X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 233 - 228: Hair has been cut, love has been severed
Chapter 233: Chapter 228: Hair has been cut, love has been severed
With one move, the evil tyrant, the King of Hell, was reduced to ashes!
Yun Xinyan and the others were all shocked. In their perception, this one-eyed villain was incredibly powerful; yet now, he had been slain by Ye Tian, seemingly with such ease that it was truly inconceivable.
Wang Bingbing, who controlled most of the underworld, had her mouth wide open in disbelief. Considered worldly and knowledgeable, she had encountered many so-called powerful individuals over the years; and the King of Hell was certainly among the top masters. To see him effortlessly killed by Ye Tian, and moreover, reduced to ashes—it was a truly astonishing, even horrifying, surprise for her.
The most shocked was the Hungry Wolf.
"Master is too terrifying!" The wounded Hungry Wolf exclaimed sincerely.
He was a master who had roamed the Dark World and had a bit of a reputation on the Heavenly List, indeed a one-in-a-million talent.
In his heart, he was well aware that the three kings were of comparable strength, with the King of the Night being the strongest. Although it was said so, everyone understood that this kind of strength was only slightly ahead of the other two kings.
The King of the Night, the King of Hell, and the Queen of Rakshasas—the three kings’ strengths didn’t differ by much, and to achieve a one-hit kill was simply impossible, even with a surprise attack.
But now, the truth lay right before his eyes; Master Ye Tian’s displayed strength was more than enough to utterly crush the King of Hell, making even Hungry Wolf believe it.
"It’s too terrifying, the King of Hell was actually blasted into ashes by a punch! This! This is simply..." Overwhelmed with reverence, Hungry Wolf found himself at a loss for words to describe his current emotions.
He too was a practitioner of martial arts, with his own insights into martial prowess. The higher he climbed in the martial path, the more reverence he felt. Human power has limits, but Heavenly Dao is infinite.
However, Ye Tian’s punch had shattered his understanding of martial arts—and even the martial arts belief system he had painstakingly built—because that punch had surpassed human limits and was not something a human could deliver.
This power was too great, too terrifying!
And it certainly was not a power that humans should possess; it even approached the legendary power of deities!
The King of Hell was dead, and the threat to everyone’s lives had disappeared.
Everyone let out a breath of relief, finally relaxing after being tense for so long, feeling nothing but pain all over.
Yun Xinyan, who had been grief-stricken by Ye Tian’s death, could finally breathe, but suddenly felt darkness before her eyes and weakness in her legs, losing strength instantaneously as her body collapsed to the ground.
Woosh!
Ye Tian immediately went forward and caught Yun Xinyan in his arms: "Wife, are you okay?"
Looking at Ye Tian’s familiar face, her familiar carefree demeanor, Yun Xinyan felt a twinge in her nose. The constant hard work of these days, the excruciating longing, the anxiety of sleeping alone, all the emotions surged to her heart and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
"Don’t cry, don’t cry, you know I hate seeing you cry," Ye Tianxin felt very guilty, knowing that Yun Xinyan had suffered a lot because of him.
"Little girl, give me a smile, hehe," Ye Tian tried to cheer her up.
Yun Xinyan chuckled and chided, "Can’t you ever be serious? Look at what time it is." Her tone was full of love and coquettishness, but mostly, it was boundless exhaustion—she was indeed very tired and worn out.
From the gaping hole in the villa, Yun Feng was quietly crawling outside, while Wang Qian also tiptoed out from somewhere else.
"Stop! Did I say you could go?" Ye Tian frowned and bellowed.
While he was regaining his strength in the crystal coffin, these two scoundrels had caused much trouble; he remembered clearly—they had smashed the Spiritual Tablet and even wanted to harm them in front of him. Sadly, his recovery was not complete; he was helpless and couldn’t make a move.
Now, it was time to settle the account with them.......
Ye Tian gently put Yun Xinyan down and strode over. With every step, the villa trembled, the sight truly terrifying.
Yun Feng was trembling, his legs turning to jelly, without the strength to even run, panicking about how to save his own skin.
Wang Qian was scared out of his wits as well, sprinting towards the outside of the villa and scrambling into a Bentley. Unfortunately, before the car could even start, there appeared someone beside him in the passenger seat, grinning at him—it was Ye Tian......
Wang Qian tried to escape by pushing the car door open, but Ye Tian’s hand instantly gripped his throat, electrifying his body, nearly causing him to faint from the pain.
"I warned you before, if you dare to mess with me again, I’ll wipe you out," Ye Tian stared at Wang Qian in the driver’s seat and said, "Last time, I kindly spared you a dog’s life. This time, hmpf, you tell me, how do you want to die."............
"I I I I..." Wang Qian stammered, terrified and completely at a loss for words.
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With a crisp snap, Wang Qian’s tender little face bore the imprint of five fingers.
"Big brother, spare my life, I won’t dare to do it again!" Wang Qian said, crying.
