Breaking Through the Haunted Mansion, Returning Through Endless Trials to Save Love
The salty, pungent air, tinged with the scent of blood, rushed into Bo Yu's nostrils as he crouched low, hidden in the shadow of the rocky reef.
Three kilometers away, on the cliff, the white villa stood like a dormant giant, its twenty-seven scarlet laser beams crisscrossing the mist into a deadly grid.
He lowered his gaze to his tactical watch—the countdown read 23 minutes and 17 seconds. The edges of the watch were stained with dried blood—proof of the wound he sustained when crashing into the reef as he plunged into the deep sea.
"Blue roses…" he muttered, chewing on Tang Yao's delirious whispers from before she lost consciousness, his canine teeth involuntarily puncturing his lower lip.
As the moonlight pierced the clouds, his wolf tail swept the damp beach, and in the instant the mechanical dog patrol turned away, he shot toward the cliff like an arrow.
The electromagnetic barrier crackled under his claws, sending arcs of ghostly blue electricity flying. The combined sound of alarms and crashing waves filled the air with a deafening roar.
Bo Yu's pupils shrank into narrow slits, his retina reflecting the red eyes of sixteen mechanical dogs.
He arched his back, his spine cracking like popping beans, and the moonlight cast a silver-gray totem across his shoulder blades.
"Incorrect password," one of the mechanical dogs snarled, its metallic teeth opening just as Bo Yu's wolf claws tore open its abdomen.
The sweet metallic scent of lubricant splattered across his face, and he heard the crisp sound of applause from the second-floor balcony.
Xu Boss leaned against a carved railing, holding a cigar between his fingers as the wind flickered his flame: "Young men always mistake recklessness for courage." He flicked the ash off, and twelve dark gun barrels suddenly emerged from the garden tiles. "Do you think Tang Yao will regret not choosing a smarter ally when she sees you turned into a sieve?"
Bo Yu sidestepped the crossfire, his claws sparking as they scraped across the marble pillar.
The pain of bullets grazing his ear caused a growl to rise from his throat. Suddenly, the moonlight flared up, and the wolf hairs along his neck shot straight up as his muscles swelled, tearing through his diving suit.
When the seventh rotating turret turned toward him, he leaped onto the third floor from the baroque-style columns, the tempered glass shattering into sparkling shards under his wolf tail's swipe.
"There are 17 minutes left," Xu Boss's voice came from hidden speakers, accompanied by an electronic, mocking laugh.
Bo Yu slammed into the monitoring room, and all the screens on the wall lit up at once. In every image, Tang Yao was bound in blue roses, her figure stark against the vivid floral backdrop.
His pupils constricted sharply, and his claws crushed the control panel into scrap metal.
The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly echoed down the hall, and sixteen black-clad bodyguards armed with modified pulse rifles burst through the door.
Bo Yu caught the scent of tranquilizer in the air—each of these guards had pupils a sickly gray-blue.
As he snapped the wrist of the third assailant, a searing pain shot through his left shoulder—the poisoned throwing dart was embedded in the wound he had sustained earlier from the reef.
"Werewolf serum truly lives up to its reputation," Xu Boss's holographic image appeared in the bloodstained puddle. "But you thought after three years of preparation, I wouldn't have accounted for the full moon's variables?" He snapped his fingers, and all the bodyguards simultaneously ripped open their tactical vests, revealing miniature bombs embedded in their chests. "Let's see, is it your claws that are faster, or the electronic signal for the detonation command?"
Bo Yu staggered and crashed through the stained glass, and the wound on his back emitted an eerie blue smoke.
His consciousness began to blur, his retina flashing with overlapping images of Tang Yao trapped that night.
As the countdown beep resonated with the crashing waves, Bo Yu could hear the ancient howl rising deep within his veins.
His fingers dug deeply into his palm, the poisoned throwing dart glowing an eerie blue under the moonlight.
A sudden flashback hit him—three days ago at the fishing dock, Zheng Yufu's rough hand had clapped on his shoulder: "Kid, this whale oil will temporarily relieve the werewolf poison." The old man's cracked nails tapped on the glass bottle, the amber liquid inside reflecting the swaying chandelier.
At that moment, the warm light spots shattered across his retina.
As the thirteenth bodyguard fell, Bo Yu suddenly caught the scent of salty sea wind mixed with a faint jasmine fragrance—the unmistakable scent of Tang Yao's hair.
