"Hmph, what a frickin’ buzzkill! Early or late, they just had to disturb me now. But since they’re here, might as well leave their lives behind!"
Scar Brother snorted coldly, a sinister smile playing at the corner of his mouth as he set Han Xiaoying back on the ground and pointed at Ye Xuan, barking at his men:
"This kid is Ye Xuan, everybody up, finish him for me!"
Hearing Scar Brother’s words, the gangsters who had been stunned by Ye Xuan’s entrance snapped back to reality and began to focus anew.
With fierce glints in their eyes, they shouted as they assaulted Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan uttered chillingly, his eyes narrowing. As the first two approached, his body suddenly shifted to the side, dodging their attacks.
At the same time, his hands shot out swiftly, turning into two blurs. One hand grabbed one of the attackers’ wrists and, with a vicious twist, effortlessly broke the bones in their hand.
The other hand did not stop moving, reaching through the air to grab the knife that dropped from the second man’s hand, securely clasping it in his grasp.
In the next moment, Ye Xuan swung his arm, and the knife in his hand, sharp as a vampire’s fang, struck like a viper hunting its prey, a bloodthirsty killing intent impaling the gangster.
The thug’s eyes bulged, making a ’gurgle’ sound. After struggling for a few moments, he went silent.
Ye Xuan dropped the dead body, now lifeless beyond doubt, onto the ground, then his figure burst forth, appearing in front of another thug in the blink of an eye.
The thug gave a start, seeing Ye Xuan appear like an apparition, and immediately screamed.
The previous brutal and bloody scene had thoroughly intimidated him! Before he could react, Ye Xuan dispatched him in the same manner, ending his life.
Ye Xuan tossed aside the corpse and surged forward once more!
With a terrifyingly bloodthirsty air, he targeted his next prey. To him, these men before his eyes were merely prey, free for him to slaughter.
The stench of blood permeated inside the factory.
At this moment, Ye Xuan’s killing intent surged sky-high, as if he had transformed into the Killing God of Hell, making this factory the bloody battleground of the Blood Shura!
Ye Xuan was merciless, his eyes brimming with murderous intent!
All these people deserved to die!
The instant he saw Zheng Xiaobo beaten so miserably and Han Xiaoying nearly raped, he had sentenced these people to death.
Their only task now was to check in with King Yan; only death and blood could wash away their sins!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Ye Xuan continued relentlessly, taking down another person before racing towards the next.
From the moment Ye Xuan had entered, only one minute had passed, yet he had already taken down eight men.
However, Ye Xuan felt it was not enough; he wanted to continue the massacre, to wipe out everyone present!
With a swift motion from Ye Xuan, another man fell.
Including this one, Ye Xuan had killed nine people, leaving four in the room! Besides Scar Brother and Sun Qiang, there were two other thugs.
And the reason they were not dead was not that they were particularly lucky or strong. It was merely because Ye Xuan hadn’t gotten to them yet!
At this point, the two thugs were so terrified that their legs turned to jelly, barely able to stand.
Looking at the nine people... no, it should be said the nine cold corpses on the floor, along with the blood-drenched floor,
they were panic-stricken, their hands holding the knives trembling so violently, they almost couldn’t grip them, and they nearly plopped down onto the ground.
Scar Brother and Sun Qiang were no better off, practically ready to wet their pants! Just how long had this guy been in here? Nine people were already dead; this was nothing short of a one-sided slaughter.
Their gaze towards Ye Xuan was akin to staring at a demon, almost driven mad by his bloodthirsty slaughter!
These four were trembling in fear, no longer possessing the slightest courage to face Ye Xuan, let alone face him—they couldn’t even bear to glance his way. To kill nine people within a minute, what would it take to kill them, just the flick of a finger?
In their eyes, Ye Xuan was now a cruel, tyrannical demon, ready to devour them alive; how could they not be terrified!
"I... I give up! I surrender, please, I beg you, spare me!"
One thug utterly broke down, seeing Ye Xuan step towards him and immediately cried out in terror, snot and tears streaming down his face.
Now, the only thought in his mind was to save his own life. As long as Ye Xuan would let him live, he was willing to do anything!
But it was too late for him to realize. From the moment Ye Xuan made his move, he had no intention of sparing anyone! He had already said it, they were all going to die today.
An utterly cold gaze fell on him, Ye Xuan remained unmoved, a soft thud heard, the cold light flashed, and the gleaming blade crossed the other’s neck.
The thug was already dead before he could scream, his body crashing onto the floor.
Ye Xuan continued forward, not sparing a second glance, and launched himself at yet another person!
"Ah! Spare me... don’t..."
This thug was already scared out of his wits, his pants soaked with excrement, his body trembling uncontrollably! Where was the courage to fight?
The next moment, he ran for the door as if his life depended on it, desperate to escape this terrifying killing field.
He’d barely made it two steps when his body stiffened and could run no more.
For a cold blade had swiftly pierced the air from behind, impaling his heart straight through his back!
With his last breath, the thug’s body toppled to the ground...