However, they didn't expect this guy to rush out on a motorcycle after finding the secret base …
It couldn't be helped. If he rode a motorcycle into the wilderness, they wouldn't be able to catch up with him on foot. They did not know the situation of the supplies in the basement, nor did they know if there were any other motorcycles. However, even if there were, it would be useless. With such a loud roar, Ma Dong would definitely be able to hear it. At that time, would they still be able to count on this fellow to continue leading them to search for the remnants of the Assassin Clan? They would probably be dragged into a ditch.
They could only stop him.
"You ruined my source of income. Damn it!" One-eyed Dragon held his mace with one hand and squatted down. He moved closer to Ma Dong. "How about it? Why don't you cooperate and tell me where the Assassins are hiding? I can consider letting you return to the city more comfortably. "
"Ha ha …" Ma Dong chuckled as a gulp rang out from his throat.
Pui!
He spat a mouthful of blood onto One-eyed Dragon's face.
"Hehe." One-eyed Dragon didn't even flinch. He sneered and slowly wiped the blood off his face. "You refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
Pa.
Stepping on Ma Dong's hand, he waved his hand towards the surrounding lackeys, who immediately handed him a pair of pliers.
One-eyed Dragon slowly clamped the pliers onto Ma Dong's fingernail. He smiled and asked, "Where are the Assassins hiding?"
Ma Dong immediately closed his eyes.
Pu.
The pliers fell and a fingernail was pulled out. Bean-sized beads of cold sweat rolled down Ma Dong's face. His tightly shut eyes and facial muscles trembled violently, but he didn't make a sound.
"Ha, you're quite strong-willed." One-eyed Dragon laughed. "I like strong-willed people. If you're a coward who pees his pants before doing anything, wouldn't my skills be useless?"
"The night is long and I can't sleep. There's no other entertainment in this wilderness." He was extremely happy and revealed a ferocious and perverted expression. He clamped onto Ma Dong's second fingernail. "Tonight, we can play slowly. I have plenty of time. I want to see how many sets you can handle."
"You don't have time." A cold woman's voice sounded from behind One-eyed Dragon.
One-eyed Dragon was shocked. He wasn't weak. He was at the Initial Heroic Soul Stage, but he didn't realize that someone was behind him.
Boom!
One-eye Dragon immediately swung his bat, and his silver wolf teeth swept toward the source of the sound. But in the next second, a woman's face appeared in front of him, and a cold knife slid across his neck.
There wasn't a single trace of smoke or fire, nor was there any intense soul power reaction. It was like a casual slash from an ordinary person, but it was extremely fast.
The one-eyed man felt a burning sensation on his neck, and he felt his vision rapidly moving backward. Then, the world spun, and he felt his head spinning twice in the air. When he landed on the ground, the last scene that appeared on his retina was the headless corpses of his underlings, the face of a woman blowing bubbles, and another woman completely covered in a cloak.
Two women.
Pu.
The dagger had disappeared, and no one knew where it went. The woman who blew bubbles clapped her hands as if she had just done something insignificant.
"Hey, you're done." She smiled and winked at the cloaked woman, making a V sign with her hand. "But don't forget what you promised me."
The cloaked woman nodded.
"Then I won't disturb the two of you from being intimate!"
Bubble Girl was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, she had already disappeared. Her voice drifted over from afar and disappeared without a trace.
The scattered headless corpses emitted a strong smell of blood, and the surroundings were incomparably silent.
Ma Dong opened his eyes and sat up, panting heavily. Then, he sized up the cloaked woman. The figure of the cloaked woman before him was very familiar, too familiar. It was so familiar that Ma Dong could recognize her just by looking at her silhouette.
He felt an indescribable pain in his heart, but Ma Dong didn't want to show it. What the hell was going on? In the short span of a month, heaven and hell had been flipped.
Peace, tranquility. The silent gaze lasted for approximately ten seconds before the woman finally spoke.
"I was the one who gave Grai the blood clotting agent," she said softly. There was a trace of hesitation in her voice, but there was also some certainty in it.
"I know." Ma Dong's voice was slightly hoarse.
"Aren't you going to ask why?" The woman stared into his eyes, seemingly trying to find some sort of answer from them.
However, she wasn't able to see anything.
Ever since the day she had met Ma Dong, she knew that this fellow had a cynical intellect hidden beneath his cheeky exterior. There weren't many people who could understand this man. Wang Zhong was one of them, and she was the other.
"Is it important?" Ma Dong replied with an indifferent tone.
The woman smiled and nodded her head. Asking a question could be considered as a form of answer. At the very least, she knew Ma Dong's attitude.
"We're even now." She did her best to keep her voice calm. "Live … well!"
Her voice still trembled slightly as she turned around. At the instant she turned around, tears were already streaming down her face. The man she truly loved had fallen to such a state. Perhaps death would be better for him. The experiences she had experienced during this period of time had allowed her to understand many, many things.
She had struggled and felt pain. However, after seeing the destruction of the Assassin Family, all of those struggles had suddenly disappeared. If not for her strength, she might have ended up in an even more miserable state. At the very least, she could save Ma Dong's life.
Clang!
The sound of the motorcycle being flipped rang out from behind her, before the engine roared to life. Milami didn't dare to turn around, as she didn't want Ma Dong to see her cowardly appearance.
Ma Dong didn't say anything. His heart was more complicated than Milami's, yet he was also more resolute.
Bang bang bang bang …
The motorcycle started to move, causing a plume of smoke to rise from its tail. As the sound rapidly faded away, that man didn't say a single unnecessary word.
With her back facing Wang Zhong, Milami's face was already covered in tears. This world had only left them with a single choice question.
Wang Zhong and the others continued their journey through the cursed lands. The incomparably dangerous 3rd layer was filled with life forms that were unimaginably powerful. Sister Hong's warning had failed many times in the 3rd layer, just like the succubus they had encountered at the start. Dimensional life forms that excelled in spiritual attacks were usually super experts in concealing their auras. Furthermore, they were able to restrain Sister Hong's detection special ability, causing her to feel helpless.
However, after losing the 'natural radar' that was Sister Hong, the 3rd layer, which was supposed to be filled with dangers, went abnormally smoothly.
Fatty had performed a meritorious deed.
Being the former king of the Wanderlust Tribe, the entire tribe had developed to the point of guarding a holy land and a sacred object. Their strength had far exceeded Wang Zhong's imagination. It wasn't the slightest exaggeration to say that if not for the existence of the Fate Stone, not only Wang Zhong, even Mu Zi and Aioros would not be able to cause any damage to that terrifying tribe in the pyramid.
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