dognovel Chapter 158 Teaching a Lesson to the Wildfire Squad's Little Scoundrels
Chapter 158 Teaching a Lesson to the Wildfire Squad's Little Scoundrels
His roar echoed through the deathly silent village, carrying a strong stench of blood and an undeniable tyranny.
Lu Yan didn't speak, his gaze passing over him and landing on the team members behind him, who were also covered in blood and had excited expressions.
These people showed no grief over the massacre of their village; their eyes were filled only with the ferocity and greed that followed the fighting.
Wen Yue stood beside Lu Yan, her gloved fingers constantly tracing the trigger of the weapon.
On the riverbank, when her companions were torn apart by the monster, Huang Lu's face showed an expression that was a mixture of extreme fear and despair.
Scenes flashed through her mind, like a red-hot iron, burning her chest with a suffocating heat.
Since joining the first squad, she severed all ties with her past, believing that as long as she became strong enough, she could protect everything she wanted to protect. But reality gave her a resounding slap in the face.
In places she couldn't see, her hometown was rotting and infested with maggots.
Lu Yan noticed a subtle change in her aura, a suppressed tension before a shift from extreme stillness to extreme movement. He asked in a very low voice, "What do you mean? Just take her down?"
Wen Yue shook her head slightly, her voice colder than the wind blowing across the village entrance: "No rush. Let's see whose fault it is. I don't want to kill the wrong person."
Even though she already had the answer in her heart.
The standoff between the two groups was halted by the arrival of Lu Yan and Wen Yue. They stopped fighting simultaneously and turned their wary gazes toward the two uninvited guests.
These two are too clean.
At the village entrance, where blood and mud mingled, their combat uniforms were spotless, and even their combat boots were not stained much.
The military off-road vehicle parked next to it had sharp lines and a powerful presence; it was clearly a high-end vehicle specially supplied to the military.
What made them most uneasy was the look in the eyes of these two people.
It's too peaceful.
Liu Xiezi narrowed his one eye, scanning back and forth between Lu Yan and Wen Yue.
He licked his chapped lips, not daring to speak first. Years of mercenary experience had given him a beast-like intuition: these two men were dangerous.
Wang Meng's brain is clearly not as sharp as Liu Xiezi's.
Seeing that Lu Yan and Wen Yue did not back down, he assumed that they did not take his "Wildfire" team seriously, and he was immediately enraged.
"Damn it, I'm talking to you guys, are you deaf?"
A young team member with a scar on his face, who was following behind Wang Meng, couldn't contain himself any longer. He rushed forward with a machete, saying, "You're asking for it! Do you really want me to loosen your skin for you?"
As the scumbag cursed and swam, his gaze lingered on Wen Yue's face, which was half-covered by her tactical helmet visor, his lewdness almost overflowing.
He wanted to stab the man first to establish his authority, and then properly "interrogate" the woman with the hot body.
In his view, they were just two young people who were out for a drive in their nice cars and didn't know their place.
Lu Yan's eyes turned cold.
That scruffy creature was quite fast, and a pale yellow light shone from beneath its feet—it was an earth-type speed-up skill.
He grinned maliciously, raised his machete above his head, and chopped down at Lu Yan's shoulder.
He used all his strength in this strike, intending to cripple Lu Yan's arm first.
But when the blade fell, it missed its target.
The image of the person in front of me was a reflection in the water; it flickered and then disappeared.
Where are they?
Zamao was startled. Before he could turn around, an irresistible force came from his right wrist, where he was holding the knife.
"Snap!"
A crisp, teeth-grinding cracking sound rang out.
Lu Yan had appeared beside him without him noticing, his left hand like an iron clamp, precisely gripping his wrist joint and twisting it outwards.
The excruciating pain choked Zamao's scream in his throat. The machete flew out of his hand, spun a few times in the air, and crashed to the ground a few meters away with a clatter.
But this is only the beginning.
Lu Yan didn't stop. His left hand, which was holding Lu Yan's wrist, pulled him down, while his right knee shot up with lightning speed, hitting Lu Yan squarely in the hairy man's lower abdomen.
"vomit--"
Zamao was arched like a shrimp by the force of the impact, and the acid in his stomach mixed with blood foam sprayed out.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yan released his wrist, his palm transforming into a hand blade, precisely slashing at the back of his neck.
"Thump!"
Zamao rolled his eyes back, unable to utter a sound, and collapsed to the ground like a lump of mud, completely losing consciousness.
The set of movements was fluid and fast, yet also extremely ruthless.
"Whoosh!—"
He was thrown back.
From the moment the scrambled men charged at him until he lost consciousness, the entire process took no more than three seconds.
"What... happened?" A Wildfire squad member rushed forward before he was ready.
He then saw his teammates being thrown back like dead dogs. The scene stunned everyone. Both the members of "Wildfire" and "Lynx" instinctively took a half-step back.
Who exactly is this person...?
Wang Meng's face turned a deep purplish-red.
Beating his people like dogs in front of him is more humiliating than slapping him in the face.
"You fucking want to die!" He was completely consumed by rage, roaring, "Brothers, get him! Chop him up!"
The roar snapped the rest of the "Wildfire" squad back to their senses. They looked at their fallen comrade, who lay motionless on the ground, and then at Lu Yan, who remained expressionless. Their blood boiled, and they raised their weapons, ready to charge forward.
Liu Xiezi and his "Lynx" team took two steps back, adopting a spectator's stance. He was hoping that "Wildfire" would fight these two tough guys to a standstill, so he could reap the benefits.
At this tense moment, when a great battle was about to break out.
A murderous intent, more chilling than the cold wind of the deep mountains, surged into the sky.
She didn't even look at the small fry rushing towards her; she simply raised her head and looked in the direction of Pingjiang City, her voice so soft it was as if she were talking to herself.
"Since that's the case..."
"I'm sure."
"These people are just pure bastards."
The moment she finished speaking, the exquisite blue dragon tattoo on her right arm suddenly lit up!
"Buzz—"
A beam of azure light shot into the sky, transforming into a massive pillar of light. Everyone present, including Lu Yan, was blinded by the sudden burst of intense light.
A high-pitched, majestic roar, as if from the primordial era, resounded through the heavens!
The light dissipated.
A dragon-shaped creature, nearly ten meters long, covered in bronze-colored scales, with wings that blotted out the sky, appeared out of thin air in mid-air.
It hovered behind Wen Yue, its golden vertical pupils looking down at the tiny humans on the ground, its eyes filled with contempt and violence.
"A dragon...a dragon?!"
"That's impossible! Isn't she an archer? How can she summon a mount?"
Wang Meng, Liu Xiezi, and the others were completely dumbfounded.
They looked up at the Azure Wind Dragon, which exuded a terrifying aura. The weapons in their hands felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and their legs felt like they were filled with lead. They couldn't even muster the courage to run away.
"Lu Yan, leave you to me. You go deal with the other team; they've entered the portal!"
"Okay, I'll leave this to you."
Lu Yan walked towards the portal without looking back.
He swung the blood-stained Eternal Scepter around, looking every bit like a god of war.