Chapter 259: Dragon Group Soldier King (Part 2)

Chapter 259: Dragon Group Soldier King

As soon as Kuroda Taro walked into the secret room, Kuroda Toshio heard the footsteps. He turned his head slightly and slowly looked at Kuroda Taro.

"Father, is my injury incurable? Will I be a cripple from now on?"

Kuroda Toshio asked with a trembling voice. Ever since his martial arts were crippled by the Poison Venerable, Kuroda Toshio had been unable to move, lying on the bed, able only to speak.

As a martial arts Genius of the younger generation in the island nation, he had always felt superior and arrogant. But now that he had become a cripple, the huge contrast made him feel that life was worse than death these past few days. He still had people taking care of him now, but once he truly became a cripple, he feared he would be abandoned by the Family, because he knew the Kuroda Family always prioritized maximizing profits and certainly wouldn't spend too many resources on him.

"Toshio, I have exhausted all methods to restore your physical functions and cultivation, but with my cultivation, I still cannot do it."

Kuroda Taro sighed: "Whether you will become a cripple depends on your Opportunity."

"Father, if even you cannot save me, who else can?"

Kuroda Toshio said dejectedly. Hearing his father's words, he felt as if he had been sentenced to death. One had to know that his father was not only highly skilled in martial arts but also had deep attainments in medicine.

"The Old Ancestor, of course."

Kuroda Taro said: "The Old Ancestor has already touched the threshold of the Qi Refinement Stage, and one foot has even stepped through that door. As long as he becomes a Cultivator, your physical functions will likely be restored, and you will turn from a cripple into a Genius, becoming even stronger than before."

The Old Ancestor Kuroda Taro referred to was naturally his grandfather, "Kuroda Shinbu".

During this time, "Kuroda Shinbu" had been in seclusion, and he and two Elders had been acting as his Protector. Of course, his task these past few days was relatively arduous. Besides acting as a Protector for "Kuroda Shinbu", he was also treating his son "Kuroda Toshio". He had to expend quite a bit of True Qi every day, but it was all in vain. "Kuroda Toshio's" external injuries had slowly healed, but his internal injuries were difficult to repair.

"The Old Ancestor basically does not meet us Juniors. I have only seen the Old Ancestor once since I was born. If he becomes a Cultivator, I fear he will be even more focused on pursuing longevity. Where would he have the time to manage the affairs of us Juniors?"

Kuroda Toshio was still somewhat disheartened, believing that this statement was just his father putting him off and comforting him.

"Toshio, you are wrong about that. The Old Ancestor is the ultimate killing weapon of our Kuroda Family, but that does not mean we Juniors are nothing in the Old Ancestor's eyes. The Old Ancestor lives in seclusion, but his Cultivation requires a large amount of resources to support. If we Juniors do not get him a large batch of resources, his Cultivation will be difficult to sustain."

Kuroda Taro said: "We need the Old Ancestor's powerful killing weapon to deter hostile forces, and the Old Ancestor needs Juniors who have the ability to accumulate resources so that the entire Family can continue to grow stronger."

"Then I can only pin my hopes on the Old Ancestor."

A glimmer of hope rose in Kuroda Toshio's heart. These days, he had been living in pain and hatred. If one day he could recover, he wanted to kill the Poison Venerable and Zhou Lang with his own hands.

When the east revealed a hint of white, a fighter jet departing from Feiyun City landed at a secret airport in the capital.

Waiting at the airport were all people from the Chinese Military.

Leading them was a young man of twenty-five or twenty-six with an upright posture. This person was none other than the grandson of General Qin, a leader among the military, Qin Pojun.

Beside him were four identical Crew-cut Men, each with restrained divine light. One look told you they were experts, and these few had serious expressions, not given to smiling, likely having received excellent training.

When Zhou Lang walked off the plane, Qin Pojun breathed a sigh of relief. Back in Feiyun City, he had witnessed Zhou Lang's power and miraculous abilities with his own eyes. As long as Zhou Lang was here, the so-called foreign Combat Team shouldn't be able to make the Chinese Military lose Face, and his heart settled down.

However, the four young men behind him showed expressions of confusion.

These four people all came from the mysterious agency of the Chinese Military, the Dragon Group. The members of the Dragon Group could be said to be Soldier King-level figures, all having killed their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

One of them had fought a member of the Combat Team and was defeated by the opponent in a crushing manner. With their strength unable to defeat the opponent, they did not believe that this young man who looked somewhat delicate could deter a Combat Team composed of several powerful nations.

"Mr. Zhou, you have finally arrived. I have been looking forward to your arrival for a long time."

When Zhou Lang walked off the plane, Qin Pojun immediately greeted him and spoke to Zhou Lang politely.

Although his status in the military was not low now and he was a leader among the younger generation, he had always maintained etiquette toward Zhou Lang. This was related to his grandfather General Qin calling Zhou Lang brother, and also to Zhou Lang's strength. Zhou Lang's strength was astonishing, so naturally, he would be valued and respected.

"Pojun, let's skip the polite talk. Take me to see your grandfather."

Zhou Lang said directly. Since General Qin had called him, it was enough to show that this matter was very urgent, and he wanted to see General Qin sooner.

"Yes."

Qin Pojun replied.

"Who are these four?"

Zhou Lang glanced at the four big men beside Qin Pojun and then asked.

These four people were basically at the Peak Master level of cultivation, which could be considered very powerful among Martial Artists. After all, above the Peak Master level was the Martial Arts Grandmaster, and Martial Arts Grandmasters were rare in all of China, or even the entire world.

"They are all members of the Dragon Group. This one is called Yun Feiyang. Tonight, it was he who fought the people from the Combat Team. He is at the Peak Master level of cultivation, yet he was defeated by his opponent in fifty moves."

Qin Pojun said. When speaking of this matter, he felt he had no Face. One had to know that the Chinese Military had always been known for having many experts, especially in combat, always at the forefront of military forces worldwide. If they were defeated this time, it would truly be a loss of Face.

"Defeating a Peak Master in fifty moves, the opponent should have the cultivation of an Early Stage Grandmaster."

Zhou Lang said: "Pojun, you don't need to worry. Since I have come, I will restore this Face for the Chinese Military."

"Mr. Zhou, sometimes you shouldn't talk lightly without knowing the situation. This time, the Combat Team is composed of the most elite special forces from various European countries. The experts of our Chinese Military are forged through arduous training, but the European countries have been researching drugs to strengthen the human body. They believe that as long as this drug is successfully researched, they can create large numbers of experts. We suspect that the people in this Combat Team were created using drugs. Their attack power is astonishing, and their ability to withstand blows is also terrifying. They are simply humanoid mechs."

Yun Feiyang said. Zhou Lang's confident appearance made him feel he was being looked down upon. He was a famous Soldier King of the Dragon Group; could he not compare to a youth who looked delicate and had no social experience?