Chapter 237: I’m No Coward. I Dare To Do It
As soon as the words fell, Nan Yuanman rushed straight toward the altar.
Old Ghost Li cursed darkly, clutching his chest and ignoring the pain in his body as he hurriedly pounced toward the altar, trying to snatch the intact incense burner on it.
He had originally thought that given the conflict between the Jiang family and Nan Yuanman, once Jiang Xinxin appeared, her attention would be drawn to her.
At that time, he could take advantage of the gap during their fight to move the altar, but he never expected Nan Yuanman’s attention to never shift from the altar!
Her movements were too fast and too sudden. By the time Old Ghost Li pounced over, Nan Yuanman had already reached the altar and pulled out another thunder fire talisman, smashing it on top.
Old Ghost Li’s eyes nearly popped out: “You brat, how dare you!”
“I’m not a brat, so of course I dare!” After Nan Yuanman spoke, she decisively threw another thunder fire talisman into the altar.
“Boom——!!”
“Crack!”
The intact incense burner on the altar instantly shattered into fragments. A long worm entirely black crawled out with difficulty from inside. Before it could crawl a few steps forward, Nan Yuanman slashed it in two with her sword!
Old Ghost Li’s eyes widened, his body instantly went rigid, he clutched his chest and staggered before crashing to the ground.
His eyes were bloodshot, he glared deathly at Nan Yuanman, his bloodstained hand struggling to point at her: “You…”
Before Old Ghost Li could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back, and his breath completely stopped.
Nan Yuanman stood at a distance, vigilantly staring at Old Ghost Li lying on the ground. She cautiously approached, poked his body with the copper coin sword in her hand, and quickly pulled it back.
She poked again, and quickly pulled it back.
Poke, pull back, poke, pull back…
After poking continuously nearly dozens of times, creating several holes on Old Ghost Li’s body, Nan Yuanman looked up and met the gaze of Old Ghost Li’s soul that was floating up from the corpse.
Nan Yuanman: “!”
Old Ghost Li: “!”
Old Ghost Li turned around to flee. Nan Yuanman hurriedly summoned Xiao Hong. Just as Xiao Hong was about to swallow Old Ghost Li, a red light flashed.
Old Ghost Li’s soul was wrapped into a large cocoon by dense red threads. The red threads surged into his mouth under his terrified gaze, blocking his screams, and devoured his soul completely in a few seconds.
Nan Yuanman: “!!”
Nan Yuanman raised her copper coin sword to chop, but a crisp, lively laugh suddenly came from the red threads: “Ominous Star, in this round, I lost.”
“I’m really looking forward to our next encounter. We’ll meet again soon.”
As soon as the words fell, the red threads quickly wrapped into a ball, carrying Jiang Xinxin’s soul and disappearing.
Nan Yuanman’s copper coin sword slashed at empty air. She frowned tightly, staring intently at the spot where the red threads disappeared, muttering softly: “I feel like… I’ve seen this thread somewhere before…”
As for the harsh words from the red threads just now, she didn’t take them to heart. It was just some cowardly rat hiding its head but showing its tail, not worth mentioning.
Besides, it was the Ominous Star that the harsh words were directed at. What did it have to do with her, Nan Yuanman?
Being able to take down the big bad guy hiding in the dark this time already made her awesome!
Nan Yuanman clapped her hands, waved to put away Xiao Hong and the others, revealing the doorway that had been blocked earlier. At a glance, she saw Liu Hui and Zheng Zetao lying unconscious on the ground, as well as Feng Jingcheng wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Nan Yuanman: “?”
“Sixth Brother, killing is against the law.”
Feng Jingcheng looked speechless: “Do I seem like that kind of law-abiding type? I just knocked them out to keep them quiet.”
Otherwise, with them constantly chattering and tempting him, he wasn’t someone with strong self-control. What if he dazedly agreed to something for them?
