pdf-ebookys Chapter 354 Today is a birthday banquet, and I've come especially to present a clock!!! (Page 1
Chapter 354 Today is a birthday banquet, and I've come especially to present a clock!!! (Page 1
The missile's exhaust trail drew a blinding crimson path across the night sky, and its sharp, tearing sound was like the shriek of death, closing in in an instant!
Inside the cabin, the air pressure changed abruptly, the alarm blared, and red lights flashed wildly.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, simply leaned back lazily in his chair, his fingertips lightly tapping the armrest, a cold, mocking smile playing on his lips.
"That's it?"
He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and then suddenly clenched them!
"boom--!!!"
In an instant, the entire private jet exploded into a blazing fireball at an altitude of 10,000 meters, with metal fragments scattering like a rainstorm.
Almost simultaneously, the incoming missile was also crushed in mid-air by an invisible force, and the shock wave spread out in a circle of visible twists and turns in the night sky!
However, at the epicenter of this devastating explosion, a transparent spherical barrier steadily enveloped the four people.
Fine, dark gold runes flowed across the surface of the barrier. Each energy impact stirred up ripples, which were then instantly absorbed.
Lin Qiye stood inside the barrier with one hand in his pocket, not even the hem of his clothes was lifted up.
Garan's long hair still fell smoothly. She merely raised her eyes slightly, her cold gaze piercing through the firelight and locking onto a certain spot on the ground.
And Baili Pangpang—
He stood there, stunned, his pupils trembling violently, his plump face as white as paper in the light of the explosion.
His hands clenched unconsciously, his nails digging deep into his palms, drawing out traces of blood.
"Air crash... Ah... So that's how it is..."
A hoarse whisper escaped his throat, as if someone were choking him, each word laced with suffocating pain.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, sneered and snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
The space shattered like a mirror, and the four figures vanished instantly.
The next second, they landed steadily on the ground.
The night wind swept across the wilderness, and the distant roar of the falling plane wreckage could still be heard.
Baili Pangpang finally couldn't hold on any longer, his knees buckling as he collapsed to the ground. He stared intently at the pile of crumpled amulets in his palm, a low, beast-like growl escaping his throat:
"Baili Xin...you're ruthless..."
Jialan silently pressed down on his shoulder, while in Lin Qiye's dark eyes, a killing intent deeper than the night had already solidified.
...
The night wind whipped up dust from the highway, and the distant barking of stray dogs could be heard.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, stood in the middle of the road with his hands in his pockets. His red robe fluttered in the wind like a blood-stained flag.
"Let's go! Stop being sad." He tilted his head to look at Baili Pangpang kneeling on the ground, a wild smile creeping across his lips. "Since others are stopping you from going back, you definitely have to fight your way back—"
Before he could finish speaking, the roar of an engine suddenly came from afar.
A large cargo truck, fully loaded with goods, was speeding towards them at an almost insane speed, its headlights piercing the night and its tires screeching as they rubbed against the asphalt.
The driver was a middle-aged man with a fierce face. He was smoking a cigarette and flooring the accelerator, enjoying the thrill of speeding through this steel behemoth.
"We can't let them get away with this!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly turned around and faced the oncoming truck without dodging or avoiding it!
The driver's eyes widened, and the cigarette he was holding fell onto his crotch.
He honked the horn frantically, but the young man in the red robe remained as still as a mountain.
"Damn it! Are you looking to die?!"
The next second—
"boom!!!"
The ear-piercing sound of metal twisting echoed through the night sky.
The truck struck Zhang Yun, who was dressed in black, squarely, but the expected carnage did not occur.
He stretched out one hand, his five fingers like hooks, and actually managed to hold back the steel beast weighing several tons!
The front of the car was dented into his palm, leaving a terrifying handprint. The front wheels spun wildly, the tires scraping the ground and kicking up thick black smoke, but the whole car was as if it were nailed to the ground and could not move!
The driver was deathly pale and trembling all over. He pressed the accelerator to the floor, but the needle on the dashboard remained motionless as if he had seen a ghost.
"I saw a ghost?!" His voice changed.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, sneered and slightly tightened his grip on his palm—
"Crack!"
The truck's front bumper was completely smashed!
Baili Pangpang finally raised his head, his eyes filled with dejection replaced by raging anger.
He suddenly stood up, his bulky body bursting with astonishing speed, and rushed to the driver's seat in a few steps.
"Yes! Let's fight our way back!"
He flung open the passenger door and pulled a metal safe from his pocket.
It slammed onto the driver's thigh with a "bang." The moment the box lid popped open, stacks of neatly bundled hundred-yuan bills piled up like bricks on the driver's knees.
"We've rented your car!" Baili Pangpang grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "Is this much money enough?"
The driver stood there dumbfounded, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He trembled as he reached for the banknotes, the sensation between his fingertips sending a shiver down his spine.
"This...this must be over a million?!" His voice cracked. "Enough...enough! Enough, my God!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, had already opened the trunk and tilted his head towards Lin Qiye and Jialan: "Get in."
Jialan lightly leaped into the carriage, her long black hair gleaming coldly in the moonlight.
Lin Qiye glanced one last time at the burning wreckage of the plane in the distance, his eyes growing even colder. As he leaped into the carriage, the straight sword at his waist rang out.
"boom--!"
The truck engine roared again, but this time the steering wheel was in Baili Pangpang's hands.
He jerked the steering wheel, the tires scraping a semi-circular scorch mark on the ground, and the truck turned around like an awakened behemoth.
