Chapter 2243 - 1939:

Chapter 2243: Chapter 1939:

Upon hearing Turing’s insult, Morris glared and said in a deep voice, "If you make more noise, I’ll kill you."

Maisy Lin said coldly, "That person called Han Fei said we can’t be touched. You cowards, do you dare kill us?"

Oro stroked his chubby chin and laughed, "Of course we won’t kill you, because keeping you around can still satisfy our desires."

Wang Ling frowned and angrily said, "You betrayed the team. When Song Yun returns, he surely won’t let you off."

Li Huanxin said, "Didn’t you hear what young master Han Fei said? Song Yun has already been killed."

Wang Ling’s body trembled as she retorted, "No, Song Yun mustn’t be dead."

"Wang Ling, stop yelling. You’ve seen it yourself; Han Fei is no ordinary person. Even if we manage to leave alive, if he wants to kill us, can we really hide?"

Li Huanxin stood up and walked towards Wang Ling, persuading, "Aligning with Han Fei is our only way out."

"Scum, get lost!" Wang Ling rebuked, "If I knew you were this kind of people, I would never have brought you along."

Morris sneered, "Heh, Wang Ling, did you really think we were here for your little money?"

Oro laughed, "Match, Old Li, let’s tell him the truth."

The truth?

Could it be they have another motive?

Wang Ling’s face turned gloomy; she recalled Song Yun’s warning, and indeed, he was right. These three were no good.

Li Huanxin sneered coldly and said to Wang Ling, "Actually, we came here because Morris and Oro had agreed long ago. To force you to sign the land transfer agreement here, transfer the mine to us, then kill you in the mine. Otherwise, do you think a mere few million could move us?"

Wang Ling’s body trembled; she had never thought they were plotting this.

She glared hard at Li Huanxin and the others, gritting her teeth, "You’re so vicious!"

Oro laughed indifferently, "Right, I forgot to tell you, that friend who recommended Morris and me to you, we’ve already killed him. In fact, we forced him. Otherwise, do you think an ordinary business manager would know high-level professional assassins like us?"

"You actually killed Yu’er!"

Wang Ling was shocked, realizing her journey had long been targeted.

If unexpected events hadn’t occurred, she might have already signed the transfer agreement for the Nephrite Jade Mine and been buried in the mine, or even violated.

Thinking of her murdered friend, she looked at Oro and the others and couldn’t help but curse, "You’re so vicious, you’ll meet a bad end sooner or later."

Li Huanxin cursed loudly, "Don’t talk crap. If it weren’t for you, how would we have encountered Han Fei? Damn it, we could have enjoyed luxury, but now we’re like this, we’ll have to be Han Fei’s slaves in the future, and it’s all your fault."

"You’re really shameless."

At this moment, a voice emerged from the doorway.

Everyone looked over to see, somehow, Song Yun had appeared there.

"Just now Han Fei said you’ve been killed, how...how are you still alive!?"

Morris, Oro, and Li Huanxin were shocked, fear flashing in their eyes.

"If it was before, I might have hesitated to kill you. But I see now I’ve been thinking too much. People like you are simply a scourge on this world."

Song Yun’s gaze was icy as he stepped into the cabin.

The words from Li Huanxin and the others were heard crystal clear by him, and he had no burden left about killing these three.

Feeling Song Yun’s murderous aura, Morris raised the crossbow arrow in his hand, aimed it at Wang Ling two meters away, and shouted, "Don’t come any closer, or I’ll kill her."

"You can try, see if you can pull the trigger faster than my speed."

Song Yun looked at Morris dismissively and continued walking towards Wang Ling.

"*********" Morris cursed, deciding to go for broke, suddenly turned the crossbow arrow towards Song Yun, and pulled the trigger.

Song Yun raised his hand and flicked his finger, with a clang, the crossbow arrow broke into two halves, which then shot towards Morris and Oro.

Thump, thump.

The sound of arrows piercing flesh filled the air, and blood wells appeared at Morris and Oro’s heart locations, fresh blood flowing out.

The snapped pieces of the arrow pierced through their bodies.

