673: Chapter 662 673: Chapter 662 The real reason, there could only be one.
“Lei Long has come back, has he?” Song Yun asked calmly.
“What are you talking about?” Sima’s face changed slightly, and he immediately denied, “Didn’t Big Brother Lei Long die a long time ago?
What do you mean ‘come back’?
We don’t know about that.
Someone paid us to take your life, Song Yun.
We just happen to be in need of money, so here we are.
Sorry about this, it was actually quite nice working with you.”
“Hehe, since you’re unwilling to speak, let it be.” Song Yun shrugged nonchalantly, “If you’re so keen on seeking death, I’ll just have to oblige.”
“Who will die is still uncertain.” Lady covered his mouth with a laugh, “Brother Song Yun, looking at you now, with your flamboyant stance, lifeless eyes, and pale face, have you been overindulgent?”
Song Yun curled his lip and said, “Even if I am drained, I can still take you guys down in a matter of minutes.”
“No more nonsense, kill him now while he’s weak!” Sima ordered.
Instantly, the four elite squad members around Sima sprang into action.
Guan Yin moved the fastest, almost reaching Song Yun in a few breaths.
Song Yun remained expressionless, but cursed inwardly.
How timely these guys had arrived!
Now he was so weak that he couldn’t even run, let alone fight.
What a predicament!
“Die!” Guan Yin’s hand brandished a dark military dagger at Song Yun’s neck, obviously coated with poison!
Song Yun thought to retreat, but his legs gave way, unable to move back an inch!
It was then a white figure leapt from the side, followed by a cracking sound and Guan Yin’s cry of pain.
Song Yun took a closer look and saw Wangcai, who had somehow already reached his side, biting down on Guan Yin’s arm wielding the dagger.
Wangcai’s eyes were filled with ferocity, its bloody fangs deeply embedded into Guan Yin’s arm, almost severing it.
Song Yun didn’t expect Wangcai to display such bravery.
Poor Wangcai, a noble Snow Mastiff, had been used as a mere guard dog by Song Yun.
Even more pitiful was the fact that, against Song Yun’s almost godlike intuition, Wangcai was merely a nemesis it could neither bite nor scratch, eventually submitting to Song Yun and slowly getting used to its master.
But just because Wangcai couldn’t touch Song Yun didn’t mean it couldn’t touch others.
Its docile demeanor deceived many, even Sima and his group, who saw it as just a regular dog.
Guan Yin had not anticipated this setback.
Once Wangcai had its teeth in Guan Yin’s arm, it yanked to the side, tearing several deep, bone-deep gashes, blood spurting instantly.
After crippling Guan Yin’s combat ability, Wangcai turned and pounced toward the gun-wielding Shinobi.
Almost at the moment Wangcai charged, a silencer-equipped pistol appeared in his hand.
Piu, piu.
Two slight gunshots, Wangcai swiftly dodged to the side, then without losing momentum, dashed right in front of Shinobi.
The bloodstained fangs flashed again, shocking him.
Just as he tried to dodge, a stone flew through the air and struck.
Pop, hitting Shinobi’s ankle.
Shinobi’s body halted momentarily.
Crack!
Another crisp sound.
Because of his short RB heritage, Wangcai’s leap nearly matched him in height, and with that leap, bit into Shinobi’s neck.
Shinobi felt something sharply pierce his neck, his strength draining rapidly.
Just as Wangcai prepared to bite down hard and sever Shinobi’s neck, Zhang Bao and Lady arrived.
Both were close-quarters combat experts; one aimed a fist at Wangcai’s head, while the other struck towards its cervical spine.
The dog’s two weak points, head and neck, were almost instantly exploited.
As Wangcai was about to be hit, it decisively let go of Shinobi’s arm, kicked off his body, and darted to the side with incredible speed, too fast for either to follow.
After escaping, Wangcai circled back to Song Yun’s side.
Song Yun looked up at the upstairs and spoke, “Qingluan, since you’ve come out already, let’s wrap this up quickly, I want to sleep.”
Qingluan, smiling with a handful of stones, appeared on the second-floor balcony, then leaped gently, floating down like a descending fairy.
“I actually wanted to watch Wangcai perform a bit longer,” Qingluan said with a smile.
“If we keep watching, Wangcai will get bullied.
Although it’s pretty strong, it can’t handle so many people,” Song Yun chuckled.
Sima, surprised by the woman who jumped down from the second-floor, a beauty that seemed not of this world, felt an involuntary twinge in his heart, an instinctual aversion that made him reluctant to be an enemy to this woman.
“These people, weren’t they all under you?” Qingluan asked with a smile.
“They were, not anymore,” Song Yun shrugged helplessly, “This bro has also encountered betrayal.”
“Move it, don’t stop!” Seeing Lady and Zhang Bao not moving, Sima barked an order as he jumped down from the wall himself.
Reluctant as he was to oppose this woman, thinking of his big brother Lei Long’s commands, he hardened his heart and charged at Song Yun.
“Blabber.” Qingluan stated coldly.
Flicking her fingers, a stone flew from her hand at a speed that nearly broke the sound barrier.
Bang.
A crisp sound.
Zhang Bao was hit in the head.
His body flew backwards.
With absolutely no time or chance to dodge, the stone seemed magically accurate, as if it would hit you no matter where you tried to hide.
Bam.
Another sound, this time Lady flew backward.
Both lay on the ground, their condition unknown.
Sima was terrified.
He could not fathom how this seemingly delicate beauty could instantly kill two of his brothers with mere flicked stones.
Could it be she had mastered Yiyang Finger?
This comical thought flashed through Sima’s mind.
“You are the Shura Alliance’s first betrayed leader,” Song Yun looked at Sima calmly saying, “and the first to die.”
“Go to hell…” Sima roared, about to throw some dynamite, but then he heard the whoosh of something flying through the air.
It’s over!
This was Sima’s last thought.
Bang.
Sima was struck by a stone in the head, his body shuddering violently, then his eyes rolled back, and he fell.
“Wang Hu, bring some guys here,” Song Yun called Wang Hu and instructed simply.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, that’s quite skillful of you, Qingluan,” Song Yun admiringly looked at her and said, “When will you teach me?”
“Some other time,” Qingluan smiled and replied, “I’m off to sleep.”
“Alright then, goodnight.” Song Yun watched Qingluan walk away, then beckoned Wangcai over, crouching and patting its head.
Song Yun laughed, “You did a great job tonight.”
“Ao wu!” Wangcai called out proudly.
“What reward do you want?
Should I get you a female Snow Mastiff?” teased Song Yun.
“Ao wu.”
“No bitch, you want a girl?
Wangcai, you truly…
are just like me!
Haha!”