Chapter 31

Facing the crisis, Su Xing became increasingly calm, his mind working at a rapid pace.

"There's no time to formulate a complete plan; we can only take it one step at a time." Su Xing looked at the two demons outside the courtyard, his eyes gradually turning cold, his words dripping with icy menace: "It's not so easy to take over someone else's nest!"

"There's no time to deal with the Bugatti Veyron now; I'll have to face it head-on." Su Xing rubbed his temples, and the moment his hand dropped, his previously calm gaze turned razor-sharp, like a knife, or a venomous snake.

He used some self-suggestion to change his state, shedding his usual facade. Now, Su Xing was the heaven-level assassin who once struck fear into the hearts of many!

"Since the two demons are not familiar with the house's layout, I'll use this to my advantage and ambush them." Su Xing's lips curled into a cold smile. He moved nimbly, like a sleek cat, silently circling around to the back door, using the shadows to render himself invisible, gradually approaching the two demons.

Crouching in the bushes, the two demons were completely unaware, conversing with each other. Su Xing remained hidden, waiting for the right moment to strike.

"Those ghost hunters are really persistent. We barely escaped from prison, and with the vast Yin神州, I thought we could live freely, but we're still trapped within the boundaries of Fengdu!" the butcher-like demon cursed.

"If it weren't for the recent major events in the underworld and the significant reassignment of the guards, the powerful ghost hunters wouldn't have been called away, and we wouldn't have escaped from prison. If they finish their business and have free hands again, we'll really be in a hopeless situation!" the other demon, whose body was covered in black iron, said, his voice muffled by the metal.

"Ah, it's been a long time since I've killed anyone. If I could slip out of the Ghost Gate and enter the human world, that would be great," the butcher demon suddenly sighed.

The iron-clad demon, whose expression was hidden, said coldly, "Enough. The Ghost Gate is guarded by the ten great ghost kings and a million ghost soldiers. Slipping out of the Ghost Gate and sneaking into the human world is harder than climbing to heaven. If we can escape from Fengdu, the vast Yin神州 will be ours to roam. If we're caught by the ghost hunters, we'll face the eighteen levels of hell, worse than death!"

"Ah, just hearing about the eighteen levels of hell makes my teeth, stomach, and entire body ache," the butcher demon sighed, dejectedly walking back.

"Wait!" the iron-clad demon suddenly called out.

"What is it?" the butcher demon turned back and asked.

"There's an extra car in the garage!" the iron-clad demon said in a cold, metallic voice, his words sending a chill through the air.

Hiding in the bushes, Su Xing's pupils suddenly constricted, almost bursting out to attack, but he held back, his heart sinking.

"This is a modern car, just a piece of metal, right?" the butcher demon saw the Bugatti Veyron parked in the garage and sneered.

"You don't appreciate it!" the iron-clad demon snorted, his iron face scanning the surroundings as if searching for something.

"What are you so tense about? There's no one around!" the butcher demon said nonchalantly, then grinned ferociously, "If we find the original owner of the house, we'll tear him apart, hehehe..."

"The original owner isn't the problem; it's the ghost hunters he might attract. That would be troublesome," the iron-clad demon said, walking towards the garage.

Hidden in the grass, Su Xing was on high alert, analyzing the information from the demons' conversation.

The butcher demon seemed to be from ancient times, arrogant and self-important, while the iron-clad demon appeared to be from modern times, cautious and fond of sports cars.

Based on this initial information, Su Xing tried to find the demons' weaknesses and plan to take them down one by one.

"A limited edition Bugatti Veyron, indeed a fine car, especially in the underworld, it's a rare treasure!" the iron-clad demon circled the Bugatti Veyron, his hand caressing the sleek black body, unable to let go.

What is he planning to do? Su Xing wondered.

"Tsk, the owner must have loved this Bugatti Veyron. Pity, pity..." the iron-clad demon clicked his tongue and shook his head, while the butcher demon watched coldly, sneering.

"Pity, I'm going to smash it!" the iron-clad demon's voice suddenly turned cold, his hammer-like arm lifting and smashing into the front of the Bugatti Veyron!

"Bang!"

The front of the Bugatti Veyron instantly dented, as if the sturdy body were made of paper, unable to withstand a single blow.

"Indeed, smashing a luxury car feels the best!" the iron-clad demon exclaimed, his iron face expressionless, his arms like mechanical limbs, smashing the Bugatti Veyron with a ferocious intensity, the previous tenderness now replaced by a cruel grin.

Su Xing's eyelids twitched, almost rushing out. He bit his lip, his heart bleeding. This was a limited edition Bugatti Veyron, priceless in the underworld, and it had been smashed by the iron-clad demon after only a few days of use!

