249: Chapter Lord of Flesh and Blood, Ten Star Chamber of Commerce

Accompanied by the piercing roar of car engines, the group's vehicles sped past like wild horses, vanishing into the distance in the blink of an eye.

And this originally secluded and foul-smelling alley once again fell into a deathly silence.

"Rustle, rustle!" Suddenly, a slight sound broke the stillness.

The sound came from the deserted, dimly lit corner deep within the alley.

The pile of trash there began to tremble slightly, as if some unknown force was stirring beneath it.

Before long, a blood-red creature, the size of a small cat, slowly crawled out of the trash heap.

If any ordinary person were present to witness this scene, they would surely be terrified and scream.

This was because the creature was simply too bizarre; it had four thick, powerful paws and a short, stubby tail, which wasn't unusual.

However, this creature had not a single trace of skin covering its entire body; its whole form seemed to be constructed purely from flesh and blood.

What was particularly chilling was its pair of pale purple eyes, which flickered with a cold light, adding a sense of mysterious unpredictability to its already hideous and terrifying face.

This mysterious, strange little beast vigilantly scanned its surroundings. After confirming there was no danger, it made several leaps with astonishing speed, reaching the tattered sack in the blink of an eye.

It raised its incredibly sharp front paw high and swiped gently, instantly cutting a long slit in the sack.

In an instant, the contents hidden inside the bag were fully exposed to the air. To their shock, it contained the corpse of a Middle-aged man who had already been cruelly disemboweled!

Even more horrifying, the man's heart and some internal organs were already missing, and the blood that had flowed out was still warm, clearly having been cut open not long ago.

Strangely, even now, the man was not yet dead, and there were even faint signs of breathing in and out.

However, this breathing grew weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind, as if it would be completely extinguished by the wind in the next second.

The strange-looking little beast did not take any action after seeing this scene.

It simply stayed quietly to the side, silently watching everything before it, seemingly waiting patiently for the Middle-aged man to draw his last breath.

However, something unexpected happened in the next moment.

The Middle-aged man, who had been on the verge of death and hanging by a thread, suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if experiencing a final burst of energy, and his gaze fell directly upon the strange little beast beside him.

However, he only glanced briefly before quickly shifting his gaze, turning instead to look up at the vast, boundless starry sky.

"Is this a demon beast? I never thought, I'm about to die, and in the end, I'll still become food for this beast's belly..."

Despite his extremely poor physical condition at this moment, he still forced himself to stay conscious, trying to express his deep-seated guilt and helplessness to his loved ones in the afterlife.

"Forget it, forget it, but child, your father is sorry! Cough, cough, cough..." The Middle-aged man muttered in an extremely weak voice.

However, just as he spoke halfway, blood began to flow uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, and he looked increasingly haggard.

Yet, even so, his face still showed an expression of extreme resentment, and his eyes were filled with endless unwillingness and bitterness.

"Your father is useless! I finally found out about that group of people, but I can't...

I hope you won't blame your father, Xiulan... and please, don't blame me either!

The power of those people is simply too great, I am completely unable to resist them..."

The man became more and more agitated as he spoke, his emotions almost out of control. He widened his eyes, opened his mouth, and tried with all his might to let out a long howl towards the sky to vent the long-suppressed frustration in his heart.

Unfortunately, the flame of his life had already burned out. No matter how much he struggled and resisted, he couldn't make the slightest ripple.

Even his voice became weaker and weaker, about to disappear into the silent night sky.

"Become my apostle, and I will grant you the power of revenge!"

Suddenly, just as the Middle-aged man's eyes were about to completely close, a cold voice exploded beside him like a clap of thunder.

He instinctively turned his head, wanting to see clearly who was speaking.

However, he was already exhausted at this point. Despite this, with the last bit of strength and the corner of his eye, he still caught a glimpse of the direction the voice came from.

To his shock, it was the hideous, ugly, strange demon beast that had just spoken.

At this moment, a strange purple light faintly flickered in the eyes of this mysterious little beast, which had originally been full of fierce glares.

Reflected in this mysterious and eerie purple light, the Middle-aged man suddenly felt as if his eyelids, which had been as heavy as lead, had become much lighter.

Even his already exhausted and weak body seemed to have been injected with new power, beginning to show a hint of vitality.

"I... I am willing! As long as I can find my son, even if I have to pay any price, change into any form, or do anything, I will not hesitate!"

The Middle-aged man roared hoarsely, his voice filled with both unwillingness and resentment, as if he was pouring out the full force of his anger and strong protest against the unfairness of fate to the heavens!

"Good!"

As a low voice fell, the mysterious little beast actually burrowed directly into the Middle-aged man's already empty abdomen.

Immediately after, the Middle-aged man's face was covered in pain, but he did not make any sound. Even though the pain was piercing and bone-deep, he showed no fear.

Because he could feel his body repairing itself, and endless power began to spread, as if it was about to be restored to its original state, or rather, become even stronger than before.

Under the moonlight, the Middle-aged man's body slowly stood up accompanied by the sound of bones and muscles shifting.

His body even grew taller, and a fierce, powerful aura permeated the air.

The Middle-aged man was also somewhat startled at this moment. He could see himself standing up, but he couldn't control this body, as if his body was being controlled by a second person.

"This body is still yours, but I need to borrow it now!"

Suddenly, a hoarse, low voice came from within this body.

"Don't worry, I will find your child. Ten Stars Commerce Guild, right? We'll set off now!"

The voice continued to speak, and the Middle-aged man was somewhat stunned. He subconsciously asked.

"You, who are you?"

"Me?"

The person's voice was somewhat Vicissitudes, "I am also a father. They used to call me Zhu Jianhua, but you should call me Master, because they called me the Lord of Flesh!"

With that, Zhu Jianhua strode directly out of the secluded alley and walked towards the street outside.