Chapter 628 Have you ever heard the sound of puffing?

Feng Yuhuai's breathing stagnated, the coils in his pupils spun wildly, and he sneered.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Just as Zuo Bai didn't expect the night watchman to attack him for no reason, Feng Yuhuai didn't expect that Zuo Bai not only dared to resist, but also recognized him.

Is the camouflage effect of the Night Watchman's skin too weak, or is the Night Watchman's deterrent power not enough? ! !

Feng Yuhuai reacted very quickly, and she naturally would not admit Zuo Bai's slander.

Who is Feng Yuhuai? She has never heard of this name.

In a flash, she used her amazing waist strength to suddenly bend backward, bending backward like a willow branch into a thrilling broken line.

The white bone blade brushed past the mask, but it also tore several hideous cracks on the black robe, extending from the neck to the chest.

Chila——

The black robe was torn into several pieces, and the black strips of cloth were lifted into the air, like withered crow feathers drifting backwards in the wind.

Feng Yuhuai wiped the blood that was spreading down his neck, and without hesitation, turned around and rushed towards Zuo Bai again.

She stomped her feet and flew into the air, twisting her waist in the air and flicking her five fingers.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Hundreds of silver needles shot out, and the red threads wrapped around the needle tails tangled wildly in the air.

In a flash, the thin red thread had been twisted into a scarlet whip as thick as a bowl, and the needle tip was twisted and fused, turning into a hideous barb.

The long whip lashed through the air like a giant scorpion swinging its tail. Before the fierce wind arrived, the cold edge had already pierced people's skin and caused pain.

Feng Yuhuai shouted sternly, "Zuo Bai, you resisted arrest and attacked the night watchmen. Now you are committing a crime upon a crime, adding death to your punishment!"

Zuo Bai sneered: "If you have the guts, try killing me twice!"

He grabbed the tail hook with his left hand, and a thick layer of flesh was immediately scraped off his palm.

He had already weakened his pain response, and his bloody palm gripped the scorpion's tail hook like a pair of pliers, allowing the barb to dig deep into the metacarpal bone.

He pulled back with his hand, and the bloody whip wrapped around his arm.

"Come here!"

Zuo Bai roared and lowered his waist. Instead of being whipped away by the whip, he grabbed the fulcrum of the barb and pulled it towards himself.

An overwhelming and unstoppable force surged along the scarlet whip and went straight through Feng Yuhuai's palm.

She only felt a fierce pulling force coming from the whip, and her body suddenly fell out of control.

In mid-air, she twisted her waist, bent her legs, and pressed her knees together, concentrating all her strength into one with the momentum of falling.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The continuous kicks were like heavy hammers, with a blast that tore through the air, kicking towards Zuo Bai's temple, face, and throat with great ferocity!

At the same time, she turned her head and issued a righteous call for help to her fellow Night Watchmen behind her:

"Criminals violently resist the law, help me!"

Feng Yuhuai wouldn't be stupid enough to engage in a 1v1 fight with Zuo Bai.

What is justice?

Power is justice.

But if power cannot directly subdue the villains, then we can only rely on a just beating!

Going it alone is never an option for justice or power!

Behind him, the tall night watchman observed silently, listening to the newcomer's domineering law enforcement philosophy. Under the dark mask, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

He felt that he was too old to keep up with the times.

It turns out that the law enforcement concepts of newcomers are so advanced nowadays.

He stood there motionless, his brain was greatly shocked. This new night watchman was completely different from all the night watchmen he had partnered with in the past.

Although he did not quite agree with the other party's law enforcement philosophy, as a fellow night watchman, one of the other party's words touched his heart.

He slowly raised his hand, knuckles clenched, and grasped the blood-stained black cloth that floated before his eyes into his palm. The synthesized voice was instantly tinged with murderous intent:

"Attacking the Night's Watch is punishable by death!"

At this point, it no longer matters why his companions tried to convict Zuo Bai, nor why the latter resisted arrest.

The important thing is that Zuo Bai dared to fight back. This alone makes him unforgivable.

The tall night watchman's chest heaved, and with each breath, hot white mist spewed out from the exhaust holes in his metal mask.

The fiery energy of the "Nine Yang Red Art" rushed through his meridians, and his already tall body swelled again.

The muscles that were as twisted as a giant steel python bulged, stretching the black robe so tight that it was about to break. The body under the cloth exuded a burning breath like a furnace.

He took a step forward, and the moment his feet touched the ground, the hard ground collapsed.

Spider-web-like cracks spread rapidly with the landing point as the center. Amidst the splattering of gravel, a circle of air waves carrying dust and mist suddenly exploded, causing a dull blast that echoed in the air.

