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Zhong Kui's Diary
They didn't even give us time to reload; those Severed Limbs pounced on us like a storm, knocking us to the ground in an instant. Some grabbed my arms while others wrapped around my legs, each with incredible strength and clear coordination. Before long, the four of us were subdued by these Severed Limbs, pinned to the ground and unable to move.
Since I was facing away from the Cellar entrance when I was pinned down, I couldn't see what was happening over there, but I could still hear the continuous surge of Severed Limbs pouring out of the Cellar. They fell to the ground like raindrops and then bounced up to stand in front of us. It wasn't until the Severed Limbs nearly filled the entire Training Room that the noise from the Cellar finally ceased. The sudden silence felt suffocating.
"Damn, we should have burned them," Fatty's voice broke the oppressive atmosphere. He was twisted into an S-shape by more than twenty limbs and could only complain loudly to vent his frustration.
"Damn it, what good are they now!" I cursed, my face pressed against the ground, which was covered in the mushy remains of crushed Severed Limbs. It was a disgusting feeling.
Just as Fatty was about to retort, a hollow and slow clapping sound came from the Cellar entrance.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Not bad, not bad, Zhong Zhengnan, Ding Shaocheng. I truly admire you both; even at this moment, you still have the energy to argue," someone spoke from the direction of the Cellar—it was Zhang Qixia's voice.
Then came a buzzing sound, as if some mechanism had been triggered. After a few seconds, there was a click, and two figures slowly walked toward me. Looking up at them from my position, I recognized them as Zhang Qixia, known as the Cloud Dream Fairy, and that person from Early Summer.
Zhang Qixia looked at me with disdain: "You escaped through that secret passage and should have left quickly. I didn't expect you to rush back in here to seek death. This is quite surprising; is life so unimportant to you? Even though we've found gold, mosquitoes are still meat; you are also worth something."
I remained silent, but Fatty suddenly shouted, "I surrender! I surrender! I'm willing to serve you loyally until death! Cloud Dream Fairy, take me in! Don't judge me by my size; I have strength in bed! Please support me; I'll keep you warm and I'm thick and long..."
Early Summer angrily kicked Fatty on the head: "If you keep talking nonsense like that, I'll kill you!"
Zhang Qixia seemed unfazed by this and frowned at me as if recalling something important: "How did you get in here? Is there another secret passage leading here? If that's the case, it would be quite strange that even I, Cloud Dream Fairy, couldn't find it."
I sneered: "There’s no other secret passage. We came directly down from the Cellar in the Hall."
"You're talking nonsense!" Zhang Qixia immediately exploded with rage: "The boss lady is still outside keeping watch; I've also left over ten Hell's Claws out there. How could you possibly come down from the front Cellar?"
Hell's Claw?
Uh, Zhang Qixia's should be those Severed Limbs. Those ghostly things can't be harmed by blades or bullets, they're fast and strong enough to truly deserve the title of Hell's Claw.
However, the original four Hell's Claw were much stronger. As for this batch of Hell's Claw, if it weren't for their overwhelming numbers, we wouldn't take them seriously at all.
Is there a distinction in Level for Hell's Claw? This batch is Bronze Saint, while the previous ones were Golden Saint Seiya?
I sneered, "Zhang Qixia, stop pretending. The boss lady outside and her three bodyguards have already been torn to pieces by your Hell's Claw. Don't you know that? It's just a pity that your Hell's Claw met the same fate."
"You’re talking nonsense!" Zhang Qixia immediately became furious and kicked me in the face.
With a thud, I was kicked back, feeling liquid trickle from the corner of my mouth. I licked it and found it salty; it seemed I was bleeding.
"Even if Hell's Claw isn't your opponent, do you mean to say there’s no one left to come back and report to me? Stop with the nonsense." Zhang Qixia took a deep breath and coldly said, "Hurry up, where's the other secret passage? If you don't tell me, I have ways to deal with you."
"Damn, don't you know what you've done yourself?" I spat out the blood from my mouth. Yet, I felt something was off; why was Zhang Qixia acting so theatrically? Was she doing it for Early Summer? But Early Summer stood silently beside her, almost like an assistant to Zhang Qixia.
Could it be that she really didn't know that everyone outside had been slaughtered? But that didn't make sense; wasn't there one right hand that escaped later? Why didn't it report back to Zhang Qixia? Could it be that the injured right hand succumbed to its wounds on the way? Although this speculation seemed exaggerated, it wasn't impossible.
Zhang Qixia furrowed her brow and was about to explode when Early Summer rushed forward: "Sister Xia, let me handle this rough work." With that, she came over and punched me in the face.
Damn, is this woman crazy? What does she mean by jumping out so eagerly when I haven't even done anything to her? In my anger, I immediately cursed loudly.
