197: Chapter 197 Stomp on that old bastard! Mary's snack time, the treatment of a top luxury suite in Shanghai!

"Ah—!!!"

A pig-slaughtering scream tore through the night sky.

Su Yang's foot ground down ruthlessly on the bloody stump of Daoist Qing Mu's severed arm, as if crushing a cigarette butt.

The sound of bone fragments shattering was clearly audible on the deathly silent deck of the cruise ship.

The hijacked tourists all covered their mouths, staring wide-eyed at this young man who had descended from the sky and was even more ruthless than the terrorists.

"Su... Su Yang! You will die a horrible death! I am from Dragon Tiger Mountain..."

"Shut up."

Su Yang picked his ear and suddenly exerted force with his foot.

Bang!

A wave of overbearing Pure Yang True Qi poured directly into Daoist Qing Mu's body through his wound, instantly shattering his few remaining Meridians and churning his Dantian into a mess of pulp.

Daoist Qing Mu's eyes bulged, and he spat out a large mouthful of black blood mixed with organ fragments, becoming a complete cripple.

"You were shouting so loudly just now, I thought you had more backbone."

Su Yang disdainfully wiped the blood from the sole of his shoe on Daoist Qing Mu's tattered taoist robe.

He turned to look at the dozen or so remaining Cultivators sitting paralyzed on the ground.

Just moments ago, these people had been flaunting their power and controlling the lives of thousands, but now they were like a group of quails waiting to be slaughtered, trembling so hard they couldn't even speak a full sentence.

"Demon... you... don't come over here!" A fat Taoist was so scared that he wet his pants, the smell of urine mixing with the scent of blood.

Su Yang covered his nose, his brow furrowing slightly.

"How damn disgusting."

"Boss, if you think it's dirty, let me do it."

A gust of fragrant wind arrived.

Mary fluttered the huge black bat wings on her back and landed lightly beside Su Yang.

Her tight black leather outfit outlined an explosive figure, and the patch of snowy white on her chest dazzled the eyes under the moonlight. Her crimson lips curled up slightly, revealing two sharp, crystalline fangs.

"We agreed earlier—these snacks are mine."

Mary stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. Her seductive appearance made several nearby special police officers swallow hard.

"Go ahead. Mind your manners; don't scare the kids over there." Su Yang waved his hand.

"As you wish, my dear master~"

Mary chuckled, her figure instantly turning into a black afterimage as she charged into the group of Old Daoist Priests.

Shrill screams rose and fell one after another.

Mary didn't even need to use her hands; she just opened her small mouth and took a light breath.

The meager essence blood within those Cultivators turned into streaks of red light, continuously surging into her mouth.

To the naked eye, those once-plump Old Daoist Priests rapidly shriveled up like mummies drained of moisture.

"Boss is biased."

Chu Ling, dressed in her wedding gown, floated over eerily, her beautiful face carrying a hint of resentment.

"The foreign zombie gets to eat meat, and I don't even get a sip of soup?"

Su Yang was amused by the girl's jealous look and reached out to pinch her cold, smooth cheek.

"How could I forget you? The bodies belong to Mary, but their souls are all nourishment for you. The remnant souls of a few Golden Core Stage Cultivators should be enough to fill the gaps between your teeth."

A flash of joy appeared in Chu Ling's eyes: "Thank you, Boss!"

She waved her wide sleeves, and a cold black wind swept across the scene.

The souls that had just been drained of essence blood by Mary and were about to leave their bodies screamed in terror as they were mercilessly dragged into Chu Ling's crimson wedding gown.

This double "physical and magical" salvation made Bai Li, who was in mid-air, shake her head.

"You really are more overbearing in your actions than us Yao Race." Bai Li floated down from the air and landed in Su Yang's arms, her purple eyes filled with tenderness.

"To deal with these hypocrites who preach benevolence and morality but act like thieves and prostitutes in secret, one must use even more ruthless means than theirs."

Su Yang held Bai Li's slender waist and kissed her fair neck, prompting her to give him a playful punch in annoyance.

At this moment, several helicopters finally dared to approach.

Li Changfeng hurriedly climbed down the rope ladder. As soon as he hit the ground, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt before Su Yang.

He looked at the mummies scattered across the ground and swallowed hard.

"Consultant Su... sorry for the trouble! Thanks to you, over a thousand hostages have been safely rescued!"

Li Changfeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while showering Su Yang with praise.

"Cut the crap."

Su Yang interrupted him impatiently.

"I've already cleared the trash here for you. Bureau 749 can handle the aftermath; just don't let those reporters take random photos."

"Yes, yes, don't worry, Consultant Su. We've completely cut off the surveillance and internet at the Bund." Li Changfeng nodded repeatedly.

"And," Su Yang raised an eyebrow, "this young master flew all this way and is tired now. Arrange the best hotel in Shanghai and the most Advanced suite?"

"It's already been arranged!"

Li Changfeng quickly took out a gold-edged black card and handed it to Su Yang with both hands.

"The Bvlgari Hotel, the top-floor presidential suite, has been prepared for you and your... family. The hotel has been taken over by our people; absolutely no one will disturb your rest."

"At least you're sensible."

Su Yang took the black card and tucked it into his pocket.

He turned to look at Mary, who had finished her "meal" and was elegantly wiping blood from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, and Chu Ling, who was contentedly digesting the remnant souls.

"Let's go, girls. It's been a busy night; time for a hot bath."

Su Yang snapped his fingers， In mid-air Frost Giant Dragon It transformed back into the Ice Dragon Jade Bracelet and flew back to his wrist.。

Under the awe-struck gazes of hundreds of special police officers and over a thousand tourists, who looked at him as if he were a god.

Su Yang walked off the cruise ship with his arm around the Immortal Qi-fluttering Bai Li, followed by the cold and elegant Ghost General Chu Ling and the sexy Vampire Mary.

Half an hour later.

The top floor of the Bvlgari Hotel in the center of Shanghai.

Su Yang pushed open the heavy mahogany double doors.

A massive suite of five hundred square meters was revealed. Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows was the brilliant and bustling night view of Shanghai, and there was even a large indoor heated swimming pool in the center of the room.

"Wow!"

Mary cheered and kicked off her high heels.

"This bed is so big and soft!" She pounced onto the custom round bed, which was large enough to accommodate seven or eight people, rolling around on it and fully revealing the perfect curves outlined by her leather outfit.

Chu Ling curiously floated to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city that never sleeps.

Su Yang went to the wine cabinet, opened a bottle of Romanee-Conti, poured two glasses, and handed one to Bai Li, who had been standing quietly by his side.

"Want a drink?"

Bai Li took the wine glass, gently swirling the deep red liquid inside. Her purple eyes reflected the flashing neon lights outside the window.

"The prosperity of the secular world is indeed much more interesting than the deep mountains and old forests."

She took a sip of red wine and looked up at Su Yang, her eyes sparkling with natural charm.

"Hubby, that Director Li said that absolutely no one would disturb us on this floor."