X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 213 - 208: Defying the Heavens

Under Alexander’s insistence, seven or eight black-clothed gunmen quickly searched through Catherine’s room, but except for the two ***** corpses on the bed, they did not find Kelly and the Asian man.

The black-clothed gunmen immediately fixed their sights on the inner room’s door, having searched everywhere else in this room except here.

"Go in, shoot to kill!" Alexander’s expression was extremely ferocious as he waved his hand.

The tall European gunmen blocked the door, kicking it, but it only opened a crack — something was clearly blocking it from the inside, further suggesting that people were hiding within.

"Fire!" A cold smile played at the corner of Alexander’s mouth as he gave the order.

The seven or eight black-clothed gunmen immediately raised their pistols, the crisp and clear sound of their slides clacking, followed by a barrage of reckless gunfire.

Bang bang bang!

The wooden door was instantly riddled with holes.

With a "bang," the black-clothed gunmen kicked down the broken door and stepped inside through the doorway.

After the sweeping gunfire, the room was in complete disarray, all furniture damaged beyond recognition. If anyone were hidden within, they’d have been instantly turned into a hornet’s nest by now.

The gunmen swayed in arrogantly, but at that moment, a swift gust of wind arose.

Within the swift wind was clearly the face of an Asian man, rushing directly towards them with the speed of lightning, terrifyingly fast.

Showing no mercy, Ye Tian was a blur of motion as he punched, striking the chest of the foremost black-clothed gunman fiercely.

Crack!!!

A splintering sound echoed as the gunman’s breastbone instantaneously shattered, the force penetrating his organs and bursting the fabric at his back.

Before the gunman could react, he was already taken down with one move. His imposing body flew backward, crashing into another gunman behind him whose bones crushed on impact, killing him instantly.

The confined space of Kelly’s room meant everything happened swiftly, with the gunmen behind failing to grasp the situation before two were already down.

Ye Tian advanced into the center of the black-clothed gunmen, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

Crack!

One gunman’s neck was brutally twisted till it snapped!

Bang!

Ye Tian’s fist burst another man’s head, spattering crimson brain matter everywhere.

Splurt!

Another gunman’s throat was torn open by Ye Tian, his bright red blood spraying like a fountain.

...

In the blink of an eye, five or six gunmen lay dead by Ye Tian’s hand, the remaining two or three completely terrorized.

Seeing their fellows’ blood and bodies coating the room, each of them collapsed to the ground.

They had killed people before, but they had never witnessed such a manner of killing — monstrous, insane, demonic!

This Asian man was a... monster!!!

These men, gazing at their comrades’ corpses, felt a chill shoot up from their feet to their foreheads, making their hair stand on end.

Especially when they saw Ye Tian’s bloodthirsty, crimson eyes, they felt as though their souls were slipping away, scrambling desperately out of Kelly’s room and back to Alexander, trembling and horror-stricken.

Alexander was stunned, then exploded in anger, "What happened to you all? Useless trash!"

He had been commanding from outside and hadn’t entered Kelly’s room, and of course, he couldn’t see Ye Tian’s terror and had no idea what had just occurred.

The few lucky survivors were terrified, falteringly explaining the situation, urging their boss to leave quickly. But it was too late, Ye Tian was slowly emerging from the doorway.

Seeing Ye Tian, fierceness flashed across Alexander’s face and without a second thought, he pointed his gun at Ye Tian and exclaimed, "I’ll kill you!"

As those words fell, Alexander did not hesitate and instantly pulled the trigger!

Bang!!!

The bullet spiraled out of the barrel, crossing the brief space of the room, heading straight for Ye Tian’s forehead.

Ye Tian’s expression unchanged, suddenly raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers pinched together in mid-air, and with a muffled bang, he astonishingly caught the bullet in flight.

"So you are Alexander?" Ye Tian glanced at the bullet and then coldly chuckled at Alexander and his men.

However, the smile on Ye Tian’s face, in the eyes of Alexander and his men, resembled the grin of a demon, chilling their bones!

How... How is this possible!!!

Alexander and his few men’s eyes bulged, their faces filled with horror at the scene before them.

Catching a bullet with his bare hands? Impossible, a hallucination, it must be a hallucination!

Alexander and the gunmen were simultaneously stunned, a torrential wave of panic flooding their hearts, their legs growing weak.

"He... he actually caught the bullet!" Alexander’s lips trembled, unable to believe his own eyes.

"Chinese kung fu, it’s definitely Chinese kung fu!" the black-clothed gunmen cried out in panic, each so frightened they nearly wet themselves.

Ye Tian frowned, and spoke icily, "I’ll ask you one last time, are you, or are you not, Alexander?"

Thump!

At Ye Tian’s words, sounding like a clap of thunder, his legs gave way, and he instantly knelt on the ground.

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Alexander’s forehead. He replied with a pale face, "It was... me."

"Well then, you can meet God now!"

Ye Tian’s expression was ice-cold, his gaze utterly devoid of mercy. At that moment, his index finger flicked slightly, and the bullet at his fingertip shot out instantly.

Whoosh!!!

Alexander’s body shuddered and he fell to the ground, blood flowing from a small hole in his forehead, quickly forming a large pool.

With the boss dead like that, the remaining gunmen scattered to save their lives. By now, even a fool could see that this Asian man was a master, easily catching bullets and killing with a wave of his hand, an existence too terrifying to provoke.

"Offended me and still think you can escape? Naive!"

