Eldritch Horror Theatre - Ch. 117: The Hunter Desires Blood (17)
The scene was extremely awkward for a moment.
Everyone looked in the direction Henrik fled, all somewhat lost in thought.
Deng Feizhou, who was originally full of confidence, also had a grim expression.
"This guy is much harder to deal with than expected!"
With a light cough, he looked at Wen Li not far away.
"Wen Li, are you alright?"
"Uncle Deng, I'm fine. Thank you for stepping in to save us."
"I didn't really help much."
Deng Feizhou shook his head, his gaze shifting to Fu Qian.
"This friend of yours truly hides his strength well!"
"Mr. Fang is indeed a powerful Beyonder. He has already saved me several times."
Wen Li looked at Fu Qian, knowing he didn't like to expose information, and didn't say too much.
Of course, she didn't know much to begin with.
"You're not bad either, don't belittle yourself. Facing a Demigod-level monster and being able to do your best to find an opportunity to strike, that courage alone surpasses many people."
As soon as Deng Feizhou said this, Chen Mingfei beside him suddenly felt embarrassed.
As an outstanding talent of this generation in the Chen Family, he was already a bona fide Tier 6 superhuman, yet his performance just now was truly poor.
The critical part was that all of this had fallen into Wen Li's eyes...
Chen Mingfei felt a surge of irritation in his heart, even somewhat glad that the people he brought were almost completely dead.
As for Fu Qian, he didn't even dare to look up at this mysterious man right now, his heart filled with lingering fear.
This guy looked average in strength, who would have thought he was exaggerated to such an extent.
To even be able to tangle with the maddened Henrik for so long.
Fu Qian's composure when facing a Demigod, his ruthlessness when striking, scene by scene replayed in his mind.
Fortunately, they didn't really clash just now, otherwise...
Even though the entire Chen Family was behind him, there was no guarantee there wouldn't be some lunatics who disregarded the consequences.
Fu Qian was probably the calmest one among the group.
He hadn't used his full strength just now, otherwise, a Visceral Critical Strike in Mythic Form could possibly have brought Henrik down directly.
His task was to find the Blood of Thorns.
Since there was absolutely no sign of it on Henrik, it was better to Observe Quietly.
...
"Miss Wen!"
At this moment, shouts came from afar, and a group of people rushed over in a flurry.
The two leaders were impressively Chen Mingda and that Poker Face from the Night Watchers.
The group arrived and were startled by the mess all over the ground.
"We heard fighting over here and rushed over immediately."
Chen Mingda was quite composed; he looked around, and his gaze finally landed on Chen Mingfei's face.
"Mingfei, did you run into the target? Are you alright?"
"What else? Do you think we were killing each other here for fun?"
Chen Mingfei clearly didn't appreciate his brother's concern. Having felt stifled for a long time just now, he finally found an outlet to vent.
...
Chen Mingda frowned but didn't say anything, turning his head to look at Wen Li.
"Is Miss Wen alright?"
"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!"
Wen Li shook her head; her emotions had mostly recovered by now.
"Mr. Deng is also here, what exactly is going on? Were all these people killed by Henrik?"
Poker Face at the side said to Deng Feizhou; it seemed they already knew each other.
"Yes."
Deng Feizhou took a deep breath.
"The situation just now was extremely perilous. Henrik was heavily injured, but he also became increasingly frenzied. He now almost possesses Demigod-level strength."
"Demigod-level—"
Poker Face was taken aback.
"Yes, and I missed my chance due to a moment of carelessness."
Deng Feizhou shook his head.
"I originally thought I could keep him here, but unexpectedly, he still broke free."
"You are too modest; if it weren't for you, I'm afraid Mingfei wouldn't have been spared either."
Chen Mingda said from the side.
"I wouldn't dare claim the credit. Mingfei and the others surviving was mainly thanks to Mr. Fang engaging with Henrik."
Deng Feizhou pointed at Fu Qian.
Him?
At this, even Poker Face couldn't keep a straight face, looking Fu Qian up and down with an uncertain, suspicious gaze.
He naturally remembered this person; he was present when Yuan Shan interrogated Fu Qian.
But no matter what, Fu Qian still looked like a low-level Beyonder; he couldn't imagine at all that he could contend with Henrik.
"Yes, if it weren't for Mr. Fang, I'm afraid our entire force would have been wiped out just now."
It was actually like this.
Poker Face took a deep look at Fu Qian, turned and walked to the side, and came back a moment later.
"Mr. Fang, I've reported the situation here. Our person in charge would like to meet you, do you have the time?"
Yuan Shan wanted to see him?
It was quite understandable; the difference between his past and present performances was so huge, he could definitely be considered highly suspicious. If it were someone with a hot temper, they might just arrest him directly.
"No problem."
Fu Qian blinked.
"Then let's not delay."
Poker Face turned his head and beckoned two people over.
"I'll lead people to track Henrik's movements, you escort Mr. Fang to the Nightwatcher Base."
Just to lead the way, yet two people are needed!
Afraid that he might run?
Fu Qian shook his head inwardly.
"Can... can I go along?"
Just then, Wen Li beside them asked cautiously.
Go along?
Poker Face was clearly unfamiliar with Wen Li. Hearing her request felt a bit strange, but naturally assuming she was Fu Qian's companion, he immediately nodded.
"Of course."
This Fang Xun was mysterious and unpredictable; having someone who looked normal accompanying him might be for the better.
Is she that scared?
Fu Qian looked at Wen Li who scooted closer to him, the latter visibly looking relieved.
But thinking about it, over the past few days, this lady had practically bumped into ghosts wherever she went, so having this kind of mood was understandable.
It's not easy being the Daughter of Destiny!
...
Soon, the Nightwatcher Base was already in sight.
Fu Qian wasn't taken to the interrogation room from last time; instead, he was led further up, arriving at a place that looked like an office area.
"Welcome."
The Night Watchers leading the way knocked on the door. Unlike last time, Yuan Shan was already waiting inside.
"Hello, Mr. Fang."
Wen Li waited obediently outside, and Fu Qian pushed the door open and entered.
Yuan Shan put down the documents in her hand and raised her head with a sweet smile.
There's been an ultra-godly killing spree in your jurisdiction, and yet you seem to be in a good mood?
Don't they evaluate KPIs?
"Mr. Fang is quite mysterious. To think even I misjudged you last time, my apologies."
Gesturing for Fu Qian to sit down, Yuan Shan looked at his face and spoke with a smile.
"It's fine, I'm a very low-key person."
"Indeed low-key. In fact, I have an interesting document here."
Yuan Shan shook the document in her hand.
"Not long ago, a gentleman named Zha Yingjun came to us, claiming he was carjacked and knocked unconscious."
"Interestingly, my people investigated and verified it. It turns out that while he was unconscious, he actually attended a banquet. Isn't that interesting?"
"That's right, that was me."
Fu Qian looked completely frank.
Since Yuan Shan brought it up, he might as well admit it openly.
He didn't think the Night Watchers would cause trouble for him over such a trivial matter.
"Mr. Fang is truly honest. May I ask the reason?"
Yuan Shan looked at him, amused.
"Because I needed to attend the banquet, but I didn't have an invitation."
"That is a reason."
Yuan Shan nodded, actually looking approving.
"Alright, then let's get down to business."
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