AWITTGABAGIWOBAFOAP Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Mad Dog Warning (Extremely Mad)!!! His Ashes Were…

Chapter 27: Mad Dog Warning (Extremely Mad)!!! His Ashes Were…

Inlun Jian.

This unexpected person appeared before Song Ningwan.

Dark clouds pressed down from all sides of the sky, gloomy and heavy. Golden hair hung down, immaculate.

A tall figure gave off an air of icy purity and nobility. His European-style shirt was exquisite and luxurious, a high collar covering his neck, leading up to a face with sharp bone structure. His manners demonstrated excellent upbringing.

“Inlun, what do you want by luring me out here?” Song Ningwan felt a deep sense of foreboding. He was now surrounded from both sides, with no way to retreat.

Although he had prepared for this, it was clearly not enough.

After all, Ka’lier wasn’t the type you could have a peaceful chat with.

Unsure how these two had colluded, Song Ningwan could only be more vigilant and defensive.

Inlun glanced at Ka’lier, walked up to Song Ningwan, and extended his hand. “S, long time no see. Want to cooperate with me?”

“If your so-called cooperation means killing Bin Lin and Allen to seize the position of head of the family, then I’m afraid I have no interest.” Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together. Song Ningwan didn’t shake his hand, scrutinizing Inlun’s micro-expressions to analyze the current situation.

“I think you and I have similar interests; I just want to be friends.” Inlun wasn’t angry at all. Instead, he calmly withdrew his hand. “Few people know that you are S.”

Bare threats were useless. Without a second thought, Song Ningwan directly refused, “If you lured me out here just to kill me, then I’m very disappointed in you, Inlun.”

Inside the prison, a small prison guard hiding in the building poked his head out to watch the scene of the three confronting each other, but he was unexpectedly pulled back by someone.

“Boss?” The small prison guard scratched his head, still unable to resist looking out.

The old prison guard kicked him without a word, lowering his voice: “Are you courting death! That’s young master Inlun. One more look and your dog eyes will be dug out!”

“In… In… Boss, I, I… you!” The small prison guard sat down on the ground, pointing a trembling finger behind the prison guard.

“You what? Straighten your tongue and speak.”

“You, behind you!”

The old prison guard slowly turned around and discovered that a strange man had appeared out of nowhere in the prison, brushed past the two of them, and walked towards the prison yard.

Ka’lier was the first to notice the abnormality. Without turning his head, he spoke directly, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, scum.”

Song Ningwan turned his head and met the gaze of the uniformed man who had come from nowhere. In his memory, casual clothes had been replaced by a stern cloak, the brim of his hat obscuring his dark pupils. The cheerful, lively figure of the past was long gone.

It had been too many years since they had last met. Apart from a few fine lines at the corners of his eyes, Ying’s appearance remained the same.

He really didn’t expect to meet two rebellious students here.

“His ashes, give them to me.” Having been in the military for many years, Commander, who had killed countless beasts and made great achievements, had countless souls in his hands. A look in his eyes carried a sinister aura, making people shudder.

Ka’lier laughed when he heard this: “I ate them, would you believe that? It was so delicious, never enough to eat…”

Ying didn’t show any anger. He walked towards Ka’lier step by step, his fierce spiritual sea crushing the surroundings. The glass on the prison floors shattered and fell with a crackling sound.

“Tear open your throat and take them out.”

Ka’lier’s smile deepened. He twirled the gun in his hand a few times, pointed it directly at Song Ningwan, and whistled.

“Take one more step forward, and I’ll shoot him. Aren’t you most distressed by innocent people? If he dies in front of you, will you cry your eyes out?!”

Ying was not threatened by words. His vast spiritual power clashed with Ka’lier’s in the void, sometimes colliding fiercely, sparking flames. At other times, their sharp edges were exposed, neither side willing to take a step back.

In this evenly matched situation, Ying had a slight advantage. He stared at those bloodthirsty red pupils and, with just one sentence, caused Ka’lier’s murderous intent to overflow, almost distorting his expression.

“He didn’t know who you really were until his death.”

Ying continued, “So his ashes should be left to me to dispose of. As for you, you led him into depravity and madness. Now, go to hell and repent.”

“Heh.” Ka’lier laughed and recalled the past in an extremely ambiguous, obsessive tone: “You say I seduced him? That’s right. After all, Wan’s tendons in his hands and feet are broken, so he can only be seduced by me. Hehehe, how sweet his lips are. Wan always likes to bite off my tongue so that he can only be forced to drink my blood, which is so great! Hahaha!”

“You did what to him…” Ying froze in place, his fingers subconsciously curling slightly.

“That’s right, aren’t you happy that the person you hate was tortured to death by me?” Ka’lier sneered: “However, you are really good at it, really locking him in a cage and ignoring him. In the beginning, he said that I forced you to give him medicine, hahaha, he believed you so much, but you were lying to him, it’s so interesting!”

Ying was speechless, his already expressionless face frozen by the cold, the ice spreading from his palms to his heart along his pulse.

“What’s wrong? Are you angry?” Ka’lier dodged the incoming attack, seemingly getting more excited as he spoke: “I hate him, but I also love him. But he can’t wait to tear me apart and skin me, how can that be? Only by draining his blood and grinding his bones into powder and scattering it in the valley where the beasts rise, will you drive your mecha and run over it again and again. Splashing the dirty blood of the beasts on him! Tell me, will he also hate you?” (Actually not, just to anger Ying, too perverted, definitely not the author himself likes perverts!)

“Ugh!” Ying completely lost control of his anger, grabbed Ka’lier’s collar and punched him.

“What are you pretending for? Don’t think I don’t know your little secret, I saw it all that night…” Ka’lier’s mask was knocked off, revealing deep, bone-deep wounds, a punch causing the flesh to turn outward.

As if not feeling the pain, he coughed up blood and laughed. In the moment of Ying’s daze, he grabbed the Blood-colored Thorns at his waist and pressed his index finger on Ying.

Bang! With a sound, the ground trembled immediately.

Bright red smoke and dust blocked the line of sight, and the surroundings were blurred.

Fortunately, Song Ningwan ate his own melon and still had the strength to do a backflip to dodge in time, so he was not injured.

Taking advantage of the smoke, just right to sneak away, Song Ningwan quietly walked towards the door by relying on his senses.

Realizing that no one was following behind him, Song Ningwan had just taken half a step when someone pressed on his shoulder, unable to move.