Chapter 644 - Mandala (2/2)

“I know. If not, she would be dead by now. She wouldn’t even have had the chance to hear your reminder and turn around to see you.” Ye Cang smiled and put his arm around ColdMoon’s shoulder. The two of them then walked towards the gazebo in the park where Hunting Flame was at.

Meanwhile, Hunting Flame was leaning on the stone chair with a can of beer in his hand, greeting them.

There were many freshly grilled foods on the rock table. Ye Cang and ColdMoon then sat down.

“Leader.” Hunting Flame took out the sealed bottle containing the fragment of Big Disaster. Through the glass, Ye Cang stared at the blue crystal. “I’ll try to make a reagent with it. If it is successful, maybe you guys can regain the price you paid for losing those feelings.”

“Leader, you don’t have to care about us actually. Besides, in this field of career, maybe it is better to lose those feelings.” Hunting Flame smiled bitterly and ColdMoon remained silent while eating the grilled garlic chives. She then frowned and scolded. “It’s so spicy, can’t you make it less spicy?”

“Oops, I forgot about it.” Hunting Flames scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Let me try.” Ye Cang then took a skewers of ribs. “Hmm…it is a little spicy but it is still fine. Well, you guys just try it when the reagent is done. If you don’t feel like it, keep it. Who knows, it might be useful in the future.”

“Leader, what’s your plan?” HuntingFlame was curious.

“Separate the emotional energy inside it. I would then absorb all the negative energy and unknown source of energy, using my body as a medium to produce an enhanced reagent that has my genes.” Ye Cang then opened a can of beer and hung the sealed bottle containing the fragment on his belt.

The two of them did not say anything. Suddenly, Hunting Flame frowned. “They are here.”

“You guys settle those on Pandora’s side. A warning would be enough. As for #10, let me handle it.” Ye Cang wiped his mouth and put on a faint smiled. As his eyes shone, he turned into a white thunder and disappeared. Hunting Flame continued to drink his beer. “#10 must have gotten out of his mind. Among all the people in the world, he just had to make leader angry.”

“I remember leader’s brother was almost killed by #10’s men.” ColdMoon laid her hand on the long blade.

“Ya, so he killed #10’s assistant leader and everyone that besieged him. Since then, he forever disliked #10’s men.” Hunting Flames laid on the stone chair and turned around to the three men and one woman walking towards them. “If you’re thinking of taking it back, it’s impossible. It’s better for you to go back so that you wouldn’t suffer so much.”

“How do I know it’s impossible when I haven’t even tried?” The woman on the lead smiled.

“I believe you wouldn’t want to.” All of a sudden, ColdMoon appeared behind her, holding one of the woman’s thin arms. The woman immediately turned around and then noticed her right arm was gone. Moreover, her shoulder was only then bursting with blood. ColdMoon threw the arm to the muscular guy at the side. “Also, I won’t kill you guys because of the relationship between leader and Mandala. But I would only say it once. I hope you guys understand.”

ColdMoon’s monotonous voice terrified the four of them. The woman was blaming herself for not being able to get anything and was no match for her. Since ColdMoon knew about Mandala, they knew Silver Demon and Mandala had a kind of relationship between them. With a sigh, they left with the broken arm. Looks like it’s impossible to get the fragment.

With the help of the men beside her and the medicine, the woman connected her arm back on. She then took out her contacts. “Elder Mandala…”

“I know what happened over there. Is Silver Demon there too?” A feminine voice was heard from the phone.

“I don’t know but…” As the woman heard screams coming from the other side of the park, she zoomed in the scene of a white-haired guy bullying #10’s men. She sent the image.

“Come back first. I’ll explain it to them myself.”

On the other side of the phone, a beautiful woman was lazing on a vintage sofa. Her sexy body would cause many to be horny. She was mumbling something in hatred. “Heartless white rabbit…”

She then lifted up her skirt and turned to look at the five fingers mark on her fairly white skin. Did he have to use such a skill?! It wouldn’t disappear for my entire life.