Chapter Summary: Chapter 1464 – My Waste Husband by Adela
In Chapter 1464, a key moment in the Romance novel My Waste Husband, Adela delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.
As he looked at the head flying in front of him, the young man leading the way was stunned. This was the nephew of the Supremacy Master Kirwen! This Syl killed him just like that?
The two men were also arranged by Curse City this time. They specially raised the identity of one of them, but they did not expect that this identity would not affect Syl at all!
While the young man leading the way was in a daze, Henry caught another drunkard and said, "In our place, there's another way to treat people who don't respect etiquette. It's called skin peeling. It's not skin peeling with a knife, but a scratch on the scalp."
As Henry spoke, he made a move. The Qi-blade in his hand drew a line on the drunkard's head.
"Then, we pour liquid that would make your skin itchy. I didn't bring anything, but my Qi can produce the same effect. The person can't use his hand to scratch it. He would only have a subconscious idea, which is to end the itchiness. In the end, on the top of his head skin and flesh will separate completely. That's fun."
Henry would make moves as he spoke. When his voice fell, the drunkard, who was caught by him, was distorted all over.
It could be seen that the purple light was penetrating into the drunkard's head bit by bit, which made him suffer a lot.
The young guide listened to Henry's words and looked at Henry's movements. There was a hint of fear in his eyes. The drunken man's face was red and his body was twisted more and more seriously. The young guide shot out a ray of light and hit the drunkard between the eyebrows.
Surprisingly, the drunkard had a look of relief on his face. He tilted his head and fell to the ground.
"Oh, kill him directly? Isn't that a bit too easy for him?" Henry smiled slightly.
The young guide responded, "Brother Zhang, we have other things to do. We'd better not waste time on these unimportant people."
"It's really a pity." Henry's face was full of pity. "I haven't played this kind of game for a long time. I just have a little interest in it. Forget it. I think there will be opportunities in the future. What do you think?"
Henry suddenly looked at the young guide.
The young guide shivered for no reason. He managed to squeeze out a smile and responded, "Yes, there will be opportunities later. Let's go up
first."
After the young guide said that, he hurriedly walked to the front of Henry and led the way for him.
In fact, there were a few dishes prepared for Henry, but Kirwen's nephew was killed by Henry, which let people understand Syl's character in an instant. The special dishes that were prepared before were gone.
The young guide took Henry to a private room. In the private room, there were already five people, three men and two women, all about 30 years old.
"Come, come, come. Brother Zhang, let me introduce you. This is Jermyn, the leader." The leading young man introduced each of them.
Among the men, there was a bald brawny man who was tall and strong. His name was Jermyn, and he was under the command of the Supremacy Master Kirwen.
A thin man was one of the Supremacy Master Aladino's subordinates.
There was also a man in a suit, who was a subordinate of a Supremacy Master called Heller.
As for the remaining two women, they followed the other two Supremacy Masters.
Henry walked into the private room and sat down. On the dining table, there were already several dishes. Zylvia just looked at these dishes, and the discomfort that had just been suppressed in the stomach began to surge again.
Because what was placed on the plate were all organs of some people, including hands and feet, some of which were bloody, and some of which were cooked, giving out a fragrance.
"Representative?" Henry smiled disdainfully. "Does it mean that he can call me brother? Now, let the so-called Kirwen come over and explain to me why. Otherwise, I, Syl Zhang, would probably think that he looks down on Radiant Island."
The few people in the room looked at each other, and the short man opened his mouth. "Zhang..."
As soon as the word "Zhang" came out of his mouth, the head of the short man was also thrown high into the air.
"Did I let you speak?" Henry's face was full of anger. "I said, call the Supremacy Master behind you to speak. Don't you understand?"
A red figure suddenly appeared behind Henry. For a moment, Qi-swords were everywhere.
Outside the hotel, many residents of Curse City gathered, waiting to see what was going on. They saw countless red sword lights piercing out of the hotel and straight into the sky. Some people who were closer to it had scars on their faces, and on the ground, sword marks emerged.
The two-story hotel completely collapsed with a bang, causing smoke and dust to rise in all directions.
When the smoke and dust dissipated, Henry was still sitting on a chair, accompanied by Zylvia. Except for the young man who led the way, the other five representatives' bodies were all cut in half.
Henry sat there, and his voice rang out so that everyone could hear it clearly.
"From the looks of it, Curse City's way of treating guests doesn't seem to be very polite. In the past, it wasn't a big deal, but from today forth, my
Radiant Island will have to move into Curse City.
This type of etiquette should be changed!"
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