My Arms Can Turn into Blades

Chapter 660: Chapter 82: Go Die_2

Before he could make a sound, he collapsed softly to the ground without making a single noise from start to finish.

Beside him.

Dead Sore glanced at the fallen security personnel and then looked at the horse-faced man: "Confirm the target is still on the top floor."

The horse-faced man nodded.

The group immediately split into two, one headed for the elevator, and the other for the emergency exit.

Except for the sound of the elevator operating.

The whole process was almost silent.

The footsteps of nearly a hundred people seemed to dissolve into the void.

"...New Yellow Springs."

Dead Sore and the horse-faced man took steps two at a time, continuously moving upwards, seeing the destination getting closer, their excitement on their faces almost palpable.

Soon.

The top floor was reached.

And intentionally controlling the ascent speed, the Self members in the elevator also happened to reach the top floor.

Ding.

The modest elevator arrival sound echoed.

The Self member by the elevator shook his head, indicating no one came down.

Seeing his gesture.

The horse-faced man and Dead Sore’s excitement grew even more obvious... scarcely concealed.

The horse-faced man’s body trembled lightly.

Although there was some worry and hesitation just now.

However.

Upon truly reaching the top floor and finding the target within easy reach.

The previous worry and hesitation vanished instantly.

Replaced by a strong excitement, nearly uncontrollable excitement.

He took almost a minute to compose himself.

"Prepare."

The horse-faced man took a deep breath and then lightly waved his hand.

The other Self members immediately gathered behind him.

He then strode forward.

Quickly.

In the blink of an eye.

They emerged from the elevator, rounded the corner, and found themselves in the corridor, seeing Celestial Strategy Trading at the end.

The horse-faced man’s eyes lit up, just about to quicken his pace.

Suddenly.

The door of Celestial Strategy Trading was pushed open.

The horse-faced man froze abruptly, stopping in his tracks.

Lin Ying pushed open the door and slowly walked out of Celestial Strategy Trading, wearing a white shirt that outlined her perfect curves, showcasing her slender figure perfectly, paired with black slim-fitting pants that hugged her slender legs, accentuating her long and strikingly beautiful legs.

Mature, gentle, serene.

Everything was just right.

Very pleasing to the eye.

The horse-faced man looked at Lin Ying, at her beautiful and stunning face, and was momentarily dazed.

Although his impression of Lin Ying wasn’t strong, he only knew she was Chen Lusi’s childhood friend, and there wasn’t such a person among the advanced combat power of Celestial Strategy Mansion.

However, the moment he saw Lin Ying appear.

He realized something was amiss, his mind suddenly tense.

But before he could react.

"I originally didn’t want to come."

Lin Ying looked at the aggressive Self members, stopped, and then said softly, "After all, there’s no reason to save a rival in love... But who told that idiot to be my boyfriend, my God."

"There’s a problem, leave first!"

The horse-faced man heard these words and instantly made a decision, planning to leave directly.

One must admit.

His reaction was really fast.

However.

It was already too late.

Lin Ying’s eyes tinged with a light gold, she raised her fair arm, and before he could speak, said softly: "Go die... please, all of you go die."

On the other side.

The horse-faced man, hearing these words, suddenly became dazed.

But soon, he came to his senses, sensing the intense urge that suddenly rose within him, his face changed dramatically... just about to turn around and warn the others.

But it was already too late.

He just turned around to witness.

Except for a few advanced empowerers, the remaining Self members, maintaining expressionless faces, those with weapons raised their weapons, those without initiated techniques, then... all aimed at their own heads.

Pop—

Boom—

Scarlet blossomed.

As thick blood splattered.

Half of the Self members on the scene directly died by suicide, collapsing heavily to the ground.

"..."

The horse-faced man looked at the tragic scene before him, opened his mouth, only feeling a chill rising from his feet... straight to the top of his head!

He stiffly turned his head, looking at Lin Ying, whose golden eyes had disappeared, as if seeing something terrifying, raised a hand, tremblingly pointed at her, speechless.

And as one wave calmed... another rose!

"Tsk tsk tsk, truly, the young ones push the old ones, the young girls of today, truly are scary..."

The horse-faced man hadn’t recovered from the shock, a voice followed from behind him.

Dead Sore, standing next to the horse-faced man, heard the voice and jerked his head around.

Behind them, an old Daoist wearing tattered robes, appeared disheveled, was looking at the bodies strewn about, clicking his tongue, shaking his head, making his filthy long hair sway lightly, seeming utterly shocked.

And Zhang Yunzhong from Qiyun Mountain Taixu Palace, and Li Feng from Wudang Mountain Yu Zhen Palace followed half a step behind... standing right behind him.

Dead Sore looked at the disheveled Daoist, his face filled with despair, incredulously said: "Witch Doctor... Witch Doctor!!! You were the leader of the old era!!! Are you going to stand on Celestial Strategy Mansion’s side?"

"Oh, young man, don’t put it so harshly!"

The slovenly, disheveled Daoist clapped his thigh upon hearing these words: "What siding are you talking about, I’ve never taken sides, I’m here because they offer meals! After all, they say my Authority Ability True Martial is destined for Daoism, they’ve given me meals for decades, and it feels cheeky to keep eating free meals like this, so having eaten meals for so long, they indeed asked for my help.

I couldn’t not come... if you ate their meals for decades, you wouldn’t dare not come, right?"