Chapter 7366
Xiao Chen Gets Angry
On the screen, the masked man let out a low, hoarse laugh, like rusty iron scraping against each other, grating and nauseating. He strolled slowly toward another bound figure in the corner of the warehouse… it was Li Can.
Li Can hung his head, his face covered in blood, sweat and mud. His combat uniform was soaked in blood and tattered, but his chest could still be seen rising and falling slightly, proving that he was still alive.
"Let me see if this commando captain's bones are as hard as his men's." The masked man said, raising his heavy military boot and slowly but heavily grinding it down on Li Can's fingers that were bracing themselves on the ground!
"Uh……!"
The faint sound of finger bones cracking was clearly heard, and the intense pain made Li Can suddenly open his eyes.
His vision blurred for a moment, then quickly focused on the pale, eerie mask in front of him. A low growl rolled down his throat, and his body jerked forward!
The thick hemp rope binding him dug deep into his wrist bones, leaving bloody marks, but he seemed not to feel the pain. He just used all his strength to pounce on the other person and tear that disgusting mask off!
"Oh? You still have this kind of strength after being hit by my 'Shadow Binding Curse'?" The masked man tilted his head slightly in surprise, but the force under his feet did not decrease at all; instead, he crushed the opponent even more forcefully.
"As expected of a captain who can lead a commando team. Well then, I'll give you the same choice: say 'The Martial Arts Army are all cowards,' and I'll release you and even use the most precious treasure of Extreme Yin Island to heal you. How about it? A very worthwhile deal."
Li Can struggled to lift his head, a sneer, almost ferocious, squeezing out from his blood-stained face. He spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, splattering it precisely onto his mask, and roared hoarsely, "Dream on!!"
“You have guts.” The masked man nodded, his tone unreadable, as if he were simply stating a fact. With a flick of his wrist, the dull, unyielding ninja sword reappeared in his hand, its blade flashing with lightning speed!
"Pfft!"
A deep, bone-revealing wound instantly appeared on the outside of Li Can's thigh, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the ground red.
The masked man moved without stopping, his ninja sword flashing like a venomous snake, each strike precisely avoiding vital points, yet adding a new, deep wound to Li Can's body, maximizing his pain.
At the same time, his heavy military boots repeatedly slammed into Li Can's chest, abdomen, and shoulders. The dull thuds and the sounds of sharp blades piercing flesh intertwined and echoed through the deadly silence of the carriage through the loudspeaker. Each sound was like a heavy hammer blow to the heart.
Li Can's body trembled violently under the restraint of the ropes, his teeth clenched so tightly that they cracked, and blood kept oozing from the corners of his mouth, soaking the stubble on his chin.
But he never uttered another groan of pain. Only his bloodshot eyes stared intently at the masked man who was committing violence, burning with an indomitable flame, as if he wanted to incinerate him completely.
Inside the carriage, Xiao Chen slowly closed his eyes.
His hands, resting on his knees, were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and they even trembled slightly.
This was not fear, nor weakness, but a kind of extreme, icy rage on the verge of exploding, surging wildly from the deepest part of his body, almost breaching the dam of reason.
The murderous aura around them grew stronger, a layer of white frost condensed on the walls of the carriage, and even the air became viscous like paste, as if it could explode at any moment.
On the screen, the masked man seemed to have finally grown tired of this one-sided torture. He stopped moving, flicked the blood droplets off the tip of his knife, and the blood splattered, falling into the pool of blood on the ground and merging together.
He turned to face the camera again, his two black-hole-like eye sockets seemingly piercing through the screen, staring at Xiao Chen across the distance.
"Xiao Chen," the voice behind the voice changer carried a hint of playful anticipation, "your silence is a bit disappointing. How about we raise the stakes and make the game a little more interesting?"
"From the western region to the sea area we are in, it normally takes at least an hour by plane. I'll give you one hour. After one hour, these people..."
He pointed his knife at the ten bound martial arts soldiers, his tone cruel, "They all must die!" He crouched down and gently patted Li Can's pale cheek with the back of his knife, the gesture carrying an insulting flippancy.
"I will cut their bodies into pieces one by one and throw them into the sea to feed the sharks in this area. Of course, I will broadcast the whole process live so you can witness their fate firsthand."
"Timer, start now."
The screen suddenly went dark, and the live stream abruptly stopped.
"Bang……!!!"
The military laptop in front of Zhuang Yuan was instantly dented and deformed by his punch, the screen shattered like a spider web, sparks crackled and wisps of smoke rose from it.
His chest heaved violently, his eyes were bloodshot as if they were about to spit fire, and he suddenly pulled out his encrypted phone, his voice hoarse and distorted with extreme rage, almost cracking:
"Data Department! I don't fucking care what methods you use! Three minutes! I'm only giving you three minutes! You have to dig out the exact coordinates of that signal source! Otherwise, you're all going to the border outpost to starve!"
After shouting, he turned to look at Xiao Chen in the back seat, panting heavily. But the moment he saw Xiao Chen's face, he was struck dumb and froze on the spot.
Xiao Chen had opened his eyes again at some point.
But those are no longer the eyes that humans should have.
Deep within his pupils, molten lava seemed to surge, its intense heat giving it a chilling, crimson-gold hue. The whites of his eyes were covered with spiderweb-like, menacing blood vessels, like cracked ice.
What made Zhuang Yuan's soul tremble even more was that Xiao Chen was surrounded by an extremely thin, yet infinitely violent, dark red phantom. The phantom twisted and wriggled, vaguely outlining a huge human figure with fangs and a murderous aura soaring to the sky.
Just a glimpse was enough to make Zhuang Yuan feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His breath caught in his throat, and cold sweat poured down his back, soaking his clothes.
“Mr. Xiao…” His voice was dry and trembling, almost incoherent.
Xiao Chen slowly turned his head, his inhuman crimson-gold gaze landing on Zhuang Yuan's face. Zhuang Yuan instantly froze, like prey being targeted by an ancient ferocious beast, lacking even the courage to move a finger, a fear originating from the depths of his soul gripping him.
“You,” Xiao Chen began, his voice hoarse and low, with a harsh, metallic echo, each word seeming to come from the depths of hell.
"Take all the martial arts forces you can mobilize and go to my villa immediately. Guard it there and don't leave for a moment. Not a single fly is allowed in before I get back."
"Then you..." Zhuang Yuan swallowed hard and mustered his courage to ask.
"Me?" Xiao Chen's lips twitched, but it wasn't a smile; rather, it was a chilling arc more terrifying than a ferocious expression. "I'll go and show them what it means to have no hell but a place where all the devils are." (End of Chapter)