Chapter 362: Encircle and Kill Dongfang Yu

At the entrance to Room 803, Ling Chen knocked on the door at Dongfang Yu’s signal. Dongfang Yu, clever as he was, stood to the side of Ling Chen, avoiding being seen through the peephole by those inside.

Ling Chen glanced at Dongfang Yu hiding aside, pondering his strategy, uncertain if Qiu Yong had noticed his warning.

While he was contemplating, the lock clicked, and the door opened from the inside; Qiu Yong, dressed in a Tang suit, appeared before Ling Chen.

"Elder Qiu."

Qiu Yong smiled slightly. "You’re finally here; come on in, everyone is waiting for you."

"What fine taste you all have." At this moment, Dongfang Yu turned from outside the door frame and came in. Looking at Qiu Yong inside the room, he spoke coldly, "Do you remember me?"

Upon seeing Dongfang Yu suddenly appear, Qiu Yong’s face changed, exclaiming, "It’s you!" As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Yong reacted quickly, hastily retreating backward.

"Let’s see where you can run to!" Dongfang Yu bellowed, his fingers spread wide like a set of talons as he lunged forward rapidly, reaching to grab Qiu Yong’s face.

However, just as Dongfang Yu crossed the threshold, a series of whistling sounds of weapons cleaving the air arose sharply. Then, several sharp short arrows shot out one after another from the door frame, aimed straight at Dongfang Yu’s vital points.

Caught off guard, Dongfang Yu’s eyes widened in anger, and he immediately started swinging his cane, knocking down several of the arrows. Nonetheless, with over ten short arrows shooting from all directions—given their close range—Dongfang Yu, no matter how skilled, couldn’t possibly neutralize them all in an instant.

In an instant, Dongfang Yu’s eyebrows furrowed as several short arrows struck his legs and arms, piercing into his skin, with blood gushing out profusely.

"Ling Chen!"

At this moment, Qiu Yong shouted loudly, and Ling Chen got the hint instantly; taking advantage of Dongfang Yu’s distracted state, he quickly rushed into the room. Only then did Ling Chen notice Zhang Zhongfeng, Xia Yue, Yuan Yun, all inside the room, each holding weapons, ready to surge forward at any moment.

Seeing this scene, Ling Chen couldn’t help but crack a smile—it seemed they had understood his hint.

Previously, when he called Qiu Yong, he mentioned, "The task you assigned me is taken care of; I’ll bring the goods over immediately." The task Qiu Yong had given him was simply to find Dongfang Yu’s whereabouts, but Dongfang Yu was unaware of this, which is why Ling Chen dared to subtly signal Qiu Yong in front of Dongfang Yu.

"Ling Chen, are you alright?" Wei Jiahao, who was ranked last among the Eight Eccentrics, asked with concern.

"It’s nothing. A mere Dongfang Yu cannot harm me."

Hearing this, Xia Yue looked at Ling Chen with a touch of irritation and scoffed. "Blowing hot air."

"Enough chit-chat, let’s deal with Dongfang Yu first." The speaker was Xu Ming, the most mysterious of the Eight Eccentrics, second only to Qiu Yong in rank. When he spoke, no one dared to disobey.

For a moment, everyone’s gaze focused on Dongfang Yu.

At this point, Dongfang Yu, wounded, had a face ashen with anger, his cold gaze sweeping over everyone before locking onto Qiu Yong.

"How did you know I was coming?"

"Thanks to my little brother’s wisdom, he knew to remind us."

"Little brother?" Dongfang Yu gasped slightly, turned his head to look at Ling Chen, and said coldly, "You’re also a member of the Eight Eccentrics?"

Ling Chen smiled. "Sorry, I didn’t tell you beforehand."

Facing the eight oddities present, Dongfang Yu’s face looked unwell, his eyes hesitant, indecisive. Originally wanting to strike unexpectedly and attack these people, he ended up falling into their ambush instead. He was very clear about the capabilities of the eight oddities; if it was to defeat them one by one, he had absolute confidence. However, facing an eight-to-one situation, he did not have such self-assurance. Moreover, he was now injured.

Thinking of this, Dongfang Yu could not help but think of retreating.

The cunning and experienced Qiu Yong could see through Dongfang Yu’s thoughts. He stepped forward and said indifferently: "Dongfang Yu, haven’t you always wanted to seek revenge on us? Today we are all here; it’s the perfect time to settle this."

Dongfang Yu’s brow furrowed, just as he was about to speak, a chilling coldness suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart. His gaze shifted, only to see Zhang Zhongfeng in the room raising the bow in his hand, the sharp arrow aimed straight at his forehead.

Not good!

Without the slightest hesitation, Dongfang Yu immediately dodged towards the door to take cover. The moment he moved, Zhang Zhongfeng’s arrow had already left the string, with such speed that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Whoosh!

A spurt of fresh blood splashed, accompanied by a pained grunt.

"Chase him!" Qiu Yong, at the doorway, his expression slightly darkened, quickly dashed out, with Ling Chen and the others following closely behind.

At this moment, Dongfang Yu, with his left hand covering his ear, his eyes clouded with dark intent, endured the pain and fled outside the inn. Zhang Zhongfeng’s arrow had nearly cost him his old life just now. Fortunately, he reacted in time. Though he avoided a fatal blow, the arrow still left a deep blood mark above his left temple. It wasn’t deadly, but the incessant bleeding affected his left eye, making it impossible to open.

Being a prominent fighter on the Earthly List, now reduced to such a sorry state—if this were known, his reputation would be completely ruined.

Whoosh!

Amidst his thoughts, another whooshing sound came. Following that, Dongfang Yu felt a pain in his leg and, looking down, he saw an arrow pierced through his calf, going right through his leg.

The Archer God, Zhang Zhongfeng!

Dongfang Yu was shocked. He had forgotten among the eight oddities in pursuit there was an archer who never missed his shot. Fleeing in a straight line was akin to delivering his life into the enemy’s hands. Thinking this, he quickly changed his steps, constantly moving left and right to avoid being targeted by Zhang Zhongfeng’s arrows.

The elevator!

Seeing the elevator entrance five meters away, Dongfang Yu quickened his steps, rushing towards it. But at that moment, with the sound of a ’whoosh’, a sharp arrow flew by his shoulder and hit the elevator button squarely.

At the same time, a figure jumped over from above Dongfang Yu’s head and landed steadily in front of him.

Seeing that his path was blocked by a kid over ten years old, Dongfang Yu grew angry. He immediately swung his walking stick at Wei Jiahao’s head.

Although Wei Jiahao was young, he was fearless. Seeing Dongfang Yu’s attack, he quickly raised his arms, and several sleeve arrows flew out from his cuffs, directly targeting Dongfang Yu’s vital points.

Dongfang Yu was taken aback, not expecting the child to hide mechanisms in his sleeves. Without time to think, he swiftly changed his movements with the walking stick, knocking all the incoming sleeve arrows to the ground.

Wei Jiahao did not back down after his attack failed; instead, he leaned forward, making a strange bowing posture.

Before Dongfang Yu could react, three sharp arrows were suddenly shot from Wei Jiahao’s back, tearing through his clothes, forcing Dongfang Yu, who was trying to flee, to retreat once again.

Tsk tsk!

Ling Chen, who had been following behind, was secretly impressed by Wei Jiahao’s performance. The kid had excellent methods; surrounded by mechanisms all over his body, he was truly unguardable against.