"Big brother?" Ye Tian frowned. "Who the hell is your big brother!"
With a slap, another palm struck his face.
"Grandfather! You are my grandfather! Please spare your grandson, I’ll give you however much money you want, just name your price, I’ll have someone transfer it immediately!" Wang Qian stammered, trembling.
"Who the hell is your grandfather! I don’t have a grandson like you!" Ye Tian’s eyebrows shot up, and with a slap, he sent Wang Qian flying.
Wang Qian rolled twice on the lawn, and before he had a chance to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, he was being stepped on by Ye Tian.
"Ancestor, you are my ancestor!" Wang Qian begged on the ground. "Old ancestor, please spare me, anything you say goes! I’ll give you all my money and business, what do you say?"
"I don’t give a damn about your dirty money! In my eyes, you’re nothing but a dog!" Ye Tian kicked him in the stomach, and the latter retched out even his stomach acid.
"Woof, woof, woof..." Wang Qian, enduring the pain, actually started to imitate dog barks, asking, "Ancestor, does it sound like a dog? I am just a dog, woof, woof, woof. Please let me go, I will never dare to do it again, woof, woof, woof..."
Ye Tian almost burst out laughing. To save his own life, this guy really knew no shame.
"Not bad barking," Ye Tian said, "but sadly, back at that broken-down factory, I already gave you a chance, and it was you who didn’t appreciate it. No one else can be blamed for that."
With a twist of his wrist, a Dragon-whisker Needle appeared in his palm.
Seeing the silver needle as thin as a strand of hair, Wang Qian was suddenly panic-stricken: "What are you going to do?"
"What am I going to do? You’ll find out soon enough." Ye Tian’s lips curled with cold cruelty, and with a flick of his finger, the Dragon-whisker Needle whizzed through the air and pierced Wang Qian’s chest.
Wang Qian felt only a twinge of pain, then nothing more. Looking at Ye Tian, who wore a smile that was not quite a smile, he began to crawl backward. The other didn’t chase after him, and after crawling over ten meters, his courage grew, and he got up and ran as fast as he could, fearing that Ye Tian would follow.
Ye Tian stood in the middle of the lawn, glanced at his watch, and muttered, "It should be time."
No sooner had his words fallen than Wang Qian, running wildly, screamed in agony. Blood streamed from all his orifices, and he thudded to the ground in the middle of the road, right as a car came along, unable to brake in time, and rolled right over him. Immediately following were the sounds of honking, as a truck loaded with cars came whooshing by, its 32 tires rolling over him, leaving Wang Qian mangled beyond recognition.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That’s the end of a bad guy," Ye Tian shrugged his shoulders.
As it turned out, the Dragon-whisker Needle had been lurking in Wang Qian’s bloodstream. The faster he ran, the faster the needle moved, until it finally entered his heart, ending his petty life. It just so happened he ran out onto the road, which led to the subsequent car crushing.
Back on the lawn, Ye Tian walked over to the starving wolf.
"Master, I..." the starving wolf struggled to stand up, spitting blood.
"Don’t move, and there’s no need to say anything, I know what’s going on. You did well," Ye Tian simply comforted him. With a twist of his wrist, Dragon-whisker Needles shot out, and the starving wolf felt his whole body relax as his destroyed meridians started to heal and his pain visibly subsided.
"Rest and recover. You don’t need to worry about anything else, I’ll handle it."
After saying those words, Ye Tian left the starving wolf and, in a flash, appeared in front of Yun Feng, who, being too stunned to run away, immediately shook all over with fear.
"So tell me, how do you want to die!" Ye Tian narrowed his eyes, saying, "I’ve warned you many times. There’s a first and a second time, but there’s no third or fourth!"
"Don’t kill me!" Yun Feng begged.
A foul smell wafted up from below him, and looking down, Yun Feng’s pants were wet with a large patch. He had been so scared that he peed himself. How embarrassing.
Ye Tian snorted coldly, "Not kill you? So you can continue to harm me? I’m no saint and have no habit of repaying evil with kindness!"
With a kick of his foot, a Swiss army knife flew to Yun Feng’s feet. He said icily, "End it yourself. I don’t want to dirty my hands. Besides, don’t force me to do it; it won’t be this comfortable then."
Wang Bingbing’s shiny, razor-sharp Swiss army knife was capable of cutting through iron as if it were mud. Using this thing to commit suicide would certainly be quick, but Yun Feng didn’t want to die. He didn’t dare to pick up the knife.
"Xinyan, please say something. I’m your father, even if I’ve made grave mistakes, you can’t just ignore me like this. Say something!" Yun Feng turned to Yun Xinyan for help.
Yun Xinyan’s face instantly furrowed, and she bit her lip tightly, her already pale complexion growing even paler.
Without a wrinkle, Ye Tian slapped Yun Feng across the face, angrily saying, "You have the face to beg Xinyan for mercy? Have you forgotten what you did to her? You don’t deserve to be her father! Scum!"
