The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 30 - The Hermit Beyond The World
30: Chapter 30 The Hermit Beyond The World
30 -30 The Hermit Beyond The World
“Finished work?”
Holy shit!
Ye Tian was shocked, could this old couple be hidden masters?
He stood up, took a closer look, and saw the old lady leading her grandson back into the house, “Huzi needs to pee, he’s afraid of the dark.”
Ye Tian nodded, his face slightly embarrassed, he hastened his steps and went into his own room.
Lying in bed, Ye Tian closed his eyes, but his mind was slowly deducing the events that would unfold next.
There was still so much he had to do, and not a single mistake could be made, especially since he was already under surveillance.
Although the other party hadn’t made a move yet, it was only a matter of time.
There wasn’t much time left, and he couldn’t afford to waste any more.
Thinking this, Ye Tian opened his eyes again, which had traces of bloodshot, a sign of extreme fatigue.
This man, who could carry a 12.9 kg Barrett M82A1 sniper rifle for a long-range march for three days and two nights without feeling tired, felt an intense wave of fatigue in this peaceful little city.
He got up and looked outside the window, where the moonlight poured down on the courtyard’s bluestone slabs like water.
Suddenly, a nimble silhouette flashed by, hopped onto the wall in two or three steps, clean and swift, like a fleeting glimpse.
The courtyard was still the same courtyard, and the moon was still the same moon.
Everything was as usual, only, the fourth nail in the center of the courtyard was gone.
Where had Ye Tian gone?
He had gone up the mountain.
In the outskirts of Huaizhou City, three miles east of the City East District lies Praying for a Child Mountain.
It was named for the temple on the mountain where people pray for children.
Families hoping for children would go up and pray for offspring.
At the base of Praying for a Child Mountain, there were three or five small villages that grew vegetables to supply to the city.
Among these was Xiahuai Tree Village, a place Ye Tian had visited a while back, where he once wept heavy tears like pouring rain.
In a hidden cave on Praying for a Child Mountain, it was pitch black; upon entering and turning a corner, one could see a bonfire burning.
The fire lit up the strange and jagged stone walls, which looked quite terrifying, like the Little Ghosts of Hell.
Beside the bonfire were incongruous modern items, such as…
white fake beards and white fake mustaches.
“Arrived?”
Ye Tian nodded, crouched down next to the bonfire, “Hasn’t talked yet?”
Old Mr.
Liu took a puff from his tobacco pipe, glancing at the person beside him who was tied up and wearing a head cover, shook his head, “Stubborn one.”
Ye Tian gave a slight smile, looking into the bonfire saying nothing, while the big black dog lying next to Old Mr.
Liu kept its tail tightly tucked when looking at Ye Tian.
Perhaps sensing someone’s arrival, the person thrown on the ground struggled to sit up, shaking their head.
Muffled “wu wu” sounds came from the head cover, evidently, their mouth was stuffed.
“Be careful,” Old Mr.
Liu muttered a warning to Ye Tian, who was standing up to walk over, “This son of a bitch is crazy.”
“Better crazy, or there’d be no fun,” Ye Tian said, holding a lit piece of firewood in his hand as he walked over – birch wood from the summer, which even burning emitted a fragrant scent.
The increased heat caused the tied-up person some distress, desperately wriggling to move back but crashed heavily against the rock wall, and pieces of bluish stone crumbled to the ground.
“Sizzle!” The sound reminiscent of frying in oil was particularly terrifying in the not-so-small cave.
“Growl!” A low grunt followed by the sound of teeth grinding against each other, and not long after, the head tilted, and the person passed out.
Old Mr.
Liu watched from the side, casting a glance at Ye Tian, thinking gloomily to himself, this young chap is too sinister, hitting right below the belt.
Watching the smoke rising from his crotch, Ye Tian sneered coldly, removed the hood, and a face full of cunning and brutality appeared before him, twisting his head to one side, and a thumb-sized wolf head tattoo on his neck came into view.
A bucket of cold water splashed over, and the man sobered up somewhat, not until he saw Ye Tian’s face did his pupils shrink rapidly, like a viper eyeing its prey.
“Don’t look at me like that, it’s useless.
Intimidating with glares is a child’s tactic.
Speaking of methods, you have experienced them firsthand just now, but I have confidence in you; you can take it, right?”
“Oooh oooh.”
“Oh, sorry, I forgot.” Ye Tian stretched out his hand and tore the cloth from his mouth.
“Ye Tian, I know you are very…
hiss!” He gasped in pain.
Ye Tian stepped on his still smoking crotch, his hard leather shoes twisting back and forth relentlessly, “Did I allow you to speak?”
Clearly, the bald man’s eyes became a bit more moist, not tears, but uncontrollable secretion from the terminal nervous system after intense stimulation.
It hurt.
“I heard that you folks in the Blood Wolf Alliance often skin and disembowel your enemies.
I’m quite curious as to how you do it.
Can you tell me about it?
I’d like to learn.
If possible, I’ll practice on you, how about that?
No objections, huh?”
The bald man didn’t speak, just stared dead at Ye Tian.
“Not talking?
Good, it means that kick of mine just now wasn’t in vain.”
“Hiss!!!
Ergh!” Even more intense than before, a sharp burst of groan as the sharp birch stub with sparkles was directly jabbed into the bald man’s crotch, and dark purple blood slowly seeped out from his trousers and quickly congealed into a pool.
Ye Tian looked down coldly at the person who had collapsed on the ground.
“One day, Ye Tian…
I will…
make this blood…
flow out of your body.” There was a taste of bitter resentment in his gritted teeth.
Hearing this, Ye Tian squatted down, looking calm at the bald man whose forehead was sweating cold because of the intense pain, “You like blood a lot, don’t you?
Why does your eyes become so crazy at the sight of red?
Many people like blood, I don’t, I like white.”
As soon as he finished speaking, “snap!” a crisp sound, and Ye Tian broke a finger on the bald man’s right hand, revealing the white bone stub inside.
The bald man groaned, but didn’t make a sound, “You know?
It’s been ten days since I came to Huaizhou City.
That’s not a long time, right?
In these ten days, I’ve crushed two leg bones, broken a wrist, and snapped an arm.
White bones, very pleasing to my palate, I quite like them.
But I’ve never seen someone as tough as you, however, no matter, the harder, the better I like it.
From now on, I ask one question, you answer one.
Say one less, I break one of your fingers.
Say one more, I’ll crush one of your toes.
You think you are tough?
Even a dog’s head can be smashed by me, what are you!”
What a psycho!
Such a freaking psycho!
Old Mr.
Liu watched Ye Tian’s back, unconsciously stroking the head of Dahei crouching beside him, with blue smoke rising from his smoking pipe.
“Snap!”
“Snap!!”
…
That night, in a cave on Praying for a Child Mountain, there were ghostly wails and wolf howls all night long, only stopping when dawn approached.
Happy new year to everyone, muah!
