Chapter 59 [035] Zuan Culture, Falling from the Sky
Chapter 59 [035] Zuan Culture, Falling from the Sky
At the edge of the cemetery, the collector raised his head slightly in his wheelchair. On the other side of the canal, a flash of light streaked across the night sky, cutting through the thick black clouds and reaching the zenith.
The Collector recognized this as Mu Yue's ability: "Zwick may be dead."
The Monk of Extinction was 10 meters away from the Collector, keeping a vigilant attitude towards himself and Granny Thousand Stars.
"Amitabha. Whether he succeeds in transferring his soul or not, I don't want to be by his side when he dies."
The dark bamboo hat on his head was hit by the acid rain, making a metallic sound. In other parts of his body, the monk used his internal force to make the acid rain evaporate an inch away from his skin before it could even touch his skin.
The Thousand Star Granny who was confronting him seemed to lack internal strength, but if you look closely you will find that the cat's fur is not wet at all, and the raindrops only bounce off at a distance of a few millimeters.
Grandma Qianxing's control over her internal energy is obviously more sophisticated, but unfortunately her stature is short and her total amount is limited.
The blazing flames in the hands of the exterminating monk burned even more vigorously under the heavy rain. His thick lips kept mumbling something like scriptures:
"The raging fire will burn the body, leaving all worries behind and seeing the other shore. The Buddha is merciful, he will cut off karma and save people. Money is everything, if you don't have money, you will die..."
Grandma Qianxing was speechless about this monk: Although you don’t seem to have a sense of humor, but you can read this thing seriously, are you really not a comedian?
In order to delay time, Grandma Qianxing did not take the initiative to attack.
Ten meters to the right of Grandma Qianxing, four ninjas formed a sword formation to resist the werewolves. They were all injured, but they could still barely maintain the formation without being disrupted.
Granny Qianxing needs to be distracted to take care of them. If the werewolf doesn't have to worry about Granny Qianxing's worries, it would be good if one of the four ninjas can escape alive.
Relying on the ability to transform into a werewolf, his physical fitness is incomparable to that of even the most beastly wolf-shaped Furui people!
It's a nightmare-like horror from a dark Gothic story! It can slaughter an entire armed guard with its sharp teeth and claws alone!
Of course, it was nothing to Granny Qianxing, but the werewolves and the Quincy had figured out the routine of "Iai Slash·Death Circle" and deliberately kept a certain distance.
Behind the werewolves and Quincy, the Collector observed the battlefield with interest.
The small "bright sky curtain" surrounding the wheelchair was powered up, blocking out all the harmful acid rain, and the collector's expensive clothes were not splashed at all.
"Instructor Qianxing, you came here. It really is because the Chief of Police betrayed my trust... But it's useless. Even if you and Mu Yue can escape tonight, when I enter the company, I will still cut off her beautiful hands."
"You bastard! You old fool actually want to cut off Mu Yue's hand!?"
With a loud shout, Qin Jiandan fell sharply from the side of Grandma Qianxing. His steps were too big and when he landed, he directly stepped on the already scarce concrete floor and broke it.
"Young Master! The Young Master is here!" The nine ninjas were deeply encouraged and their sword-holding postures became more standard.
Qin Jiandan looked towards the four ninjas and found a corpse with a big hole in the chest lying on the ground.
Did anyone from the Nine Ninjas die in battle?... We can't help it. People will die in battle. I will make up for the loss of the Falling Cherry Group.
Qin Jiandan turned his gaze back to the collector in the wheelchair:
"My wife's hands belong to me! I get anxious when someone else touches them, how dare you cut them? Today I will cut you open and hang you on a street lamp in the inner city!"
"Who is he?" The collector asked the female assistant as usual, but after the female assistant transformed into a werewolf, her animal nature overwhelmed her humanity. She howled a few times, still pressing on the four ninjas as a predator.
Grandma Qianxing had just seen "Moonlight Justice" streaking across the sky. Now that Qin Jiandan had returned, she was even more certain that Mu Yue was safe.
"You ask who he is?" Iai Cat lowered his guard and proudly introduced:
"This is Qin Jiandan, the young master of the Night Dragon Society, Mu Yue's... fiancé! He is a violent person by nature, and now he wants to tear you guys apart with his bare hands!"
"I've never heard that Mu Yue has a fiancé!" The collector punched the armrest of the wheelchair. Qin Jiandan greeted him with all kinds of dirty words as soon as they met. The collector of noble status had never suffered such an insult.
The Quekai monk kept repeating the three words "Night Dragon Society" and his movements were hesitant.
Grandma Qianxing saw through his thoughts and cursed, "Evil monk! You must have heard of the name of Qin Qi from the Night Dragon Society, right? Qin Qi has already passed on the "Steel Armor Breathing Method" that you are afraid of to Qin Jiandan! If you can restrain me, he can restrain you. Let Qin Jiandan save you today!"
After saying that, Grandma Qianxing pushed Qin Jiandan from behind and said, "Switch opponents. I'll take care of the werewolf."
Grandma Qianxing was very short, and she could only touch the back of Qin Jiandan's knees. Apart from this, Grandma Qianxing's line was pretty cool.
