"What do you mean?"
Wan Yunting's eyes widened in anger, staring intently at Silver Hair. A sudden, sharp pang struck his heart, and a bad premonition washed over him.
Silver Hair pulled out his phone and opened a video, holding it up to Wan Yunting. Instantly, Wan Yunting's eyes bulged wide.
The video showed Cheng Wan'er lying on an operating table. Beside her, on another operating table, lay a little boy, about five or six years old. Several doctors in white coats were making preparations before the surgery…
"Before you arrived, I had already sent your niece to General Akarad's side. She's being prepared for a heart transplant surgery for his son. Yes, that's right, your niece's heart will be taken out and transplanted into General Akarad's son!"
Silver Hair pointed at the video, a sinister grin on his face, and explained to Wan Yunting, "So, I lied to you about coming here!"
*Boom!*
Wan Yunting's expression froze, his mind struck by a thunderous roar. He stood rigid on the spot, his wide eyes filled with grief, despair, and rage, which now consumed his entire face…
"Ah…!"
A final roar erupted from Wan Yunting's throat. In an instant, his entire demeanor changed as if he had been injected with adrenaline. Terrifying killing intent emanated from his body, his face contorted in fury. His eyes were bloodshot as he hurled the mountain-splitting saber in his left hand at Silver Hair before him, shouting, "I'll kill you…"
The sudden transformation stunned Silver Hair. Fortunately, his loyal subordinate reacted swiftly, stepping forward to shield Silver Hair. The mountain-splitting saber pierced directly through his chest, and he collapsed, spitting blood…
"A'si…"
It was only then that Silver Hair reacted. His eyes bulged in panic as he looked at the suddenly berserk Wan Yunting, backing away rapidly and shouting sharply, "Kill him! Quickly kill him…"
"Die, all of you will die…"
At this moment, Wan Yunting, having learned that his niece's heart was to be extracted, had completely lost control. As if possessed, terrifying killing intent erupted from him, his eyes turning blood red. Disregarding the swords and cudgels, he charged at Silver Hair…
Silver Hair was also terrified, being pulled back by two loyal subordinates. At the same time, surrounding thugs and young men surged towards Wan Yunting. However, the berserk Wan Yunting's combat power was off the charts, as he had been accumulating strength, preparing to escape.
But Silver Hair, in his foolishness, had produced the video to provoke Wan Yunting, making him unable to bear the thought of his niece's death. The inner energy in his dantian erupted instantly, leading to his frenzy…
Ah…
Roars and screams continuously filled the plaza, resembling an inferno. Wan Yunting, wielding two mountain-splitting sabers, looked like a demon god from hell. With each strike, he felled his opponents, who collapsed in pools of blood, their bodies twitching…
The berserk Wan Yunting was completely out of control, his blood-red eyes fixed on the most conspicuous Silver Hair in the crowd, relentlessly closing in on him…
"Quickly kill him! Kill him now…"
Silver Hair was also terrified by Wan Yunting's formidable combat prowess, his heart filled with unease. He kept pushing his henchmen forward…
However, as one by one they attacked, they were all cut down by Wan Yunting, falling like cabbages into the blood. The scene of carnage and terror was deeply unsettling…
Silver Hair's wide eyes could not conceal his inner terror. Watching the approaching Wan Yunting, he suddenly seemed to recall something. He fumbled behind his waist, pulling out a pistol. With a trembling hand, he aimed it at Wan Yunting, who was walking towards him step by step. Silver Hair's face contorted into a manic laugh, "Kid, come on! I want to see if you can even block bullets…"
Wan Yunting looked up, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Silver Hair. He too was startled by that death-like gaze, shouting, "Fuck your mother…"
*Bang!*
The gunshot echoed through the entire plaza. The bullet pierced a droplet of rain and passed through Wan Yunting's left shoulder, sending blood splattering through the air…
Yet, Wan Yunting paid no heed. At this moment, he was oblivious to pain. With a push of his feet, he shot forward like an arrow, hurling the mountain-splitting saber in his right hand at Silver Hair before him…
Ah…
The next second, a scream escaped Silver Hair's lips. Before he could fire a second shot, his entire right arm was severed by Wan Yunting's flung saber, falling into the blood. His ring finger and little finger were still twitching…
Silver Hair clutched his severed right arm with his left hand, blood gushing out continuously. His face contorted in a mask of terrifying agony, he screamed pitifully…
The next moment, Wan Yunting appeared before him like the Grim Reaper. Especially those blood-red eyes. At this moment, Silver Hair trembled all over, feeling the aura of death emanating from Wan Yunting's eyes…
*Splat…*
He was given no chance. The mountain-splitting saber swept across, its tip slicing through Silver Hair's throat. Blood spurted out, splashing all over Wan Yunting's face…
Silver Hair's eyes widened in utter horror. He clutched his severed throat with his left hand, his entire body convulsing, before collapsing stiffly backward into the pool of blood…
*Clang…*
The mountain-splitting saber fell from Wan Yunting's hand, limp. He raised his head, the heavy rain washing the blood from his face. Instantly, his eyes rolled back, his entire body seemed to lose all strength, and he collapsed straight into the pool of blood, losing consciousness…
After an unknown period, several figures were seen running towards him from a distance…
Three days later, at the Li Guohao private villa estate in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
On a large bed in a guest room lay a man completely bandaged, it was the rescued Wan Yunting!
Having been unconscious for three full days and nights, the eyelashes of his eyes twitched slightly. Then, his expression contorted in pain, his eyeballs rolling beneath his eyelids. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his hoarse voice calling out, "Wan'er…"
At this moment, Niu Qiuling, who was keeping watch outside, heard the movement within and rushed in. Seeing the awakened Wan Yunting, his eyes blankly scanning the ceiling and the surroundings, and then spotting Niu Qiuling standing at the door, she saw that the man had finally woken up. Her eyes turned slightly red, her heart filled with immense emotion.
Three days ago, she had seen Wan Yunting brought back covered in blood by Meiying and Tianlang, which had terrified her into tears. With Li Guohao's help, they had returned from Thailand to Malaysia overnight. Li Guohao had even summoned the best doctors to rescue Wan Yunting, finally saving his life.