HPDBC Chapter 31: A Wonderful Day Begins with Sending Someone to Prison
Chapter 31: A Wonderful Day Begins with Sending Someone to Prison
Colt looked up abruptly: "What did you say...?"
He doesn't want to go to jail!
Before he could finish speaking, the vengeful ghost had already rushed over.
Its speed was unreasonable; four plumes of black mist exploded from its body, causing the entire taxi to shift sideways by more than a meter.
Its body resembled a cannonball, flipping in mid-air, its folded limbs suddenly elongating, and its ten fingers turning into ten black spikes, aiming straight for Colt's throat.
"I'm going to jail!"
Colter was so terrified that his eyes widened and he almost fainted.
Li Xuan had already positioned himself in advance, which is why he didn't rush over immediately.
Although vengeful spirits harbor immense resentment and can influence reality, they share a common weakness: they are too stubborn and too eager for revenge, making them too easily led astray by hatred.
If it wants to kill Colt, it will charge at him without hesitation.
Upon seeing Colt, its first thought would undoubtedly be to kill him.
Li Xuan stood between the two.
He slammed the bottle of black dog blood in his left hand onto the ground, shards of glass and dark red blood splattering everywhere. He snapped his fingers, channeling his magic.
A fiery serpent suddenly shot up, encircling the area where the black dog's blood had splattered on the ground, turning it into a ring of fire that directly stopped the vengeful ghost's advance.
The vengeful ghost crashed headfirst into the edge of the ring of fire, a sharp sizzling sound rang out, and it let out a miserable cry.
Extremely yang substances are the best at restraining these yin and evil substances.
It was burned back three steps, leaving a charred trail in the ground.
But a vengeful ghost is a vengeful ghost; it's not some weakling like a spider spirit that can be easily swatted away with a talisman.
After being forced back by the black dog's blood fire ring, it did not run away, nor did it rush over to fight recklessly. Instead, it shattered into countless tiny black lines, which spread out like snakes, bypassed the fire ring, and pounced on Colt again from all directions.
Each black line is a finger, with nails bent into hooks, covered in rotten, foul-smelling blood.
The speed was so fast that Li Xuan's pupils shrank.
The peach wood sword in his right hand was too late to cleave them all.
He pinched the exorcism talisman between two fingers and flicked it into the air.
When the talisman reached its highest point, it suddenly burst into flames, transforming into a golden flash that exploded into streaks of golden lightning.
Each ray of golden light was incredibly accurate, as if guided by something, striking the lines.
The black mist exploded and dispersed.
The vengeful ghost reformed in mid-air, its body now bearing several more cracks than before, and the red light seeping from it became intermittent.
It was injured.
The talisman injured it, but it still didn't escape.
The vengeful ghost's howl drowned out Colt's screams. Its mouth twisted even wider, and a long-suppressed, blood-curdling voice pressed down from all directions: "You—deserve—to—die…"
Li Xuan grabbed the peach wood sword and drew it.
A vengeful ghost pounced.
Colt took a step back, his body almost pressed against the wall behind him.
The flames traced a semicircle and struck the vengeful ghost squarely in the chest.
"ah!!!"
The ghost's entire human form quickly dimmed.
It roared and lunged forward another step.
Both arms were severed by the second sword strike from Li Xuan, which spun around and cleaved them off, spewing out a large amount of black mist from the cuts.
"Go to hell!"
Using the sword to flip his wrist, Li Xuan cleaved through the black mist with a horizontal slash, the tip of the sword landing firmly in the center of the vengeful ghost.
"Destroy them!"
The flames on the peach wood sword suddenly condensed into a thin line of fire, cleaving the vengeful ghost in two from the very middle.
The ghost's mouth stopped half a foot in front of his face.
Its body split in the middle, like a piece of paper torn in two.
Flames erupted from the cracks, spreading along its veins and engulfing its entire body.
It let out a very soft sigh.
There was no anger or resentment in that sigh, only a weariness of finally being able to rest after being too tired.
The black fog dissipated.
Only a dark red stain and a charred piece of cloth remained on the ground.
The edges of the fabric have been carbonized, but the original pink color can still be barely seen in the middle, which may have been from the clothes the person wore before death.
Li Xuan knelt on one knee, leaning on his peach wood sword, panting heavily.
The talisman on the sword had long since burned away and disappeared.
He turned and glanced at Colt.
"Transfer me $60,000 first. Also, here is Sheriff Walker's phone number."
Colt stared at him blankly: "The sheriff's phone call?"
"Didn't you say you were going to turn yourself in?"
Colter's Adam's apple bobbed, but he couldn't utter a word.
Li Xuan didn't look at him again.
He looked down at the stain on the ground, picked up the charred piece of cloth, folded it neatly, and stuffed it into his pocket.
It's almost dawn.
The streetlights in Chinatown went out one by one in the morning light.
The sound of an early morning bus engine could be heard in the distance, and the first light had already been lit at the breakfast stall on the street corner.
A beautiful day is about to begin, yet some people cannot even take revenge in person, even after becoming ghosts.
But Li Xuan wouldn't mind sending such scumbags to prison.
After transferring the money, Colter repeatedly considered calling to turn himself in, but couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Don't even think about running away. I've already eliminated that vengeful spirit for you, and now it's your turn to receive the punishment you deserve. Believe me, if you don't want to go to jail, something even more terrifying awaits you."
Li Xuan looked at Cort in front of him expressionlessly and said coldly.
He wouldn't force Colter to turn himself in if the death was accidental.
This guy is really inhuman. He hit someone and then ran over them repeatedly. He deserves to be haunted by a vengeful ghost.
No wonder this guy is prone to ghost encounters; it turns out there's something wrong with him.
"well……"
Colt Curry nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey Li Xuan's words in the slightest.
Even though he didn't want to turn himself in at all, he had no choice but to submit to the rule. Li Xuan's Taoist magic terrified him, and the thought of the terrifying evil of the Eastern wizards in the movies made him tremble.
This is also part of American culture: to smear China. Whenever the ancient East is involved, it is always portrayed as mysterious, powerful, dark, and terrifying.
Colter had no choice but to make the call. When he received the call at four or five in the morning, Sheriff Walker said it was a pain, but since it was a ready-made achievement, he might as well take it.
About half an hour later, Sheriff Walker arrived in his car and, seeing the mess at the scene, roughly deduced what had happened.
"That's quite a scene. I rarely encounter anything like this."
Sheriff Walker joked with a smile.
Although gunfights occur from time to time in the United States, they are usually fought at the state or even national level.
In Los Angeles, it's rare to see such a commotion on the street that even Sheriff Walker would get involved, even once a year.
Of course, if we look at everyone in the United States, in the past year alone, more than 14,600 people died from gun violence and more than 26,100 were injured.
The total number of casualties caused by the shooting reached as high as 40,000. If this happened in China, it would be unthinkable; it is simply appalling.