A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 66 Steel and Flesh

Taking advantage of the chaos and dispersal of the crowd, Yan Xiong briefly shook off Black Spider's pursuit and hid in a warehouse of the hotel.

This place seems to be where various salted fish and dried cured meats are stored. There are large styrofoam boxes placed inside, and the iron hooks on the walls are hung with marinated ingredients.

Salted fish is delicious and cured meat is rich, but they both have a special smell. Once the quantity reaches a certain level, the entire warehouse becomes so smelly that it makes you want to hold your nose.

Yan Xiong closed the warehouse door, sat on a box, panting heavily, and looked surprised and suspicious.

The Black Spider's modifications are said to be based on the style of those in mainland China, but in recent years, security on the mainland has become increasingly strict, making it too risky to sneak back. It's also difficult to find personnel in Singapore, Malaysia, and Hong Kong who can maintain this type of vehicle.

Yan Xiong learned that the black spider's legs were almost worn down and rusted, rendering them unusable, which is why he intercepted a batch of their goods.

Black Spider indeed swallowed its anger, only making a few shouts without taking any strong action.

Yan Xiong was relieved and even started planning to devise a way to swallow up Black Spider's forces after his 40th birthday.

But he actually fixed his leg without saying a word!

"hateful!"

Yan Xiong cursed under his breath and punched his knee with his right hand. The bruise on his back from the impact was immediately aggravated, and a sharp pain shot through him.

Gunshots rang out from near and far, each one potentially meaning the loss of a life.

Will it be Black Spider's men who die, or his own men?

Yan Xiong was not very optimistic.

Black Spider's gang came prepared. The brothers guarding outside were all killed before they could even send a message. Meanwhile, the people on their side were all there to celebrate the birthday, and they had very limited guns and ammunition to carry.

Yan Xiong grew increasingly uneasy and abruptly stood up. He couldn't just sit here and wait to die; he had to at least find a way to escape.

People will definitely notice the front and back doors of the hotel, but there is a small door near the hotel owner's office that leads directly to the green belt outside the hotel.

There are many gangs in Singapore and Malaysia, making it very unstable. The hotel owner is a cautious person, so he specially made that door, which is usually covered by a wine cabinet. The outside of the door is also disguised, making it difficult to spot.

It was only on one occasion, when the two were drinking together, that Yan Xiong, who had known him for many years, heard him let slip the secret.

Yan Xiong opened a crack in the door to peek outside, then slipped out of the warehouse and, along the corridor, cautiously yet swiftly made his way to the hotel owner's office.

After turning another corner, you'll reach the entrance to the office. Yan Xiong walked past the corner and glanced inside through the window; it was empty.

He walked to the door, and his mechanical left arm slowly turned the locked doorknob, his steel hand tearing a hole in the door.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Yan Xiong immediately went to move the wine cabinet after entering. As the heavy wine cabinet was moved by his arms, a sharp sound of electric current stimulating the circuit board suddenly entered his ears.

Boom!

A fireball exploded behind the liquor cabinet.

The expensive wooden cabinet, along with all the bottles inside, was completely shattered.

Yan Xiong's entire body flew out, smashed through the window, and landed in the corridor.

"Well……"

Blood gushed from his mouth, and he struggled on the broken glass, trying to get up.

At the last moment, he quickly retreated and used his left arm to shield his face, thus avoiding being blown up. However, he was already struggling to move.

The footsteps slowly approached.

The man in sunglasses stepped onto the steps from the courtyard, cracking a shard of glass under his foot. He clapped his hands and laughed, "Well, this boss really knows you. He knew you'd be thinking about escaping first and taking this route. This saves me a lot of trouble."

Yan Xiong shook his head, looked at Black Spider, and said weakly, "He actually sold me out?"

"That's quite loyal of him. He only told us after his son was missing three fingers. Didn't you notice his son wasn't there today?"

Black Spider squatted down, patted Yan Xiong's face, tilted his head, and said, "Weren't you so arrogant when you stole my goods? Did you ever expect this?"

Yan Xiong asked unwillingly, "How did you fix your leg?"

Black Spider squatted on his left leg, his right leg stretched out, and tapped his thigh with the back of his hand, making a metallic sound: "Who said I repaired it? I just cut it off and got a new pair, a locally made model in Galiman. They're not as comfortable to use as before, but they're more than enough to kill you."

Yan Xiong's face paled: "You're ruthless!"

