Horror Camgirl - Ch. 164: Young Master Yin, Quite Calculative!
But it was too late. No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't outrun the Flying Sword, especially since he had concentrated all of his Inner Strength into his palms.
Splat.
A gruesome sound of flesh and blood echoed. Park Quan-hyun looked down and saw a gaping wound in his thigh, blood gushing out.
Strangely enough, the blood was black.
His face instantly turned pale, and he looked up, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
"You wretch! I will tear you limb from limb!" He roared, charging toward me. He barely took two steps before he collapsed to the ground with a thud.
At this, everyone was shocked.
Park Myungchuan even stood up in surprise, shouting, "Third Uncle!"
The golden light made a circle in the air and eventually landed back in my hand. My lips curled up, and I looked down at him, saying, "You are strong, very strong, but the technique you practice has flaws. It created poisonous black blood in your body. To survive, you forced the toxic blood to stay in the 'Futu' of your thigh. However, the 'Futu' is where your Life Gate lies. If someone breaks through your 'Futu,' the poisonous blood will spread along your meridians, quickly flooding your entire body."
I showed a satisfied smile. The elders often said that many martial arts techniques in the human world are incomplete. Practicing them inevitably leaves hidden injuries, and understanding those injuries means finding one's weaknesses.
With this move, I've managed to defeat several experts.
Park Quan-hyun gritted his teeth, trying to stand up. I shook my index finger, saying, "I advise you not to move. If you do, the poisonous blood will flow faster. If it reaches your heart, you will surely die."
Park Quan-hyun stopped moving. Park Myungchuan tried to come over to help him, but Lord Hu's face suddenly darkened. With a wave of his hand, his men immediately swarmed forward and restrained Park Myungchuan.
Park Myungchuan shouted angrily, "Hu Jiusan, how dare you touch me?"
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Lord Hu's eyes were filled with red veins. "Your third uncle killed Tian Jun. I must avenge him!"
Park Myungchuan replied calmly, "My Park family holds great power in South Korea. If you lay a hand on me, do you know what consequences there will be? Can you bear the retaliation of the Park family?"
Lord Hu let out a cold laugh. "You should find out if I, Hu Jiusan, was raised to be scared of such threats!"
With that, he suddenly pulled out the dragon head from his Dragon-Headed Cane, revealing a long sword inside. He glared viciously at Park Quan-hyun. "I treated Jun'er as my own son. Since you killed him, I will kill your nephew to make you feel the pain of losing a child!"
With those words, he thrust his sword toward Park Myungchuan's heart.
"Chuan'er!" Park Quan-hyun shouted in Korean, suddenly jumping up and sending a palm strike towards Lord Hu.
None of us expected this turn of events—Park Quan-hyun sacrificing his life for his nephew.
Lord Hu was sent flying by the palm strike, spurting blood from his mouth and dying on the spot.
Park Quan-hyun also spat out black blood and shouted, "Chuan'er, run!"
Park Myungchuan's face was filled with shock. This shout jolted him awake. He quickly pulled out a pill from his pocket and threw it on the ground.
Boom.
A loud explosion resounded, and a thick yellow fog quickly spread.
"Poisonous gas!" Yin Shengyao shouted, "Hold your breath, everyone!"
I sealed my nose and mouth with Spiritual Energy. I could barely see anything in the thick fog around me. Using my Spiritual Power, I scanned the area and saw Park Myungchuan dragging Park Quan-hyun. Park Quan-hyun pushed him away, saying, "The poison has already reached my heart. I can't be saved. You need to go!"
"No, Third Uncle, I must take you back!" Park Myungchuan said firmly.
"If you don't leave now, neither of us will make it out!" Suddenly, he struck Park Myungchuan's back with a palm. Park Myungchuan was flung through the air, flying over the wall and landing outside the house.
Outside, Park family members were ready to help. They quickly lifted Park Myungchuan and shoved him into an SUV.
Lord Hu's men, armed with various weapons, rushed in, and the Park family fought their way out, eventually escaping.
I wanted to chase them, but Park Quan-hyun suddenly appeared before me, using all his strength to punch me, clearly intending to go down with me.
Before I could react, Yin Shengyao suddenly appeared behind him, holding a dagger. With a sharp thrust, he stabbed it through Park Quan-hyun's heart.
Park Quan-hyun's expression froze, his eyes wide open. He slowly turned around, black blood gushing from his mouth. His face was filled with unwillingness as he gritted his teeth and said, "I never thought that after dominating for a lifetime, I, Park Quan-hyun, would end up dying at the hands of two youngsters like you."
"Hahaha, these two youngsters have a bunch of old monsters like us behind them," Huang Shan Jun laughed. "It's not a waste for you to die here."
Jiu Lingzi rubbed his chin. "He should be dead now, right? Why is this like a movie, taking forever to die?"
