Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1364 - 1349: Exhausted in Body and Mind

"B...bastard!"

The sound ghost forced Song Yun back and retreated more than ten steps, glaring at Song Yun and saying viciously, "You actually tricked me and broke my strings. I won’t waste time with you here today. Just wait. When I fix my strings, I want you to argh!"

"You’ve said you want me dead several times now. At least give it a break!" Song Yun said with a smile, "Running away when you can’t win, that’s not a good thing."

"Hmph, don’t try to provoke me!"

"I’m not provoking you!"

Song Yun shook his head with a smile, picked up the Seven Kills again and said, "Earlier your weapon was better than mine, bullying me. Now I’ll switch to my weapon and see if I can bully you instead."

"No way!"

The sound ghost shouted.

But Song Yun ignored it and charged straight at the sound ghost.

The sound ghost turned to run. Unfortunately, Song Yun’s speed was now inexplicably a bit faster than before, perhaps due to some stimulant or Power Pill, and the neurons that were previously affected by sound waves, after some time of not being influenced, became sensitive again.

With a string broken, the sound ghost’s combat power was nearly halved.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh.

The Seven Kills drew beautiful yet deadly arcs in the air, leaving marks on the sound ghost’s body from time to time.

At this moment, Song Yun had no thought of respecting his elders. This old man wanted to kill him. For such a person, if you still hold onto any thoughts of respecting elders, you’re either brain-dead or still brain-dead.

Quickly, the sound ghost’s body had no less than ten wounds, blood gushing out and almost painting the whole person blood red.

At this moment, the sound ghost was finally scared! Turning around, he ran off into the distance.

"Yo? Planning to escape? Isn’t that too simple-minded!"

Song Yun laughed, giving chase.

A minute later.

Song Yun kicked the sound ghost to the ground, stepping on his head, squatting down, holding the Seven Kills, and aiming it at the sound ghost’s neck.

"D-don’t kill me!" the sound ghost said with difficulty, his head pinned under Song Yun’s foot.

"If you don’t want me to kill you, it’s simple. Tell me about what you said before about killing the rest of the Song Family." Song Yun asked.

"I was joking!"

The sound ghost explained.

As the words fell, the tip of Song Yun’s Seven Kills pierced about a centimeter into the sound ghost’s neck.

"If you don’t speak, I’ll cut a slit around your neck and tear off your face along with your scalp." Song Yun said.

"I..." the sound ghost swallowed, causing the tip of the blade to sink further into his neck.

"I’ll count to three. If you talk, I’ll spare you. You know, I wasn’t raised by the Song Family. To me, killing their people isn’t such a big deal!" Song Yun said.

"You...if I tell you, will you spare me?" the sound ghost asked.

"I promise not to kill you!!"

"You’re not playing fair!!!" the sound ghost shouted.

"Sorry, sometimes I’m just like that!" Song Yun said.

"You’re advancing inch by inch; you’ll face retribution!!"

"Then wait until you’re dead to haunt me!"

Song Yun laughed as he applied a little more pressure.

"Ah, no, no, no, I’ll talk, I’ll talk!"

The sound ghost shouted quickly when he felt a small cut on his neck.

"You should’ve said so earlier." Song Yun said, "So, where is the thing?"

"In...in one of my Beijing properties!"

The sound ghost said, "You’re smart, you know. If I were really killed, the people I arranged would send the contract to your Song Family a week after they can’t reach me..."

"In a property in Beijing? Sorry, but you’ll have to take our people to find it!"

As Song Yun spoke, he pulled out a phone from his pocket and made a call to Song Ergou.

Song Ergou was still awake, and upon hearing what Song Yun said, he asked excitedly, "Son, are you serious?"

"Probably, Dad. Is there anyone from us nearby? Arrange for someone to take this guy away." Song Yun said, "This will be our weapon against Song Kunlun in the future!"

"Okay, I’ll have someone check..."

With that, Song Ergou picked up another phone and dialed out.

A little later.

Song Ergou picked up the phone he was still on with Song Yun and said, "Son, wait where you are. There’s a base near you, and I’ve arranged a helicopter to head over. Just keep that guy under control for me!"

"Alright, got it!"

Song Yun nodded and then hung up the phone.

"W-why are you arresting me!" the sound ghost shouted.

"To have you testify!" Song Yun said with a smile.

"You promised me!"

"I promised not to kill you, but I didn’t promise not to arrest you!" Song Yun shook his head and said, "Didn’t you ever study literature? You don’t seem to listen very carefully!"

"You!! You’re tricking me!" the sound ghost said angrily.

"I’m not tricking you." Song Yun shook his head, then removed the Seven Kills from the sound ghost’s neck.

The sound ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least the immediate threat to his life was gone.

It was then that a sharp pain shot through the sound ghost’s right wrist.

"What are you doing!"

The sound ghost covered his hand and said.

"Severed your tendons to keep you from bullying ordinary people later!" Song Yun said.

"You!! Even without a hand, you think I can’t do it?" the sound ghost shouted.

"Thanks for the reminder!"

Song Yun said, casually slicing the ghost’s ankles with the Seven Kills.

The tendons in his feet were cut too!

"Damn it!"

The intense pain almost made the sound ghost faint.

"Now it’s safe!" Song Yun nodded with a smile.

About fifteen minutes later.

From an unseen place in the sky, the sound of rotors was faintly heard.

Soon, a military helicopter appeared in the air above Song Yun.

After slowly landing the military helicopter.

After a brief confirmation of identities, Song Yun handed the sound ghost over to them and watched them take him away.

"Phew!"

After the helicopter flew off into the distance, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief and then fell heavily to the ground.

This battle against the so-called top twenty on the divine list exhausted Song Yun mentally and physically.

The physical injuries were secondary; the mental exhaustion made Song Yun feel completely drained, and as he sat there, his eyelids fought to stay open, and the pain from his injuries suddenly amplified.

"Damn!"

Song Yun tried to move and found his limbs felt shackled by heavy chains, making even a single step difficult.

And the blood on Song Yun’s body began slowly seeping from the wounds.

Song Yun checked the time; it had been over twenty minutes since he came out.