You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 376 - 196: Killing the Dog to Warn Its Master (Part 3)
Whoosh~
Ye Qingzhou raised his hand and unleashed a Sword Qi, shattering Bao Yanban’s head. Blood splattered across the faces of the men and women around, causing them to scream in terror.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~
Raising his hand again, three more Sword Qi beams shot out, killing the loudest screamers on the spot.
The remaining people immediately clamped their mouths shut, not daring to breathe, for fear of provoking Ye Qingzhou, this ruthless martial artist.
Only then did Ye Qingzhou begin to use Thought Transmitting Sound: "Whoever has information on the Source Blood Association, the first to speak lives, the rest die."
At this moment, a short and cunning fat man quickly spoke up: "Wait, wait, my name is Zeng Dalang, I’m a star performer. I’m just here for a gig, the Henry Group’s affairs have nothing to do with me."
Whoosh~
Ye Qingzhou flicked his fingers, a Sword Qi grazed Zeng Dalang’s neck, and then his head rolled to the ground; blood spurted over three feet high.
"Lying, die."
The tone was cold and stern, causing everyone present to tremble uncontrollably.
They all knew Zeng Dalang was one of the investors in Paradise Hotel, and although he was not directly involved in the deeds of the Wei Family, he was certainly an accomplice.
Now, everyone realized Ye Qingzhou was playing for real!
"You... you’re a martial artist from the Dongji Kingdom, aren’t you? Don’t act recklessly; murder is against the law."
Ye Qingzhou found this amusing; the place was already treating live human beings as livestock to be butchered and sold, and yet the other side was talking laws?
Whoosh~
A flash of Sword Qi, and yet another head hit the ground.
This time, it was Wei Huairen, the second-in-command of the Wei Family, a person of high status, who once could make the entire old street tremble with a stomp of his foot, now turned into a headless corpse.
In the face of overwhelming violence, wealth and power are worthless.
Those around became even more frightened.
"I don’t want to hear any more useless words." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
Ye Qingzhou emphasized in a low tone.
Just then, a man in the crowd raised his hand: "I... I have important information!"
Two people from the Wei Family angrily shouted, "Lin Qingchao, you ungrateful dog!"
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
Ye Qingzhou unhesitatingly killed the two, then beckoned Lin Qingchao up to him, scaring him so much he wet his pants.
Lin Qingchao was Wei Rong’s husband, and his wife had just died at the hands of Ye Qingzhou, yet Lin Qingchao dared not even think of revenge.
After all, his wife’s life was less important than his own.
Facing death, Lin Qingchao dared not hide anything and quickly poured out all the information he knew: "A distinguished guest has arrived in Paradise Hotel, accompanied by people from the Seven Sins, so they must be from the upper echelons of the Source Blood Association!"
"Take me to them."
"But..."
Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh~
Ye Qingzhou didn’t speak; he just moved his Sword Point, allowing the Sword Qi to sweep through all directions, slaughtering everyone in the hall.
Seeing the floor covered with bodies, Lin Qingchao dared not utter a single "no" and obediently led the way.
......
The Jinjiang Entertainment City was located on the other side of Mengding City.
The establishment had a very mature supply chain, offering both legal and illegal entertainment as long as you were willing to pay.
On the seventh floor, in the top presidential suite, a huge bath had been stained red with blood.
A young man with silver-grey hair and alabaster skin soaked in warm "blood water," his brows slightly furrowed: "The blood of these Southern Ocean women is of too poor quality."
"Master Avner, two girls from the Dongji Kingdom have been specially prepared for you; they are sure to meet your satisfaction."
A Martial Arts Master stood before him, reverently.
Only because the young man before him was a noble Divine Blood Saint Descendant!
Within the Blood-Colored Sanctuary’s clan, only the earliest of the Primordial People who worshipped the Blood God were called Saint Descendants; they called themselves the Holy Blood Thirteen Clans.
In secret, they paved their way with money, already holding sway over the economic lifelines of the Western Pole Kingdom and Europe; they could even manipulate the elections of the Western Pole Kingdom.
Politicians were nothing but puppets in their hands.
Nations were just tools for their profit-making.
Every Saint Descendant held a supremely noble status, even the kings of some countries had to kneel at their feet, listening to their "holy teachings."
For, behind the Holy Blood Thirteen Clans stood a powerful God!
The bloodline of the Saint Descendants was therefore inherently noble, requiring no cultivation. Through the baptism of Divine Blood, their life essence could be elevated, granting them immense power.
Hearing that this time’s "delicacies" were pure girls from the Dongji Kingdom, Avner’s blood began to boil: "The Dongji Kingdom is an ancient and powerful nation, but not worshipping the Blood God is the greatest sin in this world. As the most faithful follower of the Blood God, I will grant them true redemption."
As a Saint Descendant, Avner experienced all the world’s beauty from birth; what common folk longed for as luxury was just readily available goods to him.
But the endless greedy, bloodthirsty nature of a Saint Descendant made him long incapable of finding satisfaction in ordinary entertainment.
Thus, destroying the pure, beautiful hope of others became his pastime and hobby during his leisure.
Only by tearing apart beautiful lives could he slightly quell the desires within his heart.
"Allen, don’t keep me waiting too long."
"As you wish, Master Avner."
Avner closed his eyes again patiently waiting, while around him were three dismembered corpses of young girls, victims whose parents had owed gambling debts. They were helpless collateral.
And their eyes, unable to close, remained wide open in death.
Boom Boom Boom~
On the streets outside Jinjiang Entertainment City, Ye Qingzhou was holding Lin Qingchao by the neck, using him as a shield against the incoming bullets until he was completely shot up.
Ye Qingzhou threw the body aside casually, slowly drawing the Black Shark Sword from his back, and coldly smiled at the Wei Family’s mercenaries ahead: "Trash, are you ready to bid farewell to this world?"
