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Chapter 452 Add Fuel to Life

Chapter 452 Add Fuel to Life

Because of the emergency landing, the staff of Deye Airport had sent a green car to lead the plane to the designated position.

However, Yang Shiwen and Irene were too impatient to wait at this time and immediately ran from the first-class cabin to the economy-class cabin. When the two beauties saw the hole on the fuselage, which was nearly one meter in height, their pupils suddenly dilated at the same time.

All the people on the plane were immersed in the joy of surviving a disaster, while both of the two beauties were in the depths of despair.

Even though Liu Feng’s plane had made a forced landing at Deye Airport, a very inconspicuous airport in Afreca, the news of Yama’s death was instantly spread by someone. “Ha-ha, the path winds along mountain ridges!”

The headquarters of the Cross Legion was full of laughter. The head of the Cross Legion, always in Western knight costume, raised his hand in excitement and smashed a table again. He said proudly, “Netherworld were strong enough to defeat our Cross Legion. So what? But heaven help us now. Yama died. That’s great news. This Oriental was definitely a heretic who actually played the gangster in the western underground world. How long can Netherworld survive without you?”

“Great!”

In the Satan Legion, Bald Eagle, the Satan King, poured himself a glass of wine and said in smug satisfaction, “You killed my two sons, wiped out my Black Angel Unit and Hellfire Unit, and auctioned my Hellfire laser guns. Yama, even God want you to perish!”

Crackling....

In the most popular No. 3 casino in Las Veges, as Eugene, God of gambling, waved his big, fat hand, three dices flew out and finally stopped after rolling on the gaming table.

Wow!

Meanwhile, the whole casino was seething.

“Gosh! One, one, one!”

“Amazing. It’s absolutely amazing.”

“He deserves to be called God of gambling. No matter what you gamble, it will be a calamity if you meet God of gambling!”

The onlookers were all applauding the gambling skills of Eugene, God of gambling.

Across from Eugene sat a mixed-race handsome man, who was one of the nine soul-reaper messengers of Netherworld, Daywalker Heyer.

“Master God of Gambling, you have already won 300 million dollars. Isn’t it enough?” Heyer asked blandly.

“Of course not!”

Eugene had a kind smile on his plump face but said in an aggressive tone of voice. “Heyer, when Asan, the God of Wealth of our Palm Gold Palace, was in charge of the No. 3 casino, you came here and won $2.7 billion by gambling in a week. And you finally won the entire casino from Asan. Now I think I feel the same way as you did at that time.”

“Not the same.”

Heyer said in a casual manner, “I didn’t know No. 3 casino belonged to Palm Gold Palace before I won it. But after I knew that, I made a rule to prevent you from fighting back in the same way. I limit myself to three games a day and bet 100 million dollars in each game. Even if you come here every day, I can still afford 300 million dollars a day.”

“Oh, Heyer, you are so rich. You can afford $300 million a day, can’t you?” Eugene asked with a smile.

Yes!

Heyer said in a firm tone of voice, “I can afford, because I have won a lot before winning No. 3 casino. And you, Master God of Gambling, come here to gamble every day. I believe that Master Yama will also come to play with you in a few days.”

“Uh-huh, do you think Yama can beat me in gambling?” Eugene asked with a self-satisfied smile.

Heyer replied, “I believe that you can’t beat Master Yama even though you are God of gambling.”

Hearing that, Eugene immediately showed a little bit dissatisfaction. Just then his phone rang.

Eugene shot a glance at Heyer and then answered the phone.

No one heard what the person on the other end of the phone said except Eugene, who instantly had a big smile on his plump face.

“Sorry, even if Yama’s gambling skills are really better than mine, he will never come here.”

After hanging up the phone, Eugene stared at Heyer’s eyes and enunciated each word slowly, “I just heard the news that your Master Yama was killed on the flight from Afreca to Celestial Empire. What’s more, he had fallen into the sea from the hole in the fuselage.”

When Heyer heard the news, he suddenly had clear homicidal tendencies.

A two-meter-tall brawny man appeared behind Eugene the instant when Heyer had homicidal tendencies. This brawny man was as strong as Ghost King and moved much faster than Ghost King.Read the next chapter on v ip novel

However, Heyer’s homicidal tendencies only appeared for a fleeting moment so the brawny man didn’t do anything.

“Did you want to kill me just now?” Eugene’s smile disappeared.

Heyer answered him ignoring his question, “God of gambling, listen, Master Yama won’t die. The news you heard is either based on hearsay or guesswork.”

“Guesswork....”

“Yes, it was pure guesswork! You will never understand how amazing Yama is. He won’t die.”

Silence!

It seemed that the two couldn’t hold the conversation. They stopped talking at the same time.

Half a minute later, Eugene stood up and turned around. He said while walking, “You’re right. Uncertain things may not be true. But I will come here tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I will always be here. If you are not afraid of losing 300 million dollars a day, you’d better get the money ready!”

