Chapter 617 - 522: I Gave You a Chance, Don’t Let Me Down!

Liu Yao and Yang Xinqi leaned forward, curiously looking at the wax pill in Zhao Dezhu’s hand.

"Most of these guys are not right in the head. I guess they’ve taken too much medicine and messed up their brains!" Zhang Su bent down and picked up the rope on the guy who was almost knocked out by a slap, then said to everyone: "I warn you not to stash these things privately. That guy with the surname Huang said before that eating these will kill you."

If it were just the Yama Corps members, Zhang Su wouldn’t bother to remind them, but for the newly joined Celestial Horse Island people, it’s hard to say, especially when he saw Liu Yao’s envious look. Discipline isn’t built in a day or two.

After explaining, Zhang Su dragged the guy like a dead dog out of the bathroom, leaving a finger-thick blood stain on the ground, inconspicuous.

Thud!

The man was thrown to the ground, half sitting with his butt sticking up, looking awkward.

"Does this guy have a grudge against you?"

Zhang Su looked at Tian Fan holding a Dog Leg Military Saber, in the posture of a Great Saber Society warrior, and felt like laughing.

Tian Fan couldn’t see the faint amusement on Zhang Su’s face, and glared angrily at the man on the ground, saying, "I don’t know his name, others call him Vulture. This scoundrel bullies men and violates women in the factory, there are at least eight or ten older sisters defiled by him. I once...once..."

"Alright, alright, no need to say more!"

Zhang Su made a strange expression and waved his hand; he already had a mental picture of the story. The people around him also wore strange expressions, adults in this day and age are aware of such things, it’s nothing but lingering pain. Got it, got it.

Realizing the misunderstanding from everyone’s expression, Tian Fan quickly explained: "No, no, Brother Zhang, it’s not what you think..."

Then, lowering his voice, tremblingly said: "This damn thing once saw me cleaning the stool basin, and insisted that I...insisted that I taste it. I refused, so he grabbed me and stuffed it into my mouth, even asked me if it tasted good!"

Speaking of his unspeakable past, Tian Fan’s voice was low but filled with uncontrollable resentment.

Several throats moved around him; everyone was quite immune to disgusting things, but the thought of the scene Tian Fan endured made them gag a little.

"It’s hard to understand..."

Zhang Su made a helpless expression, truly unable to comprehend what pleasure could be derived from such acts. Can stress really be relieved in such a manner?

It’s insane.

"Alright, it’s getting late, let’s do it, show us your resolve."

Zhang Su raised his wrist to check the time; it’s been fifteen minutes since the people from Absolute Justice entered Lego Mall. Previously, a guy yelled "twenty minutes" and got lectured by Zhao Dezhu, but he remembered this event clearly, it wasn’t done casually.

If judgment isn’t wrong, twenty minutes is their time limit for contacting Ding Wei. Thinking of this, he touched the previously confiscated walkie-talkie, which remained silent.

"Okay!"

Tian Fan answered with seriousness, looking identical to Ma Xuechuo at the gas station, but the actions of both were entirely different.

"I’ll kill you!"

Tian Fan’s shout expressed the idea directly.

He stepped forward and gave the vulture on the ground a kick without hesitation; his military saber slashed at the vulture’s dazed head.

Thud...

The sound was muffled, very bloody, Tian Fan’s expression was twisted, yet showed no intention to back down.

"Ah...you dog of a waste, ah you..."

Slashed, the vulture instantly sobered up, in the darkness and confusion unable to see anything clearly, just feeling the blade slashing down repeatedly.

Hide?

Tied up all over, even moving was challenging, nowhere to hide.

Scream?

Screaming till hoarse would do no good!

"I’ll slash you to death, I’ll kill you, I’ll destroy you..."

Tian Fan seemed possessed, his broken arm short by a segment, his sleeve flailed randomly due to the movement of his other arm. Blood, bone fragments, and flesh spattered everywhere as the blade rose and fell.

Beside him, Yuwen and others felt tiny warm droplets on their faces, their skin twitching, quickly stepping sideways.

"My goodness...this kid is pretty ruthless, was his arm and eye done by this guy?"

Zhao Dezhu, hearing the commotion outside, came out to look, stunned.

"We still don’t know how his eye and arm were done, but each of these people has a reason to die. Found the pills yet?"

"Found them! Should we check the logistics staff as well?"

Zhao Dezhu pulled a pill from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Su, the group quickly searched these people for wax pills.

"One, two, three... that’s quite a number. You can search those guys, but I reckon there’s not much to find."

Zhang Su counted the wax pills, twelve in total, plus the ones found from Huang Yixiao, making thirteen.

"Then let Xiaochen do it later, Old Tan just notified us to gather, I’m heading over, bye!"

Zhao Dezhu pretended to be casual, then quickly slipped away.

Previously arranged with a leisurely position by Zhang Su, he almost missed the most exciting battle, this time he definitely wouldn’t cower in the back line.

"Never shakes off the image of a reckless lad!"

Yuwen looked at Zhao Dezhu’s figure fading into the darkness, sighed helplessly.

"Old Yu, you should be content. This nephew-in-law ain’t half bad! Hmm?"

Mid-sentence, Zhang Su’s ear twitched when the walkie-talkie found from the fake Ding Wei rang.

"Hey, hey, Monkey Two, is it done?"