Chapter 375 - The Death of a Compatriot (1/2)

“Damn it. What the hell is this?”

Xiao Bing darted away in fear. The fly seemed eager to suck his blood. Xiao Bing believed that one could be seriously injured, if they were bitten by this fly.

Bang! The fly hit Xiao Bing’s Gang spirit shield and fell to the ground. Not even an innate master could break through Xiao Bing’s Gang spirit.

Xiao Bing reached out for it, but it started expanding, and suddenly it exploded, scattering drops of blood everywhere.

Xiao Bing withdrew his hands, the delight plain in his eyes. It must be the God’s blood. It seemed that he was headed in the right direction. He wondered if that man was injured or not.

But soon Xiao Bing put this thought away. There was merely one drop of blood on the bush. If that man was truly wounded, there should have been more blood. Besides, Feng XIII spent a lot of effort to get that man, in order to realize his plans. He even betrayed his master and became the common enemy of his country. So he must be onto something earth-shaking, which meant he would not let the one with God’s blood get hurt.

Xiao Bing had been the leader of the Dragon Teeth, the strongest special force of Cathysian State, and the Dragon Gate, which was made up of the most wanted men around the world. He was not only physically powerful, but also very meticulous. He roughly figured out the whole situation, just by a mere drop of blood. He believed that the man hurt himself intentionally to leave his blood clue here, without Feng XIII’s knowledge.

Though the God’s blood seemed magical, according to the fly’s transformation, Feng XIII had reached the level of Void-breaking. Besides, his master was the most respected man in the country. He was slated to take his master’s place one day. Yet he betrayed his master for the God’s blood. Did he believe that the God’s blood could help him step into the middle stage of Void-breaking? But the cons seemed to outweigh the pros. Moreover, everyone, who used the God’s blood in history, had exploded. No doubt it was a gamble. Even if he succeeded, Xiao Bing believed Feng XIII would lose more than what he gained, considering how talented this man was.

Feng XIII must be truly mad if he chanced his future on it.

But there was another possibility: Mr. Buddha commanded him to take that man, since Feng XIII was one of the Buddhism group. He would never defy Mr. Buddha’s orders.

Xiao Bing would rather believe the second possibility. Was Mr. Buddha in this mountain?

Xiao Bing suddenly heard someone screeching as he moved forward. He followed the voice instantly, and then he saw a man being devoured by a chomper. Only his head could be seen.

Xiao Bing immediately cut the chomper down and yanked the man out.

This man looked to be over forty and seemed to be in a trance. He was covered with blood, not because of the chomper, but from the wounds on his body. Some of them had festered, and his scapula had obviously been penetrated by something.

He was so badly injured that even if he was in a hospital now, his chance of survival was small. His mind seemed to be in an even worse state than his body. His eyes were lackluster and full of blood streaks, his lips were cracked, his face was pale and he was breathing heavily.

Xiao Bing helped him lie down on the ground. He looked at this man and asked, “Where did you come from? Why are you here? How did you get so severely wounded?”

Lying on the ground, this man tried to open his mouth several times and managed to say a word- “devil”.

Xiao Bing questioned him in the language of R country, but this man answered in the language of Cathaysian State. Xiao Bing was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt the burning anger in his chest. This man was from Cathaysian State and he had been brutally treated here. One could tell from the wounds on his body, especially the bloody hole on his scapula.

But he did not get the answer he wanted. Xiao Bing asked again loudly, “I’m also from Cathaysian State. Tell me what happened to you? Who are you exactly?”