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Zhong Kui's Diary
Looking at the momentum of this bearded man, his Kung Fu is actually above that of the Bald Man. If he gets hit by that knee, the boss would either die or be crippled.
The boss seems completely oblivious and walks towards the kitchen. Both Fatty and I instinctively shout, "Heart!"
Before we finish speaking, the boss's wife coldly snorts and casually steps forward.
At first glance, this step seems very ordinary, but in reality, it is incredibly profound. The boss's wife was about three meters away from the bearded man, yet with this step, she directly crossed that distance and appeared ghost-like in front of him.
Then, the boss's wife casually waved her hand as if swatting a fly, and with a loud slap, she struck the bearded man on the face. He was sent flying five meters away, crashing to the ground and lying motionless, seemingly unconscious.
"Rulai Divine Palm?!" The man in white exclaimed, "So you are Dragon Girl! And he is Yang Guo!"
Fatty, Noodles, and I exchanged glances. Is this man in white referring to the characters from "The Return of the Condor Heroes"? This boss has a face full of flesh; when I first saw him, I thought he was a pig butcher. Where is the slightest trace of Yang Guo's handsome demeanor? And as for Dragon Girl, how can this hippo-like woman be called Dragon Girl? More like Dragon Horse.
Upon hearing the White-Clad Youth's words, the boss immediately turned back to stand beside his wife. They both looked coldly at the young man, and the boss's wife spoke up, "Since you know our names, it seems your family has some background. State your name so we can see if we have any old acquaintances."
The young man took a deep breath and proudly declared, "My surname is Wen, my name is Wen Zhan. My father is Wen Zhongda. This lady beside me is my fiancée, Wen Qianqian. My future father-in-law is Wen Yunlong. I wonder if you've heard of them?"
"So you are descendants of Wen Zhongda and Wen Yunlong. Hmph, consider yourselves lucky; today's matter ends here. Guo'er, go inside and cook!" The boss's wife coldly snorted and turned to leave.
"Okay, Aunt!" The boss followed closely behind her.
"Young Master, what should we do?" asked the Freckled Woman anxiously.
Wen Zhan looked at his three subordinates on the ground—the bearded man was knocked out by Dragon Girl; Bald Man was clutching his knee in agony after Yang Guo smashed it; and Scarred Man had his hand crushed by Yang Guo and was now sweating profusely from pain. After pondering for a moment, he said, "A-Zheng, you take them back to town to find a doctor. Qianqian and I will stay here."
"How can that be?" The Square-Faced Man hurriedly protested.
"Don't worry about it; you know our skills with Qianqian. It's settled." Wen Zhan said decisively. Then he and A-Zheng helped the three men into one of the SUVs. Once Freckled Woman got in as well, the SUV roared to life and sped away.
Wen Zhan walked back and glanced at me and Fatty, smiling, "Can I squeeze in with you two?"
Before I could respond, Fatty pouted, "Our table's bowls and chopsticks haven't been sanitized with boiling water twice, and we don't require the chef to wash his hands. Are you sure you want to sit with us?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Qianqian's expression immediately soured. Just as she was about to speak, Wen Zhan lightly coughed, and she lowered her head in silence.
"I apologize for my subordinate's lack of manners earlier. Not only did they offend the Divine Eagle Couple, but they also made a fool of themselves in front of you all. Of course, I do not shirk responsibility; I must bear the mistakes made by my subordinates. If I have offended any of you, I sincerely apologize!" After saying this, Wen Zhan cupped his fists in salute to us.
"Don't blame it on me; it's this big brother here who should take the blame!" I pointed at Du Neng.
Wen Zhan's demeanor shifted from arrogant to humble, which made me a bit wary. He really had no need to curry favor with us. From the earlier interactions between the two of them, it was clear they were surprised to see the Divine Eagle Couple but did not seem afraid, especially Wen Qianqian, who had attempted to challenge Yang Guo multiple times. This indicated that their Kung Fu might be on par with that of the Divine Eagle Couple, who were already top-tier martial artists, comparable to Lou Wei and perhaps even stronger than me.
For a moment, I was puzzled about how so many skilled martial artists had suddenly appeared in this remote area.
"Uh, it's fine, it's fine. You all can sit down; after all, the five of us can't fit at such a large round table," Du Neng came over and smiled as he invited Wen Zhan to take a seat.
After some small talk, we learned that Wen Zhan and his companion had come due to rumors of hidden treasures and ghosts associated with gold. Such temptations are simply irresistible for young individuals with exceptional skills.
I continued to gather herbs on my own while Du Neng and the others went off to procure artifacts. Clearly, Wen Zhan did not trust our methods but did not confront us about it; he only agreed that we would go together to Cauliflower Village before we casually chatted over drinks and food.
After dinner, it was already pitch black outside. Du Neng called for Yang Guo to settle the bill and asked if there was anywhere to stay for the night.
Yang Guo returned to his simple-minded demeanor and nodded at me and Fatty: "Considering these two brothers alerted us earlier, you can lay down in the hall. There’s straw behind the door; pull some out to make a bed on the floor. It won’t be uncomfortable for you. As for blankets, I'm afraid that's not possible."
