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Return of the King, Dominating the City

Chapter 1905 - 1764: Hit Him (2)
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Chapter 1905: Chapter 1764: Hit Him (2)

Just now, Xiao Hui took a blow from Tian Bi, but Song Yun paid it no mind.

This time, he was focused on Shen Bing’s movements, his movement technique was unleashed, and in a flash, he was in front of Shen Bing, preventing him from slapping Shen Haibo.

So fast!

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

Shen Bing’s strike was already fast, yet Song Yun’s speed was even faster.

In fact, nobody even knew how he appeared.

He was clearly sitting on a chair by the counter just moments ago, how did he suddenly appear next to Shen Haibo.

This isn’t a person, this is practically a ghost.

"How is this possible?!"

Shen Bing’s face changed dramatically, looking at Song Yun with an expression of shock.

However, as an S-level, he was only stunned for a moment but quickly regained his senses and swung his left palm towards Song Yun’s face.

Boom.

A loud bang echoed, it wasn’t Song Yun being hit, but Shen Bing who flew out.

Shen Bing was like a bullet, crashing into a showcase behind him, shattering it completely, Shen Bing nestled inside as a rain of Vacheron Constantin watches fell all over him.

A thread of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, and his hair was disheveled, he looked utterly battered.

"Shen Haibo is my brother’s younger brother, do you think you can touch my brother at will?"

Song Yun looked at Shen Bing, a lazy smile on his face, but his eyes betrayed a chilling intent to kill, palpable enough to make Shen Bing feel cold to his core.

Yet Shen Bing was not afraid of Song Yun, he sprang up and roared, "Damn it, you dare hit me? Get him, kill this bastard!"

As soon as he spoke, the six bodyguards who had entered Vacheron Constantin with him rushed at Song Yun.

These six formed a siege, surrounding Song Yun, each brandished an identical dagger, attacking Song Yun.

As they drew their blades, an aura of killing intent pervaded, clearly aiming for Song Yun’s life.

Their attack speed was swift, no less than Shen Bing’s.

"S-level!"

Song Yun raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised.

S-level individuals are extremely rare in the mundane world, yet so many suddenly appeared, and acting as bodyguards no less, Shen Bing’s identity became intriguing.

However, it was not the time to ponder this.

At that moment, the six bodyguards of the opponent had already attacked.

They were strong, very strong!

Yet in Song Yun’s eyes, they posed no threat whatsoever.

One of them lunged a dagger at Song Yun, who stood in place, not even flinching, a smile lingering at his lips.

Everyone was a bit stunned, was he not dodging?

The next moment, the dagger pierced Song Yun...

Yet no blood flowed, there was no feeling of contact, the dagger seemed to have pierced air.

No, it did pierce air.

As everyone focused, they realized Song Yun was nowhere to be seen, the bodyguard merely struck a residual image, Song Yun was nowhere in sight.

"Is this all you’ve got?"

A mocking voice rang out, everyone followed the sound to see Song Yun outside the circle of six bodyguards, standing on the back of a chair, looking down at them with a face full of ridicule.

"Get him, use everything, kill him!"

Shen Bing roared in anger, pointing at Song Yun.

Meanwhile, he too drew a dagger, rushing at Song Yun.

Seven True Qi warriors’ might was no ordinary sight, bursting simultaneously, powerful True Qi surged, sweeping through the entire Vacheron Constantin store.

Even the tempered glass of the showcases shattered directly from the shockwaves.

The seven True Qi warriors continuously charged at Song Yun, each time using their full power.

However, Song Yun was like a phantom.

With every slight movement, he appeared in a different place.

Even though they outnumbered him, they couldn’t even touch the hem of his clothes.

In a short while, the store became chaotic, ruined and tattered.

The crowd gathered at the entrance had never seen such a level of combat, they were utterly dumbfounded.

Seeing they couldn’t hit Song Yun, Shen Bing shouted agitatedly, "If you’re capable, face me head-on, I’ll show you my prowess."

"Really?"

The voice came from behind Shen Bing, he turned sharply, swinging a blade at Song Yun.

But just as Shen Bing wielded his blade, Song Yun moved again.

He appeared beside a black-clad bodyguard, a kick landed on the guard’s waist.

Bang.

The person didn’t even understand what was happening and was flung backward, face up, flying away.

