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"It seems that the next target is Paradise Island," Su Hui decided.

Just as he was planning his future hunting strategy, a subtle yet sharp aura silently appeared outside the villa.

Su Hui raised an eyebrow and said, "Here I am."

He did not intend to take action himself.

He doesn't even need to lift a finger to deal with an old guy who relies on spring water to prolong his life.

"Clark, Barry."

He did not get up, but simply gave orders to the two servants who were "standing guard" inside and outside the villa through his thoughts.

“A guest has arrived. Go out and greet him. Remember, I want him alive. Let me see just how tough his so-called immortal body really is.”

"Yes, Master!"

Two streaks of light, one red and blue, the other gold and red, accompanied the two people as they rushed toward the location of the aura, creating two distinct sonic booms.

……

On the beach outside the villa, the moonlight was like water.

An elderly man dressed in traditional Arabic clothing, with a shrewd face and sharp, eagle-like eyes, appeared there silently.

He is the ninja master who has lived for over six hundred years, Lhasa El Gur.

He sensed the lingering scent of his daughter in the air, along with a faint, almost imperceptible smell of blood, and his eyes turned icy cold.

Whoever dares to harm his heir must pay a bloody price.

He took a step, and his figure instantly transformed into a blurry shadow as he stealthily moved towards the villa.

However, as soon as he stepped into the villa area, two figures appeared in front of him like ghosts, blocking his way.

One figure, dressed in red and blue and wearing a cloak, is the god of Earth; the other, dressed in red and yellow and with a shimmering figure, is the fastest person in the world.

Superman Clark Kent and The Flash Barry Allen.

"Ninja Master, my master wants to see you."

Clark's face was expressionless, and his voice was as cold as a machine.

Lhasa Er Gur's pupils contracted.

He recognized the two men; they were core members of the Justice League.

Who is the "master" they are talking about?

Moreover, their eyes... were empty and numb, like puppets that had lost their souls.

A strong sense of unease welled up inside me.

"I never expected to have such influence that it would attract the combined efforts of the two of you. Heh, now I'm even more curious about the people behind you."

Without wasting words, he flicked his wrist, and two poisoned short swords appeared in his hand. In a flash, he transformed into dozens of afterimages, attacking the two from different angles.

A glint of lightning flashed in Barry Allen's eyes, and he struck first, delivering a precise chop to Lhasa's neck.

Lhasa, a veteran of countless battles, parried with a backhand strike, using the momentum to retreat and dodge Clark's heat vision that was close behind.

"That's interesting."

On the villa's terrace, Su Hui held a wine glass, watching the battle below with great interest.

He didn't order the two to kill him; he just wanted to see for himself just how miraculous the immortality of the Pool of Lazarus truly was.

Lazar El Gur's martial arts skills have indeed reached their peak; in terms of technique, even Batman is slightly inferior.

He moved like a ghost amidst the attacks of Superman and the Flash, his short sword constantly searching for their weaknesses.

However, an absolute difference in strength cannot be bridged by any skill.

"boom!"

Clark seized an opportunity and landed a solid punch on Lhasa's chest.

The ninja master's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his chest caved in, and he died on the spot.

However, a strange scene happened.

Just seconds later, the wounds on his body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, his sunken chest swelled up again, and he suddenly opened his eyes, sprang to his feet, as if the fatal blow had been an illusion.

"Is this the power of the Pool of Lazarus? It is truly amazing."

Su Hui nodded.

The next few minutes turned into a one-sided massacre and resurrection show.

Bari used ultra-high-speed vibrations to pierce the heart of Lhasa with his palm.

Lhasa fell, then rose again.

Clark used his heat vision to completely vaporize Lhasa's upper body.

Lhasa's remaining lower body twitched a few times on the ground, and flesh buds grew wildly, quickly growing back into a complete upper body.

Death after death, resurrection after resurrection.

Lhasa El Gur's eyes shifted from initial confidence to shock, then to terror, and finally to deep despair.

His pride in his immortality became a curse in the face of these monsters, causing him to constantly experience the pain of death.

With each resurrection, he could feel the loss of his life essence. The power of the Pool of Lazarus was not inexhaustible.

"The testing is almost complete."

Su Hui lost interest. Then a thought struck him.

Clark no longer held back; he flew into the air, his eyes glowing bright red.

Two beams of heat, dozens of times thicker than before, like the wrath of gods, instantly enveloped Lhasa El Gur completely.

This time, no remnants were left behind that could be resurrected.

The ninja master's body, along with the life imprint in his soul, was completely vaporized and erased from this world.

Su Hui shook his head; Lhasa El Gur's abilities were ultimately too weak.

Fortunately, now that the power of the Pool of Lazarus has been tested, he himself is no longer of any value.

"Bruce,"

Su Hui spoke to the air, "Have Talia take over the Assassin's Guild and integrate all resources. Then, send me the location of the Lazarus Pool."

"Yes, Master."

Bruce's voice echoed in my mind.

Soon, a detailed map appeared in Su Hui's mind.

Su Hui stood up, stretched, and said to the women around him, "Let's go, let's go collect a new loot. And while we're at it... take a bath."

I hope that absorbing all the spring water will level me up.

