"Stop... knocking...!"
The voice was exhausted, sounding like it was using every ounce of strength.
However, the person who said these three words was not Hu Guangxin, but Hua Ling, whose delicate body swayed like she was drunk.
At her feet lay a pair of earplugs.
It wasn't that she didn't want to wear them, but her forearms were broken, making it impossible to put them on.
Lu Yao noticed this and imdiately ran over to help her put on the earplugs. Only then did Hua Ling feel much better, mouthing a "thank you," her eyes full of gratitude.
Then, her gaze turned to the little girl beating the drum, her eyes imdiately turning to hate.
Hua Ling felt she had reason to suspect the other party was intentionally targeting her.
But in fact, the little girl had no intention of doing so; it was purely a mont of careless negligence.
At this mont, the little girl stopped drumming and shouted into the room, "Old Zhao, are you done yet? It's been ten minutes!"
No one answered for a mont because Zhao Guo'an was wearing earplugs, intently studying a powder that could make people fart.
anwhile, Hu Guangxin didn't take a breath during this ti. After gathering his strength, he imdiately lunged at the little girl, like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey or an eagle seizing a rabbit.
"Watch out!" Lu Yao and Lin Zhiyan shouted in unison, simultaneously throwing their weapons in hopes of stopping Hu Guangxin's attack.
The little girl's brow furrowed slightly, as if she vaguely heard soone warning her to be careful.
She did not look back, treating it as if soone was indeed attacking her from behind.
With that thought, the little girl dashed off into the distance, drumming on the instrunt at her waist with both hands.
Hu Guangxin missed his target completely, kneeling on the ground, his fury igniting, causing him to smash his fist into the ground.
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, his fist erupted in pain, but under this pain, Hu Guangxin's eyes suddenly regained temporary clarity.
It was like finding a lifeline; without hesitation, Hu Guangxin punched the ground again.
"Bang!"
This ti, the force was clearly much greater than before, as evidenced by the deep fist imprint on the ground.
He slowly rose, his eyes flashing like a beast angered, fixed on the little girl.
The little girl sensed sothing was off, increasing her drumming speed until even she felt intensely uncomfortable.
"Boom boom boom boom boom!"
The urgent drumbeats echoed, and Hu Guangxin's expression beca distorted.
He knew he had to endure it, or else whether he could stand again remained an uncertain future.
"Aaahhh!"
Hu Guangxin howled to the sky, veins bulging on his forehead, and punched a wooden pillar beside him.
"Boom!"
The thirty-centiter diater pillar was pierced through, his fist covered in splinters, looking like a porcupine, with blood flowing freely.
"Money... I don't want it anymore... All I want... is you all dead!"
Hu Guangxin said hoarsely, head hanging low.
Lin Zhiyan and the others couldn't hear what he was saying, but from his posture, it was obvious he was ready for a desperate fight!
A mont later, the little girl stopped drumming, utterly unable to continue.
Previously, while drumming herself to unconsciousness in the crypt, she was solely focused on beating the drum, eventually performing chanically.
But this ti was clearly different; she couldn't maintain that state of complete concentration.
"Huff... huff..."
The little girl panted heavily, sweat covering her face, with her bangs plastered to her forehead in strands, looking quite uncomfortable.
And indeed, the truth was, the one most affected was still the little girl beating the drum.
Removing her earplugs, the little girl's eyes darted around, proposing, "How about we cease-fire for half an hour and then continue fighting?"
Hu Guangxin kept moving, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, evidently considering himself the fool here.
Seeing this, Lin Zhiyan and Lu Yao quickly moved towards the little girl.
But then, the door opened, and Zhao Guo'an rushed out hurriedly, shouting, "What kind of skill is it to bully won? Co at if you dare!"
Hu Guangxin halted in his tracks, turning to size up Zhao Guo'an with a sneer, "After being a coward for so long, you have the nerve to co out and talk?
If you were as brave as you claim, we've been fighting for so long, how co we haven't heard a peep from you?"
"Whether I fart or not doesn't matter, the key is you." Zhao Guo'an pointed at Hu Guangxin, pronouncing slowly, "You're about to fart!"
Hu Guangxin was taken aback by this statent: "What do you an?"
"Don't worry about the aning. How about we have a one-on-one duel, do you dare?" Zhao Guo'an said provocatively, eyes wide.
"A duel? Against you?" Hu Guangxin laughed boisterously as if hearing the most ridiculous joke, "Hahaha..."
Without noticing, Zhao Guo'an quickly took out a straw-like object, put it in his mouth, and blew with all his might.
"Haha... uh..."
The laughter stopped abruptly as Hu Guangxin grabbed his throat, bending over like a shrimp, making "ha chi ha chi" sounds.
"What... did you make eat?" Hu Guangxin asked with a murderous glare.
Zhao Guo'an grinned and replied, "Relax, it's not poison. Didn't I just say I'd make you fart?
I'm a man of my word, so get ready, you're about to fart!"
"Damn your fart!" Hu Guangxin cursed, striding towards Zhao Guo'an.
The little girl was startled and shouted, "Old Zhao, your dicine isn't going to take a half-hour to work, is it?"
She had initially wanted to complint Zhao Guo'an's precision, but seeing Hu Guangxin unaffected, her confidence wavered.
Zhao Guo'an shook his head with a smile, "No, no, thirty seconds at most, we can start the countdown now.
Three... two... one!"
Hu Guangxin continued striding forward, less than ten ters from Zhao Guo'an.
"Crap!"
Zhao Guo'an suddenly felt weak in the knees, wondering why Hu Guangxin still hadn't farted.
If Xiao Feng were in his place, he certainly wouldn't be showing off under such uncertain circumstances.
A simple truth, creating the substance doesn't guarantee its effectiveness.
Even if it works, there's no guarantee farting can break Hu Guangxin's Qi Gong.
Such a risky move that could cost a life was sothing only Zhao Guo'an would dare attempt.
The next mont, Hu Guangxin sprang forward, grabbing Zhao Guo'an by the collar and lifting him above his head.
"Congratulations, you've succeeded in angering . As a reward, I'll personally smash your head." Hu Guangxin laughed viciously, raising his right fist, ready to strike Zhao Guo'an's head at any mont.
"Old Zhao!" the little girl panicked.
Lu Yao wanted to rush in to save him, but Lin Zhiyan held her back, knowing that dashing forward now might prompt Hu Guangxin to kill.
Thus, they had to stay calm.
"We'll go with you!" Lin Zhiyan shouted.
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