My wife is the stand-in.

"Wow, that's a brilliant idea."

Lin Shuyu's praise was completely insincere.

It was at this moment that Amanosaki came in through the door.

He assessed the situation inside the room, withdrew his foot that was halfway out, and tentatively asked, "Should I go out and wait for you to finish fighting?"

Upon seeing Amanosaki enter, Allen, who had been barely holding on, actually showed a relieved expression.

“I will tell the truth about my mission and act as a witness to identify this guy’s crimes.”

After saying this, he slammed down at Lin Shuyu's feet and completely lost consciousness.

"I didn't do anything, Miss Lin, you have to stand up for me."

Amanosaki spread his hands innocently and said, "He fell down before I even made a move."

Then he saw Xie Bi'an grab Lin Shuyu, put a mourning stick to her neck, and his eyes were bloodshot:

"Where's Xiao Fan?! What did you do to her?!"

Amanosaki extended his hand, gesturing for the other person to relax: "This... uh, Mr. Xie, I sincerely advise you not to do this. You have no idea how much power this young lady has behind her. If you dare to touch her, your whole family will really be coming to the underworld to find you."

"Answer my question!" Xie Bi'an roared, tightening his grip on the mourning stick.

“She was outside, and I knocked her down with one punch,” Amanosaki confessed. “She’s being held down by my fans right now. She’s unconscious, but not dead. My girlfriend even took a punch for her, and her internal organs weren’t damaged.”

"Is this okay?"

“Girlfriend…” Xie Bi’an’s eyes darted around, and he immediately realized that someone was missing from the detention room.

A beautiful woman in a school uniform who was hiding in the corner from the beginning.

"That bitch!" he blurted out.

Lin Shuyu closed her eyes, unable to bear watching what was about to happen. Her furrowed brows revealed a rare look of pitiful compassion.

A whirlwind swept through the detention room.

Amanosaki disappeared from the spot, leaving behind pieces of broken floor tiles.

He had already rushed to Xie Bi'an's side, his legs covered in dense, enhanced magic patterns.

Amanosaki's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He gripped the end of the mourning staff tightly with one hand, while the other hand picked up the Spear of Longchinus and pointed it directly at Xie Bi'an's forehead.

"No one can insult my girlfriend!"

Xie Bi'an was shocked, thinking to himself, "How can this guy move so fast? It's a whole level higher than Li Junzi and Allen's power-up!"

The shadow behind him twisted into a blurry figure in a white robe, its empty mouth opening, and a shrill whistle pierced Amanosaki's ears.

"How dare you! This is an investigation by underworld officials; all living beings must immediately give way!"

Superpower: Soul Calling!

Amanosaki's fierce attack paused, his body staggered, and he fell due to the loss of balance caused by the exertion.

'It's now! ’

Xie Bi'an revealed his signature sarcastic smile and brandished his mourning stick.

He wanted to smash Amanosaki's head, strangle the woman in his arms, and then leave.

Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to have a wonderful encounter with this lovely person before leaving?

It's a pity that she's too much trouble when she's alive... It's fine if she's dead, either way she's beautiful.

Xie Bi'an became more and more excited as he thought about it, his blood boiling.

Then he realized he couldn't pull the mourning stick.

Amanosaki, who was falling forward, twisted his wrist, and the Spear of Longchinus slammed into the ground for support.

His body flipped quickly, and his weathered sneakers, still stained with the stench of fish and meat, landed on Xie Bi'an's face as he kicked him away!

Shaking his head, Amanosaki frowned, realizing he had suddenly drifted off into thought.

"What is that?! It's so weird."

Chapter 136: For the Second Dimension

Xie Bi'an's "soul-calling" has not received much emotional nourishment to this day and still remains in a rather primitive state.

But it was this very ability that made Amanosaki lose his composure.

Although it was only for a moment, this guy's talent was visibly strong.

Xie Bi'an covered his chin and gripped the mourning stick tightly.

His jaw was dislocated, and there might even be a slight fracture.

"This guy's fighting ability is average, but his physique is terrifying! He's on par with the guy I just fought!"

Xie Bi'an frowned, grunted, and used one hand to straighten his jaw, the other hand covering his face.

As the organization that handles the dirty work for the Fengdu branch, the Wuchang Guard is composed of gang-level heroes, but that doesn't mean their combat strength is worrisome.

On the contrary, with the strong support of the branch headquarters, the strength of each Wuchang Guard cannot be measured solely by their supernatural abilities.

For example, Xie Bi'an, besides his ability to "call back souls," is also highly skilled in using flying needles and clubs. Furthermore, he excels in tracking, surveillance, drugging, reconnaissance, and trap-making.