Humph!

The two-meter brawny man next to Eugene snorted heavily and made a menacing gesture with his big fist towards Heyer.

Heyer sat still, clenching his fists under the gaming table. He muttered to himself, “I should keep my temper. As soon as the news of Yama’s death spreads, Netherworld will be sounded out by all parties. I must keep calm until Yama comes back.”

“Brother Feng, no, I don’t believe Liu Feng’s dead.”

Outside Deye Airport, Yang Shiwen screamed desperately, tears rolling down her white, delicate face and trickling over her pointy chin. “I want to rent a boat, no, a seaplane to find Liu Feng. He won’t die.”

“Yang Shiwen, calm down for a minute!”

Irene grabbed hold of Yang Shiwen. As the Mengpo of Netherworld and the little princess of the Spanie royal family, this beauty with an impeccable aristocratic pedigree was also in tears. “We should calm down. It’s useless yelling here. I don’t believe Liu Feng’s dead either, but we can’t put out to sea now. In Afreca, Deye is not a safe place....”

“Then what’s your plan?” Yang Shiwen interrupted Irene.

Irene said, “Wait. Now you should be patient. I have already contacted people in Euape. A professional rescue team will soon come to help us.”

“I can wait, but can Liu Feng wait?”

“He can wait. I always believe that he won’t die. Even if he’s faced with high altitude and the deep sea, he will not die.”

Was Yama dead? Of course not. But even though Liu Feng was still alive, he felt half dead at this time.

Whew!

On a small desert island, Liu Feng leant on a reef, panting heavily. His feet were still in the water.

One could find beads of water on the corner of Liu Feng’s mouth and his chest.

Athena, the First Goddess, lay beside Liu Feng. Half of her body was in the water and she was completely unconscious.

“Well, I do feel terrible now. If I can’t save you, don’t blame me.” Liu Feng sat up after gasping for a while and managed to take Athena out of the water.

After walking on the desert island, Liu Feng sat under a tree and raised his hand to find Athena’s vital meridian. Presently, he frowned.

“All the five internal organs are injured, and the meridians are weak.... She should....” Liu Feng intended to say that she should have received acupuncture. However, when he reached into his pocket, he realized his needle pouch was gone. “D*mn it. I need to use my fingers instead of needles. But I’m so badly injured that I can’t acupuncture with Pure Qi.”

Liu Feng hurried to search his body. Fortunately, although the needle pouch was lost in the sea due to the ocean current, his scimitar and mobile phone were still there.

Master Yama’s mobile phone was amazing. It was hard to say how deep he was in water just now. However, his mobile phone was still waterproof and worked well under high water pressure.

Liu Feng fiddled with the phone irritably and muttered, “It’s troublesome this time. If my fellows can find us as soon as possible, I can handle it easily. Otherwise, I’m afraid Athena would... would....”

At this moment, Liu Feng’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Liu Feng had won the first place in the Asiea Hidden Dragon Duel held in Wudang Mountain. In addition to the three cultivation method books he selected as rewards, he also duplicated the other 27 books of cultivation method.

And like other young people, Liu Feng was used to reading on mobile phones. So he put away the originals and stored the thirty cultivation method books as e-books in his mobile phone.

As he checked his cell phone randomly, he suddenly noticed a list of the thirty cultivation method books.

“Add Fuel to Life!”

Liu Feng noticed the name of a cultivation method book, which seemed to be useful for treating, so he opened this book. His eyes brightened when he read the description mentioned in the catalog. “A man is like an oil lamp. He dies the way a lamp goes out. Add fuel to life. Complement Yin and Yang. The man with his last breath can still be saved.”

“The man with his last breath can still be saved?”

Liu Feng continued to read the text. This was a secret cultivation method from Kunlun School in Celestial Empire. The cultivation method described in this book was extremely mysterious. According to the book, this cultivation method was not only a superior martial art, but also a real occult therapy.

However, Yama Liu blushed as he read the book. The paintings of the cultivation postures made people feel ashamed. And it required a man and a woman to practice.

Sh*t!

After reading ‘Add Fuel to Life’, Liu Feng swore, “F*ck. It’s a dual cultivation method. And people have to practice with so many shameful postures and cooperate with each other. What the hell! Can Athena cooperate with me? She....”

When he thought about some of the most shameful questions, Liu Feng turned to look at Athena.

At this time, Athena was in a deep coma. She lay on her side and her face was pale. In fact, she looked incredibly sexy in a wet long dress.

“Come on! First Goddess, do you want to tell me that you are willing to cooperate by posing?” Liu Feng said to himself.

“Let all members of Netherworld prepare for the first-degree combat readiness.” At the same time, Netherworld also received the news of Yama’s death.

At the headquarters of Netherworld, Justices directly issued a command, “Before the rumor of Yama’s death disappeared, a lot of big forces will attack Netherworld tentatively. We must be prepared to fight a hard battle.”