C10 Death Penalty!
Suokun knew that Rong Yi was powerful. He was one of the top experts in the mysterious troops of Iapron, and he had the title of Devil Incarnate since he was eighteen years old. All the criminal organizations in the country and abroad were afraid of him, because those who were targeted by him would definitely be killed by him. He was ruthless, so he got the title of Devil Incarnate.
Thinking about how the drug production organization that he had worked so hard to build up had been eradicated by this brat in front of him, and almost all of his brothers had died, Suokun's heart was broken. He hated Rong Yi! Now that he had come to him again, he was really unwilling to leave.
With hatred lingering in his heart, Suokun swung his blade and pounced towards Rong Yi at an extremely fast speed.
When Lau Mei, who was in the car, saw a strong man stabbing Rong Yi's abdomen with a knife in his hand, she was so shocked that her face paled.
"Rong Yi, be careful!" She shouted in the car. Only after realizing that she was shouting in the car did she realize that she couldn't hear anything outside. She quickly pushed the door open and got out of the car. She wanted to walk to the door to watch the battle, but when she turned around, she realized that something was wrong. She couldn't just wait for Rong Yi to get into trouble. She had to call the police! No matter how powerful Rong Yi was, there were so many people around him. He would definitely be the one to suffer!
So, Lau Mei picked up the phone and was about to dial 110 to call the police when a black shadow appeared behind her. Lau Mei realized that someone was behind her. When she turned around, the black shadow's hand covered her lips. Lau Mei did not even struggle. In two seconds, she passed out and was stuffed into the car by the black shadow.
Then, the car was driven away by the black shadow.
Rong Yi had no idea about all of this. He was completely focused on dealing with Suokun.
After a round, Rong Yi was shocked. Suokun had advanced. He was still at the middle level of the Strength Gathering Stage, but after three years, he had already entered the low level of the Strength Transforming Stage. Three years to advance two levels, this cultivation speed was already good enough.
It could be seen that this old man Suokun had spent a lot of effort in these three years.
"Suokun, not bad! You have already cultivated to the Strength Transforming Stage. Congratulations, Mr. Yi!" Rong Yi laughed coldly.
"Humph! Devil Incarnate, you didn't expect it! I hope you remember what you just said. After three rounds, you will lose! Young man, don't be too arrogant. Kun is not that easy to bully. There are still two rounds left. Devil Incarnate, you should also take out some real stuff to open Kun's eyes!"
Although Suokun did not hit Rong Yi, he felt that it was impossible for him to not be able to take two rounds from Rong Yi. Even if Rong Yi had improved, he was probably only at the beginning level of the Strength Transforming Stage, at most at the middle level! So he urgently wanted to understand Rong Yi's current cultivation. In any case, as long as he could take two rounds from Rong Yi, even if Rong Yi lost, no matter how powerful he was, what could he do?
Furthermore, he had left a trump card. This arrogant fool was still in the dark!
"Suokun, you really don't change! Didn't you want to see Mr. Yi's real stuff? Then watch carefully!" As he spoke, Rong Yi's eyes flashed with a cold smile. He moved his body and took strange steps. As he moved, he was like a demon's lightning as he arrived in front of Suokun.
Suokun had never heard of such a god-like speed. He immediately felt the fear of the end of the world. He knew that he had been careless. This young man was too incredible. His speed was at least at the high level of the Strength Transforming Stage.
How was this possible?
In three years, he had directly advanced from the high level of the Strength Gathering Stage to the high level of the Strength Transforming Stage. Was he still human? With such an advancement speed, he would become an immortal in his thirties.
However, no matter what, Suokun still resisted stubbornly and quickly stabbed at the Phantom.
However, the Phantom was just a Phantom. It disappeared in a flash and the tip of the blade missed.
Suokun was shocked. He swung his blade behind him and the tip of the blade missed again. The Phantom disappeared in a flash. Suokun instantly broke out in a cold sweat. Was this brat a ghost? Before he could make a third strike, he suddenly felt a hand coming from the arm that he was holding the blade. He felt an unbearable pain in his hand. The blade in his hand could no longer be held and he could no longer use his strength.
With a clang, the sharp blade fell to the ground.
Then, a ghost-like hand grabbed his throat, making him unable to move.
All of this happened in less than half a minute. Suokun looked at the Devil Incarnate with a face full of killing intent in fear. The other surrounding thugs were all stunned. They thought that Suokun was the most powerful person they had ever seen in their lives. Ever since Suokun was invited by Hong Sen to the company to be a martial arts coach for the company, he had almost no opponents in the security industry of Dulstin.
But today, the invincible hero in their eyes was like a child being toyed with by an adult in front of Rong Yi, this mysterious Devil Incarnate. What the hell was this! Could it be that he really was a Devil Incarnate?
"Devil Incarnate, how did you... do it?" Suokun asked with great difficulty as his neck was being squeezed.
Rong Yi sneered, "Suokun, I didn't expect this! You are improving, but Mr. Yi will fall behind? Mr. Yi will only improve faster than you! Because Mr. Yi wants to kill all of you, scum, and archenemy! As long as you scum don't die, Mr. Yi will become stronger and stronger. Tell me, why are you hiding in Dulstin? What is your relationship with Hong Sen? There must be some secret deal between you two. Mr. Yi is right! "
"Devil Incarnate, today, I, Kun, have fallen into your hands, and I will die without regret! You can kill me as you wish. If you want to get what you want from Kun, there is no way. You can avenge your brothers. However, I have to remind you that this is in Iapron, not in Myanmar. You have no right to kill me! You can only hand me over to the police. Isn't that right?" Suokun smiled sinisterly.
"Hehe, that's right. Suokun, Mr. Yi never thought of killing you. Because killing you would be too easy on you. Mr. Yi wants you to taste the pain of living a life worse than death! However, if you want to help the tyrant, it is impossible for you to harm the people!" As he spoke, Rong Yi's handsome face revealed a cold and gloomy smile.
"Devil Incarnate, what are you doing?" Rong Yi's distorted face due to hatred and anger scared Suokun out of his wits. He knew Rong Yi and knew that this Devil Incarnate would definitely kill him, but he did not know what kind of trick he would use to torture him.
"Mr. Yi will not kill you, but he must cripple your martial arts!" As he spoke, Rong Yi raised his leg and fiercely pushed his knee towards Suokun's Dantian.
Suokun wanted to dodge, but his neck was locked by Rong Yi, so he could not move.
"Ah …" A heart-wrenching pain came over, and Suokun's entire body fell to the ground.
As a martial artist, what he feared the most was his Dantian being crippled. He would not be able to gather any elemental energy, which meant that he would be unable to continue cultivating. From then on, he would be a cripple, and the path of martial arts would have nothing to do with him anymore.
"You …" You might as well kill me, Devil Incarnate. You will die a horrible death!" Suokun's Dantian was crippled, and he gritted his teeth in hatred towards Rong Yi. Suddenly, he thought of something, and a hint of killing intent appeared in his sinister eyes. Then, he looked towards the door with a cold smile.
Rong Yi looked at this trash who was like an ant, and followed his gaze to look outside the door. He was surprised to find that Lau Mei's car had disappeared. He knew that Lau Mei would not leave him behind and drive away. He felt that something was wrong.