"PONG!"

A pressure as fierce as erupting lava pressed down on Zuo Bai as if it were real.

Zuo Bai, who was trying his best to deal with Feng Yuhuai's scorpion tail whip and continuous kicks, suddenly had a dazzling red light burst out from his electronic eyes.

Danger!

Deadly danger!

Zuo Bai only felt a heat wave suddenly approaching. At the critical moment, he forcibly twisted his body and abruptly stopped the counterattack that was originally intended to hit Feng Yuhuai.

He had to loosen his palms, raise his elbows sideways, and punch hard in the direction where the heat wave came from.

The two exchanged elbows and palms, and their bones collided, making a dull thud.

Zuo Bai looks like an ordinary person, but in fact more than 90% of the bones in his body have been replaced by high-strength nano-alloys. Combined with a sophisticated hydraulic transmission system, the explosive power of a single arm is enough to overturn an armored vehicle weighing several tons.

The tall night watchman is a veteran night watchman who has practiced the "Nine Yang Red Art" for decades. His strength is unparalleled and inexhaustible.

“Pah pah pah pah pah pah…”

The sound of collisions exploded frequently, like a violent storm hitting a tin roof, and the endless metallic vibrations vibrated in the air.

While the two men were fighting each other fiercely, Feng Yuhuai, the instigator, was not idle.

She shrank her waist close to the ground, rolled and tumbled, her waist twisting like a snake, and swam quickly along the ground.

Her movements were so fast that they left an afterimage. In a blink of an eye, she was behind Zuo Bai and landed a solid palm strike on his back.

Completely different from the fierce style of "Nine Yang Red Kung Fu", the internal strength generated by "Sunflower Taoist Classic" is not overbearing, but extremely vicious. The power in the palm can easily penetrate the skin, flesh and bones and seep into the internal organs.

"Well--!"

Zuo Bai's body shook violently, and a taste of rust came out of his mouth. The huge impact force made him rush forward half a step, and the nanoworms in his body died in large numbers.

Zuo Bai received a heavy blow on the back, and before he could even groan, he was hit back with a horseshoe.

But just as his arm was halfway swung, he quickly changed his moves and blocked it in front of him again.

The tall night watchman's claws had arrived, with the palms of his claws empty, as if he was holding two invisible balls of air.

The invisible air swirled wildly, collapsing and converging towards the palms, making a sharp "hissing" sound among the squirming muscles.

It was as if a giant python was rolling in his palm, as if it wanted to crush everything for him.

Two dragons circling a pearl!

A killing move in "Nine Yang Red Kung Fu".

Zuo Bai forcibly stopped his sweeping arms, and the iris of his electronic eyes contracted rapidly, calculating the weakest point in the opponent's palms within one thousandth of a second.

Then he thrust out his arms and charged forward head-on.

Four fists collided in mid-air, making a deafening noise.

Zuo Baiji Zhang's nano-bone claws shattered, and the night watchman's fiery blood penetrated into his bones like magma.

“Sizzle!”

A sharp burning sound was heard along with pungent white smoke rising up. His arms trembled violently, and the white alloy bones were burned red, with even lava-like cracks appearing on the surface.

When Feng Yuhuai saw that Zuo Bai's arm bones were broken, he laughed playfully under his black mask.

It’s said that personal force has been relegated, and now people come out to fight for life and death, and the question is which side of justice is on.

Obviously, justice is on the side of the majority.

So what if I can’t beat you? All I need is to be able to get people to do what they want!

Feng Yuhuai pounced and swept forward. This time, her movements were faster, more vicious and more tricky!

It is no longer a frontal attack, but rather taking advantage of the fatal gap where Zuo Bai is restrained from the front and his arms are injured and unable to effectively protect his lower body, and choosing an angle to cut in.

Her goal is so clear that it's outrageous, and so vicious that it's frightening!

——Zuo Bai’s crotch!

"Die!" There was a cruel pleasure in Feng Yuhuai's shout.

Zuo Bai subconsciously squeezed his thighs together and clamped his crotch, but he was half a beat too late. He felt a bit of chill passing through his crotch.

“Crack!”

The sound of the eggs breaking is crisp and pleasant.

“Ugh…Aa ...

An inhuman howl suddenly erupted from Zuo Baihu's throat. The pain and anger contained in that voice were enough to make anyone who heard it's scalp explode and their soul tremble.

Even though the nerve conduction of pain had been suppressed, Zuo Bai was still in so much pain that he almost fainted.

