Chapter 124 - 123: [With All Due Respect, Everyone Here Is Trash]

Chapter 124: Chapter 123: [With All Due Respect, Everyone Here Is Trash]

’Could it be that the Gluttonous King not only hired Mr. Men to kill me, but also sent another group?’

’Fucking hell! Is this ever going to end?!’

Then, He Xiaotian thought of a very serious problem. ’Are there humans living in the Netherworld?’

He looked at the four burly, barrel-chested men across from him. They didn’t have the slightest hint of a cold, sinister aura.

On the contrary, their vitality and spirit far surpassed that of an ordinary person.

He could even faintly hear the sound of blood surging through their bodies.

"Kill!"

The word had barely been spoken when the four men lunged forward in an instant.

The steel blades in their hands attacked him from high, middle, and low angles.

"Get lost!"

He Xiaotian’s explosive roar was the Vajra Lion’s Roar.

Over two hundred years of Inner Strength erupted magnificently. The phantom of a golden lion materialized as a violent shockwave swept out in all directions.

The four men’s eardrums buzzed, and their minds felt like they were about to explode in a state of confusion.

Furthermore, their courage was shaken to varying degrees. If not for the fact that their master’s orders were absolute, they probably would have turned and fled right then and there.

"Die!"

He Xiaotian shot forward like a cannonball, raising his twin hammers high in the air.

One could only imagine that when he landed, the blow would be earth-shattering.

At that moment, he was confident he could smash even an armored vehicle to pieces with a single strike, let alone a mere human.

"BOOM!!"

The heavy hammers, wreathed in cyan flames, slammed violently into the ground, then detonated like high explosives.

He Xiaotian retracted his hammers, his brow furrowed.

Because at that critical moment, the burly man with the steel blade had shown no panic.

He had slashed at the hammer’s head with his blade, using the force of the impact to flip backward and retreat, dodging the fatal blow.

From this move alone, it was clear that this man’s combat experience was far superior to his own.

"What a monster! To think a Martial Artist from the mortal world could cultivate to such a level. No wonder the Master sent the four of us—Third Grade Martial Artists, with me being at the peak of Third Grade—to kill you."

The man clutched the steel blade, which was now just a hilt, a look of awe on his face.

He knew perfectly well that he had only survived thanks to the combat experience he’d gained from years of fighting all sorts of ghouls and monstrosities in the Netherworld!

At the same time, he felt bitter. ’How the hell am I supposed to fight this?’

’Our strength is completely mismatched. I only made brief contact with the hammer.’

’But my standard-issue longsword, forged from refined steel, shattered in an instant, leaving only the hilt.’

’And my right arm is already numb.’

With his control over his body as a peak Third Grade expert, he could clearly feel that all the channels within his arm had ruptured.

Right now, with one arm basically useless, what could he possibly fight with?

’Is the Master sure he sent us to assassinate him, and not just to feed him kills?’

He Xiaotian was surprised. He could actually understand what this man was saying. 𝑓𝑟ℯℴ𝓂

’Don’t tell me they also speak Chinese in the Netherworld?’

’No, the way this man speaks is a bit strange, all garbled.’

’But why can I understand him?’

He didn’t press the attack. Instead, he stood his ground and asked a question.

"Master? Are you the Gluttonous King’s run... dog?"

As soon as He Xiaotian spoke, he wanted to slap his forehead at the end of his sentence.

’Just because I can understand them doesn’t mean they can understand Chinese!’

But then he realized the words that came out of his mouth were also the garbled language of the Netherworld.

’Damn it, when did I learn this?’

In the Cleaner conference room, everyone fell silent, including Deputy Minister Roger.

If they hadn’t misheard, X’s pronunciation seemed to be identical to that of the man who called himself Tang En.

’When the hell did this bastard learn a foreign language?’

"Don’t you dare compare us from the Gate of Greed with those cannibalistic freaks from the Gourmet Kitchen." The leader’s face was full of disgust, clearly despising the Gluttonous King’s subordinates.

"Not the Gluttonous King? Then you must be Mr. Men’s watchdogs, right?"

He Xiaotian held a huge grudge against Mr. Men.

Anyone who’d been backed into a corner, unable to talk back, would be frustrated.

