Chapter Ten: Don’t Come Over, Don’t Get Close to Me!
After several gunshots echoed, most people fled to the outside of the airport or deeper into the terminal in chaos. A few who couldn’t escape found cover to hide. As the crowd dispersed, the huge terminal fell silent and empty, with only the faint sound of an electric wheelchair moving.
The electric wheelchair wasn’t moving fast; even at full speed, it was similar to a brisk walk of an adult male.
This made Huasang, who was relying on the wheelchair and slowly moving forward, appear to crawl along like a turtle, somewhat comical.
However, the two thugs who suddenly appeared couldn’t laugh at all. They stared at Huasang, who exuded an intense sense of pressure, beads of cold sweat forming on their foreheads.
Several men hiding in the shadows saw the confrontation between Huasang and the two thugs, driven by a surge of adrenaline, initially wanted to rush to fight the thugs.
As men, how could they stand by and watch a girl d*e at the hands of criminals?
Furthermore, she was a disabled girl.
Her situation was already tragic enough.
However, upon seeing the thugs aiming their guns at them and the piercing gaze directed at Huasang, they abandoned the thought of helping her.
Well, mainly because the thugs had their guns pointed at them.
Huasang remained fixated on the two thugs, her eyes shining with a faint golden light as her dark pupils narrowed into slits, deep and cold.
It felt as though she had been targeted by some cold-blooded creature, chills running down their spines.
She might be much stronger than we imagine; the two thugs seemed to have shot at her just now, yet she wasn’t injured…
Perhaps she really could subdue the thugs? The crowd began to entertain such thoughts as they calmed down slightly.
After the adrenaline wore off, most people still valued their lives more, preferring to passively wait for others to come to the rescue.
“Swish—!”
The shocking heat and flames produced by the alchemical bullets triggered the fire alarm system, and suddenly, the alarm blared, and sprinkler heads began pouring water, instantly creating a curtain of water in the terminal.
In the midst of the water curtain, Huasang moved forward slowly, spirit energy fluctuations bursting forth from her petite body, not filled with the chaos and coldness typical of ordinary urban legends, but calm and solemn, accompanied by the increasingly dense moisture in the air, giving an oppressive feeling as if a storm was approaching.
In a daze, a massive shadow seemed to rise behind her, featuring dark scales and sharp fangs, swirling closer.
Caught in the vortex of intertwined spirit energy fluctuations, the two thugs turned pale, completely panicking as they quickly backed away while raising their guns, aiming at Huasang’s chest.
Seeing the two thugs shooting at Huasang again, Luxianbei felt a tightening in her heart.
They must be stopped!
Although Huasang had just taken an alchemical b*llet directly, it didn’t mean she could always do so.
If there were any missteps, the b*llet could penetrate her body and even explode inside her!
Luxianbei had seen members of the Special Action Team use alchemical bullets several times, and after repeated observations, he confirmed that the alchemical bullets used by the thugs were more than twice as powerful as those issued by the Siye Society.
But where did they get such powerful alchemical bullets? It was too strange!
Fortunately, Huasang’s reckless behavior had greatly attracted the attention of the thugs, granting innocent civilians ample time to successfully escape or hide, preventing the thugs from taking hostages.
Otherwise, things would have been much more complicated.
As Luxianbei thought about this, dispersing the fireball in his hand and preparing to jump over the counter to stop the thugs from shooting at Huasang again, he suddenly felt a wave of heat in his eyes.
The burning sensation stimulated his nerves, causing a wave of dizziness as his body lost balance and he fell against the edge of the counter, plunging into temporary darkness.
The darkness lasted about two seconds, and when his eyes re-opened to the light, he was momentarily stunned by the bizarre scene before him.
In the mist of water, he saw two terrified faces and the vast, empty terminal stretching out into the distance.
Those two faces… were they the two thugs!?
How could this be?
That scene only flashed before Luxianbei’s eyes but left him deeply shaken.
He was positioned at a diagonal behind the two thugs and could only see their profiles—just as he saw now; it was impossible for him to see their faces directly, let alone the full view of the terminal hall.