His eyes were bloodshot and wide open as he watched Feng Yuhuai's five fingers clench and pull under his crotch, then throw it away in disgust as if throwing away some dirty garbage.

“Puff!”

Two bloody, smooth, round objects slipped out from between her fingers, spraying sticky egg liquid into the air, and finally shattered completely with two "pops".

An indescribable smell of life instantly filled the air.

The whole process takes about 0.5 seconds.

Zuo Bai stood there motionless, being controlled for 0.5 seconds.

The tall night watchman also stood there in a daze, the trembling from his male instinct causing him to pause for exactly the same 0.5 seconds.

Feng Yuhuai used one attack to control both the enemy and the ally at the same time, causing them to become strangely stiff in sync.

0.5 seconds later.

The tall night watchman subconsciously closed his legs and looked at Zuo Bai with a hint of pity in his eyes.

After coming to his senses, he retracted his ten fingers, stretched out his arms, and fiercely clamped Zuo Bai's head left and right, then clasped his palms together in the air.

This time it was confirmed...

The small head is broken and then the big head is broken.

Zuo Bai's head quickly shrank back, and he fell backwards with half of his face covered in blood.

Just as he was about to fall into the villa filled with decoration materials, he used his cracked arms to support himself on the ground and forced himself to change direction in mid-air.

[Destiny] is hidden in the house.

Others may die, eggs may break, but you must never expose your fate because of yourself.

This is Zuo Bai’s bottom line. He is really too... loyal!

Seeing this scene, everyone in the villa opened their mouths slightly, and their eyes became slightly moist unconsciously.

If a man still remembers to protect you even when his balls are broken, then he must love you deeply.

Zuo Bai succeeded. At least for this second, Team 103's favorability towards Zuo Bai increased by +1+1+1+1...

Zuo Bai twisted his wrist and rolled out along the ground.

He got up like a lazy donkey, his crotch was wet and red, and felt cold.

He glared at the two night watchmen with his teeth bared, without any fear in his eyes, nor any intention of escaping.

Because he has lost the little head below, his brain is now clearer than ever before, and the speed of the chip inside his skull has reached its limit.

"My blood will not be shed in vain. The more miserable I appear now and the more blood I bleed, the greater my chances of survival in the future."

He silently calculated in his heart:

"For every 100cc of blood lost, the chance of survival increases by about 0.4%, provided I don't get beaten to death by these two Night Watchmen."

Zuo Bai raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face and stared at the two night watchmen with complicated eyes.

He could understand Feng Yuhuai attacking him, as it was a personal vendetta, but why did the night watchman next to him also attack him?

What confused him even more was that Feng Yuhuai was clearly an evil ritual parasite, so how did he infiltrate the Night Watch organization?

Zuo Bai calmed his mind and stopped unnecessary thinking.

He coldly watched the two night watchmen approaching from the left and right, and a sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Oh, what a great black-black protection!"

He paused, his electronic eyes zooming in and out, and said meaningfully:

"But you're not the only ones who have accomplices, I have them too!"

A cold blue light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted at the hunched figure that suddenly rushed out from the darkness:

"Old Huang, save me!!!"

………

The hunchbacked old man rushed towards the special envoy's villa like a ghost.

The wind blew into his loose old cloth shirt, making a whistling sound. His sallow face was pulled by the air flow at high speed, like a piece of wind-dried bark.

Although he was moving forward quickly, he kept his nerves tense and scanned the grass beside the road vigilantly.

He was afraid that a [Masked Man] would suddenly jump out of the bushes and attack him.

After all, with [Mask]'s insidiousness, it's normal for him to hide in the bushes and pretend to be Voldemort.

However, the journey was unexpectedly peaceful and the expected ambush did not occur.

This unusual "safety" not only did not bring any comfort, but instead was like a tightening noose, making the ominous premonition in Xiao Jiuzi's heart stronger and stronger, almost bursting out.

His premonition came true.

But what came was not [Mask], but a strange "puff" sound.

The sound was so strange and creepy.

The hunchbacked old man had rarely heard such a feeling in his life. It was a wet, sticky, and indescribable soft and rotten feeling.

But strangely, this disgusting sound evoked a vague sense of familiarity deep in his memory, as if he had heard this nightmarish sound long ago.

When exactly did I hear this sound?

The hunchbacked old man frowned and tried hard to recall. Suddenly, his dry lips trembled slightly, and a long-lost light flashed in his eyes.

He remembered.

That was when he was very young, so young that he couldn't even remember his own name.

It was probably the day when he was given the name "Xiao Jiuzi".

…….

(End of this chapter)