Supreme Alchemist-Chapter 2464 - 2454 Mutation

Long Yan was actually quite shocked to realize that this small-town mayor had a private army of nearly a hundred people, which was certainly not allowed within the Qin Dynasty.

In reality, the garrison in a Great City is usually only a few thousand, yet this tiny town had so many private troops. Who knows how many there really are if you count the town’s regular garrison.

Upon hearing Long Yan’s words, the leader of these black-clothed men realized that they had all been exposed to Long Yan, so he simply stopped hiding and boldly walked in from the doorway.

"Kid, I don’t know who you are, but since my Master wants you dead, there’s no way you’ll survive."

Hearing these words, Long Yan’s lips curled into a smile. He could tell that these black-clothed men were skilled in martial arts, but they were mostly just True Gods or God Kings. The leader who spoke was merely at the 8th-Rank God King cultivation base.

The leader of these black-clothed men was named Zhao Wuhun. On the surface, he was the housekeeper of the mayor’s household, but secretly he was an assassin raised by the mayor since childhood to do unspeakable deeds. He personally enjoyed these tasks.

Zhao Wuhun had been adopted by the mayor since childhood. He could no longer remember the faces of his parents. All he knew was that it was the mayor who fed him and the mayor who directed his kills.

Thinking of this, a ruthless gleam flashed in Zhao Wuhun’s eyes. Seeing Long Yan calmly taking a sip of tea, he sneered coldly.

Kid, savor the last sip of tea in your life.

"Attack!"

Although Zhao Wuhun had some martial prowess, it was just surface level. His main combat style was close combat. He had already killed countless experts like Long Yan. Although these experts’ use of True Qi seemed flashy, they were in fact no match for the simplest methods.

Moreover, in such a confined Space, breaking through might not be easy for Long Yan. Besides, behind him were nearly a hundred brothers who were not to be trifled with.

Hearing their leader’s command, the black-clothed men charged at Long Yan like mad dogs. In an instant, the entire cabin was filled with these black-clothed men.

Nearby, Rat 2 was already terrified. Although he belonged to the Demon Race, he’d only ever dealt with essential goods and had never seen such a sight. His mouse head was written with panic, and he held his head, crouching on the Floor.

"Don’t be afraid."

Long Yan’s calm words floated into Rat 2’s ears, making him in awe. There were hundreds of people, and this Guest didn’t seem to think he could block over a hundred people by himself.

The leading black-clothed man suddenly froze as he charged. He felt a pain in his chest, stopped dead in his tracks. A long gun barrel was thrust against his chest. No matter how hard he tried, and even with True Qi, he couldn’t take another step forward.

"What?"

The black-clothed man was about to speak when the force from his chest knocked him back ten steps, making him unstable, his Breath disordered.

"Not so well!"

Long Yan still sat on the chair, taking a sip of tea, holding a shimmering long spear in his other hand. It was clear that just now he had blocked the black-clothed man’s chest with this spear handle.

"Roar!"

The black-clothed man’s eyes reddened; his charge didn’t cause his opponent to move an inch. Instead, he got shoved back by a spear handle, a great humiliation. Usually, when these black-clothed men showed up, the opponents were so scared that they lost their heads without a fight, yet a young man had shamed them on this occasion.

Moreover, seeing Long Yan’s facial expression of disdain made him cry out weirdly and lunge at Long Yan. But Long Yan was prepared; with a twist of his head, he dodged the True Qi-laden punch. Then his hand moved, and his magic gun pierced through the man’s chest mercilessly.

In the eyes of their bloodshot spectators, the black-clothed man’s corpse was flung away like a ragdoll by Long Yan.

"Nothing remarkable."

Now, Long Yan looked as imposing as a Great General. No matter how much they had underestimated Long Yan before, the black-clothed men were dumbfounded, standing still with no courage to advance again.

They knew their brother’s prowess. Yet in one fell swoop, he hadn’t even touched the opponent’s sleeve before being speared and had hung as a banner. There was no more courage to attack Long Yan.

Long Yan shook his head silently. These captive assassins were probably used to bullying mercenaries, but meeting a real expert, they all retreated to save their lives.

"Damn, a bunch of useless subordinates, attack."

Zhao Wuhun was furious. He fed and pampered these people, and when needed, they shrank back.

"Open your damn eyes and look; there’s just one of him. No matter how strong he is, how many can he kill? If we all jump on him, how can he not die?"

The subordinates were stunned. They clearly had the advantage here, and Rat 2 was really no match, practically useless. freewebnσvel.cøm

"Kill!"

Seeing the black-clothed men regain their Momentum, Long Yan dared not lax. He stood up and sprang towards them. Seeing Long Yan not retreat but advance made them hesitate for a moment. Then they all raised their long knives, clearly having trained in some joint attack Formation.

However, Long Yan was obviously faster. Leading the charge, Long Yan swung his magic gun in a Sweeping Thousands of Troops motion. In an Instant, the initial black-clothed men felt an enormous force, sending them flying back.

Blood had been shed. The remaining black-clothed men, eyes red, charged at Long Yan. With a twist of his right foot on the Floor, Long Yan spun his body, narrowly dodging a long knife that even left his face stinging from the breeze.

Stepping back into an arched stance, a simple thrust, the long spear pierced through one man’s body. Long Yan then grabbed the head of another who tried a Surprise attack and flung it into the crowd of black-clothed men. The enormous strength lifted the man, sending him flying towards his allies.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuhun led with a slash and cut the thrown man in two. With red and white matter spilling, the black-clothed men who were fiercely yelling suddenly fell silent.

Long Yan also took two steps back, grasping his magic gun, watching the scene unfold.

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