Chapter 294: Chapter 295: Scoundrel
Hearing Su Yu Kuang’s order to tie the flame to Tang Jingyi, everyone looked at Wang Yan, at this moment, everyone understood that Su Yu Kuang was targeting Wang Yan.
Ma Jun’s eyes shot a cold light, revealing a murderous intent. He stood next to Wang Yan and whispered, “Boss, let’s do it.”
Wang Yan’s eyes also flashed coldly. He shook his head and said, “Do you know where the remote control is?”
Ma Jun was taken aback, shook his head, and said, “I don’t know, but it’s probably on Boss Hei. As long as I catch him, there’ll be no problem.”
Wang Yan shook his head and said, “This Boss Hei is very cunning. He wouldn’t simply put the remote control on himself. We can’t take that risk.”
Ma Jun anxiously asked, “Then what about Tang Jingyi?”
Wang Yan snorted coldly and said, “They want to touch Tang Jingyi? No way.”
At this time, Tang Jingyi also became scared. She grabbed Wang Yan’s arm and whispered, “Wang Yan, I’m scared.”
Just then, four men in trench coats immediately rushed in holding a timed flame, intending to pounce on Tang Jingyi.
Wang Yan stepped forward, blocking the trench-coated men.
The trench-coated men didn’t even glance at Wang Yan, and with one lift of their hands, wanted to push Wang Yan aside.
Then Wang Yan’s eyes opened wide, and he growled low, “Scram!”
That low growl, though not loud, sent a chill up the spines of the trench-coated men, freezing them in place in front of Wang Yan, not daring to move.
Su Yu Kuang stood afar in the back and didn’t hear Wang Yan’s angry shout. Seeing the four trench-coated men stand still, he felt a bit strange and kept urging, “Hurry up and tie it to that female student.”
Even though they heard Su Yu Kuang’s urging, the four trench-coated men dared not step forward seeing Wang Yan before them.
At this point, Wang Yan suddenly had a thought. Facing the four trench-coated men directly, and with them blocking all around, no one would see him use the Demon Pattern. This was definitely a great opportunity.
Thinking this, Wang Yan focused on the trench-coated man holding the timed flame before him, his eyes turned into two black whirlpools. Then Wang Yan whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, “I am your true master.”
Hearing this, the trench-coated man staggered, his eyes showing confusion, instantly revealing a look of obedience.
Wang Yan felt a slight joy and turned to look at another trench-coated man, intending to use the Enchanting Skill on him as well.
Wang Yan used the Demon Soul, and apart from Ma Jun, Catwoman Xiaojie, and Xiahou Que, the other Demon Cultivators, nobody noticed anything amiss on the scene.
Just as Wang Yan was about to use the Enchanting Skill to control another trench-coated man, Xiahou Que, who had been watching coldly from the side, suddenly rushed over. He kicked Wang Yan’s intended target to the ground and shouted, “I am going to fight with you all!”
Wang Yan couldn’t help but frown, and the black whirlpools in his eyes vanished instantly.
At this time, Xiahou Que was already entangled on the ground with the trench-coated man he had kicked.
The other two trench-coated men hurriedly rushed up and restrained Xiahou Que by his arms from both sides.
The kicked trench-coated man also got up and angrily rushed in front of Xiahou Que, raining punches down like a storm, cursing, “Kid, you dare to hit me? Damn it, I’ll beat you to death.”
Xiahou Que could be seen screaming repeatedly as he was beaten.
After taking a few punches, Xiahou Que immediately begged for mercy, “Stop hitting, I was wrong, I was wrong.”
Then, Xiahou Que suddenly pulled his hand away, breaking free from the two trench-coated men, his body went limp, and he knelt down on the ground like a dog, looking up at the trench-coated man in front of him, pitifully pleading, “I’m sorry, big brother, I was wrong, just hit me as hard as you like.”
The trench-coated man who had been kicked was still furious, and even with Xiahou Que on his knees, he continued to curse, “Damn it, you dare hit me, you’re such scum.”
With that, he swung his arms and slapped Xiahou Que’s face hard, “smack smack.”
Even though Xiahou Que was being beaten, he still laughed foolishly and said, “Good hits, good hits, I am indeed scum.”
Initially, when Xiahou Que rushed out bravely, all the students present were astonished and began to look at him in a new light.
But now, everyone was shaking their heads, their gazes towards Xiahou Que filled with disdain.
After receiving a few slaps, the trench-coated man stopped and spat on Xiahou Que’s face, turning away to leave.
Xiahou Que’s face was covered in slap marks and spit, yet he continued to kneel on the ground, smiling broadly, “I’m such scum, feel free to beat me again, come on, hit me.”
The trench-coated man cursed “masochist” and then turned away, ignoring Xiahou Que.
Seeing this, all the students on the playground showed looks of contempt, shaking their heads as they looked at Xiahou Que.
No one had expected that the son of one of the Four Great Clans would fall to become a masochist.
Kneeling on the ground, feeling the scorn from his peers, Xiahou Que’s heart was filled with endless hatred again, despite the smile on his face he was thinking: Fine, laugh at me now, but once I kill Wang Yan, I’ll settle the score with each of you. I, Xiahou Que, will one day surpass the Black Dragon and become the true master of Wanghai City.
At this moment, Wang Yan’s face tensed, for he clearly felt that while the students on the field were mocking Xiahou Que, the Power of Demon Patterns within Xiahou Que was gradually growing. It had reached the peak of an Initial-Tier Demon Master, almost breaking into the Mid-Tier.
And Catwoman Xiaojie’s gaze toward Xiahou Que was filled with contemplation.
Xiahou Que slowly rose from the ground and staggered back into the crowd. As he brushed past Wang Yan, he whispered, “Wang Yan, I will never let you succeed. Whatever you try to do, I will find a way to sabotage it.”
After speaking, Xiahou Que moved a bit away, watching Wang Yan like a venomous snake, coldly.
Wang Yan knew that Xiahou Que’s sudden madness not only ruined his plan to control the four trench-coated men but also unknowingly increased his cultivation level.
Though it seemed that Su Yu Kuang was currently the issue he needed to solve, Xiahou Que was a more formidable enemy lurking in the shadows.
At that moment, numerous trench-coated men rushed into the crowd. Grabbing people randomly, they tied flames to them. Soon, hundreds of people on the field had flames tied to them, just like Xiong Jie.
However, for some unknown reason, these trench-coated men avoided Wang Yan, and no one around Wang Yan had flames tied to them.
Just then, the stabilized emotions on the playground by Wang Yan began to ripple again, and almost every student looked at their nearby classmates with timed flames tied to them, faces showing fear.
Then, Su Yu Kuang slowly raised his hand, a small controller in his grasp. He said to the crowd, “This controller is the trigger for all the flames here.”
With that, Su Yu Kuang pressed down on the controller.
As Su Yu Kuang pressed it, all the flames on the students began to beep continuously.