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Soon, twenty or thirty people rushed in. The group of strong men wore black suits and sunglasses, exuding an intimidating aura that resembled the gangsters from movies.
The leader was a girl in her early twenties, dressed in a striking red gown. With a wave of her right hand, she commanded, "Surround those two!"
"Yes, Boss!" The strong men charged forward, encircling me and Lin Ziran without giving us a chance to speak.
The spirit of Head of the Horns saw the girl and his face lit up with excitement. He rushed to her side and shouted, "Zhi Hong, it's Dad! Look at me!"
The spirit of Head of the Horns cried out desperately, but Jiao Zhi Hong did not activate her Yin-Yang Eyes; she couldn't see him.
"I never expected that Head of the Horns' daughter would be the leader of a gang!" I thought to myself as I heard his voice, feeling a mix of emotions.
Jiao Zhi Hong ignored both me and Lin Ziran. She walked alone to Head of the Horns' corpse, quietly observing his mangled body. The killing intent around her intensified.
Both Lin Ziran and I sensed the shift in Jiao Zhi Hong's demeanor. Lin Ziran stepped closer to me and said, "Jiang Ling, this is bad! Should we team up and break out now?"
Although we hadn’t killed Head of the Horns ourselves, it was just the two of us here. Even if we wanted to explain ourselves, Jiao Zhi Hong might not listen.
"Let's give it a try!" I nodded, temporarily setting aside my grievances with Lin Ziran. I tightened my grip on the Demon-Subduing Staff while Lin Ziran drew the ancient sword from his back. We exchanged glances before turning and rushing toward the exit together.
"Kid, looking for death?" Just as we moved, the strong men swiftly pulled open their jackets and drew half-meter-long blades from their waists, charging at us without hesitation.
Seeing the glinting blades before me sent a wave of panic through my body; I nearly wet myself. I realized I was still too young for this. I quickly dropped my Demon-Subduing Staff on the ground, threw myself down, covered my head with my arms, and shouted loudly, "Big brother, I'm sorry! Let's talk it out; no need for knives!"
Don’t ask why my actions were so practiced; watch a few gangster movies and you'll naturally become as adept as I am.
Lin Ziran clearly hadn’t seen any gangster films. He was kicked away by those strong men. Although they didn’t use their knives, he still received a barrage of punches and kicks.
"That foolish child!" I couldn't help but glance at Lin Ziran, who was letting out a scream like a slaughtered pig. I felt a twinge of sympathy for him. Those burly men were from the underworld, professional thugs who hit hard. Watching Lin Ziran take the beating made me feel his pain.
After about two minutes, the men finally stopped. Although I had taken a few kicks myself during this time, seeing Lin Ziran's bruised body and his head beaten to a pulp brought a sense of balance to my heart, and I couldn't help but let out a light chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Lin Ziran cursed, sitting on the ground in frustration, burying his head in his arms.
At that moment, the spirit of Head of the Horns floated above us and asked, "Master, is there any way for my daughter to see me?"
I slapped my forehead as I suddenly remembered the existence of Head of the Horns' spirit. I muttered to myself, "Right! As long as we let Jiao Zhi Hong see Head of the Horns' spirit, everything can be explained!"
"Head of the Horns, come here!" I waved at Head of the Horns' spirit, then bit my finger and drew a Buddhist Seal on its back.
"This mark will allow your spirit to manifest, but only those who have you in their hearts can see your presence! Head of the Horns, please explain everything to your daughter; I'm counting on you!" After finishing the seal, I quickly put my hands together and earnestly requested.
"Master, don't worry! I'll make things clear with Zhi Hong; you can count on me!" Head of the Horns smiled and then floated in front of Jiao Zhi Hong.
Lin Ziran and I were a bit far away and could only see Head of the Horns talking to Jiao Zhi Hong but couldn't hear what they were saying.
"Who is the boss talking to?" The group of burly men looked at Jiao Zhi Hong in surprise. However, after she shot them a glare, they quickly turned their heads away, not daring to look again.
"Jiao Zhi Hong is really something!" I thought to myself. A girl just over twenty years old, only a few years older than me, yet she had the ability to intimidate this group of thugs. I couldn't help but admire her strength.
Time ticked by second by second, and soon more than ten minutes had passed. Finally, Head of the Horns and Jiao Zhi Hong finished their conversation.
"Master, thank you!" Head of the Horns turned to me with a smile and waved his hand. His spirit became increasingly transparent until it vanished from sight. Having fulfilled his wish, Head of the Horns directly ascended into the Underworld.
Head of the Horns In that fleeting moment of disappearance, I saw a thin strand of Golden Light flying towards me, piercing into my Dantian. I felt the Buddhist Power within my Dantian grow just a little stronger. Confused, I scratched my ear and muttered to myself, "Is this how the Buddhist Sect cultivates its power?"
At that moment, Jiao Zhi Hong finally approached. She commanded two subordinates to properly handle the body of Head of the Horns, then her gaze swept over me and Lin Ziran, sizing us up before she spoke, "You two are coming with me!"
Upon hearing Jiao Zhi Hong's words, a chill ran down my spine, and an ominous premonition surged within me. I quickly replied, "Hey, Jiao Zhi Hong, we didn't kill your dad. Can you not take us with you?"
"If you had killed him, you two would already be corpses!" Jiao Zhi Hong shot me a cold glance, her tone irritated as she said, "I'm in a bad mood and want to find two punching bags to vent my frustration! Are you coming or not?"
As soon as Jiao Zhi Hong finished speaking, her group of disciples immediately surrounded us, brandishing their blades and looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
Lin Ziran and I swallowed hard, too frightened to move. I forced a smile and nodded quickly, saying, "Of course we're going! With Boss Horn personally inviting us, how could we possibly refuse!"
We were forcibly shoved into a car by those burly men. Once the engine roared to life, we headed towards Pingtang Wharf, their base and the location where the Evil Insect Master would appear tonight. Neither Lin Ziran nor I had any idea about what was unfolding.
Sitting beside me with his head hung low, Lin Ziran sighed and said, "You know, Jiang Ling, running into you has been the worst luck of my life! If I can escape this time, I'm leaving here for good and returning to Maoshan to cultivate! I don't want to see you again!"
Seeing Lin Ziran's pitiful expression brought me some unexpected satisfaction, making me less annoyed with him. I patted his shoulder and chuckled, "Come on, Lin Ziran, do you really think hiding in Maoshan will keep you safe? That's impossible! I'll come find you in Maoshan, Eighty-Seventh Generation Disciple of Maoshan, Jikong. Haha."
(End of Chapter)
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