Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 105: The Hunter Craves Blood (Part 5)
It could be seen that Wen Li's physical arts had improved after leveling up.
Under that kick just now, he could even feel her subconscious dodging movement, forcing Fu Qian to add a bit more strength.
Ultimately, Wen Li didn't escape her fate, flying out several meters with a familiar motion and crashing heavily onto the ground.
In an instant, countless screams arose.
And after landing this kick, amidst the terrified gazes of the crowd, Fu Qian also didn't hesitate to take a step back diagonally.
Crackle!
A sound like crushing walnuts echoed from the front.
Blossoms of red and white bloomed, a mist of blood exploding into a patch, continuous and unbroken.
Yuan Shan's guess was really accurate! Something indeed happened here.
Fu Qian sighed in his heart.
At this time, the room was already in chaos.
Although Beyonders formed the majority at the banquet, due to the large number of people, the proportion of ordinary celebrities wasn't small either.
Facing this scene that could be called a terrorist attack, screams echoed instantly, and the crowd scattered and fled.
Amidst the chaos, Fu Qian stood still, looked towards the direction the sound had come from, and quickly locked his eyes on a middle-aged man.
Balding, slightly plump build, completely an ordinary person judging by his aura; at this moment, he was hurrying outward with the crowd.
However, while his expression looked panicked, his footsteps were unhurried. This guy didn't seem truly afraid.
As for his aura being that of an ordinary person, given that he himself was wearing something on his face that could conceal his aura, this point completely failed to clear suspicion.
Fu Qian was just thinking about how to follow him when he found someone blocking his way.
This was a young man around thirty years old, handsome and bearing an extraordinary demeanor in his attire, though his expression was currently uncertain and alarmed.
If he remembered correctly, this guy had rushed over right after he kicked Wen Li.
He was probably originally coming to demand an explanation, and then got frightened by the sudden situation.
Should I just use the chaos to knock out this nuisance?
As Fu Qian was pondering, a clear snort suddenly sounded.
The next moment, the surroundings were instantly enveloped by a strange force field.
His whole body felt like it was stuck in thick syrup; any random movement faced tremendous resistance and was unusually slow.
Fu Qian looked up and found that everyone had the same reaction. The actions of the running crowd looked like they were swimming in water.
Including that suspicious middle-aged man.
It could be seen that he was trying his best to break free from the restriction. However, before he could regain his mobility, a figure in the crowd leaped high up, accompanied by a fierce wind, piercing straight towards his back.
Isn't this the master of Houhai Manor?
From those luxurious clothes, Fu Qian recognized that this was the very person who had just been surrounded by the crowd; the name on the invitation seemed to be Chen Xing.
His speed was indeed very fast, but these movements were a bit strange.
Fu Qian noticed that Elder Chen Xing's movements presented a rather unnatural state.
It seemed that he wasn't relying on muscle power at all, but rather some invisible force was pulling his limbs to make the movements.
Facing his surprise attack, the slow-moving middle-aged man couldn't avoid it and was hit hard on the back, blood flying.
However, the latter seemed to have used this strike to break free from the restriction. His entire body instantly turned into thin mist, quickly dissipating and then converging again a few meters ahead.
At the same time, his appearance also changed. His body became thinner, his hair completely disappeared, and he finally turned into a bald, beardless middle-aged man with a gloomy face.
Another sharp shriek echoed in the air, this time even more ear-piercing than before.
Elder Chen Xing's body paused, unable to follow up with the next strike in time, and the bald middle-aged man crashed directly out of the window.
Looking at the direction the middle-aged man escaped, Chen Xing waved his hand with a heavy expression, and that syrupy resistance quickly dissipated.
At this time, figures popped out from various locations in the banquet hall, following and chasing after him.
They should all be Night Watchers; Fu Qian recognized the poker face he had seen at the Night Watcher Base among them.
Looking at the number of people, Fu Qian gave up the idea of chasing after him.
Better to Observe Quietly first; anyway, he had memorized his appearance and aura.
If this guy was so weak that he couldn't even escape this kind of pursuit, the worst that could happen was the mission failing and restarting; then he would find him ahead of time and just kill him.
Of course, even if he wanted to chase, there was still an obstacle in front of him.
Fu Qian looked at the young man in front of him, whose gaze was constantly shifting between him and the bloody mess on the ground.
After Chen Xing stopped his pursuit, he quickly directed his subordinates to maintain order and count the casualties. By this time, the crowd had quieted down.
In the banquet hall, several headless corpses were lying on the ground, brains and blood forming a shocking straight line.
The only disconnected segment in the middle was right here where Fu Qian was.
Insta-killing so many people with one strike, and all headshots, it's a bit brutal. It should be a Mental Type ability?
At this moment, Wen Li, who had improved a lot, had climbed up from the ground. Looking at the tragic state on the ground, her face was somewhat pale.
Just now when the crowd scattered and fled, she was almost trampled underfoot.
Looking up blankly at Fu Qian, Wen Li walked up and softly thanked him.
At this time, the people around also realized that Fu Qian's kick just now was to save her.
"Who are you?"
The young man blocking his way also came back to his senses, looked at Fu Qian, and asked in a deep voice.
"Zha Yingjun."
Fu Qian recalled for a moment before remembering his current name.
Zha Yingjun.
The young man frowned, clearly having no concept of it.
"Your reaction just now, do you know something?"
It could be seen that the young man was somewhat suspicious. After all, Fu Qian's realm didn't look high, yet he could actually foresee danger; this was obviously somewhat abnormal.
"My leg cramped."
Fu Qian couldn't be bothered with him and just spouted nonsense randomly.
"You better explain yourself a bit more clearly."
The young man's expression twisted, his tone becoming increasingly unfriendly.
"Mingfei, you are being too rude like this."
Seeing the young man refusing to let it go, someone beside him parted the crowd and stepped forward.
This person looked slightly older and had a very similar facial structure to the young man; he was presumably an older brother or something.
"With such an accident happening at our banquet, suspecting a guest who saved himself first, if word gets out, the Chen Family's face will be completely lost."
Chen Mingfei's older brother's tone was quite severe.
"Mr. Zha even helped us save Miss Wen. No matter what, we should express our gratitude."
Turning his head, this person apologized to Wen Li who was beside him.
"Miss Wen, I'm very sorry you had to encounter such a thing. We will give you an explanation as soon as possible."
Wen Li is clearly very popular.
Whether it was this Chen Mingfei who rushed over in the first place, or his older brother who came later, they were obviously paying a lot of attention to Wen Li.
But thinking about it, it made sense. A Mental Type Tier 6 superhuman, and so young at that; even in Shangjing, the number wouldn't be large.
The reason she looked like a marginalized figure just now was probably because she was a newcomer. Although many people paid attention, they were all still in the observation stage and hadn't shown it.
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."
Wen Li shook her head, her eyes blurred and thoughtful.
At this time, the doors opened, and Poker Face who had chased out walked back in. The guests who saw this scene cast expectant glances his way.
Unfortunately, the latter shook his head slightly towards Chen Xing.
Returned without any success? It seems that guy actually has some skills.
For him, it was good news.
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