Fun!
Hey, itâs fun!
In the post, that single and simple word sent Fang Yuâs lips into a crazy upturn.
Hey! Itâs happiness!
The pain of others is the source of my happiness!
"Hahaha! Boss Lei, now you know the importance of being a professional high-level gamer!" [Red Exclamation Mark]
Whatever!
Unsent private messages, I want to send them too!
How do I play the happiness card?
As long as Iâm happy, it doesnât matter; he canât see anyway. Who doesnât deserve a bit of slacking off?
Closed the forum.
Fang Yu quickly tidied up the bowls and dishes, then headed straight for the bedroom.
Fun time is over, time to start working hard!
Putting on the gaming helmet, Fang Yu entered the game.
...
In the game.
Fang Yu opened his eyes.
Sneakily got out of bed.
Hugged the wall, listening to the breathing frequency of his sister.
Hmm, sheâs sleeping deeply.
Prepared some stuff, then quietly left the house.
The streets at night were exceptionally quiet.
With his face covered, Fang Yu tightened his grip on the Mother-Son Sword and headed towards Donut Street.
The Mother-Son Sword, after previous battles, already had some notches, not as sharp and sturdy as when he first got it.
After all, itâs not good-quality stuff, given for free by the martial arts gym. Wouldnât be surprised if it couldnât even chop through bone now.
But Fang Yu still purposefully brought it along.
Because Fang Yu noticed a problem.
His martial arts signature was too obvious.
Once he goes all out, itâs just bone powder everywhere.
Not sure if itâs because of the constant dropping of bone powder, but he feels like he needs to eat several more bowls of rice just to replenish his nutrients.
His sister is satisfied after one bowl, but he could chomp down seven or eight big bowls and still not be full.
For a martial artist, food expenses are indeed a major cost.
Because of the bone powder issue, Fang Yu thought, maybe he could finish someone with the Mother-Son Sword to avoid exposing his identity.
Of course, thatâs the ideal scenario.
If the situation doesnât allow, then naturally, heâll just have to strike and explode them.
When committing crimes at night, itâs naturally better to keep a low profile.
If he encounters patrolling squads, he avoids them from afar.
And if he sees a lone night watchman, no need to say much, those are dangerously noisy.
Luckily, not many people are responsible for night patrols.
Fang Yu made it to Donut Street without much trouble.
Thinking about the 30,000 yuan about to be in his hands made Fang Yu a bit excited.
The house where the target lived had a low exterior wall, only about two meters high.
Having had experience climbing over three-meter walls before, Fang Yu leaped and successfully vaulted over the wall into the yard.
Then, he discovered that the light was still on in the targetâs house!
No way! Itâs nearly midnight, arenât you sleeping??
Or maybe demons donât sleep??
Fang Yu was planning on a stealth attack for an easy finish, but this just complicated things.
Just as he was about to tiptoe over, he suddenly saw a shadow moving inside the house.
His heart skipped, and he quickly hid behind a large vat.
Creak.
Fang Yu had just hidden himself when the door opened.
Tap Tap Tap.
Footsteps of only one person started, walking from inside out.
Out at this time?
Starting a demon side job?
He sneakily glanced towards the entrance.
Surprisingly, he saw a manâs back.
[Wu Xinbang: 55/55]
Fang Yu: ???
Who is this?
Human health score, and not a name provided by Yu Xin from the Foolish Underworld team.
Could it be, the new love interest found by Lin Yuanyun?
Dammit, even turned into a demon, Lin remains Lin, right? King of flirtation?
Wait!
This guy went out, but the light is still on inside...
Creak.
Indeed, as this man left the house,
The sound of a door closing came from inside the room.
With a whoosh, the candlelight that was on also extinguished.
Brilliant!
Isnât this just perfect.
Fang Yu tiptoed forward.
Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from inside the house.
Fang Yu couldnât identify the sound, but as he listened carefully from nearby, he suddenly figured it out.
It was... the sound of chewing.
Was someone inside eating? Eating in the dark?
The sound was like...
Fang Yuâs expression darkened.
He gently opened the door just a crack.
He saw a woman, her back to him, crouching on the floor, gnawing on a fresh corpse.
[Lin Yuanyun: 767/767.]
Lin Yuanyun was engrossed in her eating, seemingly enjoying the feast so much that she hadnât even noticed the door had been cracked open, all her eating actions plainly visible to Fang Yu.
The corpse was a young woman in her twenties, her eyes filled with terror and despair, fatally wounded by her trachea being bitten through at the neck.
But Lin Yuanyun started eating from the chest of the corpse, seemingly preferring the fresh heart.
Fang Yu had no interest in knowing Lin Yuanyunâs dietary preferences.
He just thought the demon was truly perverse.
His legs slightly bent.
Creak, creakâ
The Phantom White Kick was trying hard to condense bone armor on his shins, but due to insufficient level, it only resulted in a shower of bone powder on the floor.
This noise wasnât loud, but in the silent âdining roomâ, it seemed especially clear.
Her body stiffened, Lin Yuanyun quickly turned around.
Bang!!
In that instant, Fang Yuâs feet unleashed their full power.
Lin Yuanyun only saw a shadow rushing towards her like a rampant dragon, and she didnât even have time to get up...
Ssz!!
Her eyeballs were pierced in an instant by the longsword in the humanâs hand!
"Ah ah ah ah!"
-44!
Critical hit!
[Lin Yuanyun: 723/767.]
Pain made Lin Yuanyun, her mouth full of fresh blood, let out a noise, her hands reaching towards Fang Yu.
But she had not realized, Fang Yuâs power had not yet fully erupted!
Ssz!!
The longsword continued straight in, piercing her brain!
-66!
Still a critical hit!
[Lin Yuanyun: 657/767.]
Fang Yuâs ferocious power even caused her body to crash against the wall!
Bang!!
-3!
[Lin Yuanyun: 654/767.]
Lin Yuanyunâs hollow right eye, along with her brain, were momentarily pinned against the wall.
As Lin Yuanyun roared, her hands reaching for Fang Yuâs neck, Fang Yu swiftly raised a foot and harshly kicked her chest.
Bang!!
-12!
[Lin Yuanyun: 642/767.]
The kick was solid, causing Lin Yuanyun to pause her movement in pain.
Without hesitating even for half a second, Fang Yu seized the opportunity, yanking the longsword that pierced Lin Yuanyunâs head upwards!
Fang Yu intended with this move, starting from her right eyeball, to pull upward, breaking open her skull and splitting her brain in two!
But the reality turned out to be...
Snap!
The longsword abruptly broke into two pieces.
-5.
[Lin Yuanyun: 637/767.]
The air suddenly went silent.
With the longsword no longer stabilizing Lin Yuanyunâs head.
She immediately reacted, just as Fang Yu was thrown off balance by the broken sword.
Snap!
Lin Yuanyunâs hands quickly grabbed Fang Yuâs right foot pressing on her chest.
Bending her head down, she bit down.
Damn!
Fang Yuâs expression changed, he struggled but it was already too late.
Phantom White Kick!!
Fang Yu screamed inside.
Whoosh!
Bone powder crazily burst forth, filling his pant legs.
Right at that moment, Lin Yuanyun bit down, but got a mouthful of powder instead.
During Lin Yuanyunâs brief moment of confusion, Fang Yu with his left hand holding the broken sword, and his right hand holding the dagger blade, plunged them both into the temples on either side of her head.
Ssz!!
Ssz!!
-35!
-15!
[Lin Yuanyun: 587/767.]