Supremely Talented Tyrant
Chapter 856 - 855: Sen... Sen... Senior

"Who?!"

This voice came from all directions, making Wales unable to determine the origin for a moment. All he could do was snort coldly, as a Killing Intent several hundred times weaker than Hao Jian's emanated from his body.

"Whoever you are, come out!"

Such a strong presence...

As this voice sounded, the Killing Intent originally exuding from Hao Jian had already been retracted. Holding Chi Ruo, his face shifting between light and dark, he looked around, sensing faintly, yet his heart filled with astonishment.

Even he could not perceive from where this voice emanated. It was as if in an instant, the whole world was filled with this voice, indifferent to where you concentrated, it was the same tone.

"Hmph! Making a mess on my turf, and you also dare to ask who I am?!"

Cold laughter came from all directions, accompanied by a chilling Killing Intent, making Wales' cheeks instantly pale as if struck by a huge blow, while the mercenaries beside him looked on, baffled, at their suddenly ashen-faced leader.

In their minds, they wondered, what happened to our boss? How did he suddenly become like this—could it be a stomach ache?! But seeing that expression on him, it did not seem like it!

"May I inquire which senior is gracing us with their presence? Could you please reveal yourself?"

While speaking, Wales, facing the sudden voice with no apparent hostility towards him, respectfully bowed to the empty air.

He was now in the big city of Los Angeles, California, where it's not unlikely for some formidable recluse to be living near such a city, and he might have encountered such a power right now.

After all, even he was palpitated by that voice; if it were not a powerhouse, then it must be a character with considerable skill...

"See me? I think you will regret wanting to meet me."

Following this voice, a figure slowly appeared beside Hao Jian, and at a glance, Hao Jian's eyes flashed with amazement.

A woman...

Her proud figure was like the golden ratio, the soft curves towering, but as Hao Jian's gaze landed on her face, his expression subtly changed...

All because, on the woman's face, there hung a mask, with a faint mist wriggling around it. Upon closer look, the mask was actually a curving moon, and shockingly, this moon changed over time, transforming from a crescent to a full moon in just a dozens of seconds...

Such a peculiar master...

Hao Jian was puzzled. How was this effect achieved? A mask that could display the phases of waxing and waning was something Hao Jian had never seen before.

But why do I feel that this woman, with her speech full of intense Huaxia elements? This is the USA. Shouldn't there be some Western elements? Could it be that a Huaxia master is here in seclusion?

"What are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll gouge out your eyes..." The woman's clear and melodious voice slowly spread, causing Hao Jian's spirit to shake violently, and his face immediately darkened as he said, "You... you're the Moon?!"

Hao Jian could never have dreamed that he would encounter the Moon here, her ambiance, that familiar voice, which made Hao Jian recall countless deep nights.

Was this woman really the Moon? Why did she give him such a profound sense of familiarity?

"Leave this place. I'll let it slide this time."

However, the woman did not respond to Hao Jian's question, instead coldly issuing an expulsion. As her voice spread, Wales' face, formerly clouded with uncertainty, suddenly turned ice-cold, and a chilling voice emanated from his mouth, saying, "Senior, even if you are powerful, you are just one person. We have more than four hundred here, more than four hundred guns! We from the Mercenary Alliance do not wish for trouble, so we hope the senior won't meddle in our business!"

"Oh? It turns out you are from the Mercenary Alliance. I was going to let you go, but since that's the case, you all can just die..."The woman wearing the moon mask also coldly snorted. Despite wearing a mask, one could still see from behind it her cheeks bearing a shade of peculiarity.

"Now, you can all go to die!"

After saying this, the woman waved her hand, and a faint Vigorous Qi burst from her palm, immediately beheading several mercenaries a dozen meters away.

"Ah?" The mercenaries instantly felt their hairs stand on end—this was too eerie, a mere wave of a hand taking heads. Could this woman be too terrifying?

The mercenaries stumbled backward, their eyes wide with horror.

The woman shook her head imperceptibly and then crossed her hands behind her back. Her cool voice resonated, saying, "Aren't you here to take care of me? Come and try, then..."

"Damn it! Brothers, charge!"

Although they were subdued by this woman's display of strength, Chi Ruo absolutely could not escape from their grasp; otherwise, it would be the end for all of them. Thus, the faces of these mercenaries were dark enough to drip water, and Wales immediately waved his hand grandly. In that instant, all the mercenaries pulled the trigger...

