"Old Ghost Huang, today is the day you die!!!"
Yang Tian let out a fierce roar.
Half a year ago, Lan Zhan died in front of him; at that time, Lan Zhan had committed suicide.
Half a year later, Lan Zhan still died in front of him, but this time it was Yang Tian who killed him.
Huang Jian had mentioned three choices.
The first choice was for Lan Zhan to kill Yang Tian.
The second choice was the explosion of the timed bomb inside Lan Zhan.
The third choice was for Yang Tian to kill Lan Zhan with his own hands.
None of these choices were ones Yang Tian wanted to make, but he had to choose.
So he chose the last one, to personally kill Lan Zhan.
Staring at Lan Zhan lying on the ground, Yang Tian clenched his fists tightly, stepping forward towards Huang Jian.
"Ha ha!!!" Huang Jian laughed aloud, "Yang Tian, do you now understand the agony of killing a loved one? This is my revenge on you!"
Yang Tian activated his Spiritual Breath, swiftly charging forward.
Suddenly, he landed a ferocious punch.
The Spiritual Breath inside his body concentrated on his fist, delivering a powerful blow.
As the Spiritual Breath rubbed against the surrounding air, it ignited the entire midair, and flames roared.
Yang Tian delivered a fierce punch towards Huang Jian’s body.
A loud roar echoed as Yang Tian’s punch landed heavily in front of Huang Jian, a laser protective shield appeared.
The punch shattered the entire laser protective shield.
Star sparks scattered, and flames raged.
"Yang Tian, you’re terrifying..."
Huang Jian realized the proximity of death; he never imagined that Yang Tian, in his fury, could shatter the laser shield with a single punch.
He gave Yang Tian a hard look, then fled outside, "All of you, go up and stop them!"
One burly man after another surged up.
"All of you go to hell!"
Yang Tian’s eyes turned blood-red. He pressed forward, swinging his fists with fierce strikes.
Powerful Spiritual Breath exploded forth.
The punch landed, turning the dozen or so men in front into pulp.
Blood spattered, and flesh flew.
A strong, bloody, acrid scent filled the air.
Yang Tian walked forward step by step, wherever he went, one man after another was blasted away.
Yang Tian, consumed by rage, fixed his eyes on a single target, Huang Jian.
"Stop him immediately!"
Huang Jian screamed in fear, desperately running forward.
"Trying to escape? Old Ghost Huang, today is your death day!"
Yang Tian sprinted forward, his figure flickered, and the next second he was behind Huang Jian, delivering a heavy punch.
The punch landed heavily on Huang Jian’s back, sending Huang Jian flying with a single strike.
Yang Tian didn’t intend to kill Huang Jian with that punch.
Because he didn’t want Huang Jian to die quickly, he wanted to kill Huang Jian step by step, making him experience the despair of pain!
Huang Jian crashed into the wall in front, spitting blood as he turned back, staring at Yang Tian in fear, "Yang Tian, don’t come over... what are you going to do? Do you want to kill me? I am your superior, your master, your father!!!"
"Superior? Master? Father?"
Yang Tian laughed, but it was a sorrowful laugh.
Previously, Huang Jian was indeed his superior, his master, his father.
Ten years ago, it was Huang Jian who brought Yang Tian into the Huaxia Special Forces.
There, Yang Tian grew from an unknown soldier to Huaxia’s number one Soldier King.
Five years ago, Huang Jian sent Yang Tian on a mission, where he was bitten by a Thousand-Year Python, entering the ranks of the Ancient Martial Artists.
For ten years, Yang Tian regarded Huang Jian as his superior, master, and father.
But today, he only wanted Huang Jian dead!
"You are not qualified to be my superior! Not qualified to be my master! Even less qualified to be my father!"
Yang Tian coldly shouted, landing a fierce punch on Huang Jian’s arm.
With a single punch, Huang Jian’s entire arm was shattered.
Blood spattered, and Huang Jian let out a painful scream, knowing Yang Tian didn’t want to kill him instantly, but to make him suffer step by step.
"Yang Tian, I’m sorry, I’m sorry..."
Huang Jian screamed, desperately crawling aside.
"Enough playing, it’s time to send you to hell!"
Yang Tian’s eyes were filled with fierce light as he stepped forward towards Huang Jian.
"You want to kill me... I’m your father..."
Huang Jian realized the nearness of death, desperately crawling forward, suddenly pressing against the wall.
A rumble sounded, and the floor suddenly opened, Huang Jian fell directly down.
The floor quickly closed again.
Yang Tian sneered, "Huang Jian, do you think you can escape? I’ll let you live a little longer, then I will finish you off!"
The surroundings fell into dead silence.
Yang Tian activated his X-ray Vision Technique, detecting below the floor, Huang Jian was desperately crawling away.
But Huang Jian had already been wounded heavily, barely clinging to life.
Yang Tian wasn’t afraid of Huang Jian escaping, the most important thing now was to rescue Wang Ying!
Wang Ying was innocent, but she had been punched by Lan Zhan.
Lan Zhan, having been infected with TC9, had become incredibly powerful, and the punch had severely injured Wang Ying.
"Where is President Wang?"
Yang Tian hurried into the hall, seeing several researchers gathered around an experiment table.
Wang Ying lay on the table, already unconscious, a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth.
"Yang Tian, you came just in time, this girl was punched, she has a concussion, and her brain is nearly dead. I suggest injecting her with TC10, so..."
Wu Tian was about to say something, but Yang Tian had already pushed him aside.
Yang Tian approached the experiment table, looking at Wang Ying’s pale face, feeling a pang in his heart.
If it weren’t for his hesitation, Wang Ying wouldn’t have been punched by Lan Zhan into a concussion.
"Yang, she has a concussion, it’s life-threatening, even if saved, she might become a vegetative state!"
Ling Ying came to Yang Tian’s side.
Yang Tian ignored Ling Ying, activating his X-ray Vision Technique to investigate Wang Ying’s body.
It was indeed so, Wang Ying’s head had been struck, her brain in a semi-dead state.
Ling Ying, seeing Yang Tian ignoring her, felt a bit disappointed for an unknown reason, glanced at Yang Tian, wanting to speak but stopped.
Suddenly, Yang Tian’s expression darkened.
He activated his X-ray Vision Technique, noticing a yellow liquid inside Wang Ying’s arm.
Instantly, his face turned icy as he said, "Wu Tian, are you looking to die? You actually injected TC10 into her body?"
"I just wanted to save her..."
Wu Tian hadn’t finished speaking before Yang Tian kicked him.
The kick sent Wu Tian flying, smashing over three meters away.
"All of you get out!"
Yang Tian said in a deep voice.
The researchers exchanged looks, hesitantly saying, "Yang Tian, she has a concussion, TC10 must be used to save her..."
"Get out immediately!"
Yang Tian snapped coldly.
They realized Yang Tian’s anger, dared not linger, quickly retreating out, but before leaving, they all shook their heads, "Without TC10, this girl will surely die!"
Yang Tian said nothing more, activating his Spiritual Breath to expel TC10 from Wang Ying’s body.
Although TC10 could bring someone back to life, it was still a drug.
Yang Tian would never allow such a drug to be injected into Wang Ying’s body!
After forcing the TC10 liquid out of Wang Ying’s body, Yang Tian said, "Second brother, help me protect, I need to treat President Wang!"
Hearing Yang Tian’s words, Wu Tian and the others were shocked, "How is that possible? This is a concussion, Yang Tian, don’t be foolish..."