Chapter 157 - 157 157 The Hare is Dead the Hound is Cooked

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157: Chapter 157 The Hare is Dead, the Hound is Cooked 157: Chapter 157 The Hare is Dead, the Hound is Cooked “Poseidon, he’s already severely injured, and he knows we’ve come to Yanjing; would he still knowingly launch a sneak attack?” Nightmare put away his halberd, looking at Poseidon with disdain. “He definitely will. Poseidon is a man who insists on exacting revenge. Next time he comes, he will surely bring more powerful allies.” Ye Shikai analyzed Poseidon’s mindset. As a Main God, having suffered a setback, he could not let it go; the death of Belos caused a huge uproar in the international Underworld, and the news of Poseidon’s defeat by the Netherworld King spread far and wide; he wouldn’t leave the matter unavenged. A centipede dies but never falls down. Nightmare, besides Ye Shikai, was the top fighter at this base, so he had to remain stationed here. The night in Yanjing, with the lights just beginning to bloom, the city’s neon lights twinkling, signifying the start of nightlife; the dazzling lights turned the city’s darkness as bright as day, yet the true darkness, was hidden within. In a civilian house, a man sat in front of a barrel with a blazing fire inside. The man threw a Human Skin Mask into the flames, quietly watching it turn to ash. In his other hand, he held a razor, its blade glowing faintly red under the firelight. “It looks like you’re not having an easy time,” said a middle-aged man who walked in slowly, his steps heavy and lethargic, his face showing signs of aging. “The wind is rising; the storm is about to break. The hunting dogs seem to have already smelled their prey.” Amidst the firelight, the man’s face contorted viciously. This man was none other than Throat Slasher, She Bin, whom Netherworld Palace had been actively searching for. “The police have started investigating you. It seems, Yanjing is not a place for you anymore.” If Zhang Ting were here, she would be thrilled, because this somewhat aged middle-aged man was Xun Long, who was being hunted by the police everywhere. “I’m only responsible for helping you escape. As for what happens afterward, I don’t want any part of it.” She Bin stood up and took a backpack from the table. “From the moment you helped me break out of prison, we’ve been in the same boat. You think you can isolate yourself and act only for your own good?” Xun Long took out a bag of white powder from his bosom, brought it close to his nose, and inhaled sharply. “Try your luck then.” “Then I wish you good luck.” Xun Long said, his face still showing a bizarre smile from the high of the drugs, before walking out of the room, leaving She Bin alone. Tiny raindrops fell, hitting the room’s window, creating a rhythmic sound of rain. Suddenly, the ceiling light went out, plunging the room into total darkness. As a long-time assassin, She Bin instinctively grabbed his razor and vigilantly watched his surroundings. As a cultivator, his vision was not greatly affected by the darkness, but why would the lights suddenly go out? “Bang.” Suddenly, the window glass shattered, and a dark figure flew in. The figure moved incredibly fast, and under the figure, She Bin saw a gleaming sharp blade. She Bin quickly lifted his razor, “swish,” the blades grazed each other, sparking in the darkness. She Bin immediately stepped back to dodge the lethal strike, but unexpectedly, the shadow flicked its blade lightly and stabbed at She Bin again. “Drip, drip,” in the silent, dark room, drops of blood fell on the floor, and a deep cut appeared on She Bin’s neck. “You are known as the Throat Slasher, yet to be killed by a throat slash, isn’t it ironic?” A husky voice echoed as the ceiling light turned back on. The shadow that had just been a blur was now clearly visible under the light; a man clad in a black robe, blood dripping from the blade in his hand, while She Bin had turned into a cold, lifeless corpse. “Fantastic, fantastic, the Assassin under Boss Xing truly lives up to his reputation.” At that moment, the door to the room was opened, Xun Long clapped his hands contentedly and said. Without any formalities, the man gently wiped the fresh blood off his blade and looking at She Bin on the ground, he said indifferently, “A dead rabbit gets cooked by the dog, I have completed the task my master assigned to me, I’m leaving now.” “Ha ha, please tell Boss Xing when you return, that I will certainly complete the mission he has assigned.” The man in the long robe said nothing and jumped directly out of the window, seeming very disdainful towards Xun Long. After the man left, Xun Long sat in the chair as if talking to himself, “Indeed, a dead rabbit gets cooked by the dog, She Bin is just the first casualty of this battle.” “Someone come.” “Lord Long, what are your orders?” Two strong men responded and walked into the room. “Clean this place up a bit, and remember, don’t let anyone discover any clues.” After speaking, Xun Long left. “Yes, Lord Long.” The two strong men placed She Bin’s body on the chair and poured gasoline all over the room... The next day, the Yanjing government released a news report stating that a civilian house had accidentally caught fire, and one man had perished. “Ye Shikai, come take a look here.” Zhang Ting and a group of police arrived at the site of the fire, and since someone had died, a forensic examination was needed. Originally, Ye Shikai was coming to find Zhang Ting, so he also came to this place. “This is the man who perished, quite strange indeed.” Zhang Ting pointed at the charred corpse while Ye Shikai stepped forward to examine it. “What is it?” Zhang Ting was puzzled by Ye Shikai’s remark. “At the time of the fire, it seems that the deceased was sitting calmly on a chair and was burned alive,” Ye Shikai pointed at the body, which despite being unrecognizable, its frame could still be seen sitting upright on the chair, the victim showing no signs of panic. “No, this man was not killed by the fire.” Ye Shikai suddenly spoke, pointing at the neck of the body “There is a deep wound on the neck, this person was not burned to death, but murdered, and then burned.” “What, another person has died?” Zhang Ting’s face showed deep seriousness; the case of Xun Long’s jailbreak was still unsolved, and now they had another homicide to deal with. “This person, feels somewhat peculiar.” Ye Shikai touched the body, seemingly feeling something different; it was... Inner Strength. Yes, although the person was dead, as a fellow cultivator, Ye Shikai could sense the presence of Inner Strength; the deceased was actually a cultivator. Being able to kill a cultivator, the opponent must undoubtedly also be a cultivator. Ye Shikai took out a small bottle from his pocket, collected some blood samples from the deceased, and if the person was from the foreign Underworld, then the Netherworld Palace database would have the record. With this bottle of blood, it might be possible to ascertain the identity of the deceased. Ye Shikai didn’t expect that he would inadvertently find She Bin, but She Bin was already dead.

Chapter 157 - 157 157 The Hare is Dead the Hound is Cooked

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