Chapter 50: Retribution For The Eel-croc At Last
Jiang Yu Xin held Zhang Qian’s face with both hands, staring straight into his eyes. “Will you be afraid of me?”
“I’m not really afraid. Your ability just looks intimidating. I’ve seen Ghost Controllers hundreds of times more terrifying than you.”
For example, Xun Can from the Tattoo Parlor.
The enigmatic Republic of China Era Big Shot, though his strength seemed not as good as Luo Wensong’s…
“Becoming a Ghost Controller isn’t anything special, but you used a Fierce Ghost’s Supernatural Power to attack several ordinary people. I haven’t decided yet how to deal with you.” Zhang Qian said honestly.
He didn’t plan to hand Jiang Yu Xin over to Headquarters and was prepared to handle it his own way.
The best outcome would be gaining a potential partner; the worst would be gaining a Fierce Ghost.
Zhang Qian was quite interested in the Skinning ability. Ordinary human skin was just tainted with supernatural aura, but he wondered what unique effect peeling off a Ghost Skin would have.
“I support your decision…” Jiang Yu Xin grabbed Zhang Qian’s right hand and placed it on her neck. Her voice was still soft and alluring. “If you want to act, I won’t resist.”
“It’s not that I have to kill you, or else I’d have handed you over to Headquarters. You have old grudges with Zhuang Min and the other two. If you only attacked those three, it means you still have some rationality.” Zhang Qian’s right hand applied slight pressure. “But if you launched indiscriminate attacks, it would mean the Fierce Ghost has started controlling your thoughts.”
Revenge was understandable. Ghost Controllers were still human, after all, and Zhang Qian wouldn’t demand that Jiang Yu Xin let go of her past hatred.
Moreover, he had vaguely heard about those matters. Since Zhuang Min and the others had acted, they had to bear the risk of retaliation. If they were dead now, they only had themselves to blame.
“Besides Fang Jun and those three, there was no one else…” Jiang Yu Xin thought for a moment and corrected herself. “There was also that man in the corridor just now. I scared him unconscious, but he should be fine.”
Luckily, there shouldn’t be any problems.
As for whether she was lying, it wasn’t that important.
Zhang Qian moved his hand away and patted Yu Xin’s head to comfort her.
“So what’s the deal with Fang Jun? He’s a bit like a simp, but he shouldn’t have offended you, right?”
“He mocked you before and wanted to see you make a fool of yourself.” Jiang Yu Xin’s tone was serious, as if Fang Jun had committed some heinous crime.
“I wasn’t even angry… You wanted to kill him over something so trivial?” Zhang Qian paused in his steps.
This seems a bit abnormal?
It wasn’t just Fang Jun either. Including Liu Chuang and Tian Hao, without Zhang Qian’s rescue, they would definitely be lying dead on the ground by now.
“I don’t think that’s trivial…”
Jiang Yu Xin pulled Zhang Qian’s hand and pressed it to her chest.
Even through the thick layer of fat, Zhang Qian could feel the frantically beating heart and faintly hear the thumping sound.
Could it be that Jiang Yu Xin…
Also had Emperor Engine?
Setting aside the baseless odd association, Zhang Qian noticed Yu Xin’s face was flushed and fine beads of sweat were emerging on her body.
Her eyes were clearly clear and bright, yet in a daze, Zhang Qian seemed to see a pink heart?
He wanted to pull his hand away, but it was firmly held down by two white hands.
Yu Xin’s voice was somewhat syrupy. “In my view, they all deserve to die.”
Women are so scary.
“But since it’s your wish, we’ll let Fang Jun go then.” Yu Xin gave Zhang Qian a gentle smile. “Liu Yu too—should I spare her life, or do you want me to control her and make her your slave?”
“Is Fang Jun even salvageable like this?” Zhang Qian selectively ignored the latter sentence.
“Of course.” Yu Xin lightly waved her hand.
The skin on Fang Jun’s body bulged as if alive, the left and right halves climbing upward and finally merging on his back.
Leaving only a faint wound that was imperceptible unless looked at closely.
“There, now just send him to the hospital.” Yu Xin said.
“It’s surprisingly simple. I thought you’d go over and pull the human skin together with your hands.” Zhang Qian said casually.
It seemed Fang Jun’s human skin had already been corroded and was now under Jiang Yu Xin’s control…
But at least he was still alive and well, which was better than that Zhuang Min next door.
“No, disgusting.” Yu Xin sighed. “Zhuang Min can’t be restored; she’s damaged too thoroughly.”
Unlike Fang Jun’s straight wound, cracks were crooked and twisted all over Zhuang Min’s body.
She was practically a broken Cloth Doll, showing that Jiang Yu Xin’s hatred for her ran a bit deeper.
“It’s fine; you can make your own decisions. But no more casually attacking ordinary people in the future, or before Headquarters even gets involved, I’ll personally hunt you down.” Zhang Qian said seriously.
“Mm… I remember.” Yu Xin nodded, then asked, “Can we play together in the future?”
“No, I have serious business to attend to.”
“Oh~ What is it?” Jiang Yu Xin asked.
Zhang Qian made up a bunch of excuses offhand. “Lots of things: cultivation, guarding against some mysterious organization, finding ways to stop supernatural corrosion… Anyway, I’m very busy.”
“Alright then. If you need anything, just call me—anything at all.”
After Jiang Yu Xin waved goodbye, Zhuang Min followed closely behind her.
But Zhang Qian noticed that the wound on Zhuang Min’s back had already healed, though her clothes were still somewhat torn.
Zhang Qian poked his head out and only relaxed after confirming Jiang Yu Xin had gone far away.
“Why does she act like a yandere? Too scary.”
On the ground, several pale Ghost Hands quietly appeared, opening the golden bag and placing two pieces of human skin inside.
Then, several Ghost Hands dragged the body bag to Zhang Qian’s feet and performed various high-difficulty maneuvers according to his will.
These derived Ghost Hands had also inherited a bit of the original’s ability—probably not enough against ghosts, but perfectly fine for anesthetizing ordinary people.
Earlier, he had used these Ghost Hands to control the lights in the room and suppress Fang Jun without touching his body.
“Does this mean I’ve fully digested the last Pill? I can prepare to refine the next one. I hope Wang Xiaoming’s Ghost Candle is really that miraculous and has some effect on me…”
Carrying the bag out of the Restaurant, Zhang Qian unexpectedly found Yu Xin still waiting for him at the Main Entrance.
Yu Xin glanced at the body bag and asked, “Comrade Zhang Qian, how’s the situation inside?”
“It’s been resolved. Only two deaths. Please notify the families.” Zhang Qian reminded him. “There’s a dead fat guy in that small room, but he’s tough and still alive. Take him to the hospital for a blood transfusion and he’ll be fine.”
“Thank you for your efforts.” Yu Xin checked his mobile phone. “Headquarters’ one million gold bonus should have been deposited into your account by now. Also, Mr. Li Yan applied for a service pistol for you; it should arrive tomorrow morning.”