Iai Cat walked between the werewolf and the four ninjas and said to the ninjas behind him: "You will only be a hindrance if you stay here. Disperse quickly and go to the village to kill the clown and save the survivors!" The ninjas did not take any action, but turned around to ask the young master's opinion.
Qin Jiandan shouted, "Listen to Grandma Qianxing! My father-in-law is also in the village. You must save him if you see him. If the enemy is too strong, come back and call me!"
With the young master's order, the four ninjas evacuated quickly, but the werewolves could not chase them because of the obstruction of Granny Qianxing.
One of the ninjas asked his colleague: "The young master didn't say what his father-in-law looks like, how can we save him?"
The colleague kept walking and replied, "The young master's father-in-law is the former deputy chief of police. Since he is from the inner city, he must be well dressed. Whoever is well dressed in the village is the young master's father-in-law!"
The battlefield became a one-on-one situation between Qin Jiandan and Grandma Qianxing. Although the number of their own side was reduced, their strength was greater.
Qin Jiandan asked, "Granny Qianxing, I heard that the collector has a female assistant. Where is she?"
Granny Qianxing snorted, "Across from me is the female assistant who used her powers to transform into a werewolf, but I'll kill her in no time."
“Ah—ah—ah—”
The Iai cat approached step by step in wooden clogs, and the werewolf howled, feeling threatened.
The werewolf was drenched by acid rain and was unable to use her inner strength to deflect the raindrops. The rain seeped into her left eye and she closed her eyes for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again, the Thousand Star Granny in front of him suddenly turned into three... no, more!
Half a second later, the werewolf realized that these were just chopped eyeballs, sending erroneous visual signals to the brain... She had been chopped into pieces in the blink of an eye!
"How is it possible..." The female assistant recovered her human language system at the last moment, "It turns out that it has such power without relying on defensive counterattacks!"
Granny Qianxing lost all her blood, put away her knife, and the werewolf's flesh and blood was spread all over the place. She was killed instantly!
Qin Jiandan, who witnessed Grandma Qianxing's actual combat, was secretly surprised.
What happened to that instantaneous speed? Not to mention the werewolf, even I couldn’t see it clearly. When Master used 30% of his strength to fight me, his body movements were almost the same… Even a Master with 30% of his strength couldn’t beat me!
Qin Jiandan's awe of Grandma Qianxing doubled immediately: In terms of speed alone, this old cat woman can match my master's strength by one-third if she uses all her strength! If she changes to a better knife, it is not impossible to chop me into pieces!
So, when I met her yesterday, she really showed mercy! And she was really lenient! She even called out "Iai Slash: Ancient Flow" as a warning. She's not a skill tank etcher, why did she have to call out the name of the move?
"Amitabha." Witnessing the werewolf being killed, the Monk put his palms together, and the flames were still burning rhythmically in the cracks between his palms.
"The female assistant has as much money as I do. It would be a sin for you to kill her, Donor Qianxing. Can we leave today's matter at this point?"
"What did you say?" The Collector looked fierce. "They killed my important assistant, and you're planning to let them go?"
The monk always hid his expression under his dark hat:
"Mr. Collector, you and I are capable of protecting ourselves. We can still escape unscathed and plan for the future. I don't know how powerful Qin Jiandan's "Steel Armor Breathing Method" is. If it is only one-tenth of Qin Qi's, then even your wheelchair..."
The Collector's eyes narrowed, and the Queke shut up in time, but he also revealed the secret that the Collector had chopped the attacking clown into pieces because of the wheelchair under him.
"We can't let them escape." Grandma Qianxing walked around the werewolf's body and approached the collector step by step.
"The Collector is over ninety years old and will soon be elected into the company's elder council. By then he will be extremely powerful and Mu Yue will still fall victim to his murderous hands!"
Qin Jiandan approached the Exterminating Monk in front of him at the same pace, but with a larger stride:
"To deal with evil, we must root it out! Grandma Qianxing, you go kill the collector, and I'll kill this Flame Demon Monk!"
Granny Qianxing nodded: "The Queyan is more powerful than the werewolf, you should be careful. There is something strange on his face, you can try to take off his bamboo hat."
Seeing that both his employer and the enemy were determined to fight, the exterminating monk raised one hand, speaking with a hint of regret:
"Qin Jiandan, since you are the young master of the Night Dragon Society, you must not be short of money, so why bother yourself? My "Heaven Burning Fire Palm" can melt iron and stone, and your "Steel Armor Breathing Method" may not be able to defend against it. What's the point of both sides being hurt?"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Qin Jiandan cursed, "You followed the collector to persecute my wife, I will chop off your bald head and use it as a chamber pot! We will know who has stronger martial arts skills after a try, are you afraid of being so shy!"
The devilish light in the eyes of the exterminating monk under his bamboo hat gradually grew stronger:
"Amitabha. It seems that Mr. Qin is about to die, and it is difficult to persuade him with good words. Then I will kill you first, and then protect Mr. Collector and leave!"
Qin Jiandan didn't wait for him to finish, he leaped forward with his whole body hardened and instantly arrived in front of the Quechen Monk!
"You bald ass! Let me see what's wrong with your face!"
(End of this chapter)