The women giggled and surrounded Su Hui as they returned to their room.

The night is still long, so having fun is a must.

As for Su Hui's next target, it has already been set—the Middle East, that mysterious spring that can bring the dead back to life.

199. Dubai, Paradise Island, Mother and Daughter Flowers [9.2k]

Dubai, Middle East.

This miraculous city, built in the desert with gold and oil, has welcomed its new ruler in the most luxurious manner.

Su Hui did not choose to conceal his whereabouts. His private jet landed directly on the VIP runway of Dubai International Airport, where a row of top-of-the-line black Rolls-Royces were already waiting respectfully. These were all Wayne Group's properties in the Middle East, and after Bruce Wayne's complete submission, they naturally belonged to Su Hui.

When Su Hui, with Selena and Pamela in his arms, followed by a "beauty army" of Carla, Louise, Talia, Nisha, Caitlin, and Patty—enough to drive any man crazy—walked down the gangway, the person in charge who came to greet him almost popped his eyes out.

He had never seen such a scene before. Every woman was graceful and charming, with a different temperament, yet they all seemed to revolve around the black-haired youth, their eyes revealing undisguised infatuation and obedience.

The convoy drove smoothly toward the Burj Al Arab hotel.

The city's iconic building was open today solely for Su Hui. All the hotel staff, from the lobby manager to the top chef, lined up to welcome him.

"Welcome, Your Majesty."

The hotel's German general manager, a man who was usually arrogant, was bowing at a ninety-degree angle and speaking in the most humble tone.

He had been warned by Bruce Wayne beforehand and knew that this young man possessed terrifying power that could make the Wayne Enterprises bow down to him.

"Ah."

Su Hui nodded casually and led the women into the magnificent and extremely luxurious lobby.

"Wow, did they bring a gold mine here?"

Selena stroked a solid gold pillar, her cat-like eyes gleaming with professionalism.

“Darling, if you like it, I can buy this place and give it to you.”

Su Hui chuckled and pinched her cheek.

"That won't do, Master,"

Pamela giggled beside him, a vine quietly wrapping around Su Hui's arm. "Selena will dismantle it and sell it by weight. How unromantic. I think it would be more interesting to turn this place into my indoor botanical garden."

Kara and Patty looked around curiously; they had never seen such an extravagant scene in their lives.

Louise, as was her habit, observed the details, assessing the hotel's security level and operating costs.

As for Talia and Nisha, they had no interest in such worldly luxury, but merely scanned their surroundings warily, fulfilling their duty as guards.

Caitlin, however, was somewhat uncomfortable with the hot weather, and unconsciously emanated a cool aura that lowered the surrounding temperature.

Su Hui booked the entire top floor for them, including the famous Royal Suite.

Private elevators, private cinemas, a spiral staircase spanning two floors, a walk-in closet filled with top luxury goods, and huge floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the entire Dubai and Arabian Gulf.

Over the next two days, Su Hui showed the women what it meant to spend money like water.

At the Dubai Mall, he emptied the shelves of several luxury stores, not by buying individual items, but by purchasing the entire store.

Selena and Pamela, like wild cats released into the forest, excitedly browsed through various jewelry and fashions. Carla and Patty were also infected by this atmosphere and shyly tried on various beautiful clothes.

Su Hui, like a patient husband, sat on the sofa, enjoying the fashion shows that the women put on for him.

From sexy evening gowns to sizzling bikinis to exotic Arabian robes, every woman is pleasing her one and only master in her own way.

At night, at the rooftop pool of the hotel.

Su Hui leaned back in the recliner, while Caitlin massaged his shoulders with her cool little hands to dispel the daytime heat.

In the pool, Selena and Nisha frolicked like two mermaids, while Carla and Pamela competed to see who could hold their breath the longest; the loser had to kiss their owner's toes.

Louise and Talia sat by the pool, handing Su Hui glasses of chilled champagne.

Patty knelt at Su Hui's feet and used her calloused but exceptionally skillful hands, honed from her past as a detective, to give him a foot massage.

This imperial-like enjoyment made Su Hui feel extremely comfortable.

Conquering the world is important, but enjoying the fruits of conquest is the ultimate goal.

On the third day, the fun ended and the serious business began.

According to the map provided by Bruce Wayne, the Pool of Lazarus is located deep within an ancient underground temple in a deserted desert in the Middle East known as the "Sea of ​​Death."

Su Hui didn't take a car anymore. He directly opened his domain and, with all the women, instantly teleported from the top floor of the Burj Al Arab to the sky above the desert where yellow sand filled the sky.

One second it's a blue sea, blue sky, and bustling city; the next it's scorching sun, yellow sand, and desolate wilderness.

The women gasped in surprise, then looked at Su Hui with adoration.

This kind of divine skill, no matter how many times they see it, still captivates them.

Su Hui's mental power swept across the land like radar, and soon locked onto a huge stone building buried by quicksand.

With a thought, the sand dunes below parted as if alive, revealing an ancient entrance carved with reliefs of demons and angels.

"Let's go take a bath."

Su Hui, with his arms around Talia and Nisha who were closest to him, went inside first.

The two sisters froze; they knew this place all too well.