But just as he flew out a meter, Song Yun appeared in his trajectory and delivered a downward kick, the bottom of his foot slapping onto the man’s face.

Bang!

The black-clad bodyguard was viciously stomped from mid-air to the ground, his face crushed inward, dead on the spot.

Speed!

Terrifyingly fast!

The remaining five bodyguards with Shen Bing all wore serious expressions. With Song Yun’s speed, no matter how strong they were, they were rendered useless.

Bam.

Song Yun suddenly appeared again, stomping on one person’s skull with a crack, splitting it open, dead on the spot.

Immediately, Song Yun, like the Grim Reaper, kept flashing beside the remaining four bodyguards, with each move lethal.

In less than twenty seconds, all six S-level were killed by him.

He left no room for mercy because he knew that with the other party’s nature, this was already a life-or-death situation, so there was no point in holding back.

Better to strike now than to deal with trouble later.

Seeing the six bodyguards dealt with, fear flashed across Shen Bing’s face.

Those were six S-levels, enough to walk unhindered in the secular world of Huaxia, yet they were instantly killed.

His eyelid twitched as he looked at Song Yun and said in a stern voice, "Who on earth are you?"

"Who I am isn’t important."

Song Yun walked towards Shen Bing, sneering, "By the way, didn’t you just say that you wanted to show me your true strength? Come, let me see."

Shen Bing gritted his teeth and said, "You are indeed strong, but you cannot afford to offend my family. If you kill me, I assure you, there will be masters you cannot contend with hunting you down."

Song Yun smirked, "Is that a threat?"

"No, I’m merely reminding you." Although Shen Bing was at a disadvantage, he still brimmed with confidence, "In this world, there are forces you do not understand. You’d better think it through before you act."

"Heh."

Song Yun chuckled, "Isn’t it just the Hidden Divine Family? What are you boasting about?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Yun’s foot moved, instantly appearing in front of Shen Bing, slapping towards him.

Shen Bing was shocked when he heard Song Yun mention that he was from the Hidden Divine Family.

He had not expected that someone in the secular world would know his background.

However, he had no time to be shocked; Song Yun’s slap had already come towards him.

As the slap was about to land on Shen Bing’s face, suddenly, Shen Bing retreated a meter back, dodging Song Yun’s slap.

An elderly man in a black Tang suit, with white hair, stepped out from behind Shen Bing.

Just now, it was he who intervened, pulling Shen Bing away to dodge Song Yun’s slap.

This old man reacted swiftly, acting much faster and stronger than Shen Bing.

Song Yun looked at the old man and immediately judged the opponent’s strength—Embracing Yuan Realm.

"Elder Wen, why did you only act now!?"

Seeing the old man, Shen Bing was furious, showing a resentful expression.

The reason he was fearless on this outing was that Elder Wen, an SS-level, was secretly protecting him.

As for the six S-level bodyguards, they were just servants of the Shen Family, the overt protective power. When facing real danger, they were useless.

After all, the enemies of the Shen Family were all masters. If other forces wanted to kill Shen Bing, they would definitely send SS-levels.

Thus, Elder Wen was Shen Bing’s trump card.

Facing Shen Bing’s reproach, Elder Wen displayed an embarrassed look, chuckling, "The old one urgently needed the restroom just now."

Damn, of all times to need a break, it had to be now.

Shen Bing cursed inwardly but still gave Elder Wen face on the surface, not saying much further.

Now, with Elder Wen having his back, his confidence surged, and he looked at Song Yun, "Kid, how did you know I’m from the Shen Family?"

"Guessed it."

Song Yun indeed guessed, but it was too easy. With six S-level bodyguards at his side, such a grand display surely indicated the person was from a Hermit Family.

And with the surname Shen, nine out of ten it was the Shen Family.

Curious, Shen Bing asked, "Are you a Hermit too?"

"No."

Song Yun shook his head.

Shen Bing asked, "Then how do you know the Shen Family?"

"You’re asking too many questions."

Song Yun shook his head, not wanting to say more to Shen Bing, slowly walking towards him.

Elder Wen stepped forward, positioned in front of Shen Bing, guarding him, and said to Song Yun, "Young man, what do you intend to do?"

"Hit him!"

Song Yun replied calmly.

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