God-Level All-rounder Expert-Chapter 623 - 692, Your Older Sister, I’m Here

A helicopter soared through the night sky.

This helicopter was different from police helicopters; it was a military one, its body covered in camouflaging colors that nearly blended it into the darkness of the night if there weren’t any lights.

The door of the helicopter was open, and the strong winds caused by the rapid spinning of the rotor blades, along with the night wind, whipped a woman’s hair into disarray.

The woman’s face was seductively beautiful but as cold as ice. At this moment, she wore a chilling smile, taking in everything happening on the rooftop below.

A chubby man leaned in and whispered, "Yuying sister, the situation below is very complex, and the battle is at a stalemate. I think it’s better if we don’t go down."

"Speak up, you motherfucker!" Fang Yuying turned her face towards him, her eyes sharp as swords.

Song Wuliang shivered and then shouted, "Brother Yi is in trouble, I will definitely give my full support!"

Fang Yuying patted Song Wuliang on the shoulder, revealing a smile that could enchant all living beings and said, "That’s more like it, Fatty. You go down first."

"Ah?!" Song Wuliang’s face turned pale.

Fang Yuying didn’t care about any of that. She turned to look at an old man sitting serenely inside and said, "Mr. Zhang, I may need your help in a bit."

Mr. Zhang chuckled and replied, "Alright."

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Fang Yi’s right arm grew rapidly stiff, as the poison from the Gu began to spread throughout his limb. He immediately began circulating the "Evil Desire Scripture" with his True Qi to resist.

The old crone seemed to see through him, saying, "Young man, stop wasting your effort. Not many can survive after being struck by my Gu, and the more you exercise your True Qi, the faster the poison will spread."

Fang Yi looked at the old crone, who wore a terrifying smile, and said calmly, "I won’t even ask why you, a stranger with no grievances against me, want to harm me. I just want to know if you’ve lived all these years only to become a dog in the end. They say a woman’s heart is the most poisonous—I suppose you don’t have one anymore."

The old crone chuckled, "Sharp tongue you have there. You’re right, I’ve lived over a hundred years and have no heart left. Young man, your life is worth a hundred million in cash. Today, I’ll take your life and consider it a favor you owe me."

Fang Yi began to feel his body weaken as Black Prison plummeted straight down, cracking the concrete floor upon impact.

With Black Prison propping him up, Fang Yi stood unyielding and said calmly, "Sorry, if you want my life, come and take it yourself!"

"Confidence in a young man is a good thing, but too much of it is not," the old crone said.

A rustling sound arose from the ground.

"Ah! So many insects!" Huo Xiaoxuan’s scream echoed.

In the urgent situation, Huo Xiaoxuan flung herself onto Li Xue.

Li Xue was also frightened but instinctively held Huo Xiaoxuan close. The two girls huddled together, a pitiful and charming sight.

The ground was swarming with insects – black scorpions, centipedes, golden beetles, and others. Alone they might not be frightening, but together, they were enough to make one’s scalp tingle with fear.

Yet, strangely, the Gu insects seemed controlled and did not attack Li Xue or Huo Xiaoxuan. Instead, they circled Fang Yi, making the old crone’s intentions clear.

The old crone said, "Young man, will you slit your own throat, or shall I take your life for you?" Her voice was raspy, like claws scraping.

"I’ve said it before; if you want my life, you’ll have to take it yourself," Fang Yi replied calmly, still composed.

The old crone said nothing but glanced sideways at Mao Yanfeng, who coldly chuckled, "I understand."

"Fang Yi, your life is mine," Mao Yanfeng had already seen that Fang Yi was affected by the Gu Poison, his strength greatly diminished, and even moving was difficult—he was like a fish on the chopping board, utterly defenseless.

Mao Yanfeng advanced towards Fang Yi as the insects under the old crone’s control parted to clear a path for him.

With half a gun in his hand, Mao Yanfeng’s eyes gleamed with a jeering light. In his view, Fang Yi was as good as dead.

Black Prison stood upright on the ground, and Fang Yi’s hand gripping the hilt suddenly moved, causing the staff to emit a powerful vibration.

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"If you have the guts, come on," Fang Yi said these four words, as cold as ice.

"I don’t believe you can turn the tables," Mao Yanfeng said with contempt.

Indeed, by this point, the other party had virtually surrendered, and if he still couldn’t kill him now, he might as well crash into a block of tofu and die!

Mao Yanfeng slowly approached, still maintaining a certain level of caution, as he vaguely felt Fang Yi wouldn’t easily give up without a fight. freēwēbnovel.com

But at this moment, a loud cry suddenly erupted.

"Ah!!!!"

The cry startled Mao Yanfeng as it sounded like a pig being slaughtered; he realized it was coming from above and looked up.

In the instant that Mao Yanfeng looked up, he saw a huge butt descending from the sky, bearing down on him.

"Uh... err..."

Mao Yanfeng’s face was covered by the massive butt, and the person who descended from the sky was a sensation, his entrance unique and imaginative.

The online barrage went wild.

"Holy crap, 66666..."

"With just a butt cheek, he took down a master, this one must be a master among masters!"

"Look at his robust physique, full of masculine charm... uh, this bro has a uniquely dashing style."

Although the online comments were filled with praise, at this moment, the main character’s plump face was pale, with large beads of sweat rolling down his fatty cheeks, swallowing saliva nervously, it was obvious that he was baffled and frightened.

After a long time, Song Wuliang leaped to his feet.

"Wow, my momma, thank goodness my butt is big enough," Song Wuliang said with relief.

After all, Mao Yanfeng was holding half a gun barrel, and if it had poked out...

The old woman and the girl behind her were speechless, and Mao Yanfeng, who got up from the ground, was even more speechless, his head bloody with a gash at the back of his skull.

Mao Yanfeng staggered to his feet, glaring at Song Wuliang, gritting his teeth and saying, "Who the hell are you!" He felt that anyone who could drop from the sky must be a master.

"Are you asking me?" Song Wuliang stood beside Fang Yi, chuckled, and said to Mao Yanfeng, "I’m your uncle once removed, and this gentleman beside me is your granduncle."

Mao Yanfeng’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot as he charged toward Song Wuliang.

Right at this moment, a figure descended from the sky.

This was an elderly man, with a white beard, giving off the aura of an immortal.

The half of the gun barrel Mao Yanfeng had thrust out was pinched between the old man’s two fingers, and no matter how Mao Yanfeng struggled, the old man’s fingers did not budge, and his body was just as immovable as a rock.

Mao Yanfeng’s face showed terror, the strength in the old man’s fingers was frightening.

"Members of the White Lotus Sect, do you really think you’re beyond control?" the elder flicked his fingers.

Mao Yanfeng was seen being flung away, crashing into a wall, which trembled from the impact.

"Holy shit, that’s awesome!" Song Wuliang exclaimed in admiration.

"Who is this senior?" Fang Yi asked.

"He came with Yuying, his name is Zhang Lao." Having said that, Song Wuliang seemed to recall something, "Crap, Yuying was so unkind to kick me down while she actually descends in a helicopter."

A helicopter gently landed on the rooftop, and Fang Yuying got out of the helicopter, waving towards Fang Yi’s side, "Hey, little brother, your big sis is here."

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