Heavenly Official Sends Evil

Chapter 990 Code Name: Electric Soldering
Wu Xian walked forward with his hands behind his back, mentally estimating the time.

Whether the thing that patted his shoulder had a special mechanism or was too fast, by the time he realized his shoulder had been patted and tried to react, it was too late to do anything.

Furthermore, Wu Xian was certain that the other party did not use a method such as 'Ghost Touch' to tap his shoulder remotely; at the moment the shoulder was tapped, the other party must have been behind Wu Xian.

Because he left footprints.

When Wu Xian pretended to lose control of his emotions, he slapped the wall hard and scraped some powder off the white part of the wall. When he felt the time was right, he sprinkled the powder behind him. Sure enough, after one of the attacks, the thing that slapped his shoulder left a pair of footprints.

Given the above premise, the best way to catch this guy is to attack him the instant he pats your shoulder!
This requires precise timing, but Wu Xian wasn't taken for nothing after being photographed so many times. He started rehearsing in his mind from the third time, and successfully seized the opportunity on the seventh and ninth times, so it was time to give it a try!

……

In the monotonous corridor, the patients, dressed in straitjackets, each displayed morbid movements: some were banging their heads against the wall, some were muttering to themselves, and others were gnawing at the wall plaster with their teeth... Their emotions were being vented outwards, and their madness spread around them like a plague.

As Wu Xian walked forward with his hands behind his back, a purplish-black, transparent shadow, resembling a rotten grape, appeared behind him. This shadow wriggled and followed. When Wu Xian reached the intersection of the Geng-character ward, a hand wrapped in black cloth stretched out!
This time, instead of patting his shoulder, he grabbed Wu Xian by the neck!

Crack!

Just as the hand was about to touch Wu Xian, Wu Xian's right hand, which was behind his back, released a blinding bolt of lightning. When he was performing 'impotent rage', his hands had been rapidly swinging to accumulate power, and the accumulated lightning could be stored in his hands for one minute.

The shadow retreated quickly, but was still hit in the chest by the electric shock. The remaining lightning shot straight to the ceiling, blasting the fluorescent tube into a pile of fragments that fell to the ground!
That wasn't all; Wu Xian turned around and delivered a swift roundhouse kick!
The shadow hurriedly crouched down and retreated more than three meters away, transforming from a shadow into a physical entity that appeared in front of Wu Xian.

"Brother, don't get agitated, it was a misunderstanding!"

Appearing before Wu Xian was a man wearing the same style of hospital gown, but this man was not wearing shoes, and his hands, feet and half of his face were wrapped in black cloth. His hair was very strange, with most of his scalp being short and slicked back, except for the middle part which was long and slicked back, like the mane of a wild beast.

"Oh, it's a misunderstanding."

Wu Xian remained motionless and did not continue his attack.

The man breathed a sigh of relief: "Listen to me, I'm a patient in a special ward just like you. I didn't pat you on the shoulder with any intention of attacking you, I just wanted to get to the bottom of things..."

bass!
Before the man could finish speaking, flames erupted from Wu Xian's feet, propelling him to the man's feet in an instant, where he delivered a scorching flying kick!

Misunderstand?

In movies and TV dramas, all those low-class villains say this after realizing they can't beat the protagonist!

Let's eat my size 44 barbecue boots first, then we can talk about the misunderstanding!

The few seconds Wu Xian paused just now weren't because he was persuaded, but because he was gathering power for [Aggression Like Fire].

The burning kick struck the curved wall, and the flames exploded, sending a nearby patient flying!
The man who emerged from the shadows had a smirk on his face.

Even though he had just been electrocuted and his body was still a little numb, he managed to dodge Wu Xian's charged sneak attack!
Suddenly, the man heard a soft sound.

His smile vanished, and when he looked down, he saw a dagger with a bandage tied to its hilt stuck in his shoulder.

This was Wu Xian's Cursed Dream Rope Dart, which he had practiced diligently for many days. As he kicked, he used the cover of the bursting flames to throw the rope dart out!

Unfortunately, with such a short time to practice, Wu Xian could only ensure that the knife would kill when thrown, but he couldn't hit the target precisely. Otherwise, the knife would be stuck in the man's throat. "Strange, why am I bleeding..."

The man clutched his shoulder, his eyes filled with confusion, which gradually turned into anger, and a twisted purplish-black shadow began to appear on his body.

Wu Xian realized that this opponent was not simple and prepared to meet the upcoming attack as if facing a formidable enemy.

puff!
Just then, a soft popping sound drew their attention.

The patient who had just been hit by Wu Xian's flying kick fell to the ground and began to writhe in pain. As he rolled, his whole body burst open like an overripe watermelon, with a gash running from his neck to his chest, and a large amount of blood spraying out.

Looking inside the patient's wound, one could see that it was filled with countless tiny insects!
These insects were of different kinds: worms, beetles, and several different kinds of flying insects buzzed around the corpse. Even in the blood on the ground, countless tiny creatures, the size of sesame seeds, were wriggling...

The two people facing off felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this scene, and the surrounding patients also screamed in terror.

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

Whoosh!
"Let's not fight anymore, it's all a misunderstanding."

Wu Xian grabbed the strip of cloth and pulled it back.

Without being able to use his worship abilities, Wu Xian had already used up all his fighting power with that combo. The man's anger revealed an even more terrifying aura, leading Wu Xian to conclude that he probably couldn't beat him.

So, just like a low-class villain in a movie, he started claiming that everything that had just happened was a misunderstanding.

The man pointed to the wound on his shoulder, his tone chilling:

"You think you can just say you won't fight and then you won't?"

Wu Xian wiped the blood off the dagger and put it back into his clothes:
"You just patted my shoulder about ten times. An ordinary person's shoulder would be swollen from that. Let's call it even... Besides, there are more than just the two of us here. You don't want to fight me to the death right now and let someone else reap the benefits, do you?"

The man's gaze swept around before finally settling on the corpse being devoured by countless insects, and the unusual aura emanating from him subsided.

"I woke up in the Aoi-themed ward, so you can call me Aoi-gari. What should I call you?"

Wu Xian paused for a moment after hearing this.

The doctor's instructions told him not to let the 'medicine' know his identity. He wasn't sure if this identity referred to 'Wu Xian,' 'a familiar,' 'human,' or some hidden identity he himself was unaware of. So he thought for a moment and said:

“I’m from the Geng family, so you can call me Electric Brand.”

Electricity and branding correspond to the abilities Wu Xian has demonstrated.

Furthermore, this word is a code name, and regardless of whether the man is friend or foe, this code name can be interpreted from different perspectives.

Anyway, the other party's Aoi-giri is definitely not their real name.

(End of this chapter)