Chapter 253: 253 Complex Demon Pattern
Standing behind the three hooligans was a person wearing a Grey Wolf mask.
Though the person exuded an extraordinary aura, just seeing Grey Wolf’s adorable scarred face made the three hooligans want to burst into laughter.
“Hahaha, this is killing me with laughter—”
“Hahaha, it’s actually Grey Wolf, so ridiculous, where’s Pleasant Goat?”
The three hooligans laughed so hard they were almost doubled over.
The girl in white, cornered in the dead-end alley, upon seeing someone coming to rescue her, didn’t care who it was, Grey or Red Wolf, and cried out urgently: “Hui, help—”
Upon hearing the girl’s plea for help, the three hooligans laughed even harder.
“Hahaha, there’s always a fool every year, but there are especially many this year, and calling for Hui? You deserve to be played by us three.”
But just as the three were laughing heartily, they suddenly heard Grey Wolf’s voice beside the girl in white: “Miss, don’t be afraid, I am the messenger of justice, guaranteeing your safety.”
Hearing this voice, the three hooligans were instantly stunned.
Because just now, this Grey Wolf was clearly behind them, so how did the voice suddenly appear in front of the girl in white?
This alley was very narrow, and the three hooligans had already blocked it entirely, so how could this Grey Wolf get to the girl in white without encountering the three of them?
The three hooligans hurriedly looked forward.
Sure enough, they saw Grey Wolf really standing beside the girl in white, comforting her.
The three hooligans were startled, each shuddering in fear.
“Ghost!”
The first thing that came to the three hooligans’ minds was that they had encountered a ghost.
But, looking closely at the Grey Wolf before them, its body was solid, completely unlike a ghost.
The three exchanged glances, each puffing up a bit of courage for each other, and slightly steadied themselves as they each reached behind to pull out a gleaming machete.
“Kid, stop with the tricks and scram, or else we’ll chop you.”
The three hooligans waved the machetes menacingly in the air, the glint of the blades indeed somewhat intimidating.
The girl in white who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly seeing the three machetes, turned pale with fear, teeth chattering, speechless.
The three hooligans, seeing this, immediately became smug.
One of them pointed the knife at the girl in white, saying: “Scared now, eh? Heh, heh, as long as you behave, we’ll not hurt you. Heh, heh, now, will you strip yourself, or do we cut your clothes bit by bit?”
The girl in white, hearing this, became even more terrified, looked helplessly at Grey Wolf, eyes brimming with despair.
Grey Wolf glanced at the machetes in the hands of the three hooligans, dismissively saying: “Strutting around with foot care knives? Get lost!”
The three hooligans instantly flushed with embarrassment and anger, one of them cursed: “Kid, don’t force me to do it!”
Speaking of which, that hooligan raised the machete high and swung it fiercely towards Grey Wolf.
At this moment, Grey Wolf seemed to completely ignore the machete coming at him, instead, he turned to the girl in white and said: “Miss, it’s time for you to go home. Don’t come out so late again.”
The girl in white watched in horror as the machete got closer to Grey Wolf, shrieking: “Hui, watch out.”
But, the girl’s warning was a bit late. Just as her voice fell, the machete seemed about to hit Grey Wolf.
The girl in white closed her eyes in fear, not daring to look any longer.
Sure enough, just as the girl in white closed her eyes, she heard a heart-wrenching scream next to her ear: “Mama—”
The girl in white’s heart sank, startled: it’s over, Hui’s hurt. Why is it always the good guys that get hurt?
The girl in white sighed inwardly, hurriedly opened her eyes, wanting to see what part of Grey Wolf was injured.
But, when she opened her eyes, she was immediately stunned.
Because she saw, Grey Wolf still stood there completely unharmed.
“What’s going on? Did the hooligan show mercy?” the girl in white wondered, quickly looking over at the hooligan who had swung the machete.
But when she looked, she was taken aback.
Because she saw that the hooligan who had swung the machete was jumping up and down, wailing incessantly.
The knife that had been in his right hand was gone, and it was now deeply embedded in his left arm, the cut deep enough to see the bone, blood flowing profusely.
The girl in white widened her eyes, still not understanding what had happened: “Did the hooligan have a change of heart? Couldn’t bear to hurt the adorable Grey Wolf, so he cut his own left arm? But that doesn’t seem to be the case at all?”
The girl in white thought about it, but couldn’t comprehend it, and had forgotten her fear, staring intently at Grey Wolf, trying to see his face clearly.
But Grey Wolf’s mask covered his face so tight it was impossible to see, only from the exposed neck could one tell Grey Wolf was a young man.
The girl in white didn’t see what happened earlier, but the three hooligans saw it all clearly.
Earlier, as one of them swung the blade at Grey Wolf, Grey Wolf was speaking with the girl in white, and just as the blade reached him, he casually lifted a hand, flicked with his middle finger, hitting the knife blade.
The machete immediately bounced back, directly striking the knife-wielding hooligan’s left arm.
And Grey Wolf’s casual flick was so nonchalant, he didn’t even give it a direct look.
Hearing the pained cries from the wounded hooligan, the remaining two hooligans, though holding their knives, were so terrified they kept retreating until they were up against the wall.
Seeing the alley path cleared, Grey Wolf said to the girl in white: “Alright, you should head home.”
The girl in white, seeing a way to escape, hurriedly slipped past the three hooligans and ran out.
But, after running a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned to Grey Wolf, and asked: “Hui, why aren’t you leaving?”
Grey Wolf replied: “You go ahead, I still have some matters to discuss with them.”
The girl in white realized by now that Grey Wolf was no ordinary person, so she’d be safe even if she stayed. She nodded and said: “Hui, thank you. If there’s a chance, I will definitely repay you.”
Watching the girl in white leave, Grey Wolf turned to the three hooligans and said: “You three, come with me to the Government Office to turn yourselves in.”
The three hooligans didn’t initially grasp what the Government Office meant, but hearing the words ‘turn yourselves in’, they immediately understood.
The three hooligans glared angrily at Grey Wolf, shouting: “Grey Wolf, don’t push us, we’re part of the underworld, and if you push us, it’ll be a fight to the death.”
“Underworld? What does that mean?” Grey Wolf asked in confusion.
The three hooligans exchanged a glance, then said to Grey Wolf: “You don’t even understand the underworld? Wait, we’ll show you.”
Saying so, apart from the stabbed hooligan, the other two hooligans each took off their shirts, revealing torsos covered in blue tattoos, so densely inked that no normal skin was visible.
Seeing the tattoos on the two men, Grey Wolf was momentarily stunned, thinking to himself: Could there be such intricate Demon Patterns in the world, with clouds and rain, dragons and phoenixes! What level of cultivation do these two people have? Could it be I’ve encountered some senior masters again today?