If you don't die, who will?

Although somewhat exhausted, Wen Xiangwei was naturally cautious. As the remaining four brothers moved forward to surround him, he still stayed behind, firing off surprise arrows.

However, Su Bei's movement technique was truly excellent. Although he was almost hit every time, he managed to dodge them narrowly on several occasions, kicking up sand and stones, making him look incredibly disheveled.

But Wen Xiangwei didn't think too much about it. After all, he himself was somewhat exhausted, and it was already difficult to shoot with all his might. Demanding accuracy would be too strict—Wen Xiangwei was never strict with himself.

"Break his limbs first!"

"I have questions to ask!"

Wen Xiangwei's low voice reached the ears of the other four. He hadn't forgotten about the Gene Method on this person.

"Yes, don't worry, boss!"

The group, with ferocious expressions, surrounded him, their large sabers glinting. Their eyes were fixed on Su Bei's limbs. They were already skilled in these techniques; they had done this many times over the years.

Otherwise, how could they make money just by killing people?

Wen Xiangwei watched the scene with a smile, his eyes filled with unconcealable greed. The reward for this job was already considerable, and he hadn't expected such a bonus!

But soon, the smile on his face froze.

Su Bei suddenly launched a fierce attack. The Qi Force on his body was almost condensed into a tangible form. The temperature of his skin suddenly rose, and white smoke billowed from his body.

Bang!

It was just a simple, unadorned punch, as if it shattered the air. His third brother, the skinny monkey, had almost no power to resist. He was directly hit in the chest, his thoracic cavity caved in instantly, and he was thrown into a giant tree. By the time he landed, he was no longer breathing.

The incident happened so suddenly that the remaining people hadn't even had time to react.

"Third brother!!"

"You're courting death!"

In an instant, their expressions turned grim!

Third brother had said that after this job, he was going back home to get married. He never expected to die here!

The remaining three instantly closed in!

Sabers, swords, and Qi Force flashed, creating a dance of blades and swords.

Having worked together for many years, they possessed incredible tacit understanding, their attacks were continuous, and fueled by hatred, every move was at full power. Under the force of their Qi, sand and stones flew, and leaves and grass in the forest rustled.

Su Bei, however, was fearless. His blood surged like a great river, and the Emperor Sun Aura replenished itself with his heartbeat, allowing him to unleash dozens of punches in an instant. Each burst of Qi Force was extremely powerful, colliding with the Qi Force of the three!

Bang bang bang!

With almost overwhelming force, the Qi Force of the three was instantly scattered!

The residual force of the Qi continued, directly hitting the sabers and swords of the three!

With three loud bangs, the immense force caused all three to retreat several steps. The ground beneath their feet sank deeper with each step, the hands holding their sabers and swords trembled slightly, and their expressions changed drastically!

"It's a trap!"

His blood qi was depleted?!

How could this be the level achievable with just two thousand kilograms?!

Even that Martial Artist from back then was only at this level!

The thought of retreating involuntarily arose in their minds.

But Su Bei wouldn't let them go now. He closed the distance, his imposing aura reaching its peak. His powerful body seemed to have become even taller in an instant, and with a stomp of his foot, the ground cracked in the blink of an eye. The ground rolled like giant waves, as if a colossal god had shattered it!

His body was like a cannonball, fiercely charging into the dense forest. Wherever he passed, the dense forest rolled, and dust flew!

And not far away.

A figure was fleeing frantically!

Wen Xiangwei never would have imagined that the so-called Spear Path Master possessed such a vicious style of fist fighting!

Almost the instant his third brother died, he turned and fled outside at top speed.

Hearing no sound from behind him now, he figured all four of his brothers had perished on the spot. His heart hardened, and he even pressed the emergency distress button.

He'd rather be alive than face legal judgment.

"Where do you think you're going?"

A voice called out from behind him.

He was already exhausted; how could his speed be fast?

Wen Xiangwei turned around and saw Su Bei, spear tip pointed forward. All the bushes and trees in his path shattered in an instant. Su Bei's speed was completely unaffected, charging forward like a raging dragon!

"Spare me! I'll tell you who hired me!"

"I can tell you a secret!"

"Money... I have lots of money! And this bow, I can give it all to you!"

Wen Xiangwei now only wished he had an extra pair of legs, which might have made him faster.

"Foolish!"

Su Bei's expression darkened. "That's all mine!"

The next moment.

His spear was instantly brought before him. In a daze, he seemed to become one with the spear. He stomped his foot, and all the blood and qi within his body were drained in an instant.

Bang!

As if teleporting, his body vanished from sight in the blink of an eye. When he reappeared, he was already over ten meters past Wen Xiangwei.

Wen Xiangwei felt despair. Just as he was about to beg for mercy again, a great sense of powerlessness suddenly washed over him.

Blood spurted from his lips. He looked down and saw that a large hole had been opened in his chest at some point. The flesh was charred and bloody, as if instantly seared by high temperatures.

Thump.

Wen Xiangwei fell to the ground, blood gushing out. His eyes were filled with disbelief, as if he hadn't expected Su Bei to refuse even a conversation.

He really did have a secret!

And only then.

A narrow, elongated line appeared in the air. The air rapidly compressed and collapsed, then exploded with a roar!

A series of explosions on the ground carved a half-meter-deep trench.

Taking a breath.

The blood and qi that Su Bei had just expended instantly filled him again. He stepped forward and crushed the receiver with his spear.

He then picked up the long bow that had fallen to the side. Grasping it, he realized its weight. It looked ordinary, yet it weighed hundreds of pounds.

It was tough on Wen Xiangwei, already exhausted, and unwilling to discard it.

Su Bei casually slung it over his back. He had kept it safe for so long; it was time to return it to its rightful owner.

He searched Wen Xiangwei's body with his spear tip. There was indeed nothing else. These desperate men valued money more than anything. Even in death, they wouldn't give it away, so why would they carry anything valuable on them?

However, as he looked at Wen Xiangwei's chest, Su Bei froze.

On one side of the gaping hole in his chest, a patch of skin was turned outward, revealing what looked like writing underneath. He bent down and tore it off directly.

It contained indecipherable symbols and a diagram, resembling a page from a book.

Wen Xiangwei had stuck it directly to his skin. The back was almost the same color as his skin. If Su Bei hadn't pierced through his chest, he probably wouldn't have discovered it.

"Is this the great secret he mentioned?"

Su Bei immediately took an Intelligence Enhancement Pill. In a short while, he had memorized all the contents. Then, with a flourish of his spear tip, he shattered the book cover, whatever animal hide it was made from.

"It's best to keep secrets hidden in your heart, of course."

"If you carry it with you, who dies if not you?"