Celestial Master： I Have an Otherworld-Chapter 157 - 62: Conclusion (Part 2)

"Swish!"

The sharp blade grazed past Fang Zheng's cheek, just as it was about to get close to him; his eyes narrowed sharply as he violently lunged to the side.

Danger!

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out.

Unlike Su Weijun earlier, He Jiangdong's shooting was precise, swift, and concealed, firing backward through a gap between his arms.

Missing with one shot, he suddenly turned and repeatedly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Fang Zheng was like a nimble snake, twisting and turning in the grass, his form ever-changing and his speed astonishingly fast, as he dodged behind a tree.

"Phew..."

He exhaled a breath of turbid air, and a layer of cold sweat quietly appeared on his forehead.

Lowering his gaze to his right leg, there was an obvious graze where a bullet had narrowly missed.

Good grief!

No wonder he's the deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, truly insidious. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have already fallen.

Gun!

Even a Three Blood Martial Artist struggles to withstand its might.

'If I had known I'd encounter such a situation, I would have brought a gun too. Su Weijun didn't leave a single bullet.'

'Trouble!'

Su Weijun's group also had guns and crossbow arrows with short-range lethality comparable to pistols, but they weren't much of a threat.

He Jiangdong was different.

This man's shooting was remarkably proficient, almost unerring within ten meters, and earlier, he barely escaped being hit.

"Fang Zheng!"

Seeing Fang Zheng dodge the bullet, He Jiangdong's heart tightened with fear in his eyes.

So fast!

This guy is simply not human, with horrifyingly explosive speed, his agility surpassing even a monkey, able to dodge at such a close range.

How does he do it?

With thoughts swirling, he roared,

"What would it take for you to let this go?"

"Money!"

"I can give you money. The tens of millions from Longgang's severance pay is in my hands. As long as you say the word, the money is yours."

"President Zheng also has an overseas account with nearly a hundred million US Dollars. If you want, we can split it!"

He turned his gaze, tightened his grip on the gun, and earnestly said,

"Boss Fang, I sincerely want to befriend you. If you wish, I can go pay respects at your friend's grave."

"No need for that trouble." Fang Zheng slowly approached under the cover of trees, shouting,

"I'll take your head to pay respects to my friend."

"Swish!"

His figure flashed, appearing behind He Jiangdong, with the long saber behind him ringing out as it unsheathed, then disappearing behind the trees.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out but only hit the tree trunk.

Five shots!

Fang Zheng took a deep breath, pounced out again, and with a wave of his hand, several pebbles shot out, aimed at He Jiangdong's face.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

Eight shots!

Hiding once more behind the tree, Fang Zheng's heart pounded wildly, his entire body burning with Qi and Blood, with warmth emanating from his Five Viscera.

This grazing of life and death was thrillingly stimulating, causing every cell in his body to stir.

Various Martial Arts, Dharma Gates, and Force Manipulation techniques surfaced in his mind.

Refining the Internal Organs,

it seemed to have made some progress.

Fortunately, he hadn't stopped practicing Fishing Toad Force these days, giving his viscera great resilience, otherwise, it would have been truly perilous.

Once more!

"Swish!"

A shadow flickered.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out.

"Fang Zheng!"

Missing repeatedly, with fewer and fewer bullets in his pistol, He Jiangdong's expression turned to one of panic as he continuously retreated.

"Do you really intend to annihilate me?"

"I have money!"

"In Hai Province and Kyoto, I have a house each worth several tens of millions. Just say the word, and I'll transfer the ownership to you."

"Fang Zheng!"

He Jiangdong looked up, roaring angrily,

"Leave some room to maneuver, don't push me too far!"

Thirteen shots!

Fang Zheng seemed not to hear He Jiangdong's words, with the number of gunshots echoing in his mind as he closed in once more.

"Bang!"

"Click..."

He Jiangdong's pistol wasn't fully loaded. Accompanied by the clicking sound, his face turned deathly pale.

Opportunity!

Fang Zheng's eyes lit up as he lunged forward.

With his speed and the distance between them, even if He Jiangdong had a magazine on him, reloading time was ample.

Woosh...

He Jiangdong suddenly turned, raising his left hand slightly.

Damn!

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, his entire body recoiling, a chill rushing from his tailbone to his skull, leaving him momentarily frozen.

A second gun!

He Jiangdong actually had a second gun with him!

"Hmph!"

He Jiangdong sneered, the panic from his face disappearing, replaced with malice as he aimed at Fang Zheng and squeezed the trigger hard.

He not only had a second gun but had also practiced shooting with his left hand, just for such occasions.

Moreover,

even his earlier panic was feigned.

Everything,

led up to this moment.

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded.

"Zheng..."

At the same time as the gunshot, a resonant knife sound echoed through the space, and the surrounding branches and fallen leaves were repelled by Invisible Power.

One-Character Heart-Clearing Slash!

In an instant,

Fang Zheng saw nothing before him, time seemed to freeze, and only a speeding bullet approached his location.

Ding...

The long saber carved an arc in the air, striking the bullet with an incredible speed, after which the saber's light suddenly intensified.

The night,

abruptly lit up.

Fang Zheng heavily landed on the ground.

He Jiangdong's body went rigid, and he slowly lowered his head to look at the ground-bound Fang Zheng, his face full of shock and disbelief, speaking slowly,

"Such... fast saber."

As soon as the words left his mouth,

a bloody line appeared on his forehead, extending down to his crotch, splitting him clean in two.

"Thud!"

The two halves of the body fell simultaneously.

Fang Zheng lay on the ground, gazing up at the starry sky, his body completely exhausted, even moving a finger seemed tremendously difficult.