High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late Chapter 321 - 270: You Resemble an Old Acquaintance—I’ve Sim

Ah!

The woman who fell in terror let out a scream, writhing in pain as a steel nail pierced through the sole of her shoe and impaled her right foot, causing her to fall to the ground again.

"No, I don’t want to die yet, help !"

The sound of the car engine behind her was like the footsteps of the approaching Death God, becoming clearer as the blinding headlights drew closer.

The man in the car got out, looking slightly displeased, and urged her.

"Run?"

"Why aren’t you running? It’s just one leg, you still have the other leg and two hands, now, keep going..."

The man in the black suit raised his right arm, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and just as the second hand was about to complete a circle, he spoke with a smile, "There are five minutes left until nine o’clock, I’ll give you another chance."

Finishing his sentence, the second hand just passed the number 12, with perfect timing.

Out of fear, the woman crawled forward with hands and feet, accidentally grabbing another steel nail with her left hand, letting out another scream as blood flowed.

The successive pain cleared her mind a bit, and she took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the convulsions brought on by despair and agony.

"Spare , I’ll give you the thing right now."

Upon hearing this, the man in the black suit looked disinterested and shook his head.

"My mission is to take you back in one piece, not to retrieve the item. The employer doesn’t require to do that, even if it leaks out, it’s no big deal..."

Hope flashed in the woman’s eyes at his words, as if grabbing onto a lifeline.

"I-I can bite my tongue and end it anyti, your job is to take back. If I die, your reward would surely be greatly reduced, maybe even a failed mission!"

Hearing her threat, the man in the black suit suddenly laughed, a foolish smile spreading across his face. In the next mont, an imnse pressure emanated from him.

Instantly, the woman felt as if pushed from a tall building, falling into a deep, sunless sea. She was engulfed with suffocation, utterly hopeless.

She found herself unable to even move a finger.

"Firstly, I hate being threatened the most."

"Secondly, you’re overestimating yourself if you think you can commit suicide in front of a Martial Arts Grandmaster like , it’s foolish. Do you think you have the right to die in front of ?"

"From the mont you saw , your life no longer belonged to you."

After finishing his words, the pressure around him dissipated. The woman’s face turned red as she gasped for air, seeing the man take a step closer, she desperately tried to back away, but soon stopped her actions.

She too understood the truth in his words, she couldn’t escape from a Ghost Level Assassin, and couldn’t even control her own life.

"What if I said I could help you understand the thing too? It’s in my mind."

The man’s expression finally changed at her words, disbelief washed over him, and his eyes glead with greed. If what the woman said were true, the value of the item could fetch an astronomical price.

Seeing this, the woman imdiately spoke again.

"Let go, I’ll give you the item. You surely have countless ways to complete the mission, you can easily make people believe I was killed by you."

"I just want to live, please, I got caught in this unluckily, this has nothing to do with ." The woman pleaded, her face stricken.

However, the next second, the man shook his head.

"What you say doesn’t matter to , and you say you’re innocent..."

The man paused, and the woman nodding frantically.

"That makes your death all the more justified; the expression of despair in the innocent is too beautiful."

"So, do you still plan to run?"

After finishing, he took another step forward.

"If you don’t, I’ll cut off your legs. It might hurt a bit, but don’t worry, it’ll be over in a flash. I’m quick and precise."

The man in the black suit flashed out two scalpels, silver radiance flickering in his eyes as the scalpels hovered in the air.

"No, don’t co closer, don’t..."

As the woman trembled all over, crying out in despair, the man suddenly stopped as if changing his mind.

He furrowed his brow and slowly turned to look in a certain direction.

"Co out."

From the darkness, a tall figure slowly erged.

"Attacking an innocent and defenseless person, do you deserve the title of Grandmaster?" Su Mu glanced at the hopeless woman not far away.

He had overheard part of their conversation from the shadows, not fully understanding the whole situation, but he had a general guess.

From the man’s words: That makes your death all the more justified; the expression of despair in the innocent is too beautiful.

His fate was already sealed.

A sharp killing intent flashed through Su Mu’s heart, the man in front of him was very similar to Sima Xie, eerily so,

Killing soone like him, Su Mu felt no burden at all.

It wasn’t that he was discovered by the man, it was Su Mu who had voluntarily revealed himself, as he could barely suppress the urge for battle that was almost erupting inside.

Su Mu gazed at the man in the black suit with a calm anticipation, calm because in Su Mu’s eyes this man was already a cold corpse.

Anticipation because he had never before bare-handedly crushed a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"How will that feel, really makes one look forward to it!"

The man in the black suit smiled as he scrutinized Su Mu, who erged from the shadows.

The man seed young, not yet thirty, and though he sensed so danger, he didn’t detect a Grandmaster’s Force Field from him, eliciting disdain from the man in the black suit.

"Let guess, are you with the Black Knights, or the Assassin’s Hall?"

"Or perhaps from the Human World, no, Huaxia wouldn’t have received the news yet, are you from the Black Knights?"

The man in the black suit sneered.

