Chapter 244: Is Han Xue Dead?
Understanding Fang Xiaocao’s silent command, Hummingbird didn’t hesitate.
“Slap! Slap! Slap!”
The flat of her katana struck Han Xue’s face repeatedly.
Under the relentless blows, Han Xue’s delicate features quickly swelled into a grotesque, bloody mess.
Through slit-like eyes, Han Xue glared at Fang Xiaocao, spitting blood as she slurred, “Fang Xiaocao… if you have the guts… kill me!”
Fang Xiaocao rolled her eyes. “Keep going.”
The rush of vengeance was intoxicating.
It had been too long since she’d felt this satisfied.
“Yes!”
Hummingbird obeyed eagerly.
“Slap! Slap!”
The crisp sound of steel meeting flesh echoed.
Soon, Han Xue’s face was a mangled, bloody ruin—more akin to a horror movie specter than a human.
Seeing Han Xue sufficiently broken, Fang Xiaocao waved her hand.
Hummingbird stopped, though she seemed reluctant to end the fun.
“B-b*tch… Fang… Xiaocao… I’ll… kill you…”
Even now, kneeling in her own blood, Han Xue refused to yield.
Fang Xiaocao scoffed.
She hadn’t expected Han Xue’s hatred to run so deep—enough to override her usual cunning and cowardice.
“Sigh.”
Suddenly, it all felt… hollow.
“Kill her.”
“As you command.”
A flash of steel—
Thunk.
Hummingbird’s blade pierced Han Xue’s heart.
Blood gushed.
Han Xue’s swollen eyes widened briefly before dimming forever.
As her corpse thudded to the ground, Fang Xiaocao felt an odd emptiness.
So this is power.
The enemies who once haunted your nightmares become… trivial.
“Hummingbird, don’t let that blood touch you. This woman had diseases. Toss the blade later—Taotie will get you a new one.”
Hummingbird paled.
So THAT’S why Tom and Taotie stayed clear!
She shot the two men an accusatory glare.
“You knew and let me handle her?!”
Tom and Taotie coughed awkwardly.
Hummingbird gingerly sheathed the contaminated katana.
Fang Xiaocao tossed a handkerchief over Han Xue’s ruined face.
“Let’s go. The treasure awaits.”
Tom nodded, checking their position on his terminal.
“This route should avoid Nemesis and Ragnarok. They’ll be hunting us now.”
Fang Xiaocao agreed. “Lead the way.”
Tom assigned roles:
– Taotie: Point.
– Himself: Rear guard.
– Hummingbird: Bodyguard.
As they moved out, a Ragnarok squad arrived at the massacre site.
“Report: Nemesis team eliminated. Feng Yue confirmed dead.”
The response was immediate:
“Hunt the killers.”
Unaware, Fang Xiaocao’s group pressed on—only to face a new obstacle.
A two-meter-tall black bear.
“Holy—! A robe-stealer!” Fang Xiaocao blurted.
The emaciated bear rose on its hind legs, roaring hungrily.
Hummingbird drew her blade, tense.
Tom eyed the beast warily.
Only Taotie looked excited.
“Princess, let me handle this!”
Fang Xiaocao glanced between Taotie and the bear.
They were similarly sized…
But—
“Are you sure? Maybe all three of you should—”
“Nah. Crowding just gets in the way.”
The bear, impatient, began lumbering toward them—its movements eerily human-like.
Taotie hefted his machete, grinning.
This’ll be a story to tell.
