"Hehe! Hand over what you're holding," Ye Qiu said with a cold smile.

"Y-yes." The black-clad figure was practically frightened out of his wits by Ye Qiu. At Ye Qiu's words, he handed over the briefcase without a second thought.

Ye Qiu opened the briefcase and saw that the jade ring was lying quietly inside.

Picking up the jade ring, just as he initially suspected, the material was indeed not the usual jade, similar to the Jade Buddha and Jade Qilin he had seen before.

As soon as Ye Qiu touched the jade ring, he felt a chill emanate from it, surging directly into his mind.

This sensation made him feel momentarily dazed, as if something mystical had surfaced in his mind, yet he couldn't grasp it, causing him to furrow his brow.

Seeing Ye Qiu's distraction, the black-clad figure was overjoyed and, without care for Ye Qiu's current state, turned and ran without looking back.

He no longer cared about the jade ring; nothing was more important than staying alive!

Yet, as the black-clad figure started to move, Ye Qiu immediately snapped back to reality.

"Swoosh!"

In an instant, Ye Qiu caught up with the black-clad figure once again.

"Demon King, sir, I've handed over the item to you, please spare me!" The black-clad figure was about to cry, unable to comprehend why he was so unlucky. He thought taking on this task would bring great benefits.

But now, not only were there no benefits, but his life was also in question.

"Everyone from Blood Cross deserves to die!"

Ye Qiu's eyes hardened, a murderous intent erupted, and then he punched the black-clad figure in the head. Instantly, the figure's head exploded like a watermelon.

The crimson liquid sprayed all over Ye Qiu, but he was indifferent to it.

There was a sea of blood feud between them; only the enemy's blood could quell this conflict.

"This..."

The bodyguards of Harlevi were all shocked as they watched Ye Qiu punch the black-clad figure to death.

Being addressed as "sir" by Stevens suggests extraordinary prowess, yet such a person was blown up by Ye Qiu with one punch! It was simply brutal! Truly impressive!

The crowd gazed at Ye Qiu with admiration!

Compared to Harlevi's bodyguards, Stevens was hardly relieved!

That was a higher-up in Blood Cross, and one must know that to become a higher-up there, one typically possesses formidable power, but to this Huaxia individual, it was all a joke!

Who is this Huaxia person? Why are they so strong?!

However, before Stevens could remain shocked for long, he saw Ye Qiu's eyes staring directly at him.

Stevens swore he had never seen such terrifying eyes, especially now with Ye Qiu covered in the black-clad figure's blood, "A demon, this guy is a demon!"

Stevens screamed frantically, "Someone, quick, attack, kill him! Kill him!"

While yelling, Stevens himself turned and ran away first.

He finally understood why the black-clad figure opted to run at first sight of Ye Qiu. Facing such a brutal character, who wouldn't?

The elites of the Duwei Clan heard Stevens' words but did not act immediately; instead, they looked at Ye Qiu in bewilderment.

Are we supposed to stop such a ruthless person? Isn't this sending us to our deaths?

The elites felt a conflict in their hearts, but when they saw Ye Qiu charging at them with murderous intent, they had no choice but to brace themselves!

Not going would mean certain death; moving might offer a slim chance of survival, even if it was slim.

Watching the surge of Duwei Clan elites, a cold smile spread across Ye Qiu's face. In Ye Qiu's world, anyone from Blood Cross could only meet one end—death without pardon! Even Blood Cross's lackeys were no exception!

"Swoosh!"

At full strength, Ye Qiu moved with unbeatable speed. The Duwei Clan elites barely saw his form before darkness clouded their eyes, and they lost all consciousness.

They quickly understood the meaning of Death God, of a mad Death God! In the hands of such a formidable foe, they couldn't even make a ripple, and no matter their numbers, they fell in an instant.

"Bang!"

With the last Duwei Clan elite's body hitting the ground, the area transformed into a bloody spectacle, a world stained red, the air filled with the scent of blood, resembling a scene from Hell.

Seeing this, Stevens was terrified, collapsing to the ground with an expression of disbelief directed at Ye Qiu.

Although not the top conglomerate in the United States, the Duwei Clan's strength was undeniable, yet facing Ye Qiu, they couldn't even last an hour!

With his prowess, even the truly super conglomerates of the United States might not withstand his murderous rampage?

"Dear God! How did I end up provoking such a menace?"

Even now, Stevens didn't understand how he had managed to draw Ye Qiu, this Death God, onto himself!

"S-s-sir, please, I beg you to spare me..."

Watching Ye Qiu approach, Stevens no longer thought of running; he crawled over to Ye Qiu, begging for mercy.

"I never kill the innocent! But Blood Cross and Blood Cross's lackeys are not covered by that rule!"

Killing intent rises, heads fall!

The clan leader of the Duwei Clan, wielding great influence in the United States, met his end this way.

After slaying Stevens, Ye Qiu showed no emotional fluctuation, as if he had done something mundane.

This was not because Ye Qiu was cruel, but because Blood Cross had never shown mercy.

If Blood Cross was not eradicated soon, more innocents would fall victim to their atrocities!

Their crimes could not be captured in a few words.

"Phew..."

With a long exhale, the guards from the Harry Group finally reacted, unable to believe that the Duwei Clan, which had always overshadowed the Harry Clan, had fallen just like that; it was unbelievable.

At this moment, they finally understood why Harry Dong and Harlevi treated Ye Qiu with such reverence.

With such strength, even bowing down and submitting to him wasn't too much!

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