My Bugatti Veyron! You'll pay for this! I'll find a chance to get back at you and smash you just like the Bugatti Veyron!

Su Xing gritted his teeth, making a solemn vow in his heart, his eyes red with rage, his hatred deep as the sea.

After a fierce beating, the iron-clad demon let out a comfortable sigh, stretching his mechanical arms and grabbing the now-wrecked Bugatti Veyron. With a roar, the Bugatti Veyron made a grating sound, slowly deforming.

Finally, with a "bang," the iron-clad demon threw it away, and it landed with a "thud," the once-magnificent Bugatti Veyron now a pile of scrap metal.

"Done playing?" the butcher demon, who had been watching, asked.

"Relieved!" the iron-clad demon laughed, looking around again, muttering, "It seems there really is no one around. The owner of the house must be out."

"He left the car here, so he'll definitely be back soon. We'll ambush him and tear him apart. I wonder what his reaction will be when he sees his beloved car like this. It should be quite entertaining!" the butcher demon laughed, saying.

"I need a skin!" the iron-clad demon said coldly.

"Ha, I'm good at skinning! The skin is freshest when taken from a living body!" the butcher demon said, the conversation between the two demons sending shivers down the spine, the cold air seeping through the bones.

Hiding in the bushes, Su Xing's gaze grew colder, his mind clearer, his eyes like a venomous snake, his tongue flicking out, ready to strike.

"There must be a better opportunity!" Su Xing said to himself, always looking for the best chance.

Opportunities were many, but the best ones were fleeting, with great risks. They might have passed or might not have come yet, all depending on Su Xing's instincts and experience.

His body gradually arched, his back like a dragon, explosive power building up, his force soul wheels spinning, maximizing his strength!

Everything was ready, only the wind was missing!

Su Xing sensed that the best opportunity was not far away!

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from outside the courtyard.

Not good!

Su Xing's pupils constricted, and he made a split-second decision, leaping out of the bushes like a cheetah, pouncing on his prey.

The two demons were distracted by the rumbling sound outside, turning their heads to look. At that moment, a gust of wind swept in, and Su Xing pounced, his nine force soul wheels spinning rapidly, amplifying his strength several times, generating immense power. His fist, as large as a wok, smashed into the butcher demon!

"Damn!" the butcher demon cried out, his face changing, twisting his massive body. Despite his sharp senses, he managed to avoid the critical hit!

Su Xing's eyes widened. Although the butcher demon's reaction was unexpected, he remained resolute, his punch even more powerful, the sound of the wind splitting audible.

"Bang!"

The punch, weighing thousands of pounds, landed solidly on the butcher demon's shoulder, the powerful impact tearing off a chunk of flesh the size of a bowl.

"Ah, damn you!" the butcher demon screamed in pain, rolling away, while Su Xing did not pursue, knowing the next hit would be harder to land. Instead, he kicked out, aiming for the still-dazed iron-clad demon!

The wind howled as Su Xing twisted his waist, his basic training from the past few days showing its worth. His entire body's strength was channeled into his leg, a whip-like kick slicing through the air and landing on the iron-clad demon's neck.

"Bang... Boom!" the iron-clad demon was sent flying, drawing a perfect parabola in the air before crashing into the bushes, toppling a tree the size of a bowl.

In an instant, the brief confrontation left one demon injured and the other barely alive, with Su Xing taking the upper hand.

However, Su Xing did not relax, knowing that his advantage was based on the element of surprise. The next step would be a direct confrontation with the two demons!

"Su Xing, if you're not here, I'll start causing trouble!" Hong Yu pouted, storming in, fuming.

"Whoosh"

Their gazes, as solid as reality, fell on Hong Yu.

Hong Yu was stunned. Entering the courtyard, she not only saw Su Xing, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, but also a butcher-like ghost, and their gazes were all on her.

"What's wrong? Is my makeup smudged?" Hong Yu touched her face, asking.

"No," Su Xing shook his head, "I just think you came at a bad time."

"Is that so?" Hong Yu was confused, completely unaware of the situation.

Su Xing nodded, keeping an eye on the butcher demon as he moved towards Hong Yu.

"Be careful, they're demons!"

"Demons? Ah!" Hong Yu was startled, screaming and grabbing Su Xing's shoulders, "You mean they're demons?!"

"Isn't it obvious? Do they need to write 'I am a demon' on their faces?" Su Xing said helplessly, noting that Hong Yu didn't seem afraid, but rather excited.

"Ouch, that hurts!" the iron-clad demon, rubbing his chin, emerged from the bushes, covered in broken branches and leaves.

"Demons, the rewards from the Ghost Office are quite substantial!" Hong Yu's bright eyes sparkled as she looked at the butcher demon and the iron-clad demon, seeing them as piles of ghost coins and ghost qi pills.