When undergoing mechanical modification surgery for the first time, anesthesia can be used to alleviate the pain.

However, once the True Spirit Machine is installed, it will connect with a person's brain consciousness, and any anesthesia will be ineffective if the entire machine is to be replaced later.

Therefore, some people would rather spend their entire fortune on repairs than make a relatively cheaper overall replacement.

The procedure, which takes several hours, involves replacing a limb without anesthesia, and the pain can be excruciating.

"That's ruthless, so I can only try to get more from you to make up for it."

Black Spider stood up, grabbed Yan Xiong by the hair, dragged his entire body across the courtyard, and returned to the main hall.

"You'll just stay here and listen to those gunshots, your brothers dying one by one, until the gunfire stops, then it'll be your turn. Ha, that's what you call equivalent replacement, that's why my pain wasn't in vain."

Black Spider threw Yan Xiong to the ground, turned and scanned his surroundings, his expression slightly changing. "Where are the people left to guard the gate? Where the hell are they?"

Corpses were everywhere, and in the rush, it was impossible to tell whether the people left in the lobby were lying there or had gone elsewhere.

Black Spider called out twice but received no response. As he walked out of the hotel, the strange feeling in his heart suddenly intensified.

His men, who had been outside the door from the beginning, were now lying on the ground, their bodies bearing not gunshot wounds, but cuts from sharp weapons.

Yan Xiong lay weakly on the ground, watching Black Spider walk out. Soon, hurried footsteps approached him, and Black Spider's face loomed large in front of him.

Yan Xiong was grabbed and pulled up, just as he heard Black Spider's furious question.

"Good heavens, you've got some capable people hiding under your command, huh? What's their background? Why aren't they coming out to rescue you?"

Yan Xiong looked completely bewildered: "What are you talking about...?"

The black spider suddenly stopped talking, tilting its head as if listening intently.

After a while, Yan Xiong realized that something was wrong.

Gunshots.

The gunfire had become much less frequent.

In many places, the gunfire subsided abruptly and rapidly, which is definitely not how a normal gunfight should be.

During this brief yet long process, the severely injured Yan Xiong even had uncontrollable fantasies.

It was as if a monster that devoured sound was wandering along some kind of trajectory, and wherever it passed, the gunshots disappeared one after another.

And... where is the person with the gun?

Black Spider released Yan Xiong.

"This kind of person couldn't possibly be your subordinate."

Behind the sunglasses, a figure in a long blue robe appeared in the courtyard and approached the main hall.

Black Spider took off his sunglasses, kicked Yan Xiong to death, and strode over.

The sound of electric current, transmitted through bone conduction, transformed into a subtle rustling sound inside the black spider's ear.

Each of his large strides landed with a resounding thud, propelling these subtle sounds to the next peak.

The electrically powered mechanical legs, leaving afterimages, kicked through the air and swept towards Guan Luoyang.

Guan Luoyang thrust his long sword into the ground, his fingers tightened suddenly, and he threw a punch.

The black trousers ripped apart at the moment of impact, and the metal-cast calf was struck by the fist, swaying away and leaving a fist mark that looked like it had been carved by an axe.

when!!!

"Without modified hands, it's impossible... a bionic machine..."

The thoughts flashing through Black Spider's mind did not affect the fluidity of his legwork; his two mechanical legs swept out like two giant axes in turn.

This was Guan Luoyang's first real-life fight against a mechanical body. His eyes gleamed with curiosity. He mostly dodged, occasionally throwing a punch to open his opponent's leg, constantly observing and assessing the situation.

"How long have you been selling these so-called 'powder,' those addictive hallucinogenic drugs?"

"What, you want a piece of the pie too?"

Thirty-seven rapid-fire kicks, like a storm, failed to injure the opponent in the slightest; instead, several fist marks appeared on his own legs.

Black Spider was already quite shaken from the fight, and upon hearing this, he slowed down his leg movements slightly.

Guan Luoyang suddenly moved, reversing his retreat, and stepped on the opening to arrive at the side of the Black Spider.

A hand pressed down on the black spider's face, slamming his upper body to the ground.

Black Spider landed on the back of its head, its eyes wide open between Guan Luoyang's fingers, the whites of its eyes instantly filled with bloodshot veins, staring incredulously at the unfamiliar young man.

"you……"

Guan Luoyang pressed his palm down again.

Bang! !

Several cracks appeared in the floor tiles, and blood gradually flowed from between the hair.

(End of this chapter)