Somewhere at Qingchuan Airport, Long Haotian was still waiting for his killing team. He felt a bit frustrated. He just couldn't understand where his killing team members had gone. Why had he waited so long without seeing a single person?
"Hey, who is it?"
Long Haotian casually answered the phone next to him. His tone was somewhat impatient due to the long wait.
"Dead son-in-law, how dare you talk to me like that? Where are you slacking off right now?! Don't you know that our Gong family has dozens of toilets waiting for you to clean?!"
"Grass not cut, ground not mopped, dog not fed, all you do is slack off all day!"
"You're just a poor guy who came out of a shabby place, all you know is to be lazy! Being able to step into the Gong family's door is your fortune from eight lifetimes, yet you don't cherish your current days at all!"
"Enough, you don't need to explain anything to me."
"If I don't see you back to work in ten minutes, just wait to be kicked out of the Gong family!"
The sharp and harsh voice of his mother-in-law roared through the phone like a fierce tiger. Long Haotian's face turned pale, and he trembled all over. Just as he was about to retort, he realized the call had already ended, leaving him no chance to speak!
Frustration!
He was utterly frustrated!
"How can I get back to the Gong family in ten minutes? Does she think I'm Iron Man who can fly?!"
Long Haotian wanted to smash his phone on the ground to express his anger. But thinking about this being his last phone and his meager pocket money...
He could only suppress this impulse and instead punched the wall beside him!
"Damn it, you're just a mother-in-law, what are you so arrogant about? One day, I will make you pay for this!"
"In less than a year, I will be able to rise up!"
"Those who dare to insult me now, I will definitely repay them double or even a hundredfold!"
"And where the hell is my killing team?! How dare they make me wait so long; this is outrageous!"
Long Haotian's eyes turned blood red, filled with rage. A typical case of taking out his frustrations on those he could bully after being wronged by someone he couldn't offend!
"Lord Dragon King!"
Just as he spoke, a group of familiar faces rushed over from a distance! To increase their speed, they even used their internal energy and lightness skills!
"You guys really don't take me, the Dragon King, seriously!"
"If there's something going on... couldn't you have notified me in advance?"
He initially wanted to explode in anger, but thinking about how he would need to rely on them in the near future, his tone unconsciously softened.
'Be angry! Smile! Don't be angry! Keep smiling...'
He silently told himself. However, when he looked up, he noticed something seemed off. Why did all his killing team members look so aggressive, and why did they seem to be holding weapons?
What was going on? Was there an enemy nearby?
Long Haotian was completely confused.
"Lord Dragon King, we are here to cut you! Let us cut you!"
The burly man at the front raised his Damascus knife and shouted angrily.
What? They came to 'see' me with knives?
Long Haotian was even more bewildered. Was this some new trend of greeting?
But he liked it! It was hardcore, it was iron-blooded! It matched his tall and imposing demeanor!
"Welcome, everyone!"
Long Haotian flashed a devilishly charming smile while opening his arms. But instead of the expected embrace, what came was an extremely sharp Damascus knife!
Slash!
In the midst of Long Haotian's devilish smile, he widened his terrified eyes, watching helplessly as the knife swiftly fell onto his arm.
Then, his own arm was brutally... chopped off!
Now, not only was there a drama called "Rampage" in another world, but his blood was also gushing out uncontrollably!
"Ahhh!!!"
"What are you doing, oh no~~"
Long Haotian, now missing a limb, let out a scream that rivaled a top soprano.
He looked at his arm that had fallen to the ground, and with the intense pain, it was about to drown out his remaining consciousness!
Previously, he had his cultivation ruined by Mu An and was forced to start cultivating again. Even though his progress was rapid, he was still only at the peak of the Ming level.
He was no match for the members of his killing god team, all of whom were at the Dark level! It was completely normal for him to be caught off guard and get slashed!
Not only that, but the attacks from the other members of the killing god team also arrived. Despite Long Haotian instinctively twisting his body in a flamboyant manner, he still got injured in several places.
Some slashed his thigh, some his forehead, and some his waist. There was even one outrageous guy who wanted to slash his rear! This was really too much, too absurd, and too perverted!
"What are you all doing? Are you rebelling?!!"
Long Haotian was in a sorry state and extremely furious. He couldn't understand why his killing god team was attacking him!
Could it be that they wanted to rebel? But there was no time to think; he immediately exploded with rage, picked up his pitiful severed arm, and created some distance. He also quickly pressed on the acupoints to stop the bleeding.
Otherwise, with this amount of blood loss, he might soon become the first unfortunate protagonist in a feel-good novel world to die from excessive bleeding!
"Lord Dragon King, this isn't our fault!"
"Someone said to give him face and let us cut you!"
"We can only give him face and cut you; otherwise, it wouldn't make sense!"
"So can we ask you to let us cut you a bit more?"
The burly man innocently shrugged his shoulders. He raised his blood-stained and slightly rusty big knife again, seemingly ready to slash again in the next second!
Long Haotian: ???
Long Haotian was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. What the hell was going on? Whose face was so big that if he said to give it, you all had to give it?! You say to cut me, and you really come to cut me?!
Also, it turns out that the 'cut' he understood before was not the same as the 'look'! He couldn't help but cast an inquiring glance at the brainiac in the killing god team, the skinny young man with gold-rimmed glasses.
The skinny young man pushed up his glasses and said very seriously, "From a general rational perspective, that's indeed the case!"
"Someone said to give him face; as the famous killing god team, we can't not give it, right?!"
Pfft—
Long Haotian was so furious that he spat out another mouthful of blood. He was about to lose it. What kind of brain-dead people were in his killing god team?!
"You want face, right? Then what about my face as the Dragon King? Will you give it?!"
"I want you to give me face and stop this foolish behavior! I am the captain you should give face to the most!"
Long Haotian's face was dark.
He had to say that he seemed to be pushed to the brink by his own killing god team! If they continued to 'cut' him, he really might not be able to withstand it! But under Long Haotian's shocked gaze, the burly man seriously shook his head, refusing this request.
"We promised the other party first; even if we want to give you face, we have to give the other party face first!"
The skinny young man nodded in agreement.
"From a general rational perspective, our killing god team is trustworthy and cannot go back on our word!"
Give face and still have to prioritize?
And it can't go back on its word?!
Long Haotian was about to go crazy from anger.
Now he was not only bleeding from his wounds but also bleeding from his seven orifices due to rage!
I'm tired; just destroy it!
Hurry up!!!