Beginning with the Ubume Bird Chapter 130

Chapter 130: Chapter 29: No Poison, No Great Man?

The cold winter wind unexpectedly grew a few degrees chillier.

The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, “Since it's still like this, then I…”

Pei Yunhu's pupils suddenly contracted, involuntarily reminding one of a predator snake on the hunt.

The sound of a needle piercing flesh was almost undetectable; the girl's legs gave out, and she fell backwards. Pei Yunhu was one step ahead, catching the girl in his arms.

“A tranquilizer gun?”

Pei Yunhu raised his head, it was just dusk, and the park was already devoid of any human noise.

“This world always has those who consider themselves exceptional, not uttering a word, yet subconsciously behaving like they are the protagonists of the world—unlike unruly children, these people's abilities and even their EQ have no issues, in fact, they're often more outstanding than the vast majority.”

A young man with a warm smile emerged, and from all around the street corner came soldiers clad in black uniforms, holding special firearms.

“Their real problem is, they lack any sense of responsibility.”

The young man's smile turned colder, “Esteemed Walker, you've crossed the boundary.”

Pei Yunhu's narrow eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses fixed on the young man.

“If Earth Endurance was strong enough, then the existence of a Yan Fu Walker would be meaningless.”

“If all Yan Fu Walkers were like you, it would indeed be better to hand over matters to us at Earth Endurance.”

The young man looked at the girl in Yunhu's arms with disgust in his eyes, “You really make me sick.”

Pei Yunhu turned a deaf ear, his fingers caressing the girl's plump cheek in his arms.

“A petty person cannot be a gentleman, a man without venom cannot be a great man.”

The hoarse voice dissipated into the wind.

The young man laughed soundlessly, extending a finger, “I'll say this only once, remember it.”

He turned his face away, his finger swiping downward.

“It's 'a man without extremes is not a husband.'

Suddenly, gunshots rang out.

“Pfft~”

“Did it hit?”

“Where did he go?”

“So fast!”

Across from the eastern gate of the school, at a window on the third floor of Hongtong Hotel, several voices crowded together.

They looked through the window to the school's entrance plaza.

About seven or eight ordinary people looked around bewildered; one was holding his shoulder, so much in pain that he was only crying. There was a small pool of fresh blood on the ground, but Li Yan was nowhere to be seen.

“Pursue!”

Blood-stained fingers grasped the rough bark of a tree branch, sunlight filtering through the tattered dry leaves onto the man's face.

Li Yan leaned against the shadow of the academic building. He was breathing rapidly, his face pale, a bullet lodged between two of his ribs, blood still flowing incessantly.

“You have been hit by a special bullet, you have entered the special state 'Rupture,' your wound healing rate has slowed by 500%.”

If it weren't for Carved Snow's enhancement, this shot, hitting Li Yan, would have left him dead or, at best, seriously injured.

“I've taken all these twists and turns, only to step right into a mud ditch,” Li Yan thought with a touch of self-deprecation. He chewed even the date pit along with the crunchy date flesh, swallowing them into his stomach.

A long-billed black bird landed beside his pants.

The voice of Nine-Winged Sudu came through the Sudu bird into Li Yan's ears, “Lord Governor. There's a situation… huh?”

“I'm fine, what's up?”

“There's trouble at Xiangshan Park, firearms have been fired. There were also the sounds of explosions.”

The blood-soaked bullet was slowly squeezed out, causing Li Yan to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

“Lord?”

“Sudu, take a look and let me know if there's anything.”

“Alright, Lord.”

Nine-Winged Sudu readily agreed.

Li Yan was unable to leave his current position, but he didn't want to forsake any potential news about Pei Yunhu.

In a one-on-one fight, Nine-Winged Sudu would not be at a disadvantage against any Yan Fu Walker, and Yan Fu's evaluation of Nine-Winged Sudu was “Ten Cities Peak,” a level not even Li Yan currently could reach.

