251: Chapter 49: Ignite the Sprinting Bald Donkey 251: Chapter 49: Ignite the Sprinting Bald Donkey In the underground ward, a patient bound tightly to the bed was struggling furiously with all his might.
Despite his wrists and ankles being rubbed raw and soaked in blood that had seeped into the bindings, he refused to cease.
Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs…
How can you not believe me when there really are bugs?
If I say there are bugs, then there are bugs, you must believe me, believe me, believe me, believe me…
“Ahhh—!”
After relentless struggling, he finally broke free of the restraints on his hands, sat up, and pulled out the gauze stuffed in his mouth.
His strong desire to pour out his emotions erupted voraciously, compelling him to yell out, shriek, and roar…
Bang—!
The door was kicked open violently.
Veronica rushed into the ward, one hand clasping the patient’s throat, pinning him down onto the bed, while her other hand grabbed the steel gear cross on her chest and pressed it against his face.
The patient immediately let out a piercing scream.
“The Moth God shall descend!
Show us the path to ascension!”
Even as the cross suppressed him into convulsions, he still managed to voice out with difficulty.
“Why would it guide you?”
Veronica asked with a smile, “Have you learned about it?
Worshipped it?
Offered it any sacrifices?
Or is it because you’re good-looking?”
The patient was stunned.
He had never thought about these questions.
Merely thinking about it was already quite difficult for him.
So he quickly gave up on trying to think.
“I don’t care, I want to ascend…aaaahhhh!”
Veronica’s hand remained firmly pressed against the patient’s face, as she raised her head to look toward the vent on one side of the ward’s ceiling.
The first floor above ground.
A bald man in a patient’s gown, taking advantage of the police’s room check, had quietly hidden inside the bathroom.
A dark shadow slipped down from the vent, landing on him silently.
“Battle Nun, tch…”
The bald man’s expression darkened.
With a Battle Nun here to control the situation, there was no chance to cause trouble.
Why would the police station invite a nun over?
Weren’t they always at odds with the Church?
A public servant not solving the problem themselves, instead placing hope in the hands of charlatans.
I say, this new government, hopeless!
At that moment, someone entered pushing the door.
The bald man unassumingly squatted over the toilet, trying his best to imitate someone patiently waiting for a constipated bowel movement.
Going to the toilet is a very normal thing for anyone who eats and drinks…
As he was thinking this, a hand suddenly appeared before his eyes.
“Hey, what are you doing!”
He instinctively wanted to shout, but his squatting posture wasn’t conducive to resistance, and he was directly yanked out of the stall by Wang Yunxiao.
Wang stepped on his butt to pin him to the ground and twisted his arms behind his back.
“What’s your name, and which gang are you with?”
Wang Yunxiao slightly increased the pressure, and the bald man immediately screamed out, “I don’t know anything!
I was just squatting here!”
“You’ve forgotten your own name?”
“Guangyuan!
This humble monk’s Buddhist name is Guangyuan!”
“So you’re a monk?
Then why don’t you have the shaving scar on your head?”
“Who told you monks all have shaving scars…
Hey, brother, go easy…
Let me pull up my pants first!”
Wang Yunxiao shifted the heel of his foot, stepping in between his legs, “What’s all this nonsense?
Which gang are you with?
Tell me or believe me, I will kill you.”
“I’ll tell you!
I’m from Pu’an Temple outside the city, here at the hospital for a visit…”
As he spoke, a black shadow suddenly darted out from beneath him with the speed of lightning, ran up Wang Yunxiao’s leg and climbed onto his back.
Wang Yunxiao dodged and flew backwards, slamming straight into the wall behind him.
With a muffled thud, the creature behind him didn’t have the chance to bite before it was squashed into a meat patty by the impact, its body dropping limply to the floor.
Looking down, it turned out to be a big black rat, about two feet long.
Wang Yunxiao’s vision darkened.
As he stepped back to dodge, the bald monk on the ground got up in a nimble roll.
Not bothering to pull his pants up, with his bare legs, he kicked the pants towards Wang Yunxiao, blocking his view.
By the time Wang Yunxiao reached out to block the pants, two heavy punches came from behind, one smashing into his chest, the other at his face.
The punches carried overwhelming force and were totally unexpected.
Unable to deflect the blows in time, he was hit squarely, the back of his head colliding with the wall, his brain went blank, and his chest almost had its ribs crushed, leaving him gasping for air.
Having landed a hit, the monk didn’t linger for the fight.
He turned to flee the toilet, knowing very well that such a lucky stealth attack wouldn’t work a second time.
If he made too much noise and alerted the police, there’d be no escaping the hospital in broad daylight.
However, just as he was about to step out of the toilet door, a pair of arms suddenly reached from behind and wrapped around his waist.
“Thief Sun!
Where the hell do you think you’re going?”
Wang Yunxiao’s nose was bleeding from the punch, nearly passing out, but the pain triggered his ferocity.
He took a deep breath, turned around, and grabbed the escaping monk.
With his muscles bulging and veins popping, he surprisingly lifted the monk straight up.
As he saw his feet leave the ground, the monk spread his arms, grabbing the sides of the toilet door, his fingers piercing the wall.
A faint golden glow flashed across his body, his muscles instantly becoming as hard as iron.
Using his arms as a fulcrum, he clamped his legs around Wang Yunxiao’s waist and flung him away.
Wang Yunxiao was thrown out of the toilet, tumbling along the floor into the room across, crushing a door on his way and causing countless screams.
The noise of their fight quickly attracted the attention of the police officers searching the rooms.
“Freeze!
Hands up!”
The nearest officer didn’t hesitate to draw his gun and aim at the bald monk.
The monk screamed weirdly, jumped up with a flying kick without any attempt to dodge.
As the officer pulled the trigger, the bullet grazed the monk’s hairy leg, sparking of all things.
The officer was then kicked square in the chest by the monk’s powerful kick, and sent flying six or seven meters.
After the gunshots, the monk couldn’t conceal himself anymore.
Lifting his hairy legs, he ran towards the nearest window and burst through it, arms shielding his head and face, shouting, “Great Black Heavenly Mother!
Grey-Clad Guanyin!”
Crack—!
Bang—!
Just as he was about to break through the window to freedom, a dull roar exploded behind him.
A scorching blast passed in front of Wang Yunxiao.
He saw a fiery comet shoot out from Veronica’s approaching gun, carrying a wave of heat that struck the monk in the back.
The very instant he had cried out sacred names, before his feet even touched the ground, he became a human torch and fell to the floor.