One piece pierced Li Huanxin, who was hiding behind Morris, through the heart, punching through his chest as well.

The three watched as their clothes were stained red with blood, their faces growing increasingly pale.

Morris’s crossbow arrow slipped from his hand, he staggered towards Song Yun, and with a thud, fell to the ground, convulsed a few times, and then became motionless.

Immediately afterward, Oro and Li Huanxin also fell to the ground, dying on the spot.

The blood of the three kept flowing out, staining the floor a deep red.

"Song Yun!"

Wang Ling shouted, and upon seeing Song Yun at this moment, she felt extremely excited.

Although her words said Song Yun would not die, she was constantly worried about Song Yun’s safety.

Maisy Lin, seemingly experienced in life and death situations, was much calmer than Wang Ling, but there was an indescribable expression in her gaze as she looked at Song Yun.

Song Yun stepped forward, untied Wang Ling and Maisy Lin, and Wang Ling suddenly threw herself into Song Yun’s arms, sniffling: "I thought I would never see you again."

"It’s all right now."

Song Yun patted Wang Ling’s back, softly comforting her.

Wang Ling took a deep breath to stop the tears from flowing and stepped back two steps, seemingly feeling that her earlier act of throwing herself into Song Yun’s arms was too forward, her face slightly flushed, revealing a shy expression.

"Thank you."

Maisy Lin expressed thanks to Song Yun, gave him a deep look, then quietly stood to the side.

Bzzzzzz...

At this moment, the sound of a helicopter was heard.

Song Yun walked to the window, leaned out and glanced outside, only to see a dozen helicopters landing on the gobi outside.

Thousands of meters away, military trucks filled the area, enclosing this region, armed soldiers disembarked from the trucks, sealing off the area, but did not approach further.

After the helicopters landed, the door of the first helicopter opened, and the Golden Dragon Palace’s Vice Hall Master Luo Badao stepped down.

Following that, dozens of people disembarked from the subsequent helicopters, including familiar faces to Song Yun, Liu Wuxin, and Jia You.

Additionally, there were several Vice Hall Masters, seen before, but Song Yun did not know their names.

The people from the Golden Dragon Palace headed towards the bungalow.

Though they didn’t carry firearms and dressed differently, appearing like a disorganized group, walking together, their imposing aura and killing atmosphere could not be ignored, giving a sense of awe.

Seeing this, Wang Ling and Maisy Lin looked surprised, filled with curiosity about these people’s identities.

"Who are they?"

Wang Ling walked to the window, glanced out, and asked Song Yun.

Song Yun smiled, saying: "They are an organization hiding behind Huaxia, maintaining national peace and protecting national security, called the Golden Dragon Palace."

Wang Ling murmured: "Golden Dragon Palace? Never heard of it before, but they look amazing."

"Perhaps they are quite powerful."

If it were before, Song Yun might have thought the Golden Dragon Palace was incredibly formidable.

But now, having encountered the Hermit Realm and learned about the Lingdi’s existence, the Golden Dragon Palace in Song Yun’s eyes seemed less significant.

Fortunately, the Lingdi people do not compete for worldly power, or else the world would undergo dramatic changes.

Soon, Luo Badao led the Golden Dragon Palace people into the bungalow.

Dozens of people crowded in, making the previously spacious room seem a bit cramped.

Upon seeing Song Yun, Luo Badao’s expression shifted slightly, unsure of the proper attitude to adopt towards Song Yun.

After all, Song Yun’s strength now was incredibly strong.

If treating Song Yun as before, like a junior, seemed a bit haughty. ⅇℯ𝚕.

"Uncle Luo."

Just as Luo Badao was awkward, Song Yun greeted him proactively.

For Song Yun, no matter how strong he became, Luo Badao was Juan Mao’s father, which made him an elder.

Upon hearing Song Yun’s address, Luo Badao felt indescribably gratified, but dared not overplay his role, his tone carried some humility, and he smiled saying: "Song Yun, it’s been a while. Daoist Qingxu contacted me, saying you have matters that need our handling."