Huang Luzi said, "Jiu Lingzi, where did you watch that mortal movie?"
"I asked the young girl for it last time," he laughed. "The plot was quite interesting. The female lead had a knife stuck in her chest, but she just wouldn't die."
Huang Luzi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe she took some kind of Spiritual Medicine. Let me watch that movie too."
I was speechless. Seniors, you guys are completely ruining the atmosphere.
Yin Shengyao said calmly, "You are too arrogant, forgetting that there are always others stronger and higher."
With that, he yanked the dagger out forcefully, and blood splattered instantly.
Park Quan-hyun's body went limp and fell to the ground. The poison had already attacked his heart; there was no way he could survive.
"I’m dying. Please send my remains back to my country," he said in a broken voice, "and bury me in my family’s cemetery."
Yin Shengyao said, "I respect you as a man. Rest assured, I will fulfill your wish."
Park Quan-hyun finally managed a faint smile and slowly closed his eyes.
Soon, the yellow mist dispersed, and Yin Shengyao took out an antidote, dissolved it in water, and gave it to everyone. They all trusted him completely.
Lord Hu was dead, and now the Northeast Underground Forces would undergo a complete reshuffle.
I just hope it won't be too chaotic.
We had experienced too much today, and now the Hu family was about to hold a funeral. Naturally, it wouldn't be appropriate for us to stay here any longer.
Lord Hu's subordinates looked at us with eyes full of awe, treating us almost like gods.
Lord Hu's butler arranged a place for us at an inn. Although it was a small inn, the surroundings were quiet, and the rooms were very clean.
As soon as I entered the room, my legs gave way, and I collapsed. That sword strike had exhausted all of my Spiritual Power. Even though I took an Elixir Pill, I was still going to be weak for a few days.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and held my waist, and I fell right into his arms.
"I'll carry you." He lifted me horizontally and gently laid me on the bed, looking down at me with a soft sigh. "You are too reckless. If it weren't for your luck, you'd have died a hundred times over by now."
I remained silent.
He reached out, gently stroking my hair, and said, "Just rest well. I'll be busy for the next couple of days. Stay in the inn, and don’t go out. In a few days, people from Medicine King Valley will come here. Once I have some free time, I’ll come and keep you company."
I frowned. He covered me with the blanket, then turned to leave. Suddenly, I said, "Young Master Yin is indeed Young Master Yin, what a clever plan."
Yin Shengyao paused. I grabbed the blanket and said, "I found it strange. You were sitting so close to Lord Hu; you should have been able to save him. Why didn't you?"
I took a deep breath and said, "You did it on purpose. You didn't want him to survive. If he died, then the Northeast would be without a leader, and Medicine King Valley could openly extend its influence into the Northeast and Changbai Mountain."
I sneered, "I should have guessed. Changbai Mountain is a treasure trove. There’s no way Medicine King Valley would just watch it fall into someone else’s hands."
Yin Shengyao chuckled, "Jun Yao, you’re even smarter than I thought."
I felt a chill run through me, "You're scarier than I thought."
"Am I scary?" he mocked, "Do you think Tang Mingli is some kind-hearted person? He’s a notorious figure, and the title 'Tyrant' suits him well."
"What kind of person he is has nothing to do with you," I said coldly. "You have your own rules of survival, and I have no right to judge. I only hope that our relationship is just about cooperation and transactions. Please don’t have any other ideas—it makes me uncomfortable."
Yin Shengyao stared at me silently, making me uneasy. After a long while, he slowly walked over to me and said, "What, drawing a line with me now?"
I avoided his hand and said, "There was always only hatred between us."
He said in a low voice, "Hatred is still better than nothing at all."
I was stunned for a moment, watching his back as he walked away, and my heart felt sour.
I wavered. Although I could never be with him, I also feared I wouldn't be able to kill him anymore.
Over the next few days, the trade fair seemed calm on the surface, but the people in charge had quietly changed. I didn't want to stay there any longer, so after my body recovered a bit, I packed my things and called for a car to go to the airport.
Just as I was dragging my suitcase out, a low-profile black sedan slowly stopped in front of me.
The window rolled down—it was Yin Shengyao.
"Going to the airport?" he smiled. "Get in."
I felt a headache coming on, "Aren't you busy?"
"No matter how busy, I still have time to take you to the airport." His handsome face carried a gentle smile, and in the sunlight, it seemed to have a faint glow.
"Don't you have something to say to me?" he asked after the car started.
Our deal was already done. He had said he’d introduce a supply channel to me, and now it turned out that the supply channel was him—there was no need for an introduction.
"I'll find a way to cure your brother," he said. "If he recovers, can you let go of your hatred?"
I was silent for a moment before saying, "Just curing him won't be enough. Those who hurt him must be punished."
A flash of unease passed through Yin Shengyao’s eyes. He wanted to say something but eventually just let out a low sigh.
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