He had just made a serious mistake. Orcs are inherently more sensitive and vigilant than others.
Despite having known each other for a long time, every time he heard that Fang Hua was committing evil deeds and killing people outside, he couldn't help but feel that he was not human, but just a beast.
The way he looked at him was different; it was always wary and repulsive. Fang Hua could feel it. Coupled with the words he had just spoken, each sentence divided the two of them into two extremes: one was human, and the other was beast. The combination of these two became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and he finally couldn't hold back anymore and exploded.
So if we're going to calculate it, Fang Rong herself was also at fault, but it was entirely instinctive. It's like someone telling you that your pet has turned into a person, but you still look at it as a pet; that won't change.
Fang Rong took a deep breath and slowly got up from the ground. He had just fallen and hit his waist on the shoe cabinet, which was still painful. It was difficult for him to get up.
He supported his back and turned on the small lights. In addition to the main light, there were many small lights in the room. The bathroom, kitchen and bedroom also had their own independent lights, so even though the crystal chandelier was broken, the other lights were still usable.
Although the light was dim, it was enough for him to see the situation inside the room and the injury on his waist. He tidied up the room first, and then applied medicine to himself.
Fortunately, it wasn't too serious; it was just on his lower back, so applying the medicine wasn't very convenient—he had to have his back to the mirror to do it.
Fang endured the pain while applying the medicine. When he turned around, he suddenly froze. Perhaps the movement was too big, making his prominent collarbone appear even more deep and vulnerable. He couldn't help but touch that area, imagining the scene of an ashtray hitting him. Just thinking about it made him feel pain.
"You're by my side, a bystander, coldly watching me fall and get hurt..." The phone rang suddenly, and Fang Rong snapped out of her thoughts and pressed the answer button.
It was Meng Xiuyuan on the other end of the line. He seemed very excited. "Fang Rong, haven't you arrived yet?"
"No." Fang Rong shook her head. "I just tripped and fell, so I can't go."
"I see!" Meng Xiuyuan said with a hint of regret. "It's a rare opportunity. We finally got the search warrant, and we're about to go in."
"Okay." Fang Rong listened patiently. "I wish you good luck. I'm a little sleepy now, I'm going to sleep first."
"Okay, thank you for your help these past two days. Take good care of yourself." Meng Xiuyuan said politely and then hung up the phone.
They didn't even ask how Fang Rong was doing. They probably knew they'd achieved their goal and he was no longer of any use to them.
Fang Rong lay back down on the bed, still unable to stop worrying about whether Fang Hua had listened to him, whether he would leave, and how Beiluo Seafood City was doing now.
Are we already surrounded?
Perhaps, as Meng Xiuyuan said, despite Beiluo Seafood City's powerful background and formidable strength, they still managed to obtain a search warrant for Fang Hua's arrest.
This seafood restaurant, which dominates the city, can even fish for seafood from the orc world and cooperates directly with the military, but it still can't tolerate Fang Hua.
Spaceship City Center —
In the same basement, Fang Hua stood under the dim light, slowly picking up the dishes from the sink to wash them. Every movement aggravated the injury to his collarbone, causing throbbing pains. However, having gotten used to it, he didn't take any action and continued to let it heal on its own.
It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone or tendon. Skin wounds heal easily, but bones are difficult to heal. Without treatment, his injury will take at least ten days to half a month to heal.
However, he didn't care; this wasn't the first time, and he seemed to be used to it.
He was washing dishes in the basement when people gradually approached from outside. These people were disciplined, virtuous, and capable of fighting and winning. They moved as a group, surrounding him from all directions.
Fang Hua remained unmoved and continued washing the dishes.
The footsteps grew closer and closer, almost touching the wall, about a few meters away from him.
He was still washing the dishes.
Soldiers are always agile and swift as rabbits, so it would seem like nothing to them to capture someone. However, Fang Hua was no ordinary person, so they were all extra vigilant.
The footsteps were already outside the door, just one step away from bursting through.
Fang Hua shook the water off her hands and wiped them on her apron, moving slowly and leisurely like an old lady with bound feet.
Bang!
The door was kicked open, and countless people in uniforms rushed in, instinctively scanning their surroundings with guns.
Strangely, there was no one inside the house.
"Watch out, it's up there."
A huge beast leaped down from the wall where they came in and fought with the well-trained military personnel.
Because the wall was at the top, most people would look in front first and then up, so they didn't notice Fang Hua immediately.
It was too late when they discovered it.
It's probably because of its large size and strong physique that it's invulnerable to ordinary weapons and requires special gun-related abilities.
He has evolved a lot during this time, and ordinary attacks are no longer effective against him. The ashtray only hurt him when it hit his collarbone when he was still in human form.
This was a one-sided massacre. Fang Hua was surrounded by a protective shield, which was honeycomb-shaped and made of supernatural power. It could effectively defend against external gunfire.
Those people didn't seem to want to fight him head-on, so they led him to another place, a parking lot that had already been cleared out, with only a few cars and the few people he was chasing.
They fled in a sorry state, occasionally switching positions to deal with him.
Fang Huan, with her sharp eyes, spotted a windmill. The windmill was more than half a person's height and was embedded in the wall, turning strangely in the windless basement.
Unable to contain his curiosity, he abandoned his pursuit and walked towards the windmill, which was made of four vibrant colors and turned like a kaleidoscope, mesmerizing the senses.
It looks a bit like the paper cutout Fang Rong made for him when he was a child, with irregular edges.
Fang Hua couldn't help but reach out and touch the slowly stopping windmill, just like when he was a child. The windmill concealed a deadly trap, and when people weren't paying attention, they would be struck by a current of up to two thousand volts, enough to kill four elephants, but it could only stun him.
Fang Hua's hair stood on end, his body went limp and powerless in an instant, and he finally collapsed with a thud.
He's been arrested!
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