ttitude became much more amiable. He changed his address to the more intimate "little brother" and repeatedly apologized.Acquiring pills and other items without inquiring about their origin is an unsp...Entering the villa, I found a large hall spanning over 100 square meters. At the top of the hall was a house separated by reinforced fiberglass walls. For some reason, the fiberglass walls were covered with dried bloodstains.

The room, separated by a partition, took up about half of the hall. It was empty, with thick carpets on the floor and soft-pack walls.

A person stood in the corner, looking incredibly strange. They had a white face but incredibly dark skin, even darker than the pure-blooded blacks in this place.

What's most terrifying is that even the eyes of black people are black and white, but his eyes were completely black, emitting a dark and eerie glow, making one feel a chill down their spine.

Ye Bufan used his divine sense to scan, and discovered that this body was filled with a strange black qi throughout. This aura was different from the yin sha qi he had seen before, looking extremely bizarre.

On one side of the fiberglass wall, a dozen or so people gathered. A blond, blue-eyed white man sat on a sofa chair, his expression looking incredibly grim.

He is the owner of this manor, Andrew, the most powerful businessman in Africa. Four tall black bodyguards stood behind him.

On the other side of Andrew stood seven or eight mages invited from all over the world. Some were tall and some short, some male and some female. Some looked oddly dressed, while others were completely shrouded in black robes.

In contrast, the newcomer Ye Bufan seems more like a student than a mage.

The bodyguard chief whispered a few words in Andrew's ear, then ordered Ye Bufan to stand behind the mages.

Andrew glanced at everyone and then said, "As you all know, I invited you here to cure my son."

Whoever can restore Henry to normal, I will double the reward to 20 million US dollars, and I will be your friend Andrew forever.

"Who's feeling confident Now let's begin."

"I'll go first!"

As the saying goes, "Where there is a heavy reward, there are brave men." For this $20 million, these mages really went all out. First to step forward was a middle-aged mage in his forties or fifties.

This guy has a hooked nose, deep-set eyes, and is holding a staff made of white bone in his hand.

Andrew nodded and signaled to the bodyguard beside him to open a door in the fiberglass wall.

The middle-aged monk walked in, he stood at the door, and began to mutter words while holding his staff.

Henry had been standing silently in the corner, like a statue with no life at all. As soon as the middle-aged man entered, he moved, like a crazed lion, charging over with incredible speed.

The middle-aged mage waved his staff forward, emitting a strange musical note from his mouth. Immediately after, a cloud of white mist appeared, enveloping Henry.

What was strange was that, although it was merely a cloud of white mist, it seemed to have resistance, trapping Henry within it.

But such a barrier was only for an instant. Henry let out a heart-stopping roar and burst from the white mist, appearing before the middle-aged mage.

The middle-aged mage was originally preparing the second part of his incantation, obviously not expecting Henry to rush out so quickly. Before he could react, Henry slammed a fist into his chest.

With a cracking sound, the punch landed with no less force than a yellow-ranked warrior's full strike. It smashed the middle-aged mage's sternum, causing it to collapse over a wide area, and a mouthful of blood splattered onto the fiberglass wall.

And Henry did not stop, but like a mad beast, he raged against the middle-aged mage's body.

The middle-aged monk began to scream incessantly, his voice growing progressively weaker until he finally breathed his last.

And Andrew and his bodyguards just stood outside watching silently, with no intention of interfering, as if they were used to this kind of situation.

Henry, after doing all that, seemed not to have completely vented his anger. He charged against the fiberglass wall again in a frenzy.

This guy is incredibly strong. He slammed into the wall with such force that it shook violently, and the entire villa seemed to tremble.

With a ferocious expression and hollow eyes, it looked like a devil that had crawled out of hell.

After another minute or two, he had vented enough and retreated back to the corner, standing there motionless.

Andrew waved his hand, and the two bodyguards behind him quickly opened the fiberglass door, using a metal hook to drag the corpse of the middle-aged mage out. Then they quickly locked the door again.

All eyes turned to the middle-aged monk. At this point, his body was almost entirely broken bones, dying a gruesome death.

This sight sent chills down everyone's spine; it was truly terrifying.

He Shuangshuang shivered, instinctively clutching Ye Bufan's arm. Although she was the deputy captain of the serious crimes team, this kind of scene was the first time she had encountered it.

At this time, several bodyguards walked in and carried the middle-aged mage's corpse out.

Andrew looked at the crowd with a calm expression. "Next."

Now everyone hesitated, for Henry inside wasn't an ordinary patient, but a highly dangerous beast. Just going in could very well cost them their lives.

"Here I come!"

A black wizard shrouded in a dark robe spoke, his voice dry and raspy, emanating an aura of utter gloom.

Andrew wasted no time, waving his bodyguard again to open the door. The warlock stepped inside, muttering strange incantations as he went.

Henry, as if a switch had been flipped at the sight of someone entering, let out another roar and charged forward.

The Dark Warrior was obviously prepared, with a sweep of his wide robe sleeves, a thick black aura whooshed out from the right sleeve.

Unlike the middle-aged mage just now, this black qi immediately transformed into a long snake that resembled a flexible rope, quickly binding Henry.

This method is somewhat similar to the Immortal Binding Rope in Chinese mythology, except this rope is made of black qi.

The black qi rope, despite being formed from darkness, was incredibly strong, binding the powerful Henry tightly.

Ye Bufan, watching all this from outside, couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Whether it was the middle-aged mage or this black wizard, they both wanted to subdue Henry first and then further cast spells.

It's a pity they clearly underestimated Henry's abilities. At this moment, the black energy within Henry was in a state of rampage, like boiling water.

Immediately following a earth-shattering roar, there was a deafening bang. The black energy rope shattered and dissipated into the air.

Unbound by his rope, Henry shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow, grabbing the black wizard's collar in his hand. He lifted him high above his head and then slammed him hard to the ground.

The following scene is no different from that of a middle-aged mage, or even say this black wizard died even more tragically than the last one.

When the bodyguard pulled the black wizard's body out again, all the mages present were terrified.

Some of them thought this mission would be easy, while others came hoping to get lucky and win a large sum of money.

> The reality is far more brutal than one might imagine. It's a game where lives are at stake, and the odds of winning are slim.

Andrew's gaze swept across the crowd once more, his voice as cold as ice, "Who's next"still need you to protect me."Ye Bufan smiled slightly, he hadn't misjudged this little girl, she was truly kind and innocent at heart.If another cultivator were in my place, they would probably be gr...