Chapter 42: Chapter 42 Dilemma (4 updates)
When the head is severed, a person will die.
This is a truth of life!
Brother Hu has never seen anyone who lost their head and yet didn’t die.
So, Brother Hu, holding Second Sister, strode towards Fang Yu’s corpse.
"Hahaha!"
"See, isn’t this taken care of!"
As he walked, he spoke like a victor, brimming with pride.
"When Brother Hu makes a move, when have I ever failed to handle things."
It felt like just another day’s work for him, savoring the fruits of victory.
"Everyone has weaknesses. I don’t need to be stronger than everyone else, I just need to be stronger than their weaknesses!"
"Look, Diao Deyi, this is the fate of those who oppose your Brother Hu..."
Suddenly, after taking ten steps, Brother Hu stopped abruptly in his tracks.
He felt that sothing was off.
A subtle difference from the usual atmosphere of victory.
So, he paused and pondered.
Then, suddenly he looked to the side!
Indeed! His gaze was not on the headless corpse.
But on the side... Diao Ruru!
Brother Hu realized what was missing at this mont.
The scene of family mbers wailing in heartbreak, the cries tearing through the air, the intense and almost suffocating curses.
But this Diao Ruru in his hand showed none of the intense reactions one would expect from a ’hostage’ witnessing the death of a ’relative’.
Aside from showing tension and concern, there was even... excitent?
A chill went down Brother Hu’s spine, and he quickly turned his gaze to the corpse.
The headless corpse lay motionless, without any sign of life.
Blood was strewn all over the ground, and the severed neck of the headless corpse was still oozing blood.
The corpse appeared to be very convincingly dead.
But the family’s reaction was far from adequate!
It seed that Second Sister felt Brother Hu’s gaze, and she hastily made noises, excitedly trying to yell sothing.
But emotionally, Brother Hu could no longer feel the authenticity.
Brother Hu was a man who only trusted his instincts.
So, he reversed his hand, gripped the sword.
And hurled it with all his might at Fang Yu’s corpse in front of him!
Swoosh—
The long sword soared through the air.
"Wu wu wu?!!!!" Diao Ruru’s eyes widened, her body trembled, and she fought fiercely.
This reaction, now it was right!
Brother Hu’s face revealed a sinister smile; he grasped Diao Ruru’s neck with one hand, staring intently at the distant headless corpse.
Zi!!
The sword precisely pierced the headless corpse’s chest!
The Sword entered three inches into the chest!
-13!
[Diao Deyi: 8.5/22.]
What Brother Hu couldn’t see, was the bright red critical hit damage floating up from the headless corpse.
The sword entered the chest.
But the corpse did not move.
Only the hostage in his hands showed an intense, real emotion.
Brother Hu’s lips curled into an arc.
Now, even you, a headless corpse, should be dead.
Holding the hostage, he continued to move forward, approaching the headless corpse.
He revealed a fierce grin, flung Diao Ruru aside, seized the long sword embedded in the headless corpse’s chest with both hands, and thrust downwards forcefully!
Zi!!
The blade entered the body further, erged from the back, and plunged into the ground.
-5!
[Diao Deyi: 2.5/22.]
Blood from the chest spouted like a hot spring, staining the ground red.
"The heart has been pierced through."
"Now you should be truly dead!"
Brother Hu’s face turned ferocious.
-0.5.
The torn wound bled persistently.
[Diao Deyi: 2/22.]
"Wu wu wu!""
Second Sister cried out, tears streaming down like rain.
"See, isn’t this the right feeling!"
Brother Hu released his grip and looked at Second Sister, feeling pleased.
"Everyone has weaknesses. I don’t need to be stronger than everyone else, I just need to be stronger than their weaknesses!"
Brother Hu relied on this to be invincible, rising rapidly within the Black Tiger Gang.
As long as there were no limits to what he would do, there was no fear of not finding a thod to exploit!
-0.5.
[Diao Deyi: 1.5/22.]
Brother Hu lifted his foot, intending to move towards Second Sister.
"Don’t worry, Diao Deyi, I’ll take good care of your sister, and after I’ve had my fill of her I will send her off to the Mandarin Duck Pavilion to sell herself and earn
money. That’s a long-term plan..."
As Brother Hu was babbling on, he suddenly fell silent.
He froze on the spot as if electrocuted, eyes widening.
Because, just now, he seed to have heard... the corpse speaking.
-0.5.
[Diao Deyi: 0.5/22.]
As if realizing sothing, Brother Hu swiftly turned to look at the headless corpse.
He saw the previously lifeless Fang Yu, his head beside his body, eyes calmly watching Brother Hu, as if looking at... a corpse.
"Shen Lan... add points!"
[Attribute Points: 1→0.]
[Physique: 2.2→3.2.]
[Life: 0.5/22→10.5/32.]
Boom!!
A warm surge swept through his body.
Strength surged forth.
"You?!"
In the mont Brother Hu reflexively recoiled in horror.
Slap!!
A large hand, like a vice, clamped down firmly on his retreating neck!
