My disciple, you are now invincible. Go down the mountain and wreak havoc on the world!

Zhou Hu was being choked and suspended in mid-air, staring at Master Zhang embedded in the wall, his soul nearly leaving his body.

He finally realized that this kid in front of him was no pushover at all; he was a living devil!

The elders from the collateral branches of the Su family froze in mid-air as they kowtowed, blood mixed with cold sweat streaming down their foreheads, their bodies trembling like leaves.

Just moments ago they were clamoring to send Su Qingyuan away to curry favor with Zhou Hu, but now they don't even dare to look Ye Xunhuan in the eye; they just wish they could disappear into a crack in the ground.

Lu Zhenxiong lay on the ground, his crotch already soaked, the smell of blood and stench filling the air.

He pressed himself tightly against the ground, not daring to move an inch, for fear that Ye Xunhuan would notice him, a nobody.

Ye Zhong's hand, gripping his cane, trembled uncontrollably, and he gasped.

He had seen the old patriarch in action when he was young, and that was the most outstanding skill he had ever seen.

Compared to the young master in front of him, the old patriarch's kung fu back then was no different from children playing house!

This is no young master from a noble family who has come down the mountain to gain experience; he is clearly a god of death who has crawled out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

Su Qingyuan stared blankly at his retreating figure.

Not particularly generous, but like a mountain that will never fall, it sheltered her firmly behind it.

Her heart, which had been in her throat, suddenly settled, and even the coldness in her fingertips subsided somewhat.

Ye Xunhuan casually flicked his hand, as if swatting away something dirty.

He glanced at the unconscious Master Zhang, shook his head, and looked regretful.

"If I had known you were so fragile, I would have used less force."

"This way, there's no fun left!"

"It's not fun, it's not fun at all!"

As he spoke, he muttered to himself, "They didn't even hit me that many times, and it made me miss out on buying sausages. Now that the stalls downstairs are closing up, I won't be able to get any."

"And another thing, all these dilapidated stairwells look exactly the same. Who designed them? You can't even find your way back to the toilet."

These words made everyone's lips twitch.

You crippled a Yellow-Rank martial artist, and you're still thinking about grilled sausages and finding your way around? Ye Xunhuan ignored everyone's expressions. He tightened his grip on Zhou Hu's neck and pulled him closer. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his eyes turned as cold as ice.

"Speak, who sent you? What connection do you have with Youge?"

Zhou Hu coughed until tears streamed down his face, but he still stubbornly insisted, "You...you dare touch me...my elder brother knows people in the war zone...when the military arrives, you'll be in big trouble!"

He wasn't just bragging.

The Zhou family had been operating in the provincial capital for many years and had indeed gotten in touch with a staff officer in the war zone. They were usually domineering and even the local police had to give them some face.

My subordinate just sent a message secretly; judging by the time, it should be time.

The thought of his powerful backer arriving soon dispelled most of Zhou Hu's earlier fear, and he even began to act arrogantly again.

"Kid, you kneel down and kowtow three times to me, then obediently hand Su Qingyuan over. When the military arrives, I might be able to plead for you and spare your life!"

Ye Xun was happy.

He had never seen anyone so eager to die.

Just as he was about to say something more joking, a huge rumbling sound suddenly came from outside the window, shattering all the window glass.

A strong gust of air swirled shards of glass into the corridor, causing everyone to instinctively squint.

Everyone turned to look out the window and were instantly dumbfounded.

A jet-black armed helicopter hovered steadily outside the window of the inpatient building, no more than ten meters away from the wall.

The aircraft has no markings, yet it exudes an extremely cold and ruthless aura.

The hatch opened fully, and the muzzles of two heavy machine guns were coldly pointed at the corridor. The two airborne cannons gleamed with a metallic glint. With just one salvo, these hundreds of people would all be riddled with holes.

"The military! It really is the military!"

Zhou Hu's eyes lit up instantly, as if he had grasped the last straw, and he was so excited that his whole body was trembling.

He ignored the hand on his neck and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Was this sent by Staff Officer Wang?! I'm Zhou Hu from the Zhou family in the provincial capital! Help me! Get this kid out of here!"

He shouted until he was hoarse, his face filled with ecstatic joy.

coming!

My powerful backer has finally arrived!

No matter how skilled you are, even if you can beat a Yellow-rank martial artist, can you really beat an armed helicopter?

The more than three hundred thugs instantly came back to life, their faces regaining hope, and their eyes filled with resentment as they looked at Ye Xunhuan.

Tiger Lord definitely has connections!

They can even bring in military armed helicopters!

That kid's dead meat!

Ye Zhong's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his hand holding the cane trembled.

Armed helicopters!

This is no longer at the level of a martial arts guerrilla; this is military force!

No matter how skilled the young master is, he can't possibly withstand machine guns and cannons!

Su Qingyuan's heart leaped again, her fingertips turning icy cold.

Only Ye Xunhuan showed no surprise whatsoever.

He even rolled his eyes, crunching his lollipop loudly, silently complaining to himself.

Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister, it's one thing to be slow, but to make such a big fuss, as if you're afraid people won't know you're the God of War, right?

This is so annoying! Can't I just eat a piece of candy in peace?

He recognized him.

This helicopter is the personal vehicle of his senior sister, Ling Jinghong.

That young general who was crowned God of War, commanded a million-strong army, and guarded the northern border.

Let alone a mere staff officer from the Zhou family in the provincial capital, even the commander of the war zone would have to stand at attention and salute in front of Ling Jinghong.

But he didn't say.

It loses its meaning if you explain it outright.

It's really entertaining to watch Zhou Hu jump around like this, treating every straw as a death warrant.

So instead of loosening his grip on Zhou Hu's hand, he tightened it even more, deliberately feigning a "slightly panicked" expression, and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Oh? The person you called? That powerful?"

Zhou Hu, thinking he was scared, laughed even more arrogantly: "Scared now! Too late!"

"Let me tell you, this is one of Staff Officer Wang's men from the war zone! You're not getting away today! Kneel down now..."

Before he could finish speaking, the heavy machine gun on the helicopter suddenly clicked and was chambered.

The dark muzzle of the gun slowly turned.

It wasn't aimed at Ye Xunhuan.

It was aimed at Zhou Hu and the more than three hundred thugs behind him.

Zhou Hu's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Huh? No... did I aim wrong?" He paused for a moment, then shouted again, "We're on the same side! Don't fire! I'm Zhou Hu! Staff Officer Wang told me to..."

"Da da da—"

A burst of bullets grazed his scalp, struck the wall behind him, and sent up a spray of stone dust.

Zhou Hu was so frightened that he shrank back, his soul almost leaving his body.

Are you really going to shoot?

What happened?

Aren't they one of us?

The thugs below were in an uproar, running away with their heads in their hands, crying and begging for mercy.

"Tiger! What's going on?! Why are you shooting at us?!"

"Have you mistaken me for someone else? Tiger, explain yourself!"

Zhou Hu was also stunned, his face full of disbelief.

How is that possible?

Staff Officer Wang clearly promised to help him!

Could it be... could it be that this helicopter wasn't sent by Staff Officer Wang?

Whose is that?