Chapter 43: The Cannon Barrel
Each anesthetic syringe was filled with different animal tranquilizers: ethyl carbamate, etorphine methoxyflurane compound, ketamine compound, dihydroetorphine...
Some of these anesthetics were purchased by Li Ang under the guise of a small pet clinic; others were prepared by Li Ang himself, utilizing his knowledge of chemistry. Each syringe contained enough to paralyze the muscles and induce sleep in creatures as large as elephants or even blue whales in a matter of minutes, or even seconds.
Little Gorō, the Mountain Demon in a deep slumber—that would be you!
Li Ang’s Cat’s Eye suddenly unleashed a dazzling brilliance.
The furiously enraged Mountain Demon suddenly saw countless... chickens wearing clothes?
These chickens surrounded the Mountain Demon and uniformly started dancing and hopping around.
The dance of the flock wasn’t exactly graceful or attractive; in fact, it was a bit ugly and unpleasant to look at.
But it was as if some strange Magic Power compelled the Mountain Demon to watch intently without looking away.
One second, two seconds—the illusion of the flock of chickens suddenly vanished, and the Mountain Demon’s eyes cleared.
The instant it realized it had been fooled, the Mountain Demon felt both shock and anger. It ferociously turned its head, only to see Li Ang, his face as pale as snow, looking at it with an extremely provocative smile and holding an anesthetic gun with an empty magazine.