Chapter 227 - 186: The Bad Guy Who Likes to Do Good

Chapter 227: Chapter 186: The Bad Guy Who Likes to Do Good

Groping from afar.

Plenty of people had done it, but very few were brazen enough to do it in public.

This current situation...

Pfft.

The next moment.

Before Xia Yu could process it, she saw a massive amount of blood suddenly gush from the man’s throat, spraying across the billboard.

The fresh blood trickled down.

It stained the poster of an actress surnamed Yang.

DRIP.

DRIP.

...

Dripping onto the ground.

Everything went silent.

Everyone, including Xia Yu, was stunned by the sudden scene. But for the others, their shock was mixed with terror.

Then,

"Ah!"

A scream rang out.

Xia Yu glanced at her rearview mirror, quickly cranked the wheel to the left, and pulled over. She threw open her door and sprinted toward the billboard.

A moment ago, she hadn’t seen anyone near that damn pervert.

’What did that mean?’

’Sam Odyssey!’

She couldn’t believe her luck.

She had just arrived in Hunyang District and had already run into her target.

But...

When she reached the billboard, she couldn’t sense the unique energy fluctuations of a superpower.

’He got away?’

Xia Yu frowned.

’No.’

’Every Superpower User has a daily limit on how long they can use their superpower.’

’Sam Odyssey has to know that. He wouldn’t maintain his Invisibility Superpower indefinitely. He would find a surveillance blind spot... and reveal himself!’

WHOOSH!

Xia Yu’s gaze swept the area, searching for surveillance blind spots.

’And see if there are any foreigners in those spots!’

’Found it!’

Her eyes lit up, and Xia Yu dashed off.

However...

What she didn’t see was a foreigner in her blind spot, hidden behind a sturdy young man, squatting down to buy a colorful woven bracelet.

He paid.

And put it on his wrist.

’Not bad.’

He had fair skin, a tall, powerful build, and handsome features. His blue eyes sparkled, and a constant, faint smile played on his lips, giving him a devil-may-care air.

He stood up.

And hailed a passing taxi.

"Nanjiang Road."

"You got it. Hang on."

「Over an hour later.」

The car came to a stop.

"That’ll be 285."

The driver asked, "Want a receipt?"

"No, thanks."

Pfft.

A sharp pain shot through the back of the driver’s neck. His eyes flew open in terror. He tried to scream, but the sound was caught in his throat, unable to escape.

"Allow me to introduce myself."

"My name is Sam Odyssey. If you want to haunt someone for revenge after you die, make sure you don’t get the wrong guy."

Sam Odyssey’s expression was cold, his smile completely gone. "Don’t think I didn’t realize you took the long way. I’ve memorized the map of Huayang City."

"A trip that should’ve taken ten-odd minutes, you stretched into more than an hour."

"Tell me, don’t you deserve to die for that?"

"I’m just going to have to do you the kindness of killing you, to stop you from ripping off anyone else."

???

The driver was utterly dumbfounded.

He had never imagined that just by trying to earn a little extra to support his big family, he would run into someone who had memorized the entire map of Huayang City.

And he certainly never imagined his passenger would resort to murder over it.

He clawed desperately at the person behind him.

But it was no use.

Sam Odyssey wasn’t about to give him the chance.

He calmly put on a mask and a hat, changed into a different set of clothes right there in the car, and then pushed the door open and left.

’Wang Shang has warriors protecting him... which means his security detail might include Spiritual Ability Users or even Spiritual Transformers.’

’So, if I want to kill Wang Shang, a frontal assault is out. I have to find another way.’

’For example, I could start with his son.’

’From what I hear, his son has a little clique in high school. If I can get one of them to lure him out... things will be much simpler.’

With an eagle-like gaze, he scanned his surroundings. Internally, Sam Odyssey was on high alert, but his movements remained casual and relaxed.

A careful observer would notice that he stuck to crowded areas.

His reasoning was simple:

First, it was harder to spot him in a crowd.

Second, if things went south, he could activate his superpower and use the stream of people as cover to escape. In the worst-case scenario, he could always take a hostage.

As he crossed the street,

He noticed an elderly man, his face a web of wrinkles, leaning heavily on a cane. He was moving slowly, his body swaying as if he might topple over at any moment.

Sam Odyssey hurried forward to help him.

"Thank you, young man."

"Not at all. I’ll be old someday too, and I can only hope someone will be there to help me cross the street. Just trying to pass on the kindness."