Chapter 667: The Cause and Consequence of the Five Beasts’ Fury (4)_1
Mao Tuan’s eyes suddenly lit up, like two small lanterns ignited in the dark night. It let out an excited tiger roar and, with bouncy steps, approached the bandits step by step. Its sharp gaze swept over each of the bandits as if assessing which one’s bones were the hardest.
The aura of extreme danger emanating from Mao Tuan caused each bandit its gaze touched to feel as if they would be pounced upon and pinned to the ground in the next moment, their flesh torn piece by piece by tiger claws to reveal chilling white bones. The mere thought of such a scene sent shivers down the bandits’ spines, causing them to step back unconsciously in fear.
As if annoyed by Mao Tuan’s slow pace, Mo Yan chided leisurely, "Hurry up, don’t dawdle. We still need to go home and sleep!"
Mao Tuan, upon hearing this, no longer hesitated and approached a thin bandit with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks. Among the group, it was his restless eyes that shifted about most uneasily, constantly elbowing backward. Such a person, with many schemes in mind, might fear nothing else, but the fear of death was certain. To kill one as an example to the others, he couldn’t be more suitable.
Xue tuanzi in Space watched the man and beast working in tandem with malicious glee and laughed so hard it fell over. However, what Mao Tuan did next wiped the smile right off its face.
The man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks, seeing Mao Tuan approaching step by step, turned ashen, overwhelmed by despair. The wrenching pain from his limbs bitten off earlier surged back, causing him to shiver uncontrollably, his shrill voice like that of a bride about to be violated: "Don’t, don’t come over, don’t you dare—ah—"
Before the man with the pointed chin and monkey cheeks could finish his plea, Mao Tuan’s thick paw flicked lightly and pinned him down, followed by a ruthless claw strike to his groin.
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When ten Dark Guards finally followed the trail and found the scene, Mo Yan had already extracted the mastermind behind the attack and was busy sprinkling packets of powder over the bandits writhing on the ground, appearing like a compassionate maiden healing the suffering people to the unaware.
Mo Yan was indeed treating the bandits’ wounds to ensure they wouldn’t die on the way to the Government Office, as she and Mao Tuan would bear the karma otherwise. However, she had Mao Tuan press heavily on the bandits to prevent any thrashing, and the Sanqi Powder she sprinkled on their wounds had an added ingredient, bringing them agony beyond words.
Each of these men had at least one life on their hands; Mo Yan had never intended to let them off easily.