“How’s it inside? Did you take care of the guy?” Feng Jingcheng said, stretching his head in through the door to look around. What he saw was a room in total disarray like it had been bombed by an airplane, and not far away, Old Ghost Li lying on the ground.
It showed just how intense the battle had been.
“You’re not hurt, right?” Feng Jingcheng pulled back his neck, lifted Nan Yuanman up from the ground in one go, and examined her up, down, left, and right: “If you’re hurt, don’t hold back.”
Nan Yuanman obediently let him inspect her. Hearing this, she shook her head: “No injuries.”
“Then he’s…?” Feng Jingcheng carefully pointed at Old Ghost Li.
Nan Yuanman: “Dead.”
Feng Jingcheng: “…”
He silently took out his mobile phone and dialed the 908 Bureau contact number he had saved yesterday.
At that moment, Nan Yuanman’s mind stirred slightly. She struggled to jump down from Feng Jingcheng’s arms and said urgently: “Sixth Brother, Xiao Cao told me Fifth Brother is in danger. I need to go save him first. You wait here for the 908 Bureau people, okay! Stay put and don’t run around.”
With that, Nan Yuanman patted Feng Jingcheng’s arm. Before he could react, she slapped a speed talisman on herself and whooshed away at high speed.
“Hey! Perfection, wait…!” Feng Jingcheng instinctively reached out, but could only grab empty air.
Feng Jingcheng: “…Grass.” Whose temper was this hothead following?!
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On the other side, inside the club private room, it was also a mess. Feng Yanxiu frantically dodged to escape for his life. Zheng Zi’ang, with half his face gone and missing both hands, chased tightly behind him like a mad dog.
And behind Zheng Zi’ang was Xiao Cao chasing him relentlessly.
Originally, Feng Yanxiu had planned to leave. After all, he was just an ordinary person and staying wouldn’t help; he might even drag down this scarecrow.
But as he was about to go out, the woman on the sofa suddenly woke up for some reason. Seeing Zheng Zi’ang clinging to the wall like a spider, she screamed in terror.
Zheng Zi’ang had already been chased to his wits’ end by Xiao Cao, half his face destroyed and one hand gone, right when he needed life force to replenish himself.
The awakened woman was the perfect supplement and prey.
Zheng Zi’ang decisively rushed toward the woman at the cost of losing his last hand. The terrified woman only screamed and didn’t know to dodge at all, so Feng Yanxiu had no choice but to tackle her down to evade Zheng Zi’ang’s attack.
And he also fell into Zheng Zi’ang’s sights.
Thus creating the current situation.
The worst part was that Feng Yanxiu couldn’t run outside. He was afraid that running out would lead Zheng Zi’ang to attack others, making the scene even more uncontrollable. He could only grudgingly play cat-and-mouse with Zheng Zi’ang inside the private room.
But the private room was too cramped. No matter how fast Feng Yanxiu was, he couldn’t avoid getting hurt. His back and limbs all had bite wounds of varying degrees.
What horrified him even more was that the wounds bitten by Zheng Zi’ang were slowly turning blue. His whole body started feeling cold, his consciousness gradually blurring, nearly letting Zheng Zi’ang bite his neck.
Luckily Xiao Cao knocked him away, or he would already be lying on the ground.
Feng Yanxiu ran in despair and embarrassment, praying silently in his heart for Nan Yuanman to come soon. He couldn’t hold on much longer!!
Zheng Zi’ang let out a guttural cold laugh from his throat, his red-glowing eyes fixed on Feng Yanxiu’s nape: “You can’t escape. Your life is mine!”
As soon as the words fell, Zheng Zi’ang kicked off with both legs, shooting toward Feng Yanxiu. Xiao Cao lunged down from mid-air, slicing with a swish and directly cutting Zheng Zi’ang’s body in half.
Zheng Zi’ang’s lower half splattered to the ground. His upper half charged straight at Feng Yanxiu’s back, ferociously opening its big mouth to bite hard at his nape!
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