"I'll sleep in the car with Qianqian," Wen Zhan said as he pulled Wen Qianqian toward the door. He paused for a moment before turning back with a smile: "If you don’t mind, there’s still room for a few more people in my car. How about everyone squeezes in together?"
I quickly replied, "Thank you for your kindness, but I won't trouble you any further." Turning to Du Neng, I suggested, "Why don't you three squeeze into their car? After all, there’s air conditioning inside."
Du Neng chuckled and didn’t decline the offer; he called Li Xiaoxiao over to the SUV. Fang Feng smiled and said, "As a young person, sleeping on the floor is no problem. This way, it won't be so cramped for you all in the car."
After the four of them got into the car, Yang Guo tidied up the table and cleaned the floor, clearing a space in the middle of the hall. He brought in a large pile of straw and laid it on the ground, then closed the door and bolted it, going to his room to rest.
Perhaps due to the exhausting journey, I quickly fell into a deep sleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but a piercing scream suddenly woke me up. I sat up abruptly, looking around and noticing Fang Feng curled up in the pile of straw, while Fatty was nowhere to be found. The hall door was wide open, and a cold wind was blowing in from outside.
"Fatty?" I jumped up, feeling anxious. Could that scream have come from Fatty?
No one answered me. Instead, Fang Feng rubbed his eyes and sat up, mumbling to ask what was going on.
Ignoring him, I called out Fatty's name and rushed outside.
As soon as I stepped out, I saw Fatty standing next to the back door of the SUV. In the dim light of the corridor, he was oddly crouched over, peering through the glass. When he heard me call him, he turned around with a grin and made a shushing gesture, beckoning me over.
"What are you doing?" I approached the SUV and asked in a low voice.
"Look, that old man Du Neng is having a car affair with that middle-aged woman Li Xiaoxiao. Tsk tsk, really shameless at this age! They're even doing it in someone else's car while the owner is sleeping right in front!" Fatty pointed at the car window and chuckled softly.
I was instantly furious and didn't care if anyone inside could hear: "So what if you're just watching? Do you have to scream like that? I thought something happened to you!"
Fatty looked bewildered: "When did I scream?"
"Wasn't that piercing scream just now from you?" I retorted angrily. "Everyone else here is asleep; you're the only one watching this affair. Who else could it be?"
"How is that possible? I'm not crazy! Why would I scream while spying on someone? Ghost Brother, be honest with yourself—how could this happen to me?" Fatty looked at me displeased. "Besides, where did that scream come from? If there really was a piercing scream, wouldn't Du Neng and his companion have been startled by now?"
Could it be that I was dreaming just now? Fatty had no reason to lie to me; it was impossible for me to hear something he didn't. Moreover, as Fatty said, if there had really been a scream, Du Neng and Li Xiaoxiao would definitely have been disturbed; how could they still be so reckless?
Wait a minute; something felt off. I had just been outside with Fatty for quite a while and even shouted loudly—how could there be no reaction from inside the car? Even if Du Neng and Li Xiaoxiao were deeply engrossed in their activities, they should have heard us. Plus, Wen Zhan and Wen Qianqian were both Kung Fu masters; it was impossible for them not to wake up if something like this was happening in the back seat.
Thinking of this, I stepped forward and knocked on the car door repeatedly. After a while, there was no response from inside. Fatty leaned against the rear window and looked in, surprised, "Huh, strange. Even after all this knocking, they haven't stopped. How oblivious are these two?"
Damn, something must be wrong. I pounded on the door a few more times and kicked it several times, but there was still no reaction from inside. Fatty also jumped up and kicked the door, then leaned closer to the window to take a look. Du Neng was still doing that thing without any pause.
I pulled out a Big Iron Pickaxe from the Mustard Seed Pendant, raised it high, and with a loud bang, shattered the glass of the passenger door. After prying it a few more times, I managed to pull down the spiderweb-like shards of glass.
Wen Qianqian, who was sitting in the passenger seat, had her head tilted against the headrest and was completely motionless, seemingly unconscious.
"I'll do Artificial Respiration!" Fatty immediately volunteered.
I couldn't be bothered with him. I opened the door and directly pinched Wen Qianqian's philtrum. After a while, she woke up but still looked confused, completely unaware of what had happened.
I called Wen Qianqian to get out of the car, leaned over to open the door on Wen Zhan's side, and went around to wake him up by pinching his philtrum as well.
Once Wen Zhan regained consciousness and understood the situation, he gratefully patted my shoulder. Then he bent down to look at the back seat and turned on the interior light and unlocked the door. As he pulled open the door, the scene in the back seat came into view.
Du Neng and Li Xiaoxiao were lying naked across the back seat. Even though we had opened the door, they remained oblivious; Du Neng continued his movements without interruption.
Note: The original Big Iron Pickaxe was left in Death Valley and was never retrieved. This time I purchased several new ones with advanced technology—hard yet lightweight and extremely sharp.
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