Chapter 36 Who is Right and Who is Wrong_1
Nighttime offered her the best cover. The night was dark, the wind strong, and it was the eve of an exam. Dressed in a light blue trench coat, she wrapped her delicate body tightly inside. She then swiftly jumped down directly from the second floor, avoided the cameras, and ran into the pitch-black night.
She found that the Medicine King Canon allowed her to move as light as a swallow, and her running speed was much faster. The pale blue figure darted through the streets and lanes like a breeze, heading towards the darkest part of B City’s night market.
She had often gone out scouting these last few nights and was already familiar with the roads here. The strong scent of blood abruptly made Shangguan You halt. She carefully hid in the shadows, watching the bloody clash before her.
Crimson blood gushed onto the ground amidst severed limbs and dismembered bodies. Blood-drenched individuals collapsed, stiff as boards, while others holding knives desperately thrust their blades into their opponents’ bellies. The air was thick with the stench of blood.
"Li Qing, beg for mercy, and I’ll spare your life. Otherwise..." The blood-drenched middle-aged man’s sinister eyes swept around. He grabbed a woman beside him and pressed a gun to her forehead. The combatants immediately stopped, glaring fiercely at each other.
"Zhang Hu, let her go, or I’ll make sure you die without a complete corpse!" Li Qing said, wiping sweat from his forehead. A long knife wound on his arm continued to bleed profusely.
"HAHAHA! If you won’t surrender, Li Qing, then have the courage to watch your woman die at my hands. TSK, TSK, TSK, this skin feels rather nice." Zhang Hu held the gun to the woman’s forehead with one hand. With his other, he violently squeezed her cheek. Two bright streams of blood flowed down her face, a horrifying sight.
"TSK, TSK, such a figure, such a face! She’s better than all the women I’ve had before. Truly top-grade." Zhang Hu laughed lewdly, his other hand growing restless. His sleazy eyes continuously scanned the woman, yet the corners of his eyes remained viciously fixed on Li Qing’s every move.
"Zhang Hu, are you even a man? What kind of man targets a woman?"