In addition, he was also skilled in using firearms.

Unfortunately, he can't extricate himself from this situation no matter what he tries.

Xie Bi'an bit his tongue, trying to calm himself down.

'Xiao Fan's abilities surpass mine. She's one of the few who joined the Impermanent Guard solely based on her supernatural abilities. After mastering makeup and trap-making, she even became the vice-captain. She couldn't possibly have failed. Could Amanosaki really have risked his fans' lives to control Xiao Fan?'

While he was still deducing the cause and effect of the matter, Amanosaki straightened up, gripped the Spear of Longchinus, and caught up in two steps. The fork-like spearhead danced wildly, each move aimed at Xie Bi'an's vitals!

Amanosaki gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with anger. He didn't bother with any moves, just poking and prodding, constantly aiming for his opponent's crotch.

"How could you do this?!"

Xie Bi'an was caught off guard by Amanosaki's chaotic attacks.

His physical body is just within the range of a normal human being; he is stronger than the average person only because he practices martial arts.

If it weren't for the "soul-calling" technique, he would have lost more often than he had won in his duel with Li Junzi.

Against a monster like Amanosaki, the disadvantage becomes even more obvious.

The two fought their way around the detention room twice, and finally, taking advantage of the moment when Amanosaki put away his gun and thrust again, they jumped out of the room and into the corridor.

His hand quietly grasped the dagger at his waist.

It was the dagger that stabbed Allen.

That dagger was a tactical dagger with special features from the Fengdu branch, specifically designed to target enemies with regenerative abilities. The dagger was hollow, and the special toxin inside could effectively inhibit the transmission of nerve signals, hindering the brain from controlling the body and manipulating supernatural abilities.

In order to ambush Allen, he even kept his attack hidden during his fight with Li Junzi.

Now, this dagger has once again become his trump card.

Unfortunately, his plan was originally perfect.

Fan Wujiu used the hostage to restrain Amanosaki. He tricked Allen into joining him to take care of the others, then betrayed Allen. Fan Wujiu sneaked into the police station to meet up with him, and the two worked together to take care of Amanosaki before leaving.

But what actually happened was far more protracted than he had anticipated.

First, Li Junzi delayed them, then the girl in the school uniform escaped, and finally, Xiao Fan was taken into custody by the other party.

His plans had completely failed.

Despair flashed in Xie Bi'an's eyes.

Then, the fury of jealousy replaced despair.

He watched Amanosaki burst out of the detention cell, as if he had been sculpted by a great sculptor from ancient Europe. He watched the young man's muscles tense and the sweat glistening on his handsome face.

Those ordinary water droplets seemed to shine brighter than anywhere else simply because they were on his face.

Handsome, young, famous, powerful, with a beautiful girlfriend, and he makes a lot of money.

Such a person, twenty years younger than me, has achieved such success; his existence seems to serve as a humiliation to me.

"I will... I absolutely must kill you!"

Xie Bi'an, who had neither the opportunity nor the ability to take revenge on the culprits who had caused him to waste more than twenty years of his life, was the Fengdu branch.

His face was contorted with jealousy and rage like a wild beast, his lips pressed into a thin line, and the Soul Caller that followed him like a shadow opened its mouth, repeatedly calling out Amanosaki's name!

"Be bold!"

"Be bold!"

"How dare you!"

A series of shrill screams washed over Amanosaki's ears and soul like waves of sound.

"Scream, scream, scream... Do you think you're Bao Zheng?!"

Amanosaki retorted angrily, and without saying a word, hurled his large gun at him.

With each step he took forward, the sound rang out once.

Xie Bi'an kept a close eye on Amanosaki, but unfortunately, Amanosaki reacted too quickly, and Xie Bi'an couldn't find any opening.

"Go for it, Stand user!"

Several unfamiliar voices rang out in the hall.

At the same time, stones, water bottles, half-eaten biscuits, and apple cores were thrown at Xie Bi'an.

He even got splashed with stinky tofu soup!

Upon closer inspection, the two realized that it was Kasumigaoka Utaha leading a group of fans, bound hand and foot, tightly controlled, with smelly socks stuffed in her mouth, her eyes rolled back, and white foam bubbling from the wet socks.

Amanosaki's eyebrows shot up, as if asking, "What are you doing?"

Kasumigaoka Utaha spread her hands, her face filled with a complicated expression: 'I tried my best, but some of your fans helped catch people, while others got nothing. The unwilling fans rushed in, and I couldn't stop them at all.'

It's like seeing Chinese middle school students eating in the cafeteria.

Kasumigaoka Utaha offered this assessment.