Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 16: Impossible to Defend Against
Three minutes left.
Compared to the outside, the interior decoration of the villa was even more magnificent.
Inside, there was also a large group of uniformly dressed men in suits—bodyguards who had already received the signal and were quickly swarming outward.
Fu Qian's appearance here undoubtedly made this group of people suspicious and uncertain.
Without a word, Fu Qian quickly weaved through the crowd, setting off countless alarms along the way.
He turned a deaf ear to the shouts of others. Some tried to stop him, but he dodged them nimbly.
The villa instantly devolved into chaos.
The ear-piercing alarms grew more intense, and Fu Qian clearly noticed a large number of bodyguards gathering at the door of a certain room.
One minute left.
It should be here.
Given how nervous the bodyguards were about this area, there was a high probability that the eldest Miss Wen was inside.
Fu Qian took large strides forward, casually grabbed a stone table, and threw it out.
Amidst the whistling wind, the table transformed into a flying disc. The terrifying momentum forced the bodyguards to retreat, forcibly smashing open a path ahead.
Fu Qian followed closely behind and kicked the door open without hesitation.
There were two women in the room.
One of them was in her early twenties, with a beautiful face and picturesque features, carrying the demeanor of a noble lady.
At this moment, she was sitting in front of the table, holding a bowl of soup, presumably about to drink it.
In all likelihood, this was Wen Li.
Fu Qian fired off an Air Bullet without hesitation.
Although he couldn't be sure how she died yet, one thing was certain: continuing what she was doing right now would kill her.
So, stop it.
After days of practice, Fu Qian's accuracy was no longer what it used to be.
The Air Bullet directly blew the bowl in the woman's hands to pieces. Amidst screams, the piping hot soup instantly drenched her like a drowned rat.
At this time, footsteps sounded from behind. A group of people rushed in, completely surrounding Fu Qian.
"Who are you? Who sent you?"
Leading the charge was a middle-aged man whose facial features somewhat resembled the soup-drinking woman.
Right now, his face was ashen, and he looked at Fu Qian as if he wanted to eat him alive.
Five minutes and one second, five minutes and two seconds, five minutes and three seconds...
Fu Qian completely ignored him, just silently counting.
Until five minutes and twelve seconds, the prompt for mission failure did not appear.
The soup-drinking woman was also standing there perfectly fine, shielded behind a group of bodyguards.
Excellent!
Fu Qian was very satisfied with this result and looked back at the middle-aged man.
"And who are you?"
"You don't know who I am?"
The middle-aged man laughed out of extreme anger, staring fixedly at Fu Qian.
"I am Wen Xiuxian. I will ask one last time: Who are you? Who sent you?"
Wen Xiuxian? Never heard of him.
But since the other party had already declared his name...
Fu Qian nodded and pointed at Team Leader Gu at the back of the crowd.
"Fu Qian, an elite member of Team Leader Gu's team. He sent me."
"Holy crap!"
Schwarzenegger Gu, who was already questioning his life choices, almost fell to the floor upon hearing Fu Qian's words.
"And then..."
Fu Qian changed the subject and pointed at the soup-drinking woman again.
"I just saved your daughter's life!"
"Huh?"
Wen Xiuxian, who was originally furious and about to order the capture of both of them, was slightly stunned by Fu Qian's words.
"What do you mean?"
"Is it that hard to understand? If you don't get it, you can ask the person behind your precious daughter."
Fu Qian pointed at the young woman dressed as a maid behind Wen Li.
He was now eighty percent sure there was something wrong with this woman.
"Me?"
Seeing everyone's gaze turn toward her, the young maid was momentarily flustered.
"I don't know what's going on. I didn't do anything!"
Seeing the other party desperately denying it, Fu Qian just watched without speaking.
Wen Xiuxian also seemed to realize that something was fishy. He looked thoughtfully at the broken bowl fragments on the floor.
He then gave a look, and two people quickly stepped forward and restrained the maid, while someone else collected the leftover soup from the broken bowl.
The results came out very quickly.
"It really is poisoned!"
Wen Xiuxian looked at the young maid, killing intent chilling his eyes.
"Fang Ting, why did you do this?"
"I... I really don't know..."
The maid named Fang Ting looked dazed, desperately shaking her head in denial.
"You cooked the soup for Wen Li, and you're saying you don't know?"
"Tell me, who sent you?"
"I really didn't..."
Watching the farce unfold before him, Fu Qian paid a little attention to the person involved, Wen Li.
This genius who had just narrowly escaped death was a bit pale, but her demeanor was quite calm. He wondered if she had already grown numb to this sort of thing.
Over there, Fang Ting kept repeating that she didn't know. Wen Xiuxian's patience had seemingly reached its limit.
After asking twice more, he directly ordered his subordinates to drag Fang Ting away, presumably to prepare for a severe interrogation.
Right at this moment, Fang Ting's cries of injustice suddenly stopped, and she stood frozen in place.
After a few seconds of silence, a scream erupted from her mouth, a sound of unspeakable madness.
The next moment, as if possessed by divine strength, she forcibly broke free from the two bodyguards, lunged at the still-dazed Wen Li, and opened her pale teeth to bite down.
Crack!
A sound like kraft paper tearing echoed out. Before the frenzied Fang Ting could even bite anyone, she was sent flying by a punch.
Faced with Fang Ting's sudden attack, Fu Qian did not step in to save her, but instead chose to watch and wait.
In his view, while a surprise attack of this level was unexpected, it wouldn't pose any substantial threat.
It was also a good opportunity to see if there were any usable forces around.
If the Wen Family couldn't even handle this, they shouldn't bother dreaming of being aristocrats.
Judging from the twisted state of her body after landing, she was definitely not going to survive.
Fu Qian looked up. The one who had intervened to save Wen Li was none other than the middle-aged man next to Young Master Ye.
It seemed this group had already finished a search around the perimeter and returned.
"She must have been under Hypnosis. It looks like the other side has an expert in this field."
The middle-aged man squatted down, examined Fang Ting's corpse, and nodded at Wen Xiuxian.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji."
Still reeling from the shock, Wen Xiuxian thanked the middle-aged man.
"Uncle Wen, you're too polite. It was just a small effort."
Young Master Ye finally found an opportunity to make his presence known. With a laugh, he stepped forward.
"With us here, Wen Li won't have any problems—"
Before he could finish his sentence, the wall on one side of the room suddenly shattered.
A massive white stone pillar tore through the sky with a howling wind, instantly engulfing Wen Li's figure.
[Wen Li died, Containment Failed]
Amidst the chaos, Fu Qian looked through the gap in the wall and saw a huge, bizarre-looking figure.
This monster was at least three meters tall, its entire body seemingly covered in a layer of rock. Its head was literally just a sphere with a few holes in it.
At this moment, it was standing in front of a broken stone pillar. Looking closely, it was actually the one he had kicked and broken earlier.
The broken stone pillar had been thrown by it like a javelin, crossing a distance of tens of meters to accurately complete an instant kill.
The sudden frenzy and attack from the maid just now hadn't expected to succeed; it was purely to give this guy a target location.
At this time, amidst Wen Xiuxian's earth-shattering roar, the bodyguards finally reacted and began to attack, but everything was blocked by the thick rock plates on the monster's body.
After forcibly breaking through the blockade, the monster dove headfirst into the lake on the side of the villa and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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