However, Early Summer seemed invigorated by the fight. She unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, even stepping back for a running start before leaping into the air and kneeing my back. Although her fighting skills weren't impressive enough to cause internal injuries, her high-flying stance was still quite intimidating.
Wen Zhan and others shouted angrily, with Fatty cursing loudly in an attempt to distract Early Summer. But this time, it seemed like Early Summer was determined to take me down; punches and kicks rained down on my head and body.
This couldn't go on; I needed a strategy. I stopped cursing at Early Summer and began to think of a plan.
Early Summer punched me hard, causing my head to tilt to the side. Then she grabbed my hair and pulled me towards her chest, raising her right fist as if she was about to deliver another heavy blow to my face. Instinctively, I closed my eyes, but suddenly I heard a very faint voice: "Keep cursing."
This voice seemed to come from Early Summer. I couldn't help but look at her in shock, only to be hit squarely in the eye by Early Summer's punch. Damn, this girl is so underhanded, playing dirty like this. I couldn't help but curse loudly: "You worthless piece of trash worth fifty bucks, just wasting food in this world..."
Early Summer was furious and actually pulled out a sharp dagger from her pocket. She stood up and took a few steps back, almost stepping on a severed hand and stumbling nearly to the ground. Turning to Zhang Qixia, she said, "Sister Xia, can you take these Hell's Claw back to the Cellar? They are in the way of my performance. Anyway, these people have already been subdued, so it shouldn't matter."
What is this woman planning? Is she really going to use that dagger? Is she trying to kill me?
Zhang Qixia laughed and said, "Don't kill him; he's worth at least ten million."
Early Summer nodded. "I know that! But since he dared to insult me, he deserves some pain."
Zhang Qixia pulled out something resembling a remote control from her pocket and pressed a few buttons. Immediately, the Severed Limbs jumped into the Cellar, and soon there were no other Severed Limbs left in the Training Room, except for dozens that were still holding us down.
Early Summer sneered and stepped back two more paces, waving the dagger as she charged at me. When she was still two meters away, she leaped into the air, bending her legs while using her knees to slam down onto my back, while her dagger aimed directly at my arm.
Damn, she's really trying to finish me off.
What did I ever do to her?
Early Summer's knee crashed down on my back with a loud thud. Strangely enough, despite the noise, it didn't cause me any harm. How can I describe it? It's like a slap; a loud crack sounds impressive but doesn't actually hurt much, while a dull thud could potentially cause serious injury or even a concussion.
What is Early Summer trying to achieve with this trick?
Before I could think further, Early Summer's dagger plunged towards my arm amidst the gasps of Fatty and others. Although it came with great force, her aim was slightly off; instead of hitting my arm, the dagger pinned the Hell's Claw that was gripping my arm straight into the ground.
"Early Summer, what are you doing?" Zhang Qixia exclaimed angrily.
"Sister Xia, I'm sorry; my hand slipped," Early Summer replied with a face full of fear, as if the consequences of angering Sister Xia would be severe.
Just as she pulled out the dagger, I heard that faint voice again: "First, go cover the Iron Plate."
I was even more astonished because I could see Early Summer's lips trembling slightly; it was indeed her speaking.
In my shock, Early Summer waved the dagger in her hand, cutting through the Hell's Claw that was on me, then stood up and rushed towards Fatty, using the dagger to slash at the Hell's Claw on him.
This sudden turn of events left Fatty and the others in utter disbelief, their mouths agape, unable to close.
The first to react was actually Zhang Qixia. She cursed angrily, pulled out a remote control, and pressed the switch.
"Zhong Zhengnan, what are you still dawdling for!" Early Summer shouted sharply. I suddenly came to my senses, picked up the gun from the ground, aimed it at Zhang Qixia, and pulled the trigger. With a click, I remembered that there were no bullets left in the gun. Cursing under my breath, I threw the gun at Zhang Qixia. Just as she dodged, I leaped forward and grabbed the iron ring on top of the large iron cover.
At that moment, seven Hell's Claw had already rushed out from the Cellar entrance. Under Zhang Qixia's control, they all lunged at me. With a series of thuds, my chest and back were hit several times as if struck by a hammer. The immense force made me spit out two mouthfuls of blood.
Enduring the pain, I exerted all my strength to lift the iron cover and throw it forward. With a loud crash, the iron cover landed askew over the Cellar entrance; however, it did not seal it completely. There was still a large gap the size of a basin beside it, allowing those Severed Limbs to surge upward through the opening.
Meanwhile, the Hell's Claw below the Cellar kept crashing against the Iron Plate. With each bang, the two-hundred-pound Iron Plate shook violently up and down, causing that gap to widen even further.
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