163: Chapter 163: Capturing Xun Long 163: Chapter 163: Capturing Xun Long “I’m just following orders.
If you, as the master, wish to intervene, I don’t mind taking care of you as well,” Nightmare said with an icy tone, seemingly issuing a final ultimatum to the masked man.
Overseas, other than the Main God, Nightmare had never lost to anyone else, which is why he was always known for his pride.
He was like a grim reaper to ants, but now he had been injured by one, and it was making him furious.
“You will pay the price for your arrogance,” the masked man said coolly, swinging his longsword harshly through the air to create a Qi Blade.
His Inner Strength was externally released, marking him as an expert.
Nightmare swiftly dodged to the side, hurling his spear towards the masked man.
The fight in the narrow alley was particularly intense.
Leng Dao was already severely injured, and Xun Long was hiding behind Leng Dao.
The masked man didn’t evade the spear but instead used both palms to form a shield in front of him.
The black energy barrier, created by his Inner Strength, forcefully blocked Nightmare’s attack.
Nightmare launched a series of rapid strikes, charging forward to regain control of the spear he had just thrown.
He infused it with Inner Strength, confronting the masked man’s black energy barrier.
Seeing this, Leng Dao certainly didn’t stand idly by.
Even though he was seriously injured, his strength remained.
He abandoned Xun Long, circled to Nightmare’s back, and launched a surprise attack.
Nightmare immediately sensed it, holding another spear in his left hand and fending off Leng Dao’s dagger.
“You insignificant insect, you’re seeking death.” Nightmare bellowed, releasing his Inner Strength without holding back.
Leng Dao had been dodging him for long enough.
The spear in Nightmare’s left hand, as heavy as a thousand pounds, sent Leng Dao flying straight into a wall.
The spear pierced through Leng Dao’s chest and rooted itself there, pinning him against the wall.
Upon seeing Leng Dao meet a tragic end, the masked man’s gaze sharpened like a blade as he stared at Nightmare and shouted.
The black barrier in front of him expanded several times over.
Coupled with Nightmare’s recent dispersal of Inner Strength and his full-force effort, the masked man managed to thrust Nightmare back in one fell swoop.
Nightmare staggered backward several steps, planting the spear into the ground to halt his momentum.
This was probably the first time Nightmare had stumbled in front of others.
But the masked man also didn’t have an easy time of it; not only did he retreat several steps, but he also spat out a mouthful of blood.
“Do you have any other tricks, or are you waiting to join your underlings?” Nightmare stood up once more.
“Ha ha, Nightmare, with that strike just now, you’ve been poisoned.
You won’t be able to fight for a while.
If you don’t believe me, take a look,” the masked man suddenly laughed.
Nightmare looked down at his right hand and noticed a tiny hole from which black blood was slowly seeping—a result of a concealed weapon released by the masked man during their exchange.
If it had been a head-on fight, even if the masked man won, it would have been a pyrrhic victory.
But with Nightmare poisoned, despite being able to use his Inner Strength to expel the toxin, it would take time—time that the masked man wasn’t going to give him.
“Who dares to touch my people.” A faint voice came from behind the masked man at this moment.
“Netherworld King.” Nightmare, already extremely unwilling to accept defeat, did not expect to be ambushed due to a moment of carelessness.
Now, seeing Ye Shikai arriving was truly timely.
Ye, we meet again,” the masked man said, his expression changing upon noticing Ye Shikai’s arrival.
One Nightmare was already too much for him, and now with Ye Shikai joining in, but the old fox wasn’t easily rattled.
“Yes, but you won’t be seeing me for much longer.” Ye Shikai gathered his Inner Strength in his palm, forgoing any formalities and launching his killing move immediately.
The already injured masked man stood no chance against Ye Shikai.
He braced himself for the attack with both arms, then took the opportunity to retreat, grabbing Xun Long’s arm and attempting to withdraw.
But Ye Shikai wasn’t about to let him escape so easily.
He advanced, landing a palm strike on the masked man’s back.
“Ah.” The masked man spat out a mouthful of blood and was flung several meters away.
Ye Shikai took the opportunity to seize control of Xun Long.
The palm strike might have seemed weak, but it was the result of Ye Shikai concentrating eighty percent of his Inner Strength.
The robust masked man was severely struck and would be bleeding profusely if not dead.
“Boss Xing, you should go first,” Xun Long shouted, apparently wanting to stay behind to hold off Ye Shikai.
By this time, Nightmare had managed to drive out the poison.
Although still somewhat weak, he was quickly recovering and wanted to rush up to stop the masked man, but was held back by a gesture from Ye Shikai.
“Lord Netherworld King, what are you—” Nightmare was puzzled.
“Play the long game to catch the big fish; I want to know more,” Ye Shikai tossed a cellphone to Nightmare.
On its map, a red dot was moving rapidly.
Just like a well-rehearsed act, Ye Shikai had taken the opportunity to place a tracker on the masked man with that palm strike.
“Alright, Zhang Ting, I’ll leave Xun Long to you,” Ye Shikai pointed at Xun Long and said to Zhang Ting who was hurrying over.
“Thank you.” Zhang Ting had finally caught the long-sought Xun Long, tears of excitement streaming down her face.
She then turned around, took out handcuffs, and cuffed Xun Long’s hands.
“Xun Long, you are now under arrest for prison escape.”
“Ha ha, little girl, if it weren’t for these two men here, I wouldn’t even take the entire Yanjing police force seriously,” Xun Long retorted with a sneer, his laughter ghastly.
“Don’t be so smug; the police prison is like my home.
I go in when I want and leave when I please.”
Zhang Ting, provoked by Xun Long’s taunts, was uncontrollably furious, her eyes blazing with anger.
She wished she could immediately draw her gun and shoot Xun Long dead.
Seeing this, Ye Shikai quickly pulled her back, one hand on her shoulder.
“Don’t be agitated; he’s just trying to deliberately provoke you.”
It wasn’t long before the police arrived, the sound of the sirens incessant.
Lin Dong and Song Tian also rushed over, and finally, Xun Long was captured.
Song Tian took a deep breath of relief, having been extremely anxious these past few days due to Xun Long.
Now, he was finally brought to justice.
“Ye, I really have to thank you,” Song Tian said, gripping Ye Shikai’s hand firmly, showering him with thanks, and, unexpectedly, he even praised Zhang Ting on the spot.
He immediately decided to agree with the decision for Zhang Ting to return to the detective force.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ting excitedly hugged Ye Shikai’s neck.
“Hey, come on, I’ll treat you to a meal,” said Zhang Ting, happily hooking her arm through Ye Shikai’s.
“Ha ha, no need, my wife is waiting for me at home.
Let’s do the meal some other time,” Ye Shikai laughed and then whispered to Nightmare, “You go back to the base to heal first; I’ll come over later.”
“Yes, Lord Netherworld King, I take my leave.” Nightmare nodded slightly and slowly walked away from the crowd.
“Is that your friend?
Leng Dao was killed by him, right?” Zhang Ting asked, recalling that when she arrived at the scene, Leng Dao had been impaled to the wall by Nightmare with a spear, and only after the masked man left did Nightmare lower the body.