"Black Knights?"

Su Mu shook his head and looked at the man in the black suit.

"You look a lot like an old acquaintance of mine, I just purely want to kill you." After Su Mu uttered the last word, he flickered and then rged into the night.

The man in the black suit felt his scalp tingling, as if a strong electric current was coursing through his limbs and vessels.

His pupils suddenly contracted, and a death crisis so intense that he instantly lost control of his facial expressions surged in his heart, this feeling...

The man in the black suit swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he had felt it before, as if he had collided head-on with those Demon Level lords in the organization.

And Demon Level signifies at least the existence of a Great Grandmaster!

"This, this is impossible!"

With a look of disbelief, the man in the black suit released his Spiritual Power without reservation under an overwhelmingly intense life-and-death crisis.

Where?

Where on earth is that guy?

In the next instant, he finally caught Su Mu’s figure, it was the swirling white smoke.

White smoke?

The surrounding air instantly solidified, and the man in the black suit saw a fist infinitely magnifying within the white smoke. At this mont, he felt clearly that he would die.

Suddenly, he released his Grandmaster’s Force Field without reservation, and the strong aura instantly distorted the surrounding air.

But everything was too late.

The mont he saw the fist, it was already too late.

The rolling white smoke surged circle after circle, and in the end, only the terrifying fist remained in the man’s sight, and the world seed to co to a complete halt in that instant.

Ti stretched infinitely, and then suddenly returned to reality.

Before death descended, the terrifying strike that had previously destroyed an abandoned factory and the fist before his eyes completely overlapped in the mind of the man in the black suit.

"That strike just now, was it you...?!"

Crack.

The Grandmaster’s Force Field was instantly torn apart.

Almost simultaneously, the sound of clashing tal exploded.

The fist fell on the man’s chest, right where his heart was, instantly creating a depression, and amidst the sound of tal and iron, a crisp sound of bones cracking was heard. The man’s body was thrown out like a broken sack, falling into the abandoned factory.

Hmm?

Su Mu gave a slight sigh, he looked down at his fist.

In the darkness, the man’s eyes could not hide their terror and anger. If it weren’t for the Grandmaster Level armor he wore obtained from the Ancient Ruins, that punch just now would have been enough to kill him.

A shrill scream issued from his mouth, and then a manic and unstable flow of Qi and Blood surged out, and the aura on his body began to rise continuously.

Thump thump thump.

Soon, a gigantic creature rushed out from within the factory. This guy had the upper body of a wolf-like Fierce Beast, and the lower body of a human.

"Werewolf?"

Su Mu looked at the monster before him, which was between human and Fierce Beast, with a look of surprise, and the Crystal Human Form within his Sea of Consciousness abruptly opened its eyes.

In an instant, Su Mu’s powerful Spiritual Power forcibly invaded the monster’s body, and its flesh structure appeared instantly before Su Mu.

Su Mu saw that this guy had two hearts, one large and one small, and at this mont the small one, belonging to a human heart, had already stopped beating.

The other structures within the monster’s body were also different from those of a human Martial Artist.

All this was definitely not due to different cultivation systems, but rather seed like a biochemical product from the forbidden experints of human Martial Artists and Fierce Beasts.

"So... this is it."

Su Mu’s eyes slightly brightened, and he instantly understood that bizarre, manic, and unstable Qi and Blood originated from this.

"I, I’m going to kill you!" The voice the werewolf emitted at this mont no longer sounded like that of a human, but rather a beast’s roar.

But just as the words fell.

The air instantly twisted, and Su Mu’s figure disappeared from the spot.

A slender hand appeared in front of him instantly, then clutched the werewolf’s neck. The werewolf’s eyes were about to burst, wanting to resist, but the next mont a terrifying and boundless brute force assailed.

Amidst the sound of bones cracking.

Su Mu, as if grabbing a basketball, slamd it hard towards the ground...

Bang!

The earth suddenly shook, and amidst the thunderous sound, an invisible shockwave kicked up several ters of dust, shattering the cent ground of the factory, then ford a large pit.

"You,..."

Bang!

"Bastard..." The werewolf’s whole body was bulging with veins.

Bang!

Bang!

"No, spare ..."

The werewolf tried again and again to break free, but the pair of hands had a mighty force he could not possibly resist, so he could only be repeatedly slamd into the ground by Su Mu, clutching his neck viciously.

Until the sound of tearing resounded.

The neck could not bear the weight and completely broke.

At this point, the werewolf’s body began to slowly shrink, the frantic and restless Qi and Blood on his body began to cool down, then extinguished.

Su Mu, sowhat exhilarated, carefully observed all the changes in the man’s flesh with his Spiritual Power, then once again grabbed his neck and slamd down to the ground.

When he ca to his senses, he found that the werewolf’s neck in his hand had already been separated from his body.

"Dead?"

"So fragile?"

Su Mu frowned slightly, disappointnt and a touch of regret flashed across his unfinished face. He did not expect the monster to be so weak, and couldn’t help but feel regret for exerting too much force just now.