Electronic Nezha

Chapter 201 Paper Plane

The elevator arrived at the first floor without any problems, where a dozen or so guests who were unaware of the situation had gathered in the lobby.

I kept a close eye on the stairwell, following Liu Zhenhua's instructions: as soon as the fishman appeared there, I would run out and lure him out.

With a loud crash, the fishman burst out of a window on one of the upper floors and jumped directly outside the hotel, immediately eliciting a chorus of exclamations.

The fishman sprang up from the ground and immediately spotted me in the lobby.

My goal was to get him to an open space, while his goal was to come in and catch me. We ran face to face and met at the revolving door. I stood inside the door and he waited outside. I stepped out and he went back into the revolving door. We danced around the door, pulling and tugging at it.

A waiter ran towards us, saying helplessly, "Sir, please don't play with the revolving door!"

If I weren't completely out of steam, I would have sprayed him with rage. Am I playing around? I'm risking my life!

Just then, the fishman's eyes darted around and he saw the side door next to the revolving door. A hint of smugness appeared in his dead fish eyes. It felt like I was being mocked by a fish.

When the merman burst through the side door, I also went outside through the revolving door.

As I ran toward an open space, I shouted, "Liu Zhenhua, where's your plane?"

"We'll have to wait a bit—Dolphin, did you get the gun?"

A flashlight beam flashed on the rooftop, and Dolphin signaled to me. He stood alone on the high ground, holding a sniper rifle horizontally in his hand!

I said, speechless, "Isn't Dolphin supposed to be the commander? Why is he sniping?"

The merman sprang to his feet, and a massive shadow enveloped me.

"boom!"

A gunshot rang out, but nothing happened.

The bullets went nowhere.

I circled the lamppost in front of the hotel, while the fishman kept jumping around me. Ma Chaoran tried to stop the fishman, and the three of us ended up doing a "Qin King circling the pillar" routine.

At that moment, a light flashed on the sixth floor, and Liu Zhenhua said, "Dolphin, give the gun to Koi."

Then I saw the sniper rifle fall straight down, and a lithe figure on the sixth floor hung upside down, using his jacket as a makeshift cushion to catch the gun. It was the old man who had ambushed me.

Then, the gun returned to the koi's hands.

"boom!"

A shot rang out, and this time the murloc was knocked down by the sniper bullet. He immediately sprang back to his feet; the sniper rifle could only temporarily stop him!

Liu Zhenhua's voice said, "Koi, I'll let you fire again, but you only have one chance!"

I can't hear the koi fish's reply.

Ma Chaoran asked anxiously, "Aren't there fighter jets?"

Liu Zhenhua said in a deep voice: "The fighter jets will be in position immediately."

The shark's voice: "My young master, that's your father!" Even though I couldn't see him, I could feel his hand shaking as he said this.

Is the so-called fighter jet just a ploy to quench thirst with a mirage?
The story of "Peacock Feather" from Gu Long's Seven Weapons tells just such a story. When a powerful enemy attacks, the protagonist borrows the Peacock Feather, a powerful weapon, from the famous Peacock Manor. Full of confidence, the protagonist defeats his opponent, but in the end, he doesn't use the Peacock Feather. The reason he was able to win is because he had an absolute certainty of victory. Confidence is the most powerful weapon... Do you think that's far-fetched?
I am now the protagonist of that story, and I know the truth of the story: the Peacock Feather no longer exists, and the people of Peacock Manor have always relied on deception.

But I quickly dismissed the idea. Given Liu Zhenhua's hands-on skills, if he said he bent a wire into a bow, I would definitely doubt that he would break his hand. But if he said he made a fighter jet, I would believe him!

When Cao Cao said there was a plum garden ahead, he was surrounded by his men. Could he have even lied to his own father?
People in the hotel saw a man running and another man in a sexy sailor suit chasing after him. Some were laughing, some were making a scene, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Just as my faith was about to waver, I suddenly saw an airplane leisurely flying by on the horizon, its flight path unstable and appearing somewhat swaying.

It was swaying because... it was a paper airplane.

It wasn't a scaled-up paper airplane; it was just an ordinary paper airplane, the kind kids fold and play with. It looked like it was made of A4 paper, and the craftsmanship was quite rough, with the left and right wings not even symmetrical...

I'm so happy, there really is an airplane!
Merlin is unavailable, but Merlin luncheon meat is plentiful! I knew even Cao Cao wouldn't dare lie to his father.

At this critical moment, Ma Chaoran, with her keen insight, shouted to me, "Run under the plane! That's not an ordinary paper airplane!"

I didn't say it was ordinary; it's much uglier.

These inner monologues didn't stop me from running towards the paper airplane as Ma Chaoran suggested. Like a cornered beast, I was determined to fight to the death. What if it landed and made the fishman laugh?

When I ran down to it, I finally noticed its unusual feature. Unlike other paper airplanes, it didn't float down. Instead, it hovered at a certain height, constantly adjusting its nose, like a raptor waiting for an opportunity to attack!

It was surprisingly oppressive!
The merman jumped into its attack range!
The paper airplane flapped its wings, seemingly emitting some kind of energy.

I felt my whole body being stretched open by an aura! And I was only affected by its aftershocks. The merman suddenly swelled up for no reason, like a balloon being suddenly inflated.

Liu Zhenhua calmly issued the order: "Fire."

"boom!"

The gunshot rang out, and the fishman's armor scales were all torn open, revealing a large area of ​​his weak torso. The bullet pierced through his body, and a stream of grayish-white viscous liquid gushed out and fell to the ground. The fishman screamed, struggled weakly for a few moments, and still managed to escape by leaping away with his feet.

Koi fired again, but the fishman's armor remained indestructible after it was restored. He staggered and disappeared into the vast night under the pursuit of bullets.

On the ground, the grayish-white liquid surged unwillingly. The paper airplane finally drifted down, and I caught it with my hand. I felt that its body was hot. Its main body was indeed just an ordinary piece of paper, but there were a few simple lines and some chips mixed in with it.

"Don't chase them, protect the scene, we're going down right now." Liu Zhenhua started running downstairs.

The biggest surprise for the average tourist staying here that night was the power outage. They were completely unaware that hundreds of bullets had been found inside the building; at most, they thought of complaining about someone setting off firecrackers in the hallway. But this was a resort, a place for revelry. What did it matter if a bunch of immature people got drunk and set off a couple of strings of firecrackers in a karaoke bar? There was even a man in a sexy sailor outfit dancing in front of the hotel.

The first group to come down were Manager Wang and Supervisor Li. These two unlucky guys, who had been short of oxygen twice in one day, began to comfort the guests and send them home with endless doubts on their faces.

Then the koi fish came down, followed by the old man.

This time, I remembered Ma Chaoran's instructions and hid behind her.

Ma Chaoran, her face full of anger, said to the old man, "Dad!"

I asked in confusion, "Dad?"

The old man first gave Ma Chaoran a fawning smile, then said to me rudely, "Don't shout like that!"

(End of this chapter)