Chapter 200: He Paralyzed My Lower Body

Ventilation Duct.

Creak!

A screw rattled loose from inside.

Clink, clang, clatter!

Whoosh!

A figure darted out of the ventilation duct. With lightning speed, he chopped down two passing members with a swift hand strike, rendering them unconscious.

"Consider yourselves lucky. If I had more time, I would definitely experiment with the perfect art of killing on you."

Wu Jiu smiled cruelly, his snake-like tongue flicking across his lips.

His near-maniacal appearance sent chills down one's spine.

Wu Jiu frisked the two unconscious members, finding nothing useful. He then stealthily moved on, sniffing the air with his sensitive nose.

In his hand was a torn piece of fabric from Gao Xiong's clothing. It carried Gao Xiong's scent, a trail he followed.

"He Mu is indeed clever, even thinking of this method."

Wu Jiu realized Gao Xiong's confinement wasn't far. If things went smoothly, he'd find him quickly. Rescuing people was tedious; he preferred killing. The members of the Shadow Society had distinct personalities. Wu Jiu, for instance, was sinister and perverse.

He considered killing an art form.

As for why He Mu wasn't with him, even Wu Jiu didn't know what that guy was up to, entrusting him with such a troublesome task. It was ruthless, but whatever. He was quite happy to personally end the life of a fellow Shadow Society member.

That feeling would definitely be exhilarating.

Outside.

He Mu stood on the rooftop of the Special Department, observing the scene below.

One-Eyed Man had left.

The four City Guardian level experts had also departed.

With no overwhelming force remaining in the Special Department, Wu Jiu, with his abilities, could finish the job quickly, as long as he didn't mess things up.

He Mu stood guard, acting as the final barrier.

If they discovered something was amiss with the agitated spirits… they would return with utmost haste.

…

"Chicken, why are you being so naughty?"

Lin Fan held the rooster, finding its behavior strange today. It kept trying to run inside, ignoring his calls. Thankfully, it finally stopped.

Bang!

A sudden boom echoed from around the corner.

Lin Fan looked up, curious about the source of the loud noise.

Around the Corner.

Wu Jiu slammed a member's head against the wall with a swift, brutal motion, cracking the wall in a spiderweb pattern.

"Such weak members. The Special Department is truly disappointing. With this level of strength, given enough time, I could slaughter them all."

Confident people are confident everywhere.

Flicking blood from his hand, he rounded the corner. Gao Xiong was just a short distance away.

"Huh?"

Wu Jiu saw two figures ahead, and then a chicken.

"A spirit?"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect the Special Department to keep spirits. How laughable."

He had just eliminated one member and encountered two more. It seemed there were ample opportunities for action today. Regrettably, he lacked the time to showcase his artistic killing techniques.

This was his greatest regret.

After dealing with Gao Xiong, he'd find a leisurely spot to fully display his artistic killing methods, a necessary act of self-expression.

"Hello."

"Hello."

They waved at Wu Jiu, appearing friendly.

They had mistaken him for a colleague.

The spirit rooster sensed a sinister, chilling aura emanating from Wu Jiu, a terrifying presence best left undisturbed.

It seems my heroic spirit act has achieved great things. Not only have I created a perfect environment for my kind, but I've also led these foolish humans to encounter a murderous individual. This is going to be a bloodbath. I eagerly await this spectacle.

Fight! Fight fiercely! The more intense the fight, the happier I'll be.

My painstaking undercover work has finally borne fruit. This is recognition of my efforts, an affirmation of my worth.

"Heh, such lowly members. Do you think you can escape by greeting me?"

"I appreciate your attitude, but unfortunately, I'm on a mission to kill. I don't have time to waste here. Just lie down quietly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Jiu appeared before Lin Fan, leaping up and delivering a kick to his head.

Bang!

The force was astonishing.

The kick landed squarely on Lin Fan's head.

Crack!

A crisp bone-fracturing sound.

Wu Jiu's expression shifted. His ankle seemed to be fractured; the pain was unmistakable. Unyielding, he raised his other leg, locking both feet around Lin Fan's neck.

"You've thoroughly angered me. Time to separate your head from your body."

"Whirlwind Scissor Kick!"

This was a terrifying move, not a Buddhist technique, but an ancient art of the Whirlwind Sect. Utilizing the power of the waist to create a locking force, its destructive power was immense.

He exerted force from his waist, twisting his body.

Crack!

Another crisp sound.

Thud!

Wu Jiu's face turned deathly pale as he collapsed, his lower body numb. He had used too much force, snapping his own spine. A horrifying outcome.

