Chapter 606: Chapter 40 Thought Transfer Writing Method!
The narrow, seemingly smooth tip of the fountain pen became infinitely sharp under the application of strength and speed.
The attacker, who thought he had approached Jason silently from behind, hadn’t even had time to react when the pen’s tip was already plunged into his eye—
Crimson blossomed.
"Ah!”
The attacker let out a cry of pain, the dagger he was about to stab into Jason’s back involuntarily paused.
Jason, still seated, reached back with his right hand and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was stabbing downward with the dagger.
The attacker, on instinct, tried to pull his wrist back.
But Jason’s palm was unmoving; his fingers clamped down like a tiger’s vise, deeply pinching into the attacker’s ‘wrist’.
Creak, creak.The wrist bones groaned.
Pain stimulated the attacker once more; his remaining eye stared furiously at Jason, his foot lashing out towards Jason’s back.
When the tip of his foot was less than 10 centimeters from Jason’s back.
Ching!
A flash of cold light protruded from the man’s shoe tip.
A 3-centimeter-long, razor-thin dagger appeared there, with a faint smell of blood on it.
Poison!
Watching the dagger about to make contact with Jason, a hint of satisfaction surfaced in the attacker’s fierce eyes.
He considered this strike to be a complete surprise!
He had practiced countless times, and had killed quite a few opponents.
He believed that it would be the same with Jason!
He seemed to already see Jason writhing on the ground, dying.
That dagger was smeared with green viper venom!
Deadly upon contact!
Just a little is enough to kill three adults!
The distance grew closer, but the ferocity and pleasure in the attacker’s eyes froze at that moment.
Jason, who had been sitting, stood up.
Then, with a yank and a fling of the hand holding the other’s wrist!
Bang!
Amidst a whirl of Cloud Riding, the man was brutally smashed onto the small desk in front of Jason; with a snap, the desk turned into fragments, followed by a collision with the ceiling.
In the muffled sound, the sturdy ceiling dented, and the man spurted out a mouthful of fresh blood.
But before he could react, he was sent flying once again.
Jason turned and threw the attacker into the air, releasing the wrist he had been holding.
But this didn’t mean Jason had let his opponent go.
He merely switched to another grabbing point: the ankle!
As the attacker continued to rise, Jason’s large palm accurately grasped the other’s ankle; without a moment’s hesitation, Jason mustered all his strength and smashed downwards with force.
Bang!
Another sound, no less muted than the one before, was heard as the attacker was driven deep into the mud.
This time, the opponent vomited blood again, his body convulsing.
Certainly not going to live.
Jason, standing on top of the van, was sure of this.
But the situation was far from over!
Soft, dripping sounds emerged from beneath the refrigerated truck, and the next moment—
Boom!
In a massive explosion, the several-ton refrigerated truck, along with Jason, turned into a fireball that shot into the sky.
A figure hidden to the side witnessed it all.
"Brute.”
"Combat is about using your brain.”
The figure pushed the glasses up on the bridge of his nose, speaking disdainfully.
Then, he turned and prepared to leave.
The mission was complete.
He was going to collect his reward.
But in the moment he turned around, his entire body broke out in a cold sweat.
A tall, robust figure had appeared behind him without notice, and in the mask of a hockey goalie, cold eyes were staring at him.
"Wait a sec
Thud!
Without wasting words with the opponent, Jason raised his hand and struck with his knife.
As the head flew off, hissing erupted within the tree canopy.
Three dark green snakes shot out of the dense leaves, heading straight for Jason.
Jason looked up at the three venomous snakes.
In an instant, the snakes stiffened mid-air.
An oppressive aura from the top of the food chain left them paralyzed, to fall helplessly to the ground.
Not far away, the snake controller watched this scene with a vacant gaze.
Impossible!
That was his first thought.
Flee!
That was his second thought.
He had never seen someone like Jason.
Someone who could disarm his control over the snakes with just a look.
One should know that he had nurtured those snakes with various resources and secret techniques; they were not only immune to general methods against snakes but also disregarded the ‘exorcism’ type secret techniques of the Mystical Side.
They were his ultimate weapons!
And now they were useless!
With his strongest means ineffective, naturally, he could not stay.
As for the three carefully nurtured snakes?
Though it pained him, what was more important than his own life!
The snake controller turned and ran.
With incredible speed!
But Jason’s knife was faster!
Thud!
The wide-blade short handle knife thrown by Jason penetrated the snake controller’s chest front and pinned him directly against a thick tree trunk.
Jason walked over and pulled out his knife; his gaze swept around.
After confirming there were no more attackers, he began to use [Protection Against Evil] to inspect everything carefully before returning to his previous location.
The refrigerated truck had long become wreckage.
Along with it, his communicator, spice jars, and the book he had just completed had all vanished in the explosion.
It was a tremendous loss!
Especially the latter, which was the fruit of his labor!
He must have compensation.
Standing there, Jason waited in silence.
He knew that what had happened here couldn’t be hidden from those with interest.
Indeed, about three minutes later, he heard the sound of a helicopter’s rotors.
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