C830 The Flames of Fury Burned in His Heart
C830 The Flames of Fury Burned in His Heart
"There's an expert? Looks like what Young Master said is right. There is indeed someone who can lure the tiger away from the mountain, but aren't you looking down on me too much?"
Uncle Tian stood behind him with his hands behind his back. The fury in the hearts of the people in front of him intensified upon seeing this.
"How dare you look down on me? Courting death!"
After saying that, he took out a pistol from his pocket and shot at Uncle Tian a few times.
Uncle Tian's expression changed. He knew the power of this unassuming little thing. If he was not careful, he would die.
Uncle Tian's body was like a ghost at this moment, drifting erratically. Moreover, the man didn't even know where to shoot.
But before he could make up his mind, a pale palm grabbed his neck.
"Crack!
That man's neck was broken by Uncle Tian on the spot.
Seeing this, the rest of the men took out their guns and pointed them at Uncle Tian.
Uncle Tian stretched his hand behind his back and took out a steel whip. He pointed it at the men and waved it at them.
"Pa!"
"Ahhhhhhh!"
With a miserable shriek, the few people's hands were all badly mutilated by the steel whip, and the handguns in their hands even changed shape.
"Retreat!!"
When they heard this order, they immediately turned around and fled.
Uncle Tian went back to the table and poured himself a cup of tea. He drank it all in one gulp and said slowly.
"When will you hide for? Do you want me to invite you out?"
After Uncle Tian's voice faded, a loud laughter was heard.
"Hahaha, I never thought that you would be able to find my trace. It's really not easy, but I can only increase the speed of your death."
These words didn't even cause Uncle Tian's facial expression to change.
"You are also a talent. Why do you want to be an assassin?"
At this time, a masked figure appeared in the darkness. From his figure and voice, it could be seen that he was a young man.
"That's because I like the feeling of killing."
Before he could finish his words, the masked assassin lunged at Uncle Tian. Uncle Tian's facial expression turned serious. He picked up the steel whip from the table and whipped it at the young man.
However, the young man suddenly disappeared at this moment. Uncle Tian's steel whip was instantly sucked out and hit the pillar, causing debris to fly everywhere.
"Old man, as an old man, you should stay at home and enjoy the rest of your life. Why are you here to participate in this matter?"
The sudden appearance of the young man caught Uncle Tian off guard. However, Uncle Tian had lived for so many years after all. Before his head could be seen, the long whip in his hand had already reached him.
But at this time, the short knife of the assassin had already pierced into Uncle Tian's body. Blood immediately flowed out. Uncle Tian gritted his teeth and forcefully pulled back his steel whip.
After the assassin sent the dagger into Uncle Tian's body, he suddenly dodged to the side. However, he was still slapped in the face by the end of Uncle Tian's steel whip.
The assassin's mask was instantly cut in half, leaving a deep wound on his face.
"Old man, how dare you hurt me? You are courting death!"
The assassin rushed towards Uncle Tian once again. A golden dagger appeared in his hand, then he stabbed at Uncle Tian's body.
At this moment, Uncle Tian had lost too much blood, and he didn't have any strength to resist.
"Young master, I have let you down!"
Seeing the golden dagger getting closer and closer to his eyes, Uncle Tian's heart was filled with bitterness.
The assassin seemed to want revenge on his face. He kept stabbing Uncle Tian's body with the golden dagger dozens of times. Finally, Uncle Tian fell into a pool of blood.
The assassin stopped when he saw that Uncle Tian was dead. He turned around and entered the inner hall of Profound Wind Hall. However, when he entered, he was stunned because there was no one there. It was empty.
"What's going on? Where is he?"
The youth's heart was filled with doubt, but he knew that the longer he stayed here, the more unsafe it would be. Only he would think that Lin Yi would return safely, because this was his intuition. He had also observed Lin Yi for a long time, and knew that Lin Yi wasn't a person who spoke without thinking.
Lin Yi must have had a plan to deal with the others when he went out, which was why he didn't chase after them like the others. Instead, he chose to stay behind, and then go to Profound Wind Hall to kidnap Lin Yi's family when there was a chance. However, he couldn't find a single person at the moment. There was only an old man. However, he had already been killed by him, which made him feel somewhat irritated.
"What a loss! Not only did they fail to catch him this time, they have also completely offended Lin Yi. They should be coming back soon. We can't stay here any longer."
After saying that, the assassin turned around and left.
His guess was right. Not long after he left, Lin Yi and the others had already arrived at the entrance of Profound Wind Hall.
" En? There was the smell of blood? Looks like someone has already come."
Lin Yi started to worry in his heart.
He hurriedly opened the door and saw Uncle Tian sitting on the ground. Currently, his body was covered in blood.
"Uncle Tian!"
Lin Yi quickly ran over, but Uncle Tian was on the verge of death. He was much more furious than before.
At this time, Uncle Tian was unconscious and his body was covered with blood. Lin Yi did not have time to think. He took out his silver needle and saved Uncle Tian's life first.
Lin Yi's heart was in a panic. This wasn't the same as the other people, because this was the person beside him, and Lin Yi didn't know about the other patients either.
Gradually, Lin Yi's face was covered with sweat, and even his face gradually became pale.
What shocked Lin Yi the most was that there were more than twenty wounds on Uncle Tian's body, and they were all fatal injuries.
However, what surprised Lin Yi even more was that Uncle Tian's heart was on the right side. This way, the wound on the left side was not fatal at all.
But even so, Uncle Tian was still not optimistic. After all, if he lost too much blood, he might die from shock.
Time passed by slowly. No one disturbed Lin Yi. Everyone's mood of returning from a great victory had been washed away. Their hearts were all depressed.
It was only when dawn broke did Lin Yi put down the silver needle in his hand. He then collapsed onto the ground and gasped for breath.
"Boss, is Uncle Tian alright?"
Du Xiaosheng carefully asked. To him, Uncle Tian was like a father. Uncle Tian would tell him many things that he didn't understand, and Uncle Tian treated him very well. This also increased the relationship between the two of them, just like a real father and son.