The Legendary Man novel Chapter 551

Chapter 551 You Again

Carmelo gazed at the closed door sinisterly from inside the room. He let out a long sigh and slumped onto the couch after making sure Ryan had left and walked some distance away.

Carmelo reached out his trembling right hand to lift up his pajamas and narrowed his eyes at his stomach. Under the bright lights, he saw that his stomach had deflated entirely as if he had been left unfed and hungry for an extended period.

Even his ribs were clearly visible on his chest. The multiple black spots of various sizes that covered Carmelo’s skin were even more frightening.

Those spots layered his skin as if he had contracted a fungal infection. Some spots had even merged to form a sizeable infected area.

If anyone with experience in dealing with corpses witnessed Carmelo’s condition, they would be scared out of their wits because the dark spots on his body were caused by the process of hypostasis.

That was a condition that could only be observed in a dead person.

Carmelo put down his shirt and gritted his teeth.

This body cannot last much longer. That brat, Ryan, has already noticed something is wrong. It seems like I’ve been too impatient.

With his eyes boring into the door, Carmelo’s breathing turned labored. After Ryan achieves the Superior Realm, his body would be filled with the spiritual energy of that realm. When that happens, it would be the best time for me to steal and possess his body. However, if he refuses to cultivate and cooperate, I have no choice but to take the risk.

Inside the Hart residence at Summerbank, Leslie leaned against the couch while slowly puffing out a cloud of smoke.

Sitting opposite her was a middle-aged man, who was putting down the cup of coffee in his hand.

“Leslie, you should smoke less.”

She nodded after hearing that. Then, she took another deep puff before putting out the cigarette in the ashtray.

“Dad, I dare say the recent cases involving those missing people must be related to the Jensen family.”

Leslie got to her feet and picked up a piece of paper from the cluttered tabletop.

“This man, Ryan Leiter, is the most influential underground leader who emerged in Summerbank lately. I looked into him, but there was plenty of missing information about his life, so I failed to acquire any useful evidence. It is as if he has lived the first part of his life for the purpose of evading others’ investigation.”

Hearing Leslie’s words, Steven Hart received the document containing Ryan’s details.

“Are you saying that this Ryan Leiter’s identity is a fake?”

“This is just my suspicion. I do not have any proof to support my claim yet.”

As she spoke, she walked to the side and flipped over a two-meter-wide whiteboard.

The first reason she decided to go there was that she got hungry that night.

The second reason was that the night market was one of the key places related to those disappearances.

She gazed intently at the passing crowd while wearing a frown.

This is a famous street featuring a night market in Summerbank. There are a lot of people visiting this place every night. It’s not even an exaggeration to say that everyone here would have to brush shoulders with one another to move along in this dense crowd. The person who disappeared here is the local gang leader, Elon Macchione. Considering the large number of people here, Elon must have offended plenty of others to win control of this street, so he must be surrounded by his subordinates whenever he’s out, as he should be wary of his enemies taking revenge on him. Therefore, it is almost impossible for him to travel alone, so how did the other party lead Elon away without alarming anyone else?

Amidst Leslie’s contemplation, she was distracted by what she saw because she caught sight of a familiar figure standing at a nearby food stall.

It is the guy who won the position to be the first to pray!

Looking down at the leftover snacks in her hand, Leslie tossed the rest of the food into the rubbish bin beside her and dashed through the horde of people in Jonathan’s direction.

“Hey, we meet again,” Leslie said while reaching out to pat Jonathan’s shoulder after arriving behind him.

However, just as her hand was about to make contact with him, he slightly tilted his body sideways and avoided Leslie’s arm.

Jonathan slightly frowned when he turned around and saw her. “Why is it you again?”