HPDBC Chapter 734 - 304: It’s Raining, Watch Out for Lightning!
Chapter 734 - 304: It’s Raining, Watch Out for Lightning!
City of Injustice.
Iron Rust Alley.
The force field isolated the noise of the outside world, leaving only the silent wind brushing against the rusty metal pipes and mottled brick walls, emitting a low whimpering sound.
A heavy scent of rust mixed with faint bloodiness permeated the narrow, twisted alley.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The suppressed cough was particularly piercing in the silence.
Lu Jiuyuan was almost dragging and half-holding Lv Chen.
He staggered around a corner piled with discarded oil barrels.
The gray trench coat he wore, originally neat, was torn in several places, soaked with dark red blood stains, and his face was grazed and dirty.
Lv Chen, whom he was supporting, was in an even worse condition.
His complexion was as pale as paper, his lips cracked and bloodless.
His breathing was weak and rapid, each inhalation tugging at a deep wound on his chest that exposed the bone, fresh blood continuously seeping from the makeshift bandages, soaking half of his coat.
"Old Lv! Hang in there! Don’t fall asleep!"
Lu Jiuyuan’s voice was hoarse.
He repeated anxiously without precedent.
He firmly supported Lv Chen’s slipping body, trying to quicken his pace, his eyes vigilant as they scanned the deep alley ahead.
"Old Chu and the others... they’ll arrive soon! Really! They said on the phone just now, at most two minutes! Two minutes! Do you hear me? Hold on for two more minutes! Would you willingly give up at this critical moment?!"
His speech was rapid and incessant.
Completely unlike the usual cold and reticent Lu Jiuyuan.
Lv Chen struggled to lift his eyelids.
His unfocused gaze fell on Lu Jiuyuan’s face filled with anxiety, squeezing a very weak smile onto his deathly pale face.
He made a hoarse sound from his throat, intermittently, breath like a thread:
"You... you bastard... find a better... excuse... to lie..."
"Didn’t make... a call... I’m not dead... could... could I not know...?"
Lu Jiuyuan heard this familiar teasing tone.
His tense heartstring suddenly loosened, even curling his lips, revealing a smile uglier than crying.
Being able to joke means he won’t die... for now.
He felt a bit reassured, looped Lv Chen’s arm around his neck, supporting him more forcefully, almost dragging him forward while biting his teeth.
"Go... faster! The alley entrance... once we get out..."
Hope lay at the alley entrance not more than fifty meters ahead.
However, when they were just ten meters from it...
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two figures descended like specters from the sky.
With Tier Three pressure, they fell heavily at the alley entrance, blocking the only path.
The heavy landing sound was like a death knell being struck.
Cracked fragments on the ground were shaken into a flying spray.
Lu Jiuyuan’s steps instantly stalled, his complexion turned ashen instantly.
His heart felt like it was gripped by a cold, large hand, sinking into a bottomless abyss.
It’s over.
He painfully turned his body, gently placing Lv Chen against a cleaner corner of the wall, allowing him to lean against the cold bricks to breathe.
His movements were as gentle as handling fragile porcelain.
After doing this, he slowly straightened, standing before Lv Chen, taking a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.
"Old Lv, listen to me, when I..."
His voice was low and hurried, trying to convey the final fight.
"Enough... no... nonsense..."
Lv Chen, leaning against the wall, suddenly interrupted him.
His voice remained weak but carried a certain calmness.
On his deathly pale face, there was an abnormal flush, his eyes clearer than before.
"You... can’t stop... flying... people..."
Lv Chen’s gaze passed Lu Jiuyuan’s shoulder, landing on the two figures emitting a terrifying aura at the alley entrance, a bitter curve pulling at the corners of his mouth.
At the entrance.
The two Tier Three Martial Saints blocking the way, one tall and skinny like a bamboo pole, dressed in tight black clothes with fierce eyes; the other short and sturdy, with twisted muscles on his arms, a cruel grin on his face.
Of course, they heard Lv Chen’s words.
"Yo ho?"
The sturdy Martial Saint laughed as if he heard something extremely amusing, tilting his head towards his companion.
"Bamboo pole, did you hear? These two useless things, they do have self-awareness?"
The tall, skinny bamboo pole curled his lips in a cold arc, his eyes looking at the two struggling ants with undisguised contempt and a hint of annoyance at the delay.
"Enough talk, finish them quickly. It’s been dragged out for so long, those above must be impatient."
The sturdy Martial Saint grinned cruelly, twisted his stout neck, making cracking sounds.
"Damn it, these two wastes made me chase this far! Die!!"
Before the words landed!
Ruthless light burst in their eyes!
Boom! Boom!
Two towering Qi Blood clouds erupted from their bodies like volcanic eruptions.
The ground beneath the sturdy Martial Saint exploded instantly, his huge body sped forward like a fired cannonball, punching directly at Lu Jiuyuan’s chest.
On the fist was a pale golden condensed Qi Blood, solid like substance, compressing the air into sharp explosions!
While the tall bamboo pole disappeared like a specter.
In the next instant, a chilling light silently stabbed at Lu Jiuyuan’s waist from the rear side at a cunning angle!
The two Tier Threes showed no reservation.
They were determined to wash away the humiliation of being delayed by two Low Tier ants, in the most crushing manner.
The shadow of death instantly enveloped Lu Jiuyuan and Lv Chen completely.
Lu Jiuyuan’s pupils contracted to the extreme, all his muscles tensed to their limits.