"You… you injured me!"

He pointed at Lin Fan, his face filled with terror.

Who was this person?

How could he possess such strength?

Lin Fan took a step back, exchanging glances with Old Zhang, whispering.

"Is he sick?"

"Lin Fan, I'm a little scared. You didn't even move, and he ended up like this, claiming you hurt him."

They hadn't expected to encounter such a person in the department.

This place was dangerous.

They missed the青山 Mental Hospital. The people there were the most normal.

The spirit rooster stared at Wu Jiu, dumbfounded.

Its mind was filled with question marks.

Buddy, are you here to be a comedian? I had such high hopes for you, and you managed to paralyze yourself in two moves. Astonishing. Simply breathtaking.

Wu Jiu roared, "Who are you? How did you injure me?"

He was filled with unwillingness.

Lin Fan said, "I didn't hit you. I don't like hitting people. It's very unfriendly."

He truly hadn't moved.

How could he be falsely accused?

Hearing these words, Wu Jiu felt like coughing up blood. I'm in this state, and you say you didn't do anything? Do you think I'm blind?

…

One-Eyed Man, sensing something amiss, instructed the others to continue suppressing the spirits while he returned to the department. As he was about to enter, he looked up at the rooftop.

A figure stood there.

One-Eyed Man leaped onto the roof.

"Are you from the Shadow Society?"

"Are you responsible for these agitated spirits?"

He Mu remained silent, calmly observing One-Eyed Man. The power gap between them was significant; this was a risky move.

Why hasn't he come out yet? If he doesn't come out soon, he won't be leaving.

He hadn't expected such a swift reaction.

"Stalling for time? Let's see how capable you are." One-Eyed Man said angrily, striking out with a palm. As a powerful figure from the Buddhist High Temple, his strength was formidable.

He Mu didn't dare to meet the attack, retreating continuously.

With a flick of his wrist, several golden talismans floated out, instantly forming a Seven Star Formation, trapping One-Eyed Man within.

"Mao Shan techniques, interesting." One-Eyed Man commented.

Golden talismans were the highest grade. A single purple talisman was enough to trouble a Level Four, let alone the highest-grade golden talismans.

However, he was facing Yanhai City's second strongest. A few golden talismans weren't enough.

The Seven Star Formation shattered instantly.

He Mu's expression remained unchanged. He knew it couldn't hold One-Eyed Man, and he himself couldn't fight him directly. He could only evade, buying time.

"You're quite handsome, and young, yet you've strayed down the wrong path, joining the Shadow Society. I'll give you a chance. Become a member of the Special Department, work for the safety of the citizens, and I can help you restore your normal identity."

One-Eyed Man valued talent.

Yanhai City lacked talent.

He hoped to recruit more talented individuals to gradually strengthen Yanhai City.

Gradually, One-Eyed Man grew increasingly surprised. "Talented, truly talented. Not only Mao Shan techniques, but also Buddhist powers. Rarely do I see such talent. I like it. But trying to hold me back to buy time? You're still too green. Come with me."

He Mu knew if he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be leaving at all.

Don't blame me. You were too slow. I did my best.

"Golden Cicada Shell!"

One-Eyed Man grabbed He Mu's clothing, but it was empty. He Mu had vanished.

"Impressive, truly talented. What a pity, taking the wrong path. What good is the Shadow Society? It's not as good as the Yanhai City Special Department."

He left the rooftop and headed into the department.

…

"Old Zhang and I can guarantee we didn't even move, and he just fell to the ground," Lin Fan asserted.

Old Zhang nodded repeatedly. "That's right."

One-Eyed Man looked at Lin Fan and then at Wu Jiu lying on the ground. He could only say that Wu Jiu was unlucky, encountering these two mental patients.

But honestly, these two were easy to deal with. As long as you didn't show any aggression and were friendly, things wouldn't be as complicated.

But if you did something untoward to them…

Congratulations.

Tragedy was not far off.

"Are you from the Shadow Society?" One-Eyed Man asked.

Wu Jiu said, "I can't feel my lower body. Help me! He crippled me! I'm just an ordinary citizen. I want to report him for assaulting me!"

One-Eyed Man felt Wu Jiu's waist, clearly feeling the bones, understanding the extent of the injury.

"Lock him up. I'll interrogate him tonight."

He hadn't expected Shadow Society members to appear one after another.

It seemed he needed to be more vigilant.

The spirit unrest outside gradually subsided. After all, they were just ordinary spirits, not as terrifying as imagined.