Chapter 971: [(712)] Beheading! Li Dai Tao Jiang (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2 Chapter 971: [(712)] Beheading! Li Dai Tao Jiang (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)_2 Until the car completely ran out of gas.
He stopped in a secluded mountain forest and abandoned the car to escape.
Wild Gold Country had already been completely sealed off.
His subordinates had all been eliminated by a team led by Doctor Zhao.
During the clash, everything had already been lost.
He had to make contact with his people from his own country as soon as possible.
Wild Nufu was already dead.
Without surprises, Wild Gold Country was about to enter into national alert, and with his understanding of Wild Gold Country, these fellows would definitely start a massacre.
He came from Tanwood Country, had stepped into the First Level Warrior three years ago, and was smoothly crowned as King.
The affairs of the state were handled by the Internal Affairs Council, and he wielded the power of life and death.
He had personally come to Wild Gold Country for something left behind by Master Tianzang.
“Damn that cursed fellow!”
Thinking of Pei Jinye, Pitan wished he could tear him apart right now.
Even though he had gotten what he wanted, the injury he now suffered was too severe, and he needed to establish contact with his own people as soon as possible.
He took out a mobile phone he had snatched.
A tearing sensation in his body made him groan.
“Damn it.”
“It hurts too much.”
After sending the code.
Pitan saw more and more blood seeping from his wound.
He hastily wrapped himself again with bandages he had grabbed from a pharmacy.
“Damn, they really deserve to die!”
With every drop of blood he lost, his hatred for Pei Jinye grew.
He had never experienced such injuries before.
If these enemies got wind of his condition…
Assassinations like those by Summer Country Warriors would definitely not be few!
…
He waited for an hour and a half.
Still, no one showed up.
Pitan grew anxious.
“Why haven’t they arrived yet?”
He looked at his phone.
To prevent detection by the operatives from Wild Gold Country, he refrained from sending more messages and just continued waiting.
Another hour passed.
Finally, someone appeared at the edge of the forest.
Following the markers.
He took out a whistle, blew three short and one long blast.
It was the agreed-upon signal.
On a high slope nearby, Pitan, swathed in bandages, slowly emerged, frowning, “Why have you come alone?”
As he spoke, he didn’t forget to cautiously check behind the person.
From his chosen angle, he had a clear view of the surroundings.
He confirmed there was no tail.
But it surprised him that only one had come.
He had clearly left a good number of people here; surely there should still have been another twenty or so.
“We were ambushed, Lord Bogu died protecting us from a Wild Gold Country expert.”
When he heard this.
The anger in Pitan’s eyes couldn’t be concealed, “Those bastards! When I get back, I will exterminate them!”
“King, what should we do next?”
“Did you bring the thing you were supposed to?” Pitan, although furious, also understood his current situation.
If he were at his peak.
No one in Wild Gold Country would dare intercept him, let alone attack his men.
But now…
A tiger brought low is bullied by dogs!
“Yes, I brought it.” The person handed over a bottle of potion.
Pitan’s expression changed slightly, “Is that all? Didn’t I leave a lot?”
The person hastily explained, “King, we were intercepted, many medicines were lost or stolen during the fight, and this bottle was forcibly given to me by Lord Bogu.”
“…Damn it!”
Anger surged again on Pitan’s face.
An anger born of feeling humiliated welled up.
“Wild Gold Country!”
“Revenge is a must!”
“Revenge!”
He staggered.
Pitan’s complexion paled, and the person hurriedly supported him.
“King, take the medicine first.”
Pitan took the potion bottle, observing the not completely cleaned bloodstains on it, but right now he couldn’t care less about that, he removed the stopper, noticing a strong smell of blood.
Pitan frowned.
A thought suddenly crossed his mind.
“Is it possibly broken?”
He halted the motion to drink the medicine and looked suspiciously at the glass bottle.
“Is this really the only one left?”
“I dare not deceive the King, this is really the only one left.”
“…Fine.”
Pitan, suppressing his disgust, drank down the medicine from the bottle.
“Guard me.”
Pitan instructed.
He seated himself cross-legged on the ground.
This spot was carefully selected by him; any movement in the external environment couldn’t escape his eyes.
“Wild Gold Country! Summer Country! I will remember this debt!”
…
As the afterglow intersected the horizon for an instant.
A sudden change occurred.
A sword stabbed into Pitan’s heart.
The sound of flesh being pierced resonated in that instant, and Pitan let out a cry of shock and rage, his front Gang Qi forming a Giant Palm that fiercely struck out.
Amid the terrifying sonic boom, Pitan was sent flying backward, slamming hard against the nearby mountain wall and creating a bloody hollow.
Continuing to fall to the ground, Pitan visibly trembled all over.
“Traitor!!!”
As he spat out these words, he almost bit his teeth to pieces, struggling to suppress the blood he spat out in succession, his gaze filled with shock, astonishment, and profound hatred.
The moment his words ended.
The sound of the sword rang out.
The wind whipped up like the roar of dragons and tigers.
Intense light flickered.
“This Sword Intent!!!”
Pitan hesitated for a moment.
For some reason, it gave him a familiar sensation.
He was even more puzzled.
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When did this traitor acquire such powerful swordsmanship?
The two fiercely clashed.
Ripples continuously struck the space between them.
Under normal circumstances, Pitan naturally wouldn’t worry.
But at this moment, after suffering successive heavy blows and significant loss in strength, he had to be careful.