After being ambushed, Chen Jingzhou had looked into Kun of the Left.
He mused to himself for a long time, as if digesting the unbelievable and unacceptable result, and only spoke after a long while, "Kun of the Left, Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult.
"He had cultivated his family's martial arts since young, and was a famous assassin in the underworld even before the Revival of Qi. He resided in Southeast Asia all year round, and appeared to be a member of a Chinese gang overseas. According to our information, Kun of the Left was already close to rank-seven grandmaster twenty years ago."
"He was adept at assassination, and had successfully assassinated a grandmaster twenty years ago. Now that he is rank-nine and has grasped blade will, there's no telling how many times stronger he was back then. I wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed if he had ambushed me."
Jiang He could not help exclaiming, "He's that powerful? So he's an assassin. No wonder I didn't notice him when he was hiding in the opposite yard. "
There was a look of lingering fear on his face.
He patted his chest softly, still a little fearful.
Fortunately …
Dumbo had done a good job.
If it had not shot blindly, Jiang He might have …
Jiang He thought about it seriously. It seemed that Kun of the Left would not have killed him even if Dumbo had missed him.
His Dark Golden Combat Armor could cover his entire body with a single thought, and though Kun of the Left's blade will was powerful, it did not deal much damage after being weakened by the Dark Golden Combat Armor. At most, Jiang He would vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.
And that was because he did not charge Indestructible Diamond at the time.
A vein bulged on Chen Jingzhou's forehead when he saw the look on Jiang He's face.
What the hell is with that 'scared' look?
Why are you acting like that even after you cut him down?
Taking a deep breath, he could not help asking, "Jiang He, could you tell me what happened? I'm very curious about how you killed Kun of the Left."
Of course, he could not tell the truth.
Even so, Chen Jingzhou's vision would naturally tell the truth even if he made it up.
As such, Jiang He decided to describe it as succinctly as possible so that Chen Jingzhou would not be able to tell, and promptly said, "Didn't you give me a batch of resources? I thought that my cat and dog could use the gatling gun, which is why I brought it out and taught them how to test it."
As he spoke, he pointed at the Gatling gun at the entrance.
Chen Jingzhou nodded.
He had noticed Jiang He's cat and dog when he came yesterday afternoon. One was a rank-four Feral, while the other was a rank-five Feral. Ferals of such levels were quite intelligent.
Moreover, Jiang He was a beast-tamer, and it was not difficult for him to teach his pet cats and dogs to use the gatling gun.
"At that time, my dog was shooting randomly outside. Kun of the Left, who was hiding in the opposite yard, suddenly exploded and charged at me. I reacted quickly and stabbed him in the heart and lungs. After he fell to the ground, I stabbed him in the shoulder twice and finally killed him."
"…"
Chen Jingzhou's face turned green. He had a nagging feeling that Jiang He was babbling nonsense. How could a rank-nine who grasped blade will be killed just like that?
What f * cking stabbing through the heart?
Is Kun of the Left an idiot?
Would he stand still and let you stab him?
However, when he checked Kun of the Left's wound, he was dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Did Kun of the Left really stand still and let Jiang He stab him?
There was silence just then, and Chen Jingzhou was unsure what to say.
Soon, the rumble of a car engine could be heard. Cheng Dongfeng had stopped his off-road vehicle and jumped out, doing a double take. "Am I late? Did the battle end so quickly? "
He was a little disappointed.
He did not make it in time for the battle between rank-nines …
His gaze then fell on the corpse on the ground and he walked up, laughing. "As expected of a rank-nine elite, Commander Chen, cutting down a rank-nine so easily … eh? Why does this wound look like a blade wound? "
Cheng Dongfeng dropped to a crouch and checked Kun of the Left's wound. Then, his body abruptly shuddered, and he stared at Jiang He as if he had seen a ghost.
Jiang He flashed a simple and courteous smile.
After a full half hour, Cheng Dongfeng finally drove off with Chen Jingzhou in tow.
Before he left, Chen Jingzhou took Kun of the Left's identity plate.
The Sky Demon Cult Elder Token was different from the Fiend Token and the Decan Token. Not only was the craftsmanship much more intricate, but it was also forged entirely out of S-grade alloy. Moreover, there was a special purple metal embedded on the edge of the token, making it appear extremely noble and luxurious.
The front of the token plate was inscribed with the number 'Lu', while the back was inscribed with the word 'Saint', which represented the Sixth Elder of the Sky Demon Cult.
Chen Jingzhou wanted to take the corpse with him.
But Jiang He insisted.
He then explained, "Commander Chen, even if everyone from the Sky Demon Cult deserves to die, he is still a living being. I can't bear to see him stabbed to death like that, which is why I want to bury him in my yard and burn incense and joss paper for him during festivals. It would be a form of consolation for my young soul."
Chen Jingzhou did a double take at those words.
Young soul? What the heck?
All he could do was take the token plate and leave.
… …
Seventy kilometers away from Lingzhou City.
Nanchuan Village.
Brave Star and the other Sky Demon Cultists were staying in a farmyard.
Since it had long since become an uninhabited village, electricity and water had been cut off. Still, many farmers in Xibei had the habit of digging water cellars and wells, which was why they did not have to worry about drinking water even if they stayed here.
As for food?
Nanchuan Village was backed by a mountain, and there were many Ferals there. In fact, while some of the wild rabbits had yet to evolve into Ferals, they were more than twice the size they were before the Revival of Qi. Would it not be easy for the Sky Demon Cultists to kill a few of them?
Right now, the Sky Demon Cultists were burning a bonfire and eating grilled meat.
Brave Star was munching on a giant pheasant drumstick, and looking at the time on his Rolex watch, he said, "It's two in the morning. Sixth Elder should be returning soon … you … go and grill a drumstick for him."
Brave Star was pointing at a C-class fire-type Awakened.
Despite being instructed by Brave Star, the fire-type Awakened was not the least bit resentful. Instead, he appeared very happy, nodding and bowing as he tossed away the rabbit kidney in his hand and hurried off to roast the meat for Sixth Elder.
It was a lucrative job.
Leaving aside the fact that he had caught Brave Star's attention, it was a great honor for the average Sky Demon Cultist to personally grill meat for the Sixth Elder so that he could have a mouthful of a piping hot roasted drumstick when he returned.
Even as he grilled the drumstick, he grinned. "My name is Ma Liang, Lord Brave Star, and I've been lurking in Xibei for a long time … What else would you like, Lord Star? I'll grill it for you. "
Brave Star burped and waved him off, gesturing that there was no need.
He glanced at Ma Liang in satisfaction and said, "You're smart, kid. Work hard, and your future is bright."
Still, he was doubtful.
The kid had a sunny and handsome face, but why did he sound like a sissy … and his gaze was off.
Ma Liang was delighted, and the other Sky Demon Cultists around him shot him envious looks.
With Brave Star's words, Ma Liang would have a much better life in the future. * * *
Meanwhile, Ma Liang was grilling a drumstick.
It was a wild pheasant that had evolved into a Feral.
Moreover, it was a wild pheasant that had evolved into a Vicious Beast. A wild pheasant was more than a meter tall, and its drumstick weighed eight to nine kilograms. Ma Liang tossed and turned it, roasting it for a full hour. The drumstick was golden yellow, and its fragrance filled the air.
Still, why wasn't Sixth Elder back yet when the drumstick was almost done?
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