Ser el patriarca del Dao en el multiverso

Capítulo 549

"The host can give it a try."

The next moment, Ma Yunteng found a fruit knife in the room and handed it to Li Xiyue. A sly smile flashed across his lips as he looked at her and said calmly, "Come on, darling, cut me."

"Huh?" Li Xiyue's pretty face stiffened. She blinked her beautiful eyes at Ma Yunteng and said with a wry smile, "Brother Teng, are you alright?" Li Xiyue felt that Ma Yunteng must have gone crazy, actually asking her to chop him with a watermelon knife!

"Listen to me, come on, don't feel sorry for me." Ma Yunteng smiled confidently.

"But... what... what's going on?!" Li Xiyue stomped her foot speechlessly. How could she possibly kill Ma Yunteng? Let alone killing her beloved, she couldn't bring herself to do it even if anyone asked her to.

"It's alright, go ahead and chop. If you kill her, it's on me." Ma Yunteng looked at her indifferently.

Li Xiyue was truly frantic now, her mind racing as she tried to figure out what was going on. Could it be that the battle just now was too brutal and had frightened Ma Yunteng? However, she sensed that Ma Yunteng's tone was very serious and didn't seem to be joking with her.

"So I'll really chop it?" Li Xiyue gripped the watermelon knife and waved it exaggeratedly twice in front of Ma Yunteng.

"Go ahead and chop!" Ma Yunteng said casually.

Wow!

Li Xiyue directly raised the watermelon knife and slashed at Ma Yunteng's arm!

"Don't stop." Ma Yunteng looked at her speechlessly. Just as the watermelon knife was about to cut Ma Yunteng's arm, Li Xiyue suddenly stopped. Although she said she was going to cut Ma Yunteng, she was still very unwilling to do it deep down.

"Waaah! You're bullying me! I won't cut you!" Li Xiyue pouted and looked at Ma Yunteng.

"Sigh! Never mind, I'll do it myself!"

Ma Yunteng didn't explain further. He immediately picked up the watermelon knife and lightly rubbed it against his arm.

fine.

It doesn't hurt.

Then Ma Yunteng increased the force and slashed hard. The next moment, both Ma Yunteng and Li Xiyue were stunned.

Ma Yunteng's skin was as hard as steel; it wasn't scratched at all, not even a tiny mark. And that wasn't all; the blade of the watermelon knife had become completely dull…

"Brother Teng, are you doing magic?" Li Xiyue rubbed her glasses, looking at Ma Yunteng in disbelief.

Ma Yunteng laughed, then suddenly swung his arm, and the watermelon knife chopped a hole in the table next to him.

"This is not magic!"

Li Xiyue was completely stunned. She had just suspected that the watermelon knife was a magic prop, but it turned out that it was a real watermelon knife.

"Amazing!" Li Xiyue exclaimed.

"Well, you can do it too!" Ma Yunteng raised the watermelon knife again and made a throat-slitting gesture towards Li Xiyue...

"ah!!!"

Li Xiyue was so frightened that her pretty face turned pale. Ma Yunteng actually wanted to use her neck for experiments!

"No!" Li Xiyue clutched her neck tightly with both hands, watching Ma Yunteng warily. She felt that Ma Yunteng's expression was as if he were about to slaughter a pig.

"Relax, it's okay." Ma Yunteng put on an innocent expression, then immediately swung the watermelon knife at Li Xiyue's arm!

"Ah!" Li Xiyue panicked and tried to run away, but the watermelon knife had already slashed her arm.

“See, I told you it would be fine.” Ma Yunteng hugged Li Xiyue tightly and said gently, “We just bathed in the blood of Hydra. As long as you come into contact with this kind of blood, your skin will undergo a huge change. Even bullets cannot penetrate our skin.”

Upon hearing Ma Yunteng say that, Li Xiyue's glasses nearly flew off!

She hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, stared at her arms, looking them up and down, a deep confusion appearing on her pretty face!

"how so?"

Li Xiyue looked at Ma Yunteng in shock: "Brother Teng, if that's the case, won't our skin be like steel?" Li Xiyue looked very worried. If her skin turned into steel, could she still be called a human?

"Steel?"

Ma Yunteng chuckled as he looked at her: "A watermelon knife makes a crisp clanging sound when it hits steel, but look at our skin!"

After a pause, Ma Yunteng slashed his arm several more times with the watermelon knife, then looked at Li Xiyue and said calmly, "See, not a sound! Our skin is still made of flesh, but its strength has increased a lot compared to before!"

"Is that so..." Hearing Ma Yunteng say this, Li Xiyue finally felt a little relieved. If she became a cold, emotionless iron man, then living would really be meaningless.

"Alright, let's rest!" Ma Yunteng grinned mischievously, then carried Li Xiyue to the bed. After a few moments of heavy breathing, the two quickly drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, before dawn, Ma Yunteng woke up.

I walked out onto the balcony in my slippers, lay down on a chair, smoked a cigarette, and started reminiscing about my experiences in the island nation over the past few days.

Ma Yunteng came to Japan to take revenge on the Mitsui Group. After arriving in Japan, Ma Yunteng smashed half of the major companies controlled by the Mitsui Group and forced the Mitsui Corporation, the power behind the Mitsui Group, to emerge.

After burning Mitsui-sha president Michimoto Ichiro to ashes, the other party sent people to secretly kidnap Li Xiyue. In order to avenge Li Xiyue, Ma Yunteng razed Mitsui-sha to the ground in a fit of rage. However, thanks to Tianshui's help, otherwise Ma Yunteng would be a cold corpse now.

"Damn it, those Japanese companies I smashed also had branches in China, and they amassed a lot of wealth from China every year. Now that I've wiped out the Mitsui Group and Mitsui Corporation, there's no need for these companies to stay." Ma Yunteng sent a text message to the relevant personnel, demanding in his name that they absorb all of Mitsui Corporation's shares and then completely smash the remaining parts of those companies that hadn't been completely destroyed.

"Guess who I am."

Ma Yunteng's glasses were suddenly covered by Li Xiyue from behind.

"You're awake?" Ma Yunteng lovingly pulled Li Xiyue into his arms.

"Yeah! Brother Teng, let's go back to China. I feel like Japan isn't fun at all," Li Xiyue said, burying her head in Ma Yunteng's chest.

"Okay, get dressed, let's go back now!"