"Bang bang bang!"

Countless gunshots rang out, dust and smoke billowed, covering the sky. Wales' mouth was wide open with an unmistakable look of triumph on his face, sneering inwardly that no matter how powerful you are, you can't withstand the barrage from so many weapons...

After several minutes of gunfire, Wales slowly gestured to stop, thinking that after so many bullets, that expert must be dead, right?

"I want to see just how strong you really are!"

Wales walked forward with a sneer, but as he took his first step, an aura that chilled him to the bone assaulted his face, and his lifted foot hung in midair, not daring to step down...

"Pre... Prec... Predecessor..."

How is this possible?! So many bullets went down, even the boss couldn't block them all! But how could this woman still emanate such a powerful aura?!

"A metal lump is a metal lump, utterly useless. You're all grown-ups, can't you stop playing with toys."

A clear and ethereal voice drifted through the smoke, followed by a breeze, and Moon slowly became visible. Her clothes were without a single hole, and on the ground where she stood, countless bullets had accumulated around her, all with their tips indented uniformly as if they had struck some impenetrable object.

Toys? Wales and the others felt chill down their spines. Were bullets just toys to this woman?

"Since you all like bullets so much, I'll return them to you in kind..."

Moon shook her head slightly and with a gentle wave of her slender hand, a faint aura radiated from within her. The bullets around her began to float up slowly and finally circled around her, forming a spherical barrier.

"Predecessor! We'll leave immediately!"

Seeing this scene, Wales swallowed hard, panic spreading across his face, feeling bitter inside. Wasn't it just a pursuit for one person? How did they manage to provoke such a supremely powerful hermit? Even if the boss came, he might only be able to nod and bow, right?

"Thinking of leaving now? It's too late!"

With that cold and detached voice, the screen of bullets hovering around Moon suddenly fluctuated and, with a sound of tearing through the air, it swept towards the surrounding mercenaries!

"Thud thud thud!"

The sound of bullets penetrating flesh kept coming. Wales, who was at the forefront, was hit by dozens of bullets, with his face alone receiving over ten shots, ultimately collapsing stiffly...

Not just him, but all the mercenaries who came with him were struck by bullets almost simultaneously. Even when they managed to take cover behind trees, they were still hit by bullets that pierced through the trees, claiming their lives...

For a moment, a thick scent of blood permeated the forest, gradually drifting towards Moon, causing her hand to tremble ever so slightly. Perhaps, if you could see through the mask, her brows might be furrowed.

"Sigh, that's a few hundred lives gone, and my karmic obstacles have grown much heavier..."

The woman behind the Moon mask shook her head gently and with a wave of her hand, those corpses bizarrely began to disintegrate as if eroded by the wind...

With the dispersion of the corpses, the stench of blood in the vicinity also faded considerably, although the bloodstains left on the ground, tree trunks, stones, and grass told the story of the numerous deaths that occurred here...

Perhaps when the next rain comes, the last traces left by these people in this world will be washed away.

After the killing, the woman only cast an indifferent glance towards the direction Hao Jian had departed, and with a pfft sound, she disappeared from the scene. When she reappeared, she was already a kilometer away, vanishing from sight after a few flickers.

"Don't you dare flee!" Hao Jian shouted, ready to give chase, but then remembered he was holding Chi Ruo in his arms, and immediately frowned in annoyance. But with that moment of hesitation, the other party was already gone.

"Damn it!" Hao Jian knew it was futile to chase now; the most important thing was to get Chi Ruo out of there. He looked towards the direction the woman had left, hesitated for a moment, and then ran off in a different direction.

"Is she really Moon, or Why won't she admit it? Sigh, forget it, we'll talk about it later. I wonder if Lion and the others have arrived yet..."

On the way, Hao Jian glanced at the sleeping Chi Ruo in his arms, then towards the path ahead, his eyes filled with worry. They were currently with Bamboo Pole, and Hao Jian didn't trust this person, fearful that he would do something to Lion and the others...

Although Lion was much stronger than Bamboo Pole in terms of strength, one must not forget that Bamboo Pole specialized in treachery, and Hao Jian himself had been a victim of his schemes at least once.

Hao Jian had originally thought that Bamboo Pole had merely made a technical mistake, but the look of smug satisfaction was nonetheless caught by Hao Jian.

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