Chapter 503 - 468 Le Yuan
Under the moonlight, the corpse wearing a clown mask lay face up on the lawn, with a conspicuous knife wound on its neck, and blood still flowed continuously.
The gunman, who had rushed over, now hid behind a flowerbed more than a man’s height, glimpsing the body of his companion using his peripheral vision and feeling a surge of shock in his heart.
As the "Debt Collector" of the Underworld, their intelligence work was very thorough. They knew Wu Li was in this area before their operation tonight but chose to proceed anyway, intending to tell Xie Ming that getting anyone’s help was futile!
It wasn’t that they underestimated Wu Li, but rather, the majority of the strong in the Underworld didn’t pay much attention to the experts of the Martial Arts World.
It’s not that they thought the experts of the Martial Arts World couldn’t fight. On the contrary, in pure combat, the experts of the Martial Arts World would definitely have the upper hand. However, combat in the Underworld often involves using any means necessary, only focusing on the most efficient ways to kill—guns, bombs, Hidden Weapons, poison, etc. The primary goal is to kill the opponent; everything else is secondary.
Although Wu Li had the record of killing over forty Gunmen alone, in the eyes of the "Dark Clown," that was merely killing a bunch of disorganized small-time thugs, which wasn’t considered that remarkable in the Underworld. As for killing Long Yu, his most notable reputation had been in the Martial Arts World before he joined the White Reaper, and having spent years on the battlefield, few knew his true strength.
Therefore, despite knowing Wu Li would be there tonight, the "Dark Clown" still came to kill.
The newcomer knew his companion was not a foolish man. He wouldn’t foolishly engage in combat with Wu Li. But now that his companion had died, it still shocked him deeply.
In fact, the "Dark Clown" on the ground had indeed attempted to use other means to deal with Wu Li, but unfortunately, he found no opportunity in front of Wu Li. In the end, he even tried to pull the pin on a grenade strapped to his body, hoping to take Wu Li down with him but failed to do so and was killed by a throat slash from Wu Li’s knife.
"Wu, Li."
An icy voice called out the name, one syllable at a time. Then, in fairly fluent Chinese, the voice said, "Believe me, opposing us is the most foolish thing you have done in your life."