"Bailijia——"
As soon as I floored the accelerator, the gauges on the dashboard went off the charts!
"—I'm back!"
.....
The night was as dark as ink, and a cold wind rustled the withered grass on both sides of the road.
The lights of Guangzhou and Shenzhen in the distance were faintly visible in the mist, as if separated by an invisible barrier.
Baili Pangpang stubbed out his cigarette and squinted as he looked into the distance.
Several kilometers away, glaring police lights flashed in the darkness, roadblocks stretched across the middle of the highway, and a dozen uniformed figures were checking each vehicle.
This checkpoint in the middle of nowhere looked particularly out of place.
"Master, what's going on up ahead?" Baili Pangpang knocked on the window of a minibus next to him, a simple and honest smile on his face.
The driver rolled down the window, exhaled a thick smoke ring, and looked utterly annoyed.
"Damn it, who's got the guts to do a DUI check in this middle of nowhere in the middle of the night? We've been stuck in traffic for two hours!" He slammed his fist on the steering wheel. "This godforsaken place doesn't even have a streetlight, what kind of DUI checkpoint are we doing!"
Baili Pangpang's smile froze on his face, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
He turned to look at the checkpoint and noticed that the "traffic police" had bulging waists and stiff movements, not at all like real law enforcement officers.
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, had appeared behind him at some point, his robes swaying gently in the night breeze.
A playful smile played on his lips:
"Looks like they really don't want you to go back." The voice was so soft that only the few of them could hear it. "It seems like they're going to leave you on the road forever."
Lin Qiye's fingers unconsciously caressed the hilt of the knife, Jialan's long hair swayed gently in the wind, and her eyes were cold.
“Let’s change routes,” Zhang Yun, dressed in black, said casually.
The group turned around in unison and walked towards the wilderness beside the road.
Baili Pangpang took one last look at the so-called "checkpoints," his eyes burning with suppressed anger.
The minibus driver stared wide-eyed at the group of people abandoning their vehicle and driving away.
Under the moonlight, he noticed that the weeds in the area where the man in black had walked had withered strangely.
The driver shivered violently, quickly rolled up the window, and muttered, "Who...who are these people..."
His voice trailed off as he looked in the rearview mirror and was horrified to discover that the figures of those people had completely disappeared into the night, as if they had never been there at all.
...
The night was as dark as ink, and the biting mountain wind whipped up withered leaves, swirling them along the rugged mountain path.
In the distance, four figures stood like ghosts atop a small hill, the moonlight casting long, distorted shadows behind them.
"Young master, we've been waiting for you for a long time." The leading fire envoy grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth, his voice hoarse like sandpaper scraping.
"I knew you wouldn't die so easily!" He toyed with a flickering blue flame in his hand, the scars on his face looking particularly grotesque in the firelight.
As the earth god took a step forward, the rocks beneath his feet rippled like the surface of water.
He chuckled sinisterly:
"Gentlemen, my master has repeatedly instructed..." Before he could finish speaking, dozens of earthen-yellow vines suddenly sprang out from his sleeve, writhing in the air like venomous snakes.
The Wind Envoy stood on the far right, his blue robe fluttering even without wind, his body surrounded by tiny wind blades.
He bowed politely, but his tone was icy cold: "Don't make things difficult for you; you are all true prodigies..."
Water made the last opening, the sound like ice water dripping:
"It's impossible for him to give up his promising future for my young master, is it?" As he spoke, a thin layer of ice had already formed on the ground beneath his feet, emanating a chilling aura.
Baili Pangpang clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.
He stared intently at the four men, his eyes burning with fury: "You... dare to call me Young Master?"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly chuckled softly, his red robe fluttering in the wind.
"Interesting... Four watchdogs dare to bark at us?"
Lin Qiye slowly drew his straight sword. The moment the blade left its sheath, the surrounding temperature plummeted. A cold glint flashed in his eyes: "Get out of the way."
The four envoys of Earth, Wind, Water, and Fire exchanged a glance and suddenly attacked simultaneously!
"boom--!"
The flames flung out by the fire envoy transformed into a giant python, while the rocks controlled by the earth envoy rained down like a storm, wind blades howled, and ice spikes pierced the air!
The four attacks intertwined to form a net that completely enveloped the four people!
Jialan snorted coldly and flashed to the front to block the way.
She formed hand seals, and a golden barrier instantly unfolded, blocking all the attacks. As the air surged, her long hair flew wildly, and her eyes shone brightly with golden light.
"Not worth it..." The Water Envoy's chilling voice echoed from all directions, "For a piece of trash..."
"Shut up!" Baili Pangpang suddenly roared, his whole body of fat trembling.
He pulled a small golden sword from his pocket, his eyes flashing with a mad light: "Today, I'll show you who the real trash is!"
Zhang Yun, dressed in black, suddenly threw his head back and laughed wildly. His laughter was filled with a chilling madness, as if a demon god from the deepest hell was roaring.
His clothes moved without wind, and the corners of his garments ignited with eerie blue flames, outlining a strange silhouette in the night.
"Leave these good-for-nothings to me!"
Before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.
Its pupils stood upright like a dragon's, and the whites of its eyes were covered with blood vessels. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a pair of majestic Candle Dragon eyes!
Those eyes seemed to contain the power to create the world; the left eye was like the blazing sun in the sky, and the right eye was like the bright moon in the sky. The strange phenomenon of the sun and moon shining together appeared behind him, dyeing the entire night sky an eerie golden-red.