Chapter 75

The hero wanted to let this dead dog have some fun: dare to touch that woman? No matter who sent you, I'll torture you to death first.

Just then, the sound of police sirens came from the distance, the police uncles had arrived!

It seemed he couldn't play anymore, and he couldn't take this thing away. Thinking of this, the hero chuckled, "Then I'll take advantage of your illness and end your life!"

The hero didn't hesitate at all, and as the gourd greedily sucked, the ground spider was instantly turned into ashes by countless roots piercing its body. At the same time, a drop of blood entered the hero's living emblem, forming a pattern resembling a human silhouette: the living emblem.

Another somewhat famous spider hunter became fertilizer for that damn gourd, truly dying a tragic death. The hero picked up a hot bun with cold hands.

The hero's innate living emblem gained another living pattern, allowing him to assume another identity. He hadn't had time to check the red-haired ground spider yet.

Outside the warehouse, the police uncles started their old routine: "Senior inside, your presence makes us feel honored and terrified. If you can't find a place to stay in our small town, please come to the station. We have specially equipped star-rated suites for you, all free of charge."

This term "senior" was their general term for these psychics.

Who could blame them for not having psychic patrol officers or special psychic police? Any passing psychics could only be humored and led away from crowded areas. If they were hiding from enemies and were found, the lives of the people in this area would be worth less than livestock.

As soon as the police uncles finished speaking, they noticed that the energy fluctuation detector showed no energy fluctuations, as if the psychic inside had vanished.

"Senior? Are you still inside? We're coming in, okay? Hey." A police uncle who looked like a squad leader pushed the door open, bracing himself for the possibility of being shattered by the senior's cold snort.

As the police uncle pushed the door open, dozens of roots swept away the spoils left by the dead red-haired ground spider. When the police uncles cautiously entered, there was not a single ghostly figure inside.

The hero didn't care about how the police uncles reacted; he quickly fled with the unexpected windfall.

To prevent unnecessary casualties, the police in the small town had evacuated the nearby streets and sealed them off.

This place had once seen a conflict between psychics, and dozens of innocent onlookers were instantly crushed into meat paste.

The hero crossed the barricade and emerged from a small alley, where two police uncles approached him, saying rather unhappily, "Brother, why are you evacuating now? If there's any trouble inside, you'll be in big trouble."

The hero scratched his head in a simple manner, and a bearded police uncle grunted, "Stop scratching your ass. If the big shot inside gets upset, you won't even find a bone to bury, and your mother will cry into the river."

As the hero left, a shadow slipped out from a police uncle's shadow and hid in a dark corner inside the warehouse, searching for something. When the police uncles left without finding anything, the shadow said in confusion, "Strange, that ground spider clearly fled here, so why did it suddenly vanish like it was never here? If the spider people find out a shadow interfered with their mission, they'll definitely suspect the Dragon Emperor. I'm afraid they'll realize there's something wrong with the scapegoat. What a troublesome guy, wait until the mission is complete, and I'll see where you can run! I'll make you run!"

In another quiet alley, the sound of bones cracking could be heard. The hero, who looked frail, was like a gradually awakening fierce beast, with bulging veins like dragons. He finally reached the point of uncontrollable anger because he had checked the memories in the red-haired ground spider's living emblem and learned that the vicious woman had hired the spider to kill.

"Isn't it just that you can't control your man's lower half? What crime did this woman commit? She has to pay for that man's momentary pleasure for over ten years. You've made her neither human nor ghost, yet she still has to pretend to be human in front of her son. Is that not enough? Now she doesn't even have the son who could support her, and you still want to take away her last chance to live. Are you devils or am I too kind?"

Thinking of this, the hero's mood instantly turned cold: You are not kind, so don't blame me for being unrighteous. You want to play, I'll play with you to the end! You insist on finding excuses for your vicious heart, why should I find a cover for my inner demons! The Dragon Emperor's granddaughter? What a joke!

The hero also saw from the red-haired ground spider's memories that a shadow had come out to stop him from killing the woman, probably because the Dragon Emperor was afraid he would use his mother's death as an excuse to delay their plans.

Now, everything seemed calm, but everyone knew that this calm was a prelude to a storm. A slight misstep, and the Hua family's meat would fall into someone else's mouth. Everyone seemed to be guessing that the Hua family had that thing, which had been passed down through generations. It was inevitable that some news would leak out. They didn't dare to force the issue, fearing that the Hua family would be pushed to the brink and refuse to cooperate.

The Hua family couldn't delay indefinitely; there was a time limit. This time limit had clearly been reached, and it was a matter of who would make the first move. The value of this large piece of chaotic broken stele was clear to everyone. In this vast world, the Dragon Emperor was just a slightly larger ant. If he wanted to swallow this meat, he had to deceive the heavens and the earth. In the end, the blame would fall on him, and even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he couldn't wash it away. The Dragon Emperor had countless ways to avoid suspicion and turn the tables.

Now, the main clan of the Hua family, the Xuanyuan clan, had sent a minor character to take the lead. Long Zaitian was also just a minor character sent to stabilize the situation. At this critical moment, what the Dragon Emperor and his people feared most was suddenly disappearing. Then either the mother and son would have to come out personally, or they would have to watch the Xuanyuan clan swallow the meat.

In a flash, the hero had decided on a strategy. Although he didn't have deep scheming, he had the ability to shift the blame.

A hint of satisfaction flashed in the hero's eyes: You want me to take the blame? I'll make you fall into a pit and can't get up, let's see who traps who!

He decided to return to the Hua family immediately.

After making the decision, the hero began to inventory the spoils left by the red-haired ground spider. His survival and eventual counterattack in the previous battle were thanks to the few small yuan dan and small huan dan he had practiced. Now the small yuan dan were all used up, and he was reluctant to use the box of Sun Holy Agent. Just as he was headache over the lack of pills, the red-haired ground spider brought him a timely rain.

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