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Chapter 509: No One Should Complain About Dirty Things Now

In the eyes of the witch, Wang Yunxiao and Ito Hideaki had already fought to the point of both being injured.

This is a very normal thought - she and the female ghost threw props at each other until their magic power was almost exhausted, but on the surface they didn't seem to have suffered any superficial injuries.

Those two perverts are different. They didn't stop even after they were chopped into bloody gourds.

Logically speaking, he should have lost too much blood and suffered a mental breakdown by now, and was only supported by his willpower. How could he calm down and think about anything?
However, what greeted her was Wang Yunxiao's fist as big as a sand bowl.

There is a rumor in the underworld that Wang Daba does not hit women, or does not hit beautiful women. This is a misunderstanding.

He had just dropped his axe during the fight with Ito Hideaki, so he had no weapon at hand. When he saw the witch falling from the roof, he punched her without saying a word.

A blood mist exploded from where the witch's face and fist met.

A literal explosion.

Wang Yunxiao had already used 70% of his strength when fighting Ito Hideaki just now, and he didn't have time to stop now. When he realized that the witch's facial bones were crushed into powder in his hands, it was too late.

It is well known that in order to increase the entertainment value of the work and the prestige of the protagonist, the authors of online novels will arrange for passers-by to recite 3,000 words of surprised narration in a split second, so as to quietly deceive readers into giving them points.

Or, for the sake of drama, at the critical moment, the enemy is made to burn incense, take a bath, change clothes, and perform rituals, moving up and down, left and right, to unleash all the hidden killer moves.

However, this poor witch who didn't even have a name had no such welfare treatment at all. Before she could react, her mandible, nose bridge and eye sockets shattered one after another, and tooth fragments flew out along with blood, flesh and eyeballs.

He fell asleep on the spot, without any sound, except for the unconscious twitching of his limbs.

Wang Yunxiao thought it was bad.

He didn't stop and beat the man to death. Now yellow mud was dripping down his crotch. It must be shit. There was no explanation.

No, sister...Are you a little too fragile? Don't you usually exercise when you go out? Don't you have any life-saving skills? For example, turning into a little paper man or transferring damage or something?

Ito Hideaki covered the eyes of the little girl in his arms and stared at Wang Yunxiao silently.

At this moment, the witch's body, lying twitching on the ground, broke into pieces with a snap and turned into a small piece of gingerbread. At the same time, the whole room quickly transformed into various candies and snacks. Fragrant butter biscuits replaced the bricks and rubble, and treacle began to boil in the cold iron pot on the stove.

In the reflection of the bonfire in the rock sugar fireplace, a slender figure stood up unsteadily.

Wang Yunxiao let out a sigh of relief, thinking that this is right. If you walk by the river, your shoes will get wet. If you don't have some ability to save your life, you would have been killed by others long ago, and there would be no chance for me to teach you love.

However, just when he relaxed, the witch who had just been successfully resurrected began to bleed from all her five senses and seven orifices, and she staggered and fell headfirst into the pot of boiling syrup.

He kicked his legs a bit, then stopped moving completely.

The candy room shattered with a loud bang, and cookie crumbs flew everywhere.

"I only threw one punch. She was trying to scam me."

Wang Yunxiao brushed off the biscuit crumbs on his head and explained with difficulty.

Ito Hideaki was speechless.

It's true that you only threw one punch, but this punch knocked the other person's soul away, and he would be an idiot even if he was resurrected.

It's understandable, but unacceptable.

"My people will be here soon. You'd better give up resistance and tell me what you want to say."

Ito Hideaki actually had no confidence when he said this, especially after witnessing the punch Wang Yunxiao threw with his own eyes.

In fact, the two of them were about to fight, and if it weren't for that silly girl and stupid witch who accidentally interfered, the fist would have hit him in the face.

Ito Hideaki didn't want to receive such a punch with his face. Wang Yunxiao clasped his fists and laughed dryly, "Sorry, I have something important to do here. Ito Hideaki, the deputy section chief, right? Let's call each other later."

After saying that, he turned and left.

If he were really arrested by the police in the seaside district, it would not be easy for him to escape.

What’s more, we don’t know what the situation is with Li Mumu, so we have to find her first.

Ito Hideaki glanced at the broken sword and pistol thrown outside and said nothing.

He decided to follow his inner intuition and trust the other party for once.

…………

With Zhou Qing's guidance, Wang Yunxiao quickly found the hiding Li Mumu, and also met Youtiao and his gang who were gathering information in a roadside tavern.

"Brother, I heard there was a fight on the street next door. Many Japanese died and the blood flowed like a river."

"Are there really Japanese people? Who are fighting with whom?"

"I don't know. We don't know how the Fuso people divide their gangs."

When Wang Yunxiao heard that there was a fighting among the Japanese, he immediately became nervous.

When he found Li Mumu, Miss Li was like a mud monkey, with mud all over her body and face. She was dragging two unconscious little girls and hiding in a corner, shivering.

Wang Yunxiao felt very distressed when he saw this.

"How did you end up like this?"

"We were being chased by rats. It was dark and we couldn't see the road clearly. We missed a step and fell into the river."

Li Mumu's face was filled with grievances.

She had already seen Wang Yunxiao's friends looking for someone on the street, but she was covered in blood after killing someone, and had no time to clean it up in a hurry, so she thought quickly and rolled into the river.

Wang Yunxiao raised his nose and sniffed, then frowned: "Are you injured? Where are you injured?"

What a dog nose, it can smell this!
Li Mumu cursed inwardly, and used a little force with her fingernails to cut a wound on the palm of her hand: "My hand was cut by a small stone, and it seems that my foot is also cut..."

What the hell is going on? Wang Yunxiao was angry, but he had to comfort her with kind words, fearing that the young lady would get angry. If she couldn't help crying, he would be even more embarrassed.

"Go buy some water, some clean clothes! Take them to the hospital!"

At this time, Wang Yunxiao didn't care about being disgusted. He squatted down, stretched out his hands and gently picked up Li Mumu: "It's okay, don't be afraid, let's go to the hospital, you can rest assured with me!"

"Ah."

Li Mumu bit her lip and nodded.

I really need to change my clothes quickly, otherwise I won’t be able to explain clearly when I get to the hospital.

But where can I find clean clothes in the middle of the night?
Only then did she notice that Wang Yunxiao seemed to have just had a fight with someone. The clothes that were in good condition when he went out in the morning were now cut left and right, and were almost soaked with blood.

"Are you okay? Did you fight with someone?"

"It's okay. I met a friend from the underworld and had a fight with him. Look, I'm still alive and kicking!"

Wang Yunxiao thought that this wouldn't work. He would have to wash his hands immediately when he got to the hospital as there was still someone's brain on his fingers.

(End of this chapter)