"Diao, Diao Deyi?!!"
Fang Yu, with a sword embedded in his chest, slowly rose to his feet.
"It’s ."
The calm voice, seemingly without any ripples, ca from the head on the ground.
Headless, yet still alive?
Pierced through the heart, yet still able to rise again!
Realizing sothing, Brother Hu cried out in shock.
"You’re a demon..."
Bang!!
Fang Yu’s fist, as big as a sandbag, had already smashed into his face!
Like being hit in the face with a thousand-pound iron boulder, the terrifying impact shattered his facial bones, broke his nose, and burst his left eye.
The indented fist print sank deep into half of his face, instantly extinguishing his thoughts.
-25!!
[Yang Hu: 0/25.]
[System Notification: Congratulations to the player for killing [Yang Hu], gaining 8 Experience Points.]
[System Notification: Congratulations to the player for diligently practicing [Solid Foundation Technique], proficiency
1.]
Blood splattered, covering Fang Yu’s face.
One punch, death!
This is... my full force strike!
Fang Yu tossed away Brother Hu’s corpse, wiped off the sword from his chest, and took deep breaths.
-1.
[Diao Deyi: 9.5/32.]
Although he lost another point of blood, at least it didn’t keep dropping.
"Uh uh uh?!!"
Sister Er, seeing Fang Yu resurrected, trembled with excitent.
She ran over and pressed her face against Fang Yu’s chest.
"It’s nothing."
Although it was quite painful, the Data Avatar Body would be fine as long as it didn’t lose blood.
Fang Yu then noticed that Sister Er’s hands had also been tied up at so point, which explained why she didn’t remove the gag from her mouth first before speaking.
He cut the ropes with the blade, and Sister Er imdiately began frantically touching Fang Yu all over.
"I’m really okay."
"Uh uh uh!" Sister Er glared, as if scolding him.
Fang Yu pointed to his mouth.
Only then did she realize it and quickly removed the rag from her mouth.
"Diao Deyi, have you lost your mind? Big Brother’s life and death are uncertain, and yet you still want
to lose you too, don’t you?"
"You lunatic! Lunatic!"
"Do you know how scared I was... scared to death by you..."
While saying this, she leaned on his chest and started crying again.
"What happened here?"
Just then, a voice sounded at the door.
Fang Yu looked up.
With just one glance, his pupils contracted violently, his body stiffened, and his blood seed to freeze in that mont.
Because a man dressed from the Foolish Underworld had entered the room.
And the na displayed above his head was...
[Yue Guang: 605/605.]
In that instant, Fang Yu’s heartbeat accelerated, his hands and feet turned ice-cold as if plunging into an ice cave.
Really... out of the wolf’s den and into the tiger’s mouth.
Yue Guang seed to notice Fang Yu’s severed head on the ground at first glance.
And... the pierced heart.
His eyes imdiately fixed on Fang Yu.
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
He walked over with large strides.
Every step he took made Fang Yu’s heart race with fear!
Like a cat with its fur standing on end, Fang Yu wished he could turn and run imdiately!
But he resisted the impulse.
Because there was no escape.
In front of a vast disparity in strength, he had no chance to escape!
However, when Yue Guang approached and frowned, stopping in front of him, Fang Yu suddenly felt that the other party might not be intent on killing.
"Foolish Underworld sir, it’s not what you think, Diao Deyi is..."
Sister Er desperately tried to explain sothing but suddenly her vision blurred.
In the next mont, a huge hand filled her entire view, seemingly about to crush her head at any mont.
Sister Er, terrified and gaping, was at a loss for words and speechless.
But the owner of the hand had no interest in glancing at her even once, a flash of blue light on his hand, and Sister Er fainted to the ground.
Yue Guang continued to stare intently at the wound in Fang Yu’s chest, where the human heart would be, noticing a knife-shaped hole, but... the heart was still beating strongly.
Yue Guang looked up, his gaze finally resting on Fang Yu’s face.
He spoke slowly.
"Why didn’t you deal with her?"
Her?
Fang Yu was instantly stunned.
His brain thought for less than half a second before he understood the other’s aning.
Yue Guang was talking about Sister Er.
But what is the situation now? Why would I have to deal with Sister Er?
Why does Yue Guang treat
with such an attitude?
With his heart pounding, Fang Yu thought for a mont and replied without changing his expression.
"She’s still useful."
Yue Guang picked up Fang Yu’s severed head from the ground and placed it back on top of his head.
Looking down again at Fang Yu’s heart pierced by the sword wound, he lifted his eyelids to look at him.
"You’re too careless."
"Since a comrade was sacrificed for a high-status identity, don’t make rash moves; keep your mouth shut! Eat fewer humans!"
"Also, at the gathering, why didn’t I rember you? Shuang Xuyao’s plan, why didn’t she execute it? Why are you here instead? What relation are you to her?"
Shuang Xuyao?
Gathering?
High-status identity?
Does this an... he thinks I am a demon ally?
Killed another demon, took on a high-status identity, and infiltrated human society?
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