Li Wuming chuckled at the annoyed Ding Ba, then ripped off Miao Tianxiong's fake beard and said, "This woman may be a bit fierce, but she's quite pretty. You're lucky!"
"If you let me go, there are plenty of men in my club, none of us will have to suffer." Ding Ba said sweetly, but in his heart he cursed Li Wuming to the core.
Miao Tianxiong roared and struggled incessantly. The pitiful strips of cloth in her hands were about to break. Li Wuming's expression tightened, and he dared not delay any longer. "Distant water can't quench immediate thirst, brother, enjoy it!"
He sprinkled the antidote on Ding Ba's face and jumped away from the trouble. Ding Ba regained his strength, but before he could escape, Miao Tianxiong, who had broken free of the cloth strips, pounced on him like a hungry wolf and mounted him.
"Damn it... let me go... help me...!"
The sound gradually weakened. In terms of fighting strength, eighteen Ding Ba were no match for Miao Tianxiong, let alone the crazed Miao Tianxiong. The Ding Ba could only be slaughtered at his mercy. Moreover, the place was remote, far from any village or shop. The people in the club were only concerned with having fun, so who would bother with something like this in the dark parking lot?
"Waaaaah..."
Hearing the ambiguous voice, Li Wuming breathed a sigh of relief. He was still holding half of Jiang Liyun's arm in his arms.
He thought about it for a moment, then obediently got into Miao Tianxiong's car and waited. The effects of the drug would dissipate in at most an hour, so he decided to wait patiently. He realized that he had nowhere to go without the female demon.
well!
Li Wuming sighed deeply. The world was vast, yet he didn't even have a home. After he killed that old ghost, he would marry a gentle and considerate wife, have several children, and have them call him 'Daddy'...
He drifted off to sleep without realizing it, a smile playing on his lips, drool dripping from his mouth. But he was slapped awake. Li Wuming was about to curse when he saw Miao Tianxiong's cold face. Startled, he quickly wiped the drool from his mouth and sat up properly.
"If you dare tell anyone what happened today, I'll cut your throat!" Miao Tianxiong warned coldly.
"I absolutely won't tell!"
Li Wuming swore an oath, and Miao Tianxiong snorted coldly, started the car, and drove away.
Dingba, ravaged beyond recognition in the flowerbed, lay motionless, filled with grief and indignation.
The next day, Yin Yu received a package brought by Yuwen Feng. It was wrapped very tightly and was long and narrow.
"Someone sent this to my company, and I want you to open it yourself," Yuwen Feng said cautiously.
Although he was very curious, he dared not open it without permission, much less fail to deliver it. However, he was afraid that, like his fourth senior brother's last time, the package would contain something bloody. But then he thought that the package was only so small, so it shouldn't be that bad.
Yuwen Feng stared intently at the package, his heart itching with anticipation, hoping Yin Yu would open it soon.
Yin Yu's face was clouded with gloom. He recognized the words on the package at a glance. It was the handwriting of that arrogant bastard Miao Tianxiong. What was that bastard up to now?
"Tear it down!"
Yin Yu shouted, and Ji Wuxin took out scissors and cut it open neatly. Inside, there were several layers of plastic, and there was a faint smell of blood. Yuwen Fengxin's heart sank to the bottom. Could it really be the same as last time?
Jiang Liyun's severed arm was revealed, a small section, curled up like a child's hand, still covered by clothes. Hua Xiaolou exclaimed, "It's Fifth Senior Brother!"
A note lay beneath the severed arm, still bearing Miao Tianxiong's wild and unrestrained handwriting—
"Old ghost, I'll take your head next time!"
"puff"
Yin Yu spat out blood, his face looking terrifyingly ugly. That bitch has gone too far!
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