494: C494 Horrifying Deacon Huang

C494 Horrifying Deacon Huang

"Clang!"

In a remote corner of China, in a land of extreme cold.

Three young men dressed in thin shirts walked in front of a seemingly ordinary looking ice crystal. They faced the old man who was sitting cross-legged with snow falling on his body and respectfully bowed.

"Butler Huang, this is the new little brother. He has just passed the preliminary test today. We have specially brought him here to experience the power of Ice Tomb!"

One of the long-faced men pointed to a round-faced young man behind him and said to the old man.

The old man didn't even move his eyelids, as if he didn't hear what the young man said.

The heavy snow fell on the old man's shoulder, but it did not accumulate thick. It was as if the old man's shoulder had an air conditioner that melted the falling snow.

If that was not the case, then the old man was no different from a dead person. Only this invisible heat told the three young men that the old man in front of them was still alive.

Not only was he still alive, but he was also living in an extremely shocking way.

After waiting for seven or eight seconds, the round-faced young man seemed to be somewhat impatient. He used a commanding tone to point at the old man and said, "Hey old man, do you know who I am? My father is..."

"Bang!"

Before the round-faced young man could finish his sentence, an invisible force surged out from the old man's body and bounced the round-faced young man away, causing him to fall heavily into the snow.

Fortunately, the ground was soft and the snow was thick. Otherwise, the round-faced young man would have broken his bones and tendons in an instant.

However, even so, it made his chest feel sweet. A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth and he could not even breathe.

"Your father? Humph! In the Ice Tomb, only strength can convince people! As for your background, hmph hmph, kid, worldly wealth, fame and profit. What does it mean to people like us who focus on cultivation? Do you think that a second generation official like you, in the Ice Tomb... Do you think that you can flaunt your power just because you are a second generation official? Didn't your father tell you that as long as I, Huang Wuming, am willing... Can I kill your whole family by myself? Could it be that on the first day you came up the mountain, no one taught you... In the Ice Tomb, if you are a dragon, you have to coil it up for me. If you are a tiger, you have to lie down for me, only strength is left. Will you be able to gain a place in the Ice Tomb by continuously increasing your strength?"

The old man who called himself Huang Wuming didn't even move his lips. His figure was even more stable as he sat down. His voice was transmitted from his body.

"Butler Huang, he has just come up the mountain. He doesn't know what's good for him. I hope you can forgive him for offending you!"

The long-faced man's face turned ashen when he saw this. He hurriedly supported the young man who was coughing blood and continuously begged Butler Huang for mercy.

"Humph, pull him away! He is not qualified to enter the Ice Tomb! Also, break one of his fingers, do you hear me?"

Butler Huang coldly harrumphed and said to the three youths.

"Break... break one of his fingers? But Butler Huang, his... his family donated five hundred million, five..."

The long-faced man revealed a troubled expression. As if he was ready to throw caution to the wind, he said what he wanted to say.

"What I said, wasn't it clear enough? I'll give you 24 hours. At this time tomorrow, if I find out that his fingers are still intact, then not only will your lives come to an end... I'll let this kid's entire family live for three days... Eliminated from Earth! What? Are you still doubting what I said?"

Butler Huang suddenly opened his eyes after he finished speaking. His pair of yellow old eyes were emitting an endless cold light from within. It seemed to be colder than this world of ice and snow.

"You... you old bastard, I want my dad to hire assassins to crush you into tens of thousands of pieces..."

The round-faced young man panted for a long time before he finally opened his mouth to speak.

He had been living a comfortable life at home. He had never been bullied by this kind of person, let alone someone who dared to hit him!

Thus, at this moment, he used all of his strength to vent all the resentment in his heart just now.

In his view, this old man in front of him was just a fellow with some skills.

As for his own father, he was a billionaire who was ranked in the top ten of the two provinces with a net worth of nearly 10 billion. As long as he wanted, he could definitely hire a fierce character with a net worth of eight or ten to rush up this snow mountain and directly chop this old bastard into pieces and feed him to the dogs!

He didn't know what his father was thinking, but he spent 500 million. A total of 500 million before sending him to this snow mountain that could freeze a person into a lump of ice. What else was there to say? As long as he could enter the Ice Tomb... At the very least, he could prolong his life, and at the same time, he could learn some powerful skills. From then on, he would become famous, and his name would shake the world.

Unexpectedly, it was only the seventh day since he had come up the mountain. He had spent a huge sum of money to get his two 'senior brothers' to bring him to Ice Tomb to find out what was going on. However, it turned out to be such an outcome. If he knew this would happen, he might as well bring his men and flatten this snow mountain. Anyway, his father had plenty of money!