"Silence!" "Insolent!"

The four of them roared in unison, their anger palpable, as if He Xiaotian had committed some heinous act of treason.

"Heh heh, with all due respect, Mr. Men seems to have underestimated me, Zheng Peng!"

This bastard He Xiaotian still refused to reveal his own identity, doing his best to sling mud at the real Zheng Peng, who was lying in the infirmary.

The leader’s expression instantly became a sight to behold.

Those words sounded an awful lot like he was being called useless.

But he couldn’t refute it, because from any angle, he really did look the part.

"Don’t get me wrong. I’m not targeting you. I’m saying that everyone here is trash."

He Xiaotian explained, watching the burly man with the broken blade whose expression kept changing.

After saying that line, he felt a thrill from head to toe.

That legendary, badass quote from the Broken Water Flow senior brother had finally come out of his own mouth!

"I’m going to flay you alive!"

The burly man couldn’t take it anymore. He’d never met someone so insulting.

The big guy in front of him holding two hammers had such a venomous tongue!

He casually threw the hilt, sending it whistling through the air toward He Xiaotian’s lower body.

At the same time, he lunged forward, his left palm forming a claw as he grabbed for He Xiaotian’s face.

The other three also moved in to attack at the same time.

’Stalwart Stone Aegis!’

"BOOM!"

A phantom giant boulder materialized, encasing He Xiaotian completely.

The hilt, the flesh-claw, and the steel blades were all blocked.

’Gold-Melting Flame!’

The cyan flames flared up, spreading out in an instant.

The next moment, the three Martial Artists from the Netherworld discovered that their longswords, forged from refined steel, had melted into puddles of molten iron in the blink of an eye.

"Told you you were trash, but you wouldn’t believe me."

He Xiaotian narrowed his eyes, feeling immense joy in his heart.

’Earlier, at Hotel 404, I’d harvested the remnants of the Gourmet Kitchen’s forces, killing four extraordinaries and gaining Experie... I mean, joy.’

’Then I took care of a bunch of miscellaneous monstrosities and gained another batch of Exper... joy.’

’Now, four of Mr. Men’s pathetically weak underlings have suddenly appeared.’

’And from what they said, I know they are all Third Grade Martial Artists.’

’Even though I’m not sure what rank these grunts hold in the Netherworld...’

’I’m sure that after killing them, I’ll get another hefty sum of Experience Points, which I can use for the secret manual coming back from XZ.’

’This, too, is joy!!’

’Besides, the feeling of hammering ghosts can’t compare to hammering people.’

’Four times the joy stacked together is way more satisfying than a massage!’

Meanwhile, the Cleaner conference room was in awe of the power of his flames.

The temperature required to melt gold and cast iron is extraordinarily high.

They never expected X to be constantly improving, at a rate even faster than the elite agents the Cleaners were pouring all their resources into.

"Are you ready to die a horrible death beneath my heavy hammers?"

Holy crap!

That question, combined with He Xiaotian’s body full of python-like muscles and the brutal-looking hammers in his hands, did more than just make one’s scalp tingle.

"Run!"

The man with the crippled arm turned and fled without a moment’s hesitation.

Though he was loyal to his Master, in the face of death, he still chose to save his own skin.

A person only has hope as long as they’re alive.

Once you’re dead, you’re worthless.

This was the ultimate truth of life he had learned in the Gate of Greed.

Loyalty?

To hell with it!

The other three stared dumbfounded at their fleeing teammate, utterly stunned.

Among the four of them, he had always been the most loyal and devoted.

And yet, he was the first one to run!

He Xiaotian licked his lips. ’This bastard is indeed fast.’

’But he’s still a far cry from me with my four stacked Qinggong techniques.’

’Run?’

’Hilarious!’

"Little baby, here I come!"

The moment he finished speaking, the ground beneath his feet exploded again, sending rubble flying.

He shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, soaring through the air after the fleeing man.

In mid-air, he raised his twin hammers high, his body bent like a fully drawn war bow.

Wreathed in a furious, cruel aura, he brought a hammer crashing down from above.

The burly man sensed the intense whistling sound behind him and immediately turned his head to look.

And then, his eyes widened in horror.

A massive iron hammer grew larger and larger in his vision.