The Man From Hell 141 Keep The Grass Or Die!

Two people were walking slowly down a pitch-dark street.

Ye Feng had already cured Gu Yu's wounds using the remains of ingredients he used to make the demon-recovering pills. Even his broken tendons had recovered!

"What on earth happened?"

Ye Feng watched Gu Yu as he asked.

Gu Yu was an S power, who could even match Moro b.l.o.o.d.y Ghost. However, his tendons were torn apart. Then, he was sold as a pet.

After hearing his question, Gu Yu hurriedly answered with a sad look, "Owner! A few days ago, I returned to Jiangbei City and prepared to help someone become the new owner of the Sikong Clan. Unexpected, Sikong Lei, Sikong Tuo's younger brought home a SSS power!"

Gu Yu's face then became extremely gloomy, "Sikong Lei declared himself as the new owner of the Sikong Clan! Later on, he ordered the SSS power to break the tendons in my limbs and then sold me to Scar! I suffered great humiliation!"

'Sikong Lei?'

Ye Feng's eyes became morose at a stroke.

Right then, his mobile phone rang.

Ye Feng immediately grabbed his phone and answered!

Closely after he answered, a thrilled voice blasted through the phone, "Owner, I'm A'San, a subordinated of Fierce Wolf! I belong to the 11th group of people who were sent to find Pure-Yang Gra.s.s! We've found it!"

'What!'

'You've found Pure-Yang Gra.s.s?'

Ye Feng became shortly stunned. Then his face lit up in great ecstasy as he murmured, "Where are you?"

After getting the address, Ye Feng and Gu Yu travelled there as fast as they could.

...

At that same moment!

A team of 10 men in black were trotting along a street on the outskirts of Jiangbei City with extreme excitement.

"That's great! I would not have imagined that we could find Pure-Yang Gra.s.s on the outskirts of the city! Miss Anxi can definitely survive!"

A'San, the head of the team became extremely thrilled.

Being subordinated to Fierce Wolf, he once followed Ye Feng to save Fei Qian and watched him tear apart Six Finger Snake!

Later on, he sat in jail for a period of time, where he helped Ye Feng wound Viper A'Quan with his knife!

He was dispatched to Jiangbei City to execute a new mission the moment he was released from jail.

A'San was holding a parcel in his arms with excitement and vigilance in eyes as he warned the others, "Watch out! All the former 10 groups have been killed on their way back! This time, we have to escort Pure-Yang Gra.s.s back home!"

"Keep the gra.s.s or die!"

After hearing his words, all the other 9 men in black were determined to protect the Pure-Yang Gra.s.s at the risk of their lives.

However, while they were sprinting back, they suddenly heard strange footsteps. Their faces instantly lit up in shock!

The footsteps were very slow. However, the sound of each step was as loud as a beating drum. Therefore, A'San and his men trembled.

"Be on the alert!"

A'San roared to the rest of his group.

Quickly, all the 9 other group members stood on A'San's flank for the safety of the Pure-Yang Gra.s.s.

At that same moment, they each gazed into the darkness as they held their steel sabers, ready for a fatal strike!

Right then, they heard more strange footsteps as a youth with a sick face slowly appeared out of the darkness ahead of them.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem..."

The youth coughed a few times as if he caught tuberculosis. He almost spat out his lungs.

His sick face was red.

When he stopped coughing, he asked A'San with a feeble voice,

"Brothers, I'm lost! Could you help me with a favor?"

'Hmm?'

After hearing his question, A'San and the others frowned in an instant.

This sick youth looked just like a commoner who wasn't threatening at all.

However, A'San's heart pounded heavily.

He knew that a sick person would never leave their shelter at midnight, and not to mention get lost.

'This stranger is special!'

A'San instantly held his parcel tightly as he asked,

"Bro, where are you going?"

"Where?"

After letting out a deep sigh, the sick youth revealed confusion through his eyes as he answered,

"Actually, I want to… go to h.e.l.l!"

"But I cannot find the way. Could you take me there?"

'What!'

After hearing his words, A'San and his men's faces instantly sparked in regret.

They then looked at the sick youth again. This time, the stranger was far from a commoner as he released a domineering, surging qi like a frightening brutal beast!

He then reached out of his hand, which was as wizened and terrifying as that of an old man.

His fingertips were as sharp as sabers!

When he grinned, his grimly white teeth caused A'San's group to shudder with fear!

"Sorry to trouble you, please ascertain that the road ahead of me is the road towards h.e.l.l! I will be there soon!"

"Sh*t! It's an attack!"

A'San and his men retreated as fast as they possibly could!

However, the sick youth advanced faster!

He then flashed forward at the speed of lightning.

"The first one!"

With a grim voice, he had already reached one of A'San's men!

Then, he grabbed the man's skin, causing a horrifying tearing sound.

The man in black became stiff.

He lowered his head as he found there was a b.l.o.o.d.y hole on his left breast. His heart was gone!

...

n.o.body in the group could believe what they saw.

Not until then did he notice that the sick youth was holding a heart which was still pounding heavily.

"So fres.h.!.+ So yummy!"

He then revealed a crazy look of greed through his eyes as he dropped the heart into his mouth.

...

Watching the horrifying scene, the others in the group almost lost their souls.

'Insane!'

'This sick man is definitely insane!'

"Run!"

A'San realized that his opponent was too greatly powerful to be defeated.

Therefore, he instantly roared. At that same moment, they all fled as fast as they could.

However, the sick youth continued forward.

Not until then did he finish the heart and say with a grin, "Run? No hearts can escape away from Old Man Heart Eating's hand!"

'Old Man Heart Eating?'

'He is evidently a youth; however, he has such an odd name.'

After his few leaving words, the sick youth flashed forward and started his ma.s.sacre!

Puff!

Puff!

Puff!

Bone-chilling sounds could be heard one after another.

A'San nearly broke out into tears.

He found his brothers behind him were being slaughtered, one after another.

"A'San, run! Give the Pure-Yang Gra.s.s to our owner! Hurry!"

"Run! Find our owner!"

At that moment, they all knew that they couldn't escape. Therefore, they all turned around and rushed towards the sick youth.

"Go die!"

"Go die!"

"Go die!"

Each of the men in black were driven mad.

They were all determined to fight the sick youth to death!

When one fell to the ground, another charged at the sick youth fearlessly!

"Keep the gra.s.s or die!"

While one of the men's heart was taken away, he still lunged toward the youth with the youth's hand inside his chest.

Even though he was dead, he would also drag the sick youth and create an opportunity for bald A'San to escape away!

"Keep the gra.s.s or die!"

Another brother's left breast was penetrated through; however, he still held onto the sick youth's palm with scarlet eyes.

What a b.l.o.o.d.y and heroic deed!

Each of the remaining men in black gave away their lives!

They all charged at the sick youth crazily!

Skin-splitting sounds and heroic exclamations could be heard one after another!

"Keep the gra.s.s or die!"

"Keep the gra.s.s or die!"