"Before he could say the word 'Duan', the round-faced young man felt an extremely cold aura slowly circulating through his body from the top of his head to the bottom.

When this cold aura flowed through his body, he immediately lost consciousness wherever it passed.

In an instant, his final consciousness stopped on the vast expanse of white snow, as well as the old man, Butler Huang, who did not seem like a living person.

"Plop!"

The round-faced young man, who had been frozen into a block of ice in an instant, lost his breath and fell heavily into the snow.

The heavy snow immediately covered him up. A moment later, it was as if nothing had happened.

"Breaking a finger is much lighter than losing your life! But since he insists on dying, then I can only fulfill his wish! "

Butler Huang lightly caressed his sleeves and slowly moved his eyes. He looked at the long-faced man who was stunned there and said, "I will not take back what I have said. If he dies, the matter of breaking his finger will be done by the two of you. It's still the same thing. At this time tomorrow, if the two of you are healthy and healthy, then be prepared to go down with this kid just now!"

After saying that, Butler Huang did not say anything else. He sat down cross-legged again and once again entered a dead state.

"Yes... Yes, yes!"

"We deserve to die! We will never forget Butler Huang's mercy!"

"That's right, that's right! Butler Huang, with just a finger cut, we will definitely satisfy Butler Huang!"

"I will definitely make you satisfied, I will make you satisfied!"

The two of them talked to each other, as if they were afraid that whoever fell behind would be the first to express their feelings to Butler Huang.

One should know that what they fought for was the fact that they broke one finger of their own!

Of course, a wise man who understood the situation was a wise man. A life was far more precious than a finger.

"Pa!"

"Snap!"

Two crisp sounds like the breaking of radishes rang out. Those two people actually ruthlessly broke one of their own fingers!

In an instant, bean-sized beads of sweat immediately appeared on the foreheads of the two people.

Ten fingers connected the heart. This kind of forceful pain made these two people almost faint on the spot.

However, the two people still endured it because in their eyes,... They saw the corpse of the second son of the wealthy family, who was covered by the heavy snow, and thought of how Butler Huang didn't even lift his hand just now. The scene of this poor unlucky guy being killed in a single strike.

At this moment, the coldness in their hearts was far more intense than the pain brought by the severed finger.

If they had known earlier, they would not have accepted fifty thousand yuan from this rich kid and brought him here.

It did not matter if he died, but now, he had even implicated the two of them in severing one finger each. Fortunately, this round-faced rich kid died, or else... If this continued, this temperamental Butler Huang would definitely make the two of them die together with that round-faced rich kid!

"Get lost!"

Butler Huang didn't even raise his head and coldly threw out a word.

"Yes, yes!"

The two of them endured the intense pain and scrambled towards the direction they came from.2

"Come back!"

Butler Huang's voice was like the underworld king's voice, causing their hearts to sink and their pants to surge.

"Yellow... Butler Huang, what other orders do you have?"

The long-faced man seemed to have been through a lot. At this moment, although he was afraid, he didn't lose his mind. He forced himself to calm down and asked Butler Huang.

He knew that at this moment, he had to show an extremely calm expression. Otherwise, their lives would be as simple as killing a chicken to this terrifying Butler Huang.

"Ice Tomb is a holy land. You guys carry this guy's corpse away. I don't want him to pollute the Ice Tomb!"

Butler Huang's voice was colder than the temperature of a drop of water turning into ice. It was even colder than the flying snow that filled the sky.

"Yes, yes, we will carry this kid away now!"

When the two of them heard Butler Huang's words, it turned out that he wanted them to carry the corpse away. Immediately, they felt relieved, as if they had just saved their lives. They dug and dragged the corpse away.

...

"Plop!"

Ten minutes later, the two youths threw the round-faced rich second generation's corpse into the mountain stream at the back of the mountain.

This place was more than ten thousand feet tall, and it was unknown how many bones were inside.

Every year, there were thousands of rich and powerful people who sent their heirs to the mountain in an attempt to let them enter the Ice Tomb.

What they obtained was not important. What was important was that entering Ice Tomb itself was a huge capital. It was an undefeatable gold medal and alchemy vouchers in the official business world!

"Damn it, I didn't expect to lose a finger for fifty thousand yuan!"

The long-faced man spat into the mountain stream with hatred.

"Sigh... Brother Zhang, don't hate him anymore. Be careful that Butler Huang will hear us. We have to finish this! "

Another young man sighed and advised the long-faced man.

"Oh right, Brother Zhang, what Butler Huang is guarding... Is this the so-called Ice Tomb that has been passed down from generation to generation? What exactly is going on here? Besides, I heard that there are very few people who enter the Ice Tomb. This must be the reason why Butler Huang thinks so highly of us, right? "

The youth thought for a moment before asking the long-faced man.

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