241: Chapter 239 Daming Lakeside 241: Chapter 239 Daming Lakeside Looking at the table full of spiritual materials and Supernatural Weapons, Wen Wen laughed, even though most of them were taken by that blue monster, the leftovers were still a handso loot for Wen Wen.
Just as Wen Wen reached for those things, a bizarre bolt of lightning struck.
The lightning was incredibly fast, and even Wen Wen couldn’t dodge it, getting struck directly on the hand.
The electric current passed through his whole body, causing his chest hair to stand on end.
Yes, the Philosophical State does co with chest hair, growing thickly in a V-shape on the chest.
However, the lightning wasn’t strong, it seed more like a warning than an attack.
So, apart from feeling a bit itchy where his chest hair rose, Wen Wen felt no other discomfort.
He turned his head towards the direction from which the lightning had co and saw a young man with yellow hair standing there.
Wen Wen knew this youth; he was a Demon Hunter who had squashed Wen Wen’s rat.
The young man’s hand flickered with electric light as he intently said to Wen Wen, “I am Yang Sheng from the Hunter Association’s First Special Operations Team, give you thirty seconds to tell your origin, otherwise I will treat you as an enemy.”
Yang Sheng had actually infiltrated this place earlier, as Wen Wen knew to take advantage of the mont right after Profane Blood appeared weak to loot, the Hunters Association naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity.
He had seen Wen Wen chase away that blue-skinned monster and seen him kill those little green monsters, tying one of them up with chains and dragging it into the Sanctuary.
So, Yang Sheng could confirm Wen Wen was an enemy of Profane Blood, but the enemy of an enemy was not necessarily a friend, so he couldn’t just watch Wen Wen take those things.
Wen Wen glanced at Yang Sheng, then his mouth drooped, and he put on a sour face.
“Who I am, heh.”
This left Yang Sheng feeling baffled; the expression didn’t seem hostile, but more like Wen Wen was soone Yang Sheng owed money to.
“Did we, know each other before?” Yang Sheng asked stiffly.
Wen Wen snobbishly flicked his head: “Heh, you know very well what you did.”
Dressed like this and with chest hair grown, Wen Wen simply let himself be in this state, so he could do anything he wanted.
“So what the hell did I do after all!”
Yang Sheng was frustrated, Wen Wen’s act was too convincing, making Yang Sheng feel like a scoundrel, even with his appearance of honor…
But Yang Sheng wasn’t a fool, if Wen Wen couldn’t provide specific information, he would still be treated by Wen Wen as an enemy.
Seeing that he had successfully stirred Yang Sheng’s emotions, Wen Wen’s eyes rolled slyly, then secretly tapped on his fingers before fiercely rebuking Yang Sheng with a face as cold as frost: “You really forgot about , humph!
n are all pigs!”
This ti, Wen Wen’s voice was that of a delicate young girl.
Yang Sheng looked thoughtful; he had indeed heard this voice before.
Could it be a woman he knew had turned into this?
Before joining the Hunters Association, Yang Sheng was quite a playboy; he genuinely couldn’t rember how many won he had ssed with.
Seeing his expression, Wen Wen knew he had taken the bait, and then imdiately started fidgeting while saying, “Brother Yang, do you still rember Xia Yuhe by Daming Lakeside?”
“Xia Yuhe… This sounds like it involves …”
Yang Sheng, being young, really got lured by Wen Wen’s suggestion for a mont.
So taking advantage of his montary daze, Wen Wen snapped his fingers twice, first taking a deep breath, then suddenly exhaling fiercely while unleashing the Arsonist Ghost’s Fla Manipulation ability.
Fierce flas turned into a barrier, encircling Yang Sheng, then Wen Wen casually grabbed a few items from the table and prepared to run away.
But he had only run a few steps when a thick bolt of lightning burst from the flas and struck at Wen Wen!
“Scoundrel, don’t you run!”
Even though Wen Wen had fooled Yang Sheng, as a Demon Hunter, Yang Sheng never let his guard down.
However, Wen Wen had anticipated this move and quickly blocked the lightning with his right hand.
The Catastrophe Gloves completely absorbed the lightning, not causing Wen Wen any harm.
“Brother Yang, don’t forget about next ti.”
After loudly mocking him, Wen Wen sprinted away, vanishing from Yang Sheng’s sight in the blink of an eye.
Yang Sheng’s face turned cloudy and uncertain.
After hesitating for a long while, he ultimately did not chase after him.
Just earlier, Wen Wen had nonchalantly used his lightning, so Yang Sheng realized that he might not have seen Wen Wen’s full strength, which made him slightly uneasy.
Now, Yang Sheng believed he had figured out Wen Wen’s identity—a third party beyond the Hunters Association and Profane Blood, and he intended to report this once he was outside.
Of course, the main reason he did not chase was…
he seed to have really heard that voice sowhere before…
Well, of course he had heard that voice, because the tone Wen Wen chose belonged to an actress who often appeared on TV but was not very noticeable, making her voice familiar yet montarily unplaceable to him.
Seeing that Yang Sheng did not pursue, Wen Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
Even though he was not afraid of Yang Sheng, being caught by him would be a bit of a hassle.
But soon, Wen Wen started to smirk.
From today onwards, Yang Sheng’s mind would probably often envision a scene of a burly man with chest hair delicately calling him ‘Brother Yang’.
After all, the Guile Tree Spirit’s mimicking ability also had its convincing additional properties!
In truth, Wen Wen had fooled Yang Sheng rely to annoy him; he could have escaped directly if he wanted.
But since this guy had crushed his puppet rat, Wen Wen would definitely seize any opportunity to trick him.
That was just the kind of vengeful person Detective Wen was.
Following the path he ca by, Wen Wen did not switch back to ghost form but instead used his robust physique to dig a tunnel and climb back to the surface.
As soon as his head popped out, he saw a shocking scene.
There lay an incredibly huge monster on the ground, which, even lying down, was several tens of ters tall, and if it were to stand up completely, its height might well approach a hundred ters!
The tentacles and pincers that protruded earlier were rely so organs on the monster’s head and shoulders, while its true body had always been underground!
Its body, covered with nurous twisted asymtrical limbs, resembled the giant monsters that often appear in special effects movies, creating a trendous visual impact.
Yet this huge monster, even after fully erging from the ground, was no match for the Hunters Association.
Now it lay there, its body covered in wounds inflicted by Supernatural Power, with the most fatal being a hole about ten ters in diater in its chest.
The wound was void of any blood, all seared off by intense energy.
From the scale of that wound, it was not far off from the Catastrophe Level strength Wen Wen had used through the puppet rat.
“Is this the power of the True Sequence in the Assimilation Realm…”
Wen Wen gazed up at the sky, where Corrupt Blood and another powerful mber of the Hunters Association were fiercely clashing, his heart filled with longing.
“Thirty years in the east of the river…
No, I don’t think I count as a youth anymore…
Maybe it’s ti for a new change, hmm…
“Forget it, I’m not cut out for this sentintal stuff, I’m out, I’m out.”
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