Ye Tian snorted coldly, casually picked up a toothpick from the ground, and shot it out using the inner martial arts technique for throwing hidden weapons.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The sharp, short bamboo picks pierced through the air, producing a terrifying blast. They struck directly at the hearts of the black-clothed gunmen. The sound of thuds was heard as the bamboo picks entered from their backs and exited through their chests, their momentum carrying them deep into the wall.

The black-clothed gunmen fell one by one, all dead.

Even though they were already dead, the fear that remained in their eyes was terrifying, as if they had seen a ghost.

Effortlessly wiping out these men, Ye Tian dusted off the dust on his hands and scoffed coldly.

A panicky Kelly came out of the bedroom, saw the room full of dead bodies and bloodstains, and immediately covered her mouth, disbelief written all over her face, "This... did you do all this? Oh my God, you really are an incredible hero!"

Having said that, Kelly ran to embrace Ye Tian, kissing him on the face. Western women are open and generous and like men with great power; Kelly was no exception.

After these events, Ye Tian had grown quite fond of Kelly, no longer as guarded as before; he wrapped his arms around Kelly’s slender waist, kissed her deeply, and said in fluent Spanish, "It’s not safe here anymore. I’ll take you away from here. Would you like that?"

"I would," Kelly cheerfully agreed.

Soon, a big fire started in the apartment, turning all traces inside to ashes.

Carrying a rosewood case, Ye Tian left the apartment with Kelly and booked a presidential suite at a high-end hotel at another part of the city.

The luxurious large bed room was opulently decorated, the floor covered with Scottish wool carpets, the tableware on the tables made of sterling silver, even the bathroom faucets had gold inlays.

Kelly, happy as a little bird in the woods, chirped around the room and joyfully said, "Ye, I love you!" She already knew Ye Tian’s name by then.

Ye Tian smiled faintly, noncommittally.

The phrase "I love you" indeed came easily from a Western girl’s mouth. Although materialistic and pragmatic, they knew right from wrong, understood who treated them well, and knew whom to thank.

"I’m going to take a shower. Wait here for me; I’ll be right back," Kelly said to Ye Tian, tossing him a flirtatious look.

She was straightforward in her dealings, never coy; she knew what it meant to take a shower and come back, clearer than anyone, that being with a mysterious and powerful man like Ye Tian was the dream she pursued.

After all, every girl dreams of a Prince Charming.

Kelly didn’t know what Prince Charming was supposed to look like, but she was sure that Ye Tian was no less impressive than any Prince Charming. She could search the whole world and still not find anyone better than Ye Tian.

Ye Tian couldn’t help but give a wry smile, "Being too handsome is a curse; wherever I go, I attract attention. If handsomeness were a crime, I’d be guilty beyond measure."

When Kelly finished her bath, it was already eight in the evening. Ye Tian was sitting at the dining table having dinner. Looking at the table full of delicious food, Kelly happily wrapped her arms around his neck, expressed her heartfelt thanks, and then ate to her heart’s content.

During that time, the two drank a bottle of Chivas. A flush of red adorned Kelly’s cheeks, enhancing her allure.

It is often said that alcohol inflames the passions — this is no mere saying.

Once they were full and satisfied, they discarded any unnecessary chatter. Everything was understood in their silence, and they went straight to the large water bed.

Two lonely and restless hearts ignited, embarking on tireless pleasures.

That night, they indulged in extreme bliss.

At three in the morning, Ye Tian ceased his endeavors. Kelly, with her face blushing, cuddled into his arms and slowly drifted to sleep. When she woke, it was already three in the afternoon; she had slept for twelve whole hours, more soundly than she ever had before.

When Kelly awoke, Ye Tian was gone, and the rosewood box had disappeared with him.

"He’s gone." Kelly sat alone on the edge of the bed, her tears born of longing.

Ye Tian had left. There was a letter on the nightstand. Kelly opened it and read it closely. Tears uncontrollably rolled down her cheeks, wetting the letter.

"Goodbye, Kelly. You were my only friend in Chile. Go chase your dreams, show the world your violin. You are the best, and you will succeed. Love, Ye Tian."

Apart from this letter, Ye Tian had also left behind a bank card. The amount of money in it wasn’t much, but it was enough for Kelly’s future life, enough for her to pursue her dreams at WYN and XN.

"Ye, I will never forget you, never." Kelly shed tears of deep affection.

At this moment, Ye Tian was sitting on a plane from Chile to Capital City.

In first class, a flight attendant pushed a cart and asked the passengers if they needed any drinks. Ye Tian, with headphones on, stared out the window at the vast white clouds, the rosewood box quietly leaning next to the seat, never left behind.

"Sir, would you like a drink? We have mineral water, whisky, juice..." the flight attendant asked Ye Tian with a smile.

Ye Tian shook his head, about to refuse, when suddenly a severe pain surged in his chest. He spat out fresh blood with a "wah," splattering the flight attendant’s face and clothes.

"Ah!" The flight attendant screamed in shock, having never encountered such a situation before.

Ye Tian flicked his wrist, and three Dragon-whisker Needles shot into his body, striving to suppress the excruciating pain brought by the Crystal Ball. His face gradually contorted, but the heart-wrenching pain still tore through his body, making it terribly uncomfortable.

With a hiss, the tough man gasped sharply. Ye Tian finally understood what it meant to neither live nor be able to die.

"Damn hell beast, I swear, I will kill you!" Ye Tian roared in his heart. ƒгeewebnovёl_com