 578's legs.
"I told you, you can't escape."
Hao Jian slowly stood up, his gaze icy, holding the unconscious and bloodied Lin Qingxue, his eyes falling on the struggling number 578, then turned and walked to Molan and the others.
He carefully placed Lin Qingxue on the ground, softly speaking to the three won: "Take good care of her. I'll quickly solve this issue."
For Lin Qingxue, Molan and the three were also very worried. When Hao Jian brought her over, they hurriedly gathered around, wanting to know Lin Qingxue's condition, but they weren't skilled in dical arts, how could they possibly discern?
From the surface, she looked very dangerous.
"Don't worry, she's not in any life danger."
Seemingly noticing the concern of the three won, Hao Jian shook his head, then looked at the lying number 578, saying: "Don't let anyone co near here."
After speaking, Hao Jian stepped forward, his gaze icy, a dragon has a reverse scale, which angers if touched!
"Hao Jian!"
Just as Hao Jian was about to take a step, Molan suddenly shouted. Turning his head, he heard her voice: "That guy was just calling the police. Quickly deal with him; once the police arrive, you won't be able to kill him."
Hearing this, Hao Jian looked up and saw Teng Ziwei, looking sowhat disheveled, speaking into his phone continuously. It seed he was indeed calling the police, as Molan said.
"No problem, you take care of her. I'll handle the rest."
Casually withdrawing his gaze, Hao Jian didn't care, his tone calm. Then he started walking steadily towards Number 578 step by step.
For Hao Jian, whether it was the police or Huaxia's Special Forces, neither could stop his steps. In his line of sight, that person was an enemy who had hurt his woman.
And anyone daring to lay a hand on his woman would have only one end, which is...
"Death!"
Like soone returning from Hell, Hao Jian's voice carried a bloody intensity, a sensation like an overwhelming wave of blood that crashed down. The more he approached, the more Number 578 struggled. But Hao Jian already had a plan, severing his tendons, rendering him like a grasshopper awaiting death.
"Stay away!"
Number 578 finally felt fear. Unable to use his legs, he crawled on the ground with his hands, desperately wanting to distance himself from Hao Jian. This feeling, it reminded him of that ti.
Back then, he was equally powerless. Compared to being knocked down with a punch and no follow-up, this was even more terrifying; he had to face Hao Jian's wrath.
Bending down, Hao Jian grabbed Number 578, lifting him up, with anger burning deep in his eyes, yet his exterior was terrifyingly calm.
It was this calmness that spread an extrely oppressive aura over everyone present, weighing down their shoulders and chests, making it difficult for them to breathe.
"No..."
A trembling voice escaped Number 578's mouth, blood pouring from his legs, making him feel his Life Force draining from those two openings.
"Once you've been marked by Wings of God of Death, no one but
can save you."
Hao Jian said calmly.
Hearing this, Number 578's face changed drastically, clutching Hao Jian with trembling hands: "Save !"
"Heh!"
With a jolt, Hao Jian shook off Number 578's hands, laughing coldly: "You hurt my woman, and you expect
to save you?!"
"Tell
everything you know. If I'm pleased, maybe I'll spare you."
"I'll tell! I'll tell! I don't want to die!"
Hearing this, Number 578, desperate like a drowning man grabbing at a straw, began to scream relentlessly.
Hao Jian's expression remained unchanged, waiting for Number 578's answer, a single palm glowing faintly blue, the light flickering with coldness.
Rather than sparing, it was more like granting this guy a little more ti to live. Anyone who hurt his woman ultimately wouldn't survive.
He also extended this guy's life by a few minutes, not breaking his vow; he only promised to spare him, not how long.
Unfortunately, Number 578 didn't know Hao Jian's thoughts, and to preserve his life, he revealed everything he knew without reservation.
Having escaped death once, he cherished his life more than ever. No matter how nonchalant he acted about it in front of Hao Jian, facing life and death, his survival instinct intensified infinitely. If dood, he would quietly accept death.
Now, hearing from Hao Jian's mouth about a chance to survive, even a slim one, his strong will to live urged him to try.
Hao Jian seized upon this person's mindset, which was why he spoke as such. To Hao Jian, anyone who hurt his woman had to be punished.
But the person in front of him was clearly not alone; there was a power behind him.
Hao Jian aid to extract that background force from him, then seek revenge on it. Dealing with just Number 578 wasn't enough to quell Hao Jian's anger.
"rcenary Alliance?"
The corners of Hao Jian's mouth turned up in a cold smile. It seed likely this was the force that dared to send people to trouble him, as he had thwarted many of their plans previously.
Now, the people from this alliance hated him to the core. Hao Jian wasn't surprised by their actions.
Looking down at Number 578, the corners of Hao Jian's mouth curled into an extrely cold smile. With a flick of his hand, he tossed Number 578 away, throwing him down the slope.
"Bang!"
Number 578 was thrown by Hao Jian onto the open ground of the slope, exactly where Hao Jian had just dealt with the wild boar.
"Thud!"
As his figure landed, Hao Jian approached Number 578.
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