49: Killing Intent
Chen Qinian brought along four others.
They sat down beside Li Canglan without any hesitation.
Then, they helped themselves to the remaining pork leg meat from the rack.
The five of them vaguely surrounded Li Canglan, blocking his path of departure.
Li Canglan frowned slightly.
"I don't recall inviting you all to sit down and eat my Demonic Beast meat, do I?"
A burly man beside Chen Qinian, with a gloomy gaze and an unfriendly expression, said,
"You brat, you really don't know what's good for you. We are kindly protecting your safety, and yet you won't even share a bit of beast meat with us?"
Li Canglan's heart sank; this was practically tearing off the mask of civility!
These people probably had no intention of letting him leave in peace today!
Chen Qinian took a bite of the pork leg meat and said indifferently,
"With so many things, it's not convenient for you to carry them alone."
"How about this? You go ahead first, and I will personally send someone to bring these things back to the city later and return them to you intact. How about that?"
While speaking, Chen Qinian never looked at Li Canglan.
Instead, he was busy playing with his phone.
Clearly, he did not care about Li Canglan's answer.
He was only saying this to give Li Canglan a chance to survive.
Li Canglan's gaze was calm as he restrained his Qi, ready to strike.
"Then how should the merits and rewards for these items be handled?"
The burly Martial Artist who spoke earlier let out a cold snort.
"This kid really doesn't know what's good for him. We are putting in the effort to share the burden for you, and you actually dare to ask about the rewards?"
"Could it be that the hard work we've put in isn't worth this small reward?"
Hearing this, Li Canglan sneered inwardly.
This place was only a few kilometers away from the city.
With the strength of a Martial Artist, carrying two snake-skin bags would require almost no effort at all.
The burly Martial Artist saying this clearly meant he was going to rob him!
Chen Qinian took an expensive energy drink out of his bag and drank it in one gulp.
He glanced at the sitting Li Canglan from the corner of his eye.
Since this guy refused to take the out he was offered, he couldn't blame him!
A hint of coldness flashed in Chen Qinian's eyes.
"Since you aren't speaking, I'll take that as your agreement."
"Old Han, send this brother on his way first; we'll be there shortly."
The most active burly Martial Artist stood up eagerly and grabbed Li Canglan's shoulder, intending to lift him up!
"Kid, let's go."
These days, following Chen Qinian had been absolutely amazing!
Whenever they encountered a small Martial Artist team, they would go up and block them directly!
Many Martial Artists with similar numbers chose to pay to avoid disaster because they feared Chen Qinian's status.
These ordinary Martial Artists following behind Chen Qinian had already submitted several batches of loot over these past few days to exchange for merits.
In fact, for the past few days, they hadn't even killed many Demonic Beasts!
Of course, they had killed a few blind Martial Artists.
But killing those blind Martial Artists was much easier than fighting Demonic Beasts!
The young man in front of him was not the first Martial Artist he had dealt with.
Naturally, he wouldn't be the last one either!
However, just as he was fantasizing about splitting the merits from the two large snake-skin bags,
he suddenly felt his wrist being grabbed by someone.
The burly Martial Artist snapped out of it, and suddenly heard a crack.
His wrist had been twisted at a terrifying angle of nearly 180 degrees!
"Ah!"
The burly Martial Artist's face instantly flushed to the color of pig liver, and he cried out in pain!
The next instant, Li Canglan drew and sheathed his blade with lightning speed.
The sharp combat blade pierced through the burly man's chest.
Blood surged up, almost instantly clogging his throat.
He could no longer utter any clear syllables, only emitting a whimpering sound.
He looked towards his companions for help.
But everything happened too fast; everyone, including Chen Qinian, hadn't even been able to react.
As Li Canglan sheathed his blade, the burly Martial Artist collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, motionless.
Only when the scent of blood permeated his nostrils did Chen Qinian finally react.
One of the lackeys he had casually taken in had actually died just like that!
"Damn it!"
Chen Qinian's anger soared to the heavens.
"We were kind enough to plan for you, and not only are you ungrateful, but you even dare to take the initiative to kill someone!"
Gritting his teeth, he shouted angrily at the other three lackeys,
"Get him! Kill him!"
Upon hearing this, the three Martial Artists' expressions changed slightly.
They had originally been friends with the burly Martial Artist.
Their strength was comparable to one another.
This strange youth was able to kill the burly Martial Artist in one strike.
While there was the element of surprise.
But if their strength were similar, even a sneak attack wouldn't be able to kill him instantly!
This youth's strength must be above that of the burly Martial Artist.
In a one-on-one fight, they certainly wouldn't be his match.
"Kill him, and everything in these snake-skin bags will all belong to you!"
As soon as Chen Qinian said this, the three Martial Artists exchanged glances, and they all saw desire in each other's eyes!
People die for wealth, just as birds die for food.
How many merits and shen xia currency could the loot in the two large snake-skin bags be exchanged for?
As long as they pulled off this job, they could rest for over half a year!
"Do it!"
The three Martial Artists swarmed forward, wielding their respective combat weapons, intending to dismember Li Canglan!
Fine arcs of electricity seemed to flicker in Li Canglan's eyes.
He let out a low shout, "Thunderclap!"
A cool breeze swept across the hillside.
From the cool breeze, these few Martial Artists actually felt a hint of chill.
"Take my axe!"
That Martial Artist shouted loudly, and the battle axe in his hand was covered in an earthy-yellow light.
His Martial Artist mark was a Yellow Barbarian Bull.
Under the enhancement of the Barbarian Bull's strength, his power was undoubtedly the strongest among them.
Li Canglan did not dodge or avoid it; two bolts of thunder surged out from his arms.
Eight Directions Thunderclap!
Wind Sweeps Ten Thousand Thunders!
The first bolt of thunder surged like a lightning snake, climbing up the axe handle.
It exploded on the Martial Artist's arm, creating a terrifying bloody hole.
"Ah!"
The man screamed, his battle axe fell to the ground, and blood gushed out like a spring.
The Martial Artist on the other side saw this scene, immediately terrified, his face turning pale and his Battle Intent completely gone.
He swallowed his saliva and shouted loudly, "Little thief, take my blade!"
As the words fell, he used all his strength to turn around and run.
He would have to be stupid to fight to the death with such a god of slaughter.
Even if the snake-skin bags were here, he had to be alive to take them!
The other person didn't have so many tricks up his sleeve.
He thought he could flank Li Canglan with his companion, and even if they didn't win, they wouldn't be defeated too miserably.
However, he never expected that his companion would abandon him and run away on his own!
At this point, it was too late to back down.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue attacking.
A cold glint flashed.
Li Canglan drew and sheathed his blade in one smooth motion.
The Martial Artist only felt the world spinning, and his head was separated from his body.
Li Canglan didn't pay attention to the fleeing Martial Artist.
Because that person couldn't escape.
The fleeing Martial Artist, seeing that Li Canglan wasn't chasing him, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However, just as he slowed his pace, he heard a sizzling electrical sound coming from behind him.
The next moment, a feeling of numbness and stiffness came from his lower body.
It instantly spread throughout his whole body, causing him to fall to the ground and pass out.