Chapter 39: The Great Spiritual Master (Part 1)

  Seeing that figure emerging from the darkness, being pushed in a wooden wheelchair, Dark Hawk Wood's face was taken aback.

  Everyone was stunned, and no one had expected such a thing to happen?

  The only sound in the empty entrance hall of the Lott family was the creaking of the wooden wheels and the hard floor, making a "creaking" noise that seemed particularly noticeable.

  As he looked closely at the face of the person pushing the wooden wheelchair, Dark Hawkwood's expression turned even more unsightly, and he said in a low voice.

  "Castro, are you going back on our agreement?"

  "Haha, Lord Wood, we're just in a contractual relationship, no need to use the word 'betrayal' so harshly. I, 'Bat Hunter' Castello, have been in this chaotic city for many years, and I'm not one to be easily intimidated. But when I took on the task, you didn't mention that I'd stir up such big trouble..."

  Castro said these words with a tone that still carried a strong sense of resentment. If he hadn't taken on the mission to assassinate Dark Hawk Wood, he wouldn't have met Ye Han and wouldn't be in this predicament where he wasn't free.

  Upon hearing Castro's words, Dark Eagle Wood's expression changed, and he also seemed to have caught the meaning behind Castro's words. He shifted his gaze back to the young Minotaur sitting in the wheelchair, his eyes gradually filling with seriousness as he spoke in a low tone.

  "What kind of person are you? Do you want to get involved in the feud between the Dark Eagle Gang and the Lott Family too?"

  "What kind of person I am is not important? What's important is, I've heard that in the City of Chaos, as long as you have the power, you can get whatever you want, and you can freely occupy others' assets and wealth. I suddenly became very interested in the Dark Eagle Gang. How about it? Can't I have a share?"

  Ye Han sat in his wheelchair, ignoring the threatening tone in Dark Eagle Wood's words, and said calmly.

  "A good one to share a cup of soup. In this chaotic city, for people who are interested in the Dark Eagle Gang, it's not just you, but most of them are dead. Young man, having ideas is a good thing, but also ask yourself if you have the strength to support it, don't do things that are beyond your power. Otherwise, it might backfire, and if you're unlucky, losing your life wouldn't be worth it."

  Dark Eagle Wood's eyes narrowed, if it were his usual temperament, anyone who dared to speak to him like that would have been torn apart by five horses. But at this moment, the young Minotaur sitting in a wheelchair was indeed suspicious and had an inexplicable feeling of being unable to see through him, so for the time being, he didn't dare to act rashly.

  However, according to his way of thinking, a cripple who needs to be pushed out in a wheelchair has nothing to be afraid of. Moreover, he is really too young, and instinctively, Dark Hawk Wood had a kind of disdainful feeling. He felt that even if this young bull head was strong, he would probably only be strong to a limited extent, so his originally heightened vigilance relaxed again, and his tone also became more overbearing.

  It seems that in this chaotic city, killing one's own kind is not enough, and all sorts of riffraff dare to provoke oneself. It seems that today will be a day of great slaughter, and if one can escape with their life, it won't matter, but if it causes one's prestige and intimidating power within the gang to decline, then it would be a loss.

  So he made up his mind that if the young Minotaur in front of him was really pretending to be a hero, then he would have to make an example out of him and let others see what kind of consequences there would be for daring to interfere with his own affairs.

  "Is there strength? That can only be known by trying. As for whether it's beyond one's own ability, that's not for you to worry about."

  Yehan's voice came faintly from the wheelchair.

  "Hmm, young one, it seems you're determined to oppose me today. Since you don't know how to show respect, then leave your life behind!"

  Dark Eagle Wood was speaking when he suddenly made his move.

  The red-brown long knife behind him, with a 'ting' sound, the blood-colored knife gas emitted a scorching breath, held in Dark Eagle Wood's hand, at a distance of three or four zhang, the blade suddenly appeared in front of Ye Han.

  Obviously, Dark Eagle Wood still had reservations and was preparing to make a surprise attack, determined to kill with one blow.

  He was indeed the leader of the ruthless killers, and his move was extremely vicious. If this blow landed, it would likely split Ye Han's head in two.

  It was just one knife, and the scorching knife energy directly cleaved out a deep chasm in the air in the middle.

  The sharp blade's aura was so powerful that even the hardest steel would be split in two. Everyone watching thought to themselves, "It seems this young man is doomed." Even Delin covered her mouth, afraid that Ye Han would die right there.

  There was only Castro, who had been pushing Ye Hanmu's wheelchair from behind all along, still with an expression of not caring at all, standing behind Ye Han, without even making a move to dodge.

  Others didn't know, but he understood that the young bull-headed man sitting in a wheelchair, looking weak and feeble, was actually a formidable figure. Dark Hawk Wood was also a character in the chaotic city, but wanting to oppose this unfathomable young bull-headed man might not be something he was qualified for.

  Just as the sharp blade was about to reach his face, Ye Han finally made his move.

  With just a raise of his eyelids, Ye Han stretched out one finger and welcomed it.

  His fingers were slender and unlike the rough large hands of ordinary Minotaurs, they slowly stretched out like the finest white porcelain.

  At the moment the sword was about to arrive, a finger pointed upwards.

  "He's gone mad! What is he trying to do?"

  "Did he really think that a single finger could stop the Hawk of Darkwood, infamous in the City of Chaos for his scorching hawk blade?"

  Someone snickered.

  "This is a rhythm of seeking death, young people don't know the height of heaven and the thickness of earth..."

  "Look, I bet this young bullhead is afraid that in the hands of Dark Eagle Wood, he won't even last one move, and will be split in two along with his hand."

  ……

  In an instant, seeing this scene before their eyes, they heard all sorts of exclamations, jeers and cold laughter bursting out. Everyone had already made up their minds, seemingly having seen the final outcome, that this young man was definitely going to die.

  But for some reason, looking at the young bull-headed man in front of him with an expressionless face that didn't change in the slightest, not even raising his eyelids completely. In Dark Hawk Wood's heart, however, a deep sense of unease suddenly arose, but was immediately enveloped by intense anger.

  "Bastard! How dare you look down on me like that? I'll have you dead!"

  With a fierce gritting of teeth, the internal Qi was mobilized, and the reddish-brown blade of the scorching eagle knife, accompanied by a scorching knife aura, fiercely chopped towards Ye Han's face.

  At this moment, Ye Han's face was still calm, but the finger he slowly stretched out happened to reach the position where the knife edge was chopping.

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