“Bang—bang—bang—!”
Just as Luxianbei was lost in thought, gunfire erupted again.
In the next moment, his body felt as if it had been hit hard, flying backward and crashing into the machinery behind him, half of him sinking into it.
“Boom—!”
Hearing the sound of the machinery behind the check-in counter being struck violently, the two thugs instinctively raised their guns to look at the boy whose chest was torn open, half his body embedded in the machinery. They were momentarily stunned.
Who did this to him?
Then, one thug’s peripheral vision caught sight of Huasang nearing them, less than three meters away, and his expression changed in an instant as he exclaimed, “Quick, run! That girl is on our tail!”
With that, the two thugs immediately turned and ran, putting distance between them and Huasang.
They understood that their spirit energy level wasn’t strong, and their personal attack power was significantly weaker than alchemical bullets; pulling away was their only chance to survive.
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On the other side, as the burning pain surged in Luxianbei’s chest, he realized he had been attacked.
What the hell? What’s going on? Weren’t they shooting at Huasang? Why am I, an innocent bystander, getting hurt?
What kind of b*llet is this? Does it curve? Gunfu?
d*mn! Can you aim any worse? So unprofessional, and you’re out here trying to be terrorists, how dare you!?
Luxianbei grumbled angrily, struggling to sit up from the collapsed machinery, glancing towards Huasang and the two thugs.
In the empty terminal hall, after the two thugs created some distance from Huasang, they switched magazines, raised their guns again, and squeezed the triggers with fierce expressions.
Seeing this, Luxianbei’s pupils constricted instinctively as he covered his chest with both hands.
The sharp pain hit him again; his body convulsed twice, and he fell back into the wrecked machinery.
d*mn it! If they can’t hit her, they target me instead, huh? Luxianbei thought angrily, gritting his teeth against the pain, staring at the ceiling while letting the “cold, icy rain” slap against his face.
He felt targeted.
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The scorching bullets cut bright lines through the air, hitting Huasang’s body and sparking a chain of collisions, bouncing off onto steel frames, the ground, and glass curtain walls, igniting groups of incredible flames.
“What kind of monster is she? A-Class Spiritual Ability User?” one thug nervously asked his partner.
Ordinary spiritual ability users couldn’t take those alchemical bullets with their bodies; to counter the fully armed Special Action Team of the Siye Society, those alchemical bullets were powerful enough to penetrate the bodies of C-Class urban legends, causing harm to many B-Class legends as well.
For spiritual ability users with weaker defenses, even some A-Class users probably wouldn’t dare to take bullets with their bodies.
Yet, the girl who was advancing toward them not only took the bullets with her flesh but did so effortlessly, leaving not a single mark on her, not even furrowing her brows.
If this continues, not only would their mission fail, but the alchemical bullets issued to them, sufficient to deal with two teams of Special Action Teams, would likely be wasted on Huasang alone.
“Shut up! She’s just a disabled turtle!” the other thug shouted, wiping the droplets off his face, his tone fierce but lacking confidence. “She can’t catch up to us!”
In fact, before taking action, they had already surveyed the entire terminal, trying to eliminate all potential threats.
During their observations, they noticed Huasang but back then, she appeared as a high-level paraplegic patient, giving off no spirit energy fluctuations, meaning no threat at all.
Now, while she exhibited spirit energy fluctuations far surpassing those of ordinary users, she was still seated in the wheelchair, proving that she was indeed mobility-impaired.
That’s right, it must be so; if she had this kind of ability and could move freely, she would have rushed up to subdue us long ago. The reason she hadn’t acted yet must be that she couldn’t!
Since she’s unable to move, there’s nothing to fear!
The thugs reassured themselves, glancing at the electric wheelchair beneath Huasang, a glint of malice flashing in their eyes. One turned to his partner and whispered, “Aim for her wheelchair and blow her toy up!”
“Bang—bang—!”
With two gunshots, two alchemical bullets shot out from the dark g*n barrels, cutting lines through the air, hitting the wheelchair’s battery directly.