He stumbled toward the Roman columns, letting three pulse rounds graze his ribs, and in the pain, he finally saw the faint blue mist leaking from the ceiling's ventilation pipes.
"Feng was right…" Bo Yu recalled the satellite map the hacker had sent early that morning, his bloodied canine teeth curling into a bitter smile.
He suddenly relaxed all his strength, allowing himself to fall like a marionette into the pile of shattered glass.
Artificial moonlight passed through the stained-glass dome, bathing his feigned twitching body in vibrant, toxic haze.
Xu Boss's crocodile-skin shoes crushed the shattered surveillance screen, his reflection hiding the greed churning in his eyes: "Do you know why I chose blue roses?" He crouched down, ash falling from his cigar onto Bo Yu's bleeding wolf ear. "Because their genetically modified petals can absorb werewolf serum—just like the eight thousand poisonous flowers blooming in your veins right now."
Dark red blood dripped from his claws and formed a strange hexagram on the ground.
Bo Yu suddenly leapt to his feet, moonlight casting seven silver rings along his spine.
As Xu Boss recoiled in shock, Bo Yu's wolf tail swung, wrapping around the pulse rifle on the ground. The modified barrel clicked into his suit pocket—the EMP device that Feng Hacker had implanted.
The entire villa plunged into silence.
When the backup power hummed to life, Bo Yu's claws were already pressed against Xu Boss's throat.
He deliberately made his breathing ragged but kept his wolf eyes fixed on Xu Boss's watch's second hand: "You should change arms dealers. This knockoff EMP…" Before he could finish, Bo Yu spun, flying into a roundhouse kick. Twelve miniature bombs falling from the chandelier were all kicked toward the glass doors.
The blast wave sent Xu Boss's meticulously styled hair flying as Bo Yu smelled Tang Yao's jasmine scent becoming clearer amidst the fiery downpour.
Grabbing Xu Boss by the tie, Bo Yu tossed him toward the support pillar. His wolf claws ripped through the suit's lining, and three syringes filled with blue-purple liquid shattered upon impact.
"Impossible!" Xu Boss roared through the sound of breaking glass. "These toxins were supposed to…" His pupils suddenly shrank as he saw Bo Yu pull the whale oil bottle given to him by Zheng Yufu from his tactical belt. At that moment, the bottle gleamed with the same glow as the blue roses.
Bo Yu crushed the bottle, letting the liquid seep into his claws, and his wounds began to steam with golden mist under the moonlight: "Old man said sperm whale oil can dive three thousand meters because it knows how to turn pressure into buoyancy." He tossed the wolf tooth pendant hanging from his neck toward the flower room. The alloy wolf tooth pierced through three layers of bulletproof glass, and moonlight poured onto Tang Yao's pale face.
When Bo Yu crashed into the flower room, Xu Boss's insane laughter echoed from all directions.
Six holographic projections lit up simultaneously, each one holding a remote control: "Guess which one is real?" Tang Yao's electronic shackles suddenly began their countdown, and the sound of mechanical movement filled the air under the blue roses.
Bo Yu's wolf ears twitched as he caught a 0.3-second delay in the southeast corner's sound system.
Moonlight formed a silver vortex in his palm, and the entire bulletproof glass shattered.
When Xu Boss's real body tumbled out of the secret door, the watch on his wrist flashing "self-destruct program activated" in frantic flickers.
"You thought…" Xu Boss tore open his shirt, the blue rose tattoo on his chest resonating with the living flowers.
Bo Yu's claws reached his throat in an instant, just as Tang Yao let out a painful whimper—the vines entwining her were injecting purple liquid into her veins.
Bo Yu's pupils turned crimson, ancient totems spreading from his shoulder blades to his cheek.
As he tore apart the self-destruct device core with his bare hands, the moonlight was suddenly hidden by dark clouds.
When Tang Yao fell into his arms, the blue roses simultaneously withered, turning to glowing powder and drifting toward the sea.
"They gave me three serums…" Tang Yao's icy fingers brushed over Bo Yu's fading wolf markings. "Xu Boss's iris scan resets every midnight…" Her voice shattered in the sea breeze, and a beam from the lighthouse swept across, illuminating the faint electronic red spot on the back of Bo Yu's neck.
The sound of the waves drowned out the final collapse of the monitoring room.
As Bo Yu carried Tang Yao toward the cliff, he failed to notice the fleeting blue light flash behind her ear—just like the last flicker of the withering roses, quietly sinking into the sand.