Chapter 943 - 943: Tacit Understanding

At the same time Old Ha and Aspergillus oryzae's harassment was taking effect, the Martial Monks were not idle.

Hui Liu took the iron chains off his forearms, wrapped them twice around Gu Shi's neck, and started pulling hard.

The people around saw this scene and also grabbed the chains to help. Two groups of people each pulled a chain in opposite directions, looking like a tug-of-war.

The remaining Du Qingyue and others then abandoned defense, using all their strength and spirit for the attack.

In no time, Gu Shi was already disheveled, his clothes torn in many places, looking even more downtrodden than a beggar.

His face became increasingly unsightly, as if he hadn't expected there would be so many skilled people by Xiao Feng's side.

"Take my punch!" A loud shout came from the back of the crowd.

Needless to say, the voice came from Iron Kid.

Since among everyone present, only he often used the word "my" this way.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Gu Shi's nose was smashed, collapsed downwards, making him look somewhat terrifying.

Iron Kid shook his wrist, grimacing, "How can your head be so hard?"

But at this moment, Gu Shi stopped resisting the attack, grabbed the chains with both hands, and pulled hard.

The dozen or so people holding the chains stumbled.

Gu Shi took advantage of this gap, unwrapped the chains from his neck, and using all his strength, ran towards the door.

The drum beat stopped, and Xiao Feng blocked those who wanted to chase after him.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

In the courtyard, the loudest sound at this moment was the heavy breathing of the crowd.

Gu Shi left dryly, without leaving any threatening words, but the pressure he brought to everyone was greater than any threatening words.

"How did you see there was something wrong with it?" Xiao Feng walked up to Neng Ren and asked.

Neng Ren seemed to be still frightened, touched his forehead, then paused, realizing he was wearing a mask and had no cold sweat seeping out at all.

He took two deep breaths, explained, "I can vividly portray people of different ages, genders, and personalities, all relying on meticulous observation.

And the first feeling that Gu Shi gave me was strange!

Every move it made gave me an uncomfortable feeling, very mechanical... or rather, stiff, even unlike a living person.

And one more thing is its name."

"Name?" Xiao Feng frowned slightly.

"Yes! Name." Neng Ren nodded, "Gu Shi... Ancient Corpse, usually no one would pick such an ominous name."

Old Ha leaned over and said, "Isn't that a bit far-fetched? By that logic, wouldn't 'Xi Shi' not match with beauty?"

"Everyone has their own understanding." Neng Ren shrugged, "Anyway, that's what I thought at that time.

Speaking of which, what exactly is that thing?

A zombie?"

"Have you ever seen a talking zombie?" Old Ha asked in return.

Neng Ren was puzzled, "If it's not a zombie, then with fangs, not bleeding, almost unkillable..."

"Alright, you don't have to guess, let me tell you." Old Ha put his arm around Neng Ren's shoulder, ready to start a lengthy explanation.

However, before he could speak, Old Ha seemed to remember something, looked at Xiao Feng and said, "Boss?"

Xiao Feng waved his hand, gesturing that he could speak.

Old Ha cleared his throat, began to speak animatedly.

"It looks like all your previous worries and suspicions have come true." Du Qingyue said with a usual expression.

"Are you still going to the shop later?"

"Of course, Gu Shi was seriously injured this time, it should take some time to recover, during which I need to settle the issue on Ma Zimeng's side.

Besides, if a real fight broke out and I couldn't win, I could just run away."

Xiao Feng nodded, "As long as you know what to do."

At this moment, Iron Kid ran over, "Brother Xiao Feng!"

"Hmm?"

"I'm a bit hungry." Iron Kid said sheepishly, rubbing his stomach.

Xiao Feng looked at Zhao Guo'an sitting against the wall, a pot still on his head, sighed and said, "Old Ha."

Old Ha, who was speaking with great enthusiasm, reluctantly stopped, "Boss, what are your orders?"

"You're making breakfast today."

"Is the chef busy again today?"

Xiao Feng pointed to the spot against the wall.

Old Ha turned to look, his forehead instantly lined with black lines.

Last time, when the boss took the others to stake out the Celestial Defect Sect at Jiulong Public Cemetery, their home was attacked. Nobody else had anything happen, only the chef was affected, and his life was only saved with snow centipede excrement.

This time, again, nobody else had anything happen, but the chef was hit.

The chef's fate...

Sighing repeatedly in his heart, Old Ha tied on an apron and started making breakfast.

Halfway through eating, a police car stopped at the front door.

Di Junxiong got out of the car, greeted Xiao Feng and the others after entering.

"Haven't eaten yet, join us," Du Qingyue stood up and invited.

"Madam, no need to trouble yourself." Di Junxiong declined, "I'm just passing by to check on you and the master, I'll be leaving soon."

"What's the rush?" Du Qingyue asked smoothly.

Di Junxiong waved his hand, "Don't mention it, quite a few people reported hearing strange drum sounds, then experiencing chest tightness, shortness of breath, even dizziness.

The bureau is taking this very seriously. Next, there will be a thorough investigation to determine the source of the drum sounds.

People who experienced these symptoms also need to be sent to the hospital for check-ups. In short, it's a troublesome matter."

Xiao Feng and the others exchanged glances, finally locking their gaze on the young girl.

The young girl wiped her mouth, said to Di Junxiong, "Don't worry, those people are fine."

"How do you know?"

"Don't worry about how I know, just that they're definitely fine."

Di Junxiong wasn't an idiot, upon hearing this, he immediately understood that this multiple-alarm incident likely had something to do with his master and these people.

However, even understanding seemed to be of no use.

Leaving aside his small influence, even if he held a high position, he would need a reason to explain things to the people below.

"Are you thinking about how there's no way to convince the people below to stop wasting effort?" Xiao Feng asked lightly.

Di Junxiong smiled wryly, "Truly, nothing escapes the master's keen eyes, I was just thinking about this matter."

"This is simple, any problem you can't solve, just push it to someone else."

"Push it to someone else?" Di Junxiong was taken aback, "Who am I supposed to push it to?"

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, "Of course, to someone who can solve it, like your chief, Shi Yong."

"..." Di Junxiong.

Who has ever seen a subordinate push matters onto their leader?

While thinking this, he saw Xiao Feng blink and say, "You might have forgotten, besides being Shi Yong's subordinate, you are with the Demon Suppression Action Team."

"Oh..." Di Junxiong showed a look of realization, nodded, "I understand."

After saying that, the master and disciple met eyes, their smiles subtly reflecting the four words... tacit mutual understanding.