Even if trapped in the worst siege, Nine-Winged Sudu could fly away and escape,

As for himself here…

“You have discovered Predator (the prey)”

Li Yan had the high ground and was peering at the man below.

Just didn't know how many people were there.

It was a man with a beard and sunglasses, his eyes scanning the teaching buildings and the library behind the tinted lenses.

His footsteps crunched into the wet, rotting heap of black leaves, rustling a few leaves in the process.

“Clang~”

A bullet with not yet dried blood struck the steps.

The bearded man looked up, just as a black spearhead thrust down toward him.

The bearded man's heels dug into the ground, his body lifting and tipping backward weightlessly as the spearhead followed, aiming for the bearded man's eyes.

As he fell backward, the bearded man whipped out two silenced pistols midair, the fiery glow erupting from the barrels to the left and right, bullets hitting the Black Rider Ghost in the arm, in the chest.

The bearded man hit the ground on his back, rolled over without a second thought, and sprang up like a tiger or a leopard. His pistols fired at the old tree from where the Black Rider Ghost had emerged.

Leaves scattered as several branches, aflame, fell off.

The bearded man furrowed his brow, a tingling sensation at the back of his neck.

From behind!

It was too late for the bearded man to turn.

Li Yan, blood spurting from a wound, pounced down from the tree, hands grasping the Ring Dragon Stab invertedly, the tendons on his hands starkly visible.

The bearded man rolled to the right, narrowly avoiding the Ring Dragon's blade.

The sword's tip pierced the earth over a foot deep. Li Yan pushed off with his right foot, lunging forward.

The bearded man raised his gun in response, but a flash of black flew at him from the gap left by Li Yan, prompting the bearded man to dodge instinctively and clench his jaw as he pulled the trigger.

Li Yan, having lunged forward, gripped the Ring Dragon tightly, steadied his center of gravity with his left foot, engaged his waist, and forcibly twisted his body. His gaze went from the ground up to the sky, and the sword, dragging mud, carved an arc, the blade slashing viciously upward from beneath the bearded man's crotch.

The bullet left the chamber.

The blade entered flesh.

Both men hit the ground, but Li Yan wiped a streak of blood off the tip of his nose, straightened his back, while the bearded man convulsed twice and lay still.

“Unfortunately, you didn't get his legacy.”

Li Yan, clutching the wound under his ribs, stood up, “If it's a gunman, then there's more than one person.”

Sudu fluttered its wings and landed back beside Li Yan.

“My lord, over at the Xiangshan…”

After listening, Li Yan stood silent.

A piece of glass, as long as an arm, fell from below. Seemingly oblivious, Li Yan sidestepped, and the glass shattered on impact.

Li Yan looked up, his eyes fierce as if they harbored a raging tiger.

Above was a girl with a vacant stare, her fingers cut by the broken glass, blood dripping down.

“Nuisance.”

Li Yan averted his gaze and walked out of the building's shadow.

“Officer, what's going on here?”

“Mind your own business.”

Zhao Wu didn't care, smiled, and backed away.

Zhao Xin yawned, “Shall we just barge in?”

Zhao Wu shook his head.

“I'll slip in and take a look. Wait for my signal.”

“Be careful.”

Zhao Xin stepped on a pile of maple leaves, resting her arms on her knees.

“Take this.”

Zhao Xin removed the iron-red Buddha pendant from around her neck and handed it to Zhao Wu.

“Alright.”

Zhao Wu accepted the pendant, wrapping it around her wrist. Her clothes fell limply to the ground, a black stream wrapped around the pendant, disappearing into a thick pile of maple leaves.

As Zhao Xin watched Zhao Wu leave, feeling bored, she saw a black Mercedes, heedless of anything in its path, knocking over barricades and scraping the side mirrors of police cars as it rushed toward the park.

“Damn!”

Zhao Xin's eyes widened, and she stood up.

Wushan belched from alcohol, ignoring the shouts behind him as he turned up the CD player to maximum and floored the accelerator.

“You little bastard, think you can run away this time?”

Chapter end