The alchemical bullets penetrated the outer shell of the battery, embedding into the cell, and in the moment of igniting the battery, the spell formula solidified within the b*llet erupted, triggering a violent explosion.
“Boom!”
With a loud crash, a dazzling blaze erupted, instantly engulfing Huasang’s figure, shock waves carrying flames sweeping in all directions, flames flickering as if to devour all life.
The scalding hot water vaporized, becoming clouds of white mist, while shattered glass curtain walls rained down like a severe storm, sharp fragments cascading, and twisted steel frames emitted muffled sounds akin to whale calls.
Witnessing this scene, gasps of surprise tinged with crying erupted from the corner.
Those who had hoped for Huasang to subdue the thugs were all paralyzed with fear under the ear-splitting explosion and the onslaught of astonishing heat, crouching on the ground, covering their heads.
“Holy sh—!?”
Suddenly, someone exclaimed in shock, breaking the silence.
The onlookers hiding in the dark gazed towards the empty terminal hall, where a figure tore through flames and mist, propelled by the shockwave from the explosion, soaring into the air like a heavy sandbag thrown forcefully!
And thus, chaos erupted in the terminal.
“It’s over, it’s over! That girl got blown away! Can she still be alive?”
“The two thugs have guns! We’re doomed…”
“Be optimistic; it’s been a while. The police should be arriving soon!”
“…”
Behind the check-in counter, Luxianbei, who had experienced three “shootings,” had pain all over his body, as though all his organs were bleeding and his bones were about to fall apart.
After enduring the pain for a while, he struggled to crawl from the twisted machinery and saw an astonishing scene.
Huasang’s form arced through the air, swinging down suddenly, shooting toward one thug with incredible speed, crashing into his forehead like a cannonball.
“Bang!” a clear sound rang out, somewhat mixed with the sound of bone fragments.
At the point where their foreheads collided, light erupted, sending ripples of pale blue waves through the air.
In the next moment, that thug’s forehead caved in, bl**d streaming from his eyes, his body going limp and collapsing to the ground.
Seeing this, Luxianbei’s eyelids twitched, a thought flashing through his mind—Hua Ni Gui just used a rocket headbutt on the thug, and the effect was amazing!
This girl really has a tough head, in a physical sense.
The thug, startled by his partner’s defeat, snapped back to reality and raised his g*n.
In the next instant, his pupils constricted violently.
Huasang, using the force from her collision with the other thug, briefly hovered in mid-air before suddenly accelerating.
So fast it was unbelievable, fast enough that the n*ked eye couldn’t follow her movements.
Gunshots, heart-rending screams, and the dull sounds of the marble floor breaking all erupted simultaneously, followed by a wail from an unknown spell formula.
The thug fell to the ground, his g*n-holding arm twisted grotesquely, Huasang’s knee pressed against his throat, crushing his vertebrae and forcing half of his head into the ground.
The hastily cast water spell lacked power, soaring two or three meters into the sky before dissipating into splashes of water, drenching Huasang’s clothes.
Under the extraordinary life force of a spirit ability user, the thug did not d*e on the spot but could only issue breathless cries of pain.
All of this transpired in less than a second, and within the entire terminal, only Luxianbei clearly saw what happened.
The moment Huasang began to descend, her right leg shot out suddenly, like a vicious snake, coiling around the thug’s g*n arm in an instant, twisting hard with the momentum of her fall.
As his arm twisted grotesquely, the hulking thug—who stood over six feet tall—instantly lost his balance, falling toward Huasang. In that split second, Huasang’s right leg shot up, accompanied by the manifestation of a giant snake’s shadow, smashing her knee into his throat, taking him down and crushing his neck.
“Awesome, awesome! We’re really cool, we took them down just like that!”
Seeing Huasang subdue the two thugs, Luxianbei, who had been taking damage on the sidelines, clapped and dashed over.
However, just as he was two or three steps away from Huasang, she suddenly lifted her head, glaring at him fiercely, lips trembling violently as she released a low growl.
“Don’t come over, don’t get close to me!”
