468: Chapter 457 Hou 468: Chapter 457 Hou Other people’s dogs for picking up girls are all like Samoyeds or something.
When the girl asks what kind of dog it is, one can pretentiously answer, “It’s a Snow Mastiff,” and just the name alone is enough to kill off the rest of the dogs.
After getting Wangcai into the car, Song Yun went straight back to his villa.
His injuries hadn’t fully healed yet, if something happened at this time, it would be unimaginable.
But as they say, what you’re afraid of always seems to come to find you.
Song Yun had just gotten home and hadn’t even had a chance to drink water when the old man unexpectedly called him.
Song Yun thought the old man was going to complain about him revealing his location to Qingluan’s master, but instead, the first thing the old man said was, “You’re done for.”
After talking with the old man, Song Yun was so shocked he almost bit off his tongue.
What the hell does it mean when someone is after your life – and not just anyone, but a very powerful master named Hou.
Damnit, just hearing that name tells you it’s not someone to mess with.
Usually, people’s nicknames are based on their combat abilities.
For example, Song Yun is known as the Wolf King in the Mercenary Group, an Assassin in the killer circles, and the Great Emperor among those close to him in the sect.
Li Hu is known as the Divine Calculator in the Martial World, and so on.
This Hou is an ancient mythical beast, said to love eating dragon brains.
There was a time when he fought alone against two dragons and three Jiaos and stopped only after killing one dragon and two Jiaos.
How could someone like me provoke such a badass?
Just as Song Yun was about to complain to the old man, he heard that the Sect Master of the sect would intervene to help him out and to hang in there for a while.
If things got really bad, he should try to avoid Hou for a bit.
Song Yun sighed and was about to hang up when he heard someone knocking at the door.
He thought it was Li Shishi and the others returning but, opening the door, there stood a man with a warm smile on his face saying, “Hello, Song Yun.”
Song Yun felt a tremendous pressure coming from the man.
Damnit, this couldn’t be Hou, could it?
How did the bastard come so quickly?
I haven’t even decided where to hide yet, and here you are, asking if I’m okay.
If I say I’m not, would you leave?
I’d rather deal with you on a day when I’m in the mood to seek you out.
“Who are you?” asked Song Yun frowning.
“People like to call me Hou, as for my real name, I’ve forgotten it too.” The man rummaged in his pocket and then put on a helpless expression asking, “Sorry, do you have a lighter?”
“Yes, wait here for a moment.” Song Yun turned and walked towards the inside of the house, but as soon as he stepped foot into the living room, Hou followed in, clicking his tongue in appreciation of the decor.
“What brings you here today?” Song Yun coldly tossed the lighter to the other man and asked.
After lighting his cigarette, Hou took a deep drag and let out a puff of smoke with a smile, “It’s a bit embarrassing to bring this up at our first meeting, but I still have to say it.
After all, someone wants your life.”
“I don’t recall having any beef with you,” said Song Yun, sitting on the couch and taking a sip of water with an innocent look.
“You’re pretty overbearing.
Just deciding you want my life.
Wouldn’t I be losing face?”
“Ha, kid, you’re quite amusing,” Hou said, sitting next to Song Yun unabashedly.
“But I’ve always been like this.
What I want, I seldom do not get.”
“That must mean you’re quite impressive.”
“Yeah, I like to hear that because I am indeed impressive,” Hou said narcissistically.
“But you, kid, you’re not bad either.
So young and already with a few aliases – Shura, Wolf King, they sound mighty.
Unlike my nickname, Hou.
If someone doesn’t know Chinese mythology, they wouldn’t have a clue who I am.”
“You are terrifying, I really can’t fathom why a master like you would make a move on me,” Song Yun said, also lighting a cigarette.
“If someone hired you with money, I can offer double the price.”
“Heh, do I look like someone who yearns for a coppery smell?
You’re underestimating me.
Let’s step outside for a chat.
After all, you have three women in your backyard,” Hou flicked his cigarette away.
“I don’t like to lay my hands on women.
But if they see me kill you, I’d have no choice but to break that rule.”
“Let’s give it a shot then.” Song Yun didn’t like anyone using his women as a threat, and he spoke to the three women playing in the backyard with Wangcai, “I need to step out for a bit.
You all stay inside and be good.”
“Okay, be careful,” Song Yuxue said to Song Yun with a sweet smile.
Song Yun took a deep breath and walked out the door, with Hou following behind.
The two walked like strangers, one after the other, neither thinking of launching a surprise attack nor on guard against one.
They walked until they reached a secluded area.
Song Yun sat on a swing, staring blankly at the ground and said, “Give me a reason.”
“I usually don’t need a reason to kill, but since you’re a man, I’ll tell you.
I owe someone a favor, and now I have to repay it,” Hou shrugged with an indifferent expression.
“That’s it?”
“That’s it.”
After speaking, they fell silent again.
The wind blew by, rustling the tree branches and leaves.
At that moment, Song Yun suddenly sprang, charging towards Hou like a rampaging lion.
Hou only looked at Song Yun in surprise, leisurely began to move, not slow at all on his feet, and in just a moment, he faced Song Yun.
Song Yun knew if he didn’t fight tooth and nail it was a dead end, but if he tried, maybe he could last until the Sect Master arrived.
His only regret was not having the Dragon Slayer Dagger in his possession, which would have given his strength another boost.
Song Yun leaped into the air violently and landed a vicious kick on Hou’s shoulder, forcing Hou back a few steps.
Hou patted the dust off his shoulder and laughed, “Not bad for someone your age, you really have some skill.
I have to say, kid, you’re a prodigy.
Give it a few years, and you might catch up to me.”
“Cut the crap, you’re after my life, so let’s go,” Song Yun adjusted his breathing and charged at Hou again.
Hou stood still, unwavering as he watched Song Yun’s approach, the mischievous look gone from his eyes.
He opened his right hand and, like a fleeting shadow, quickly disappeared from the spot.
Song Yun’s eyes narrowed; this palm strike was not as simple as it looked, but now wasn’t the time to think about that.
Song Yun’s right punch landed squarely in Hou’s palm, and at that instant, he felt Hou’s hand was like a black hole, sucking his fist in.
Squinting his eyes, Song Yun gathered a burst of hidden energy in his fist and unleashed it.
Hou seemed surprised by Song Yun’s hidden strength, pushed his palm forward forcefully, and remained locked in a standoff with Song Yun.