Chapter 1995 - 1819: Blood Transformation

Chapter 1995: Chapter 1819: Blood Transformation

Song Yun walked out of the VIP room and saw Luck following him with two of his companions.

Even though he wasn’t sure if the two companions were from the Blood Clan, being with Luck meant they weren’t good people.

Pretending not to notice them, Song Yun deliberately chose a secluded path, away from the bustling boulevard, into the old district, and finally into a narrow alley.

The alley was very quiet, with dim streetlights at intervals of tens of meters, giving it a somewhat eerie and sinister appearance.

Once inside the alley, the presence of people following him became particularly obvious.

Moreover, the three people behind him clearly had no intention of hiding their tracks, as their footsteps quickened and the distance between them and Song Yun was getting shorter.

Tap, tap, tap...

The chaotic footsteps echoed right behind Song Yun, less than five steps away from him.

He stopped walking.

The trio behind him instinctively halted their steps too.

Song Yun turned around, sizing up the three followers. He found that, aside from Luck, the other two were just ordinary people, not members of the Blood Clan.

Not wanting to waste time with regular humans, he pointed at Ben Shaming and Berant, saying sternly, "It’s none of your business, you two can scram."

Upon hearing this, not only Ben Shaming and Berant, but even Luck was taken aback.

Telling them to scram, this Huaxia man was unbelievably arrogant.

"Hahaha..."

Ben Shaming and Berant burst into laughter, their eyes mocking as they looked at Song Yun.

Luck, with hands shoved in his pockets, watched Song Yun with a playful look on his face, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

To him, in this alley with no one around, Song Yun was just a plaything.

It would be easy for him to kill Song Yun.

And neither the Wolf Castle nor the Dark Holy See would find out it was his doing, eliminating future troubles.

Song Yun looked at the laughing Ben Shaming and Berant and said indifferently, "If you don’t leave, you only have yourselves to blame."

"Kid, you’re really arrogant. Do you know Huaxia kung fu or something?"

Ben Shaming made a punching motion, his mouth curling into a confident, cold smile, "You know, I practice boxing. I can take on three guys like you. Even if you know Huaxia kung fu, you’re no match for me."

From his appearance, Ben Shaming was tall and strong, clearly someone who worked out regularly.

No sooner had he finished speaking than he punched at Song Yun.

Bam.

Before Ben Shaming’s punch could straighten, Song Yun kicked him, sending him flying, crashing to the ground in pain, unable to get up, groaning on the ground.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

Ben Shaming kept cursing, struggling and screaming in pain on the ground.

Berant was taken aback, not expecting Song Yun to be so powerful. Originally planning to make a move himself, he immediately abandoned the idea.

Seeing Song Yun looking his way, he shrank back, afraid that Song Yun would kick him too, and threatened with false bravado, "Don’t... don’t come over here, my dad is Bonova. If you hurt me, he won’t let you get away with it."

Bonova, Song Yun knew this person.

This man was a French businessman, not particularly wealthy, but possessing a significant underground influence in Paris.

However, Song Yun didn’t regard Bonova as a threat.

Song Yun looked at Berant and sneered, "So you’re Bonova’s son, no wonder you’re so arrogant. But Bonova’s name can’t save you."

Then, Song Yun kicked towards Berant.

Suddenly, a foot emerged from the side, blocking Song Yun’s kick.

The one who made the move was Luck.

Berant, having narrowly escaped, quickly retreated and stood by Ben Shaming, helping him up, both looking at Song Yun and Luck in shock.

Luck, still with his hands in his pockets, glared at Song Yun with a cold expression, "Kid, you’re too arrogant. I’m still here and you dare to hurt people."

Song Yun hadn’t intended to kill Berant, so he used less than a tenth of his strength, allowing Luck to block the kick.

However, Luck apparently didn’t know the truth.

Song Yun looked at Luck and said coldly, "You filthy bat, I haven’t even come after you, and you dare to look for trouble with me, you’re courting death."

Filthy bat!

He knows my identity?

Upon hearing Song Yun’s address, Luck paused, looking at Song Yun with suspicion, "You know my identity?"

Song Yun nodded, "Of course I know."

Receiving a positive answer, Luck sneered, speaking in a condescending tone, "Since you know my identity, you still dare to provoke me, do you not wish to live?"

Song Yun chuckled coldly, "Just a minor Viscount, daring to speak such nonsense, you Blood Clan are truly arrogant."

Luck said haughtily, "You mortals cannot compare to the Blood Clan. You’ve offended me, and you no longer have any reason to live. Blame it on the woman beside you being too beautiful. Don’t worry, after I kill you, I’ll take good care of her lower half."

Song Yun ignored Luck’s provocation and said sternly, "Where’s the Desla Family’s base in France?"

Hearing Song Yun’s question, Luck said with surprise, "You’re after our family?"

Song Yun replied, "Yes, I intend to kill every filthy bat of the Desla Family."

"Such big words."

Luck snapped coldly, an air of bloodlust surrounding him, enveloping the entire eerie alley with a thick murderous intent.

Although he exerted an imposing aura, he didn’t attack impulsively.

He needed to find out why the Huaxia man in front of him was here.