HPDBC Chapter 245 Hunting
Chapter 245 Hunting
Nighttime, Nanhai, Binshan Road.
The traffic flow was like a dead python, stuck from one intersection to the next. The traffic lights changed three times, but the brake lights in front didn't budge.
Liu Yongguang rolled down the car window and leaned out for a glance.
The dense red dots ahead looked like a string of burning charcoal, stretching as far as the eye could see.
On the car radio, the host's voice was as gentle as honey:
"I hope Sister Liu stays away from scumbags and meets a good man."
Next up is a report on a congested road section.
A car accident occurred on Binshan Road, but fortunately no one was injured.
Binshan Road is currently congested. Please take alternative routes and get home safely.
"Damn it," Liu Yongguang cursed, pulled his head back, and slammed the horn down hard.
I have plans to meet someone tonight.
She is a great beauty I have long admired.
That beautiful woman used to work in public relations and sales at a plastic surgery hospital; I ran into her again last month.
She's absolutely gorgeous, even more beautiful than before, especially her eyes—they're just so beautiful.
Since last month, he has been transferring a lot of money to her, and he was finally able to invite her out for a meal.
Even Viagra is ready; we're just waiting for the Raptors to clash tonight.
My WeChat notification rang.
Her profile picture is a beautiful snake, and her WeChat name is "Medusa".
"Brother Liu, when are you getting here tonight? I'm starving."
After dinner, they even made plans to see a movie with their girlfriends.
Liu Yongguang immediately changed to a lecherous expression and quickly sent a voice message:
"Honey, just a moment, I'll be right there!"
He put down his phone, turned the steering wheel, and the car turned into a small alley.
Let's take the back road.
It's a bit roundabout, but if that beauty gets away, it would be a huge loss.
Are there any girlfriends?
Hehehe, I'm in for a treat with the ladies tonight.
. . . . . .
It was getting darker and darker.
There were no streetlights in the alley, and old walls on both sides were covered with moss, which shimmered with a faint green light under the car headlights.
Liu Yongguang lingered in the alley for a long time; you can't blame him for that.
I just changed streets, but there was a traffic accident on that street, so I had to choose another one.
The alley was pitch black, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
Suddenly, a figure darted out from in front.
Liu Yongguang slammed on the brakes, lurching forward and nearly hitting his forehead on the steering wheel.
He broke out in a cold sweat and looked closely.
A boy in a school uniform stood directly in front of the car, carrying a backpack and wearing a smiling expression.
The school uniform is from the 13th Middle School.
Liu Yongguang was stunned for a moment, then felt nauseous, as if he had swallowed a fly.
It's that kid again, the one without parents.
Why does her smile look so nauseating?
He rolled down the car window, stuck his head out, and started cursing:
"Are you looking for death?"
Helian didn't move aside; she was still smiling and pointed upwards.
above?
Liu Yongguang frowned and looked up—
A huge white shadow descended from the sky.
"boom!"
The glass roof shattered instantly, and the shards poured down like a waterfall, crackling and popping inside the car.
Liu Yongguang had trained in sports when he was young, so he reacted quickly. He rolled out of the car door and fell to the ground, scraping the skin off his elbow.
He scrambled to his feet, still shaken, and looked up at the roof of the car.
A huge white vicious dog crouched on the roof of the car. Its fur was as white as snow, and its size was several times larger than that of a wolf. Its eyes gleamed with a cold blue light in the darkness.
It lowered its head, stared at Liu Yongguang, and made a low growling sound in its throat.
Liu Yongguang was stunned.
How can there be such a large dog in the city?
Was it raised by this poor boy?
He hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem, and pointed at Helian, angrily shouting:
"Just because I criticized you in class, you brought your dog from your hometown to retaliate against me?"
Do you know how much this car cost? Can you afford to pay for it?
Helena did not answer the question.
He stood in the beam of the car headlights, his smile unwavering.
"I said it." His voice wasn't loud, but it reached Liu Yongguang's ears clearly: "You won't be attending classes anymore."
Even if Liu Yongguang was stupid, he could tell the murderous intent in those words.
He slowly turned around and looked at the giant white dog crouching on the roof of the car; his heart clenched.
So, what he meant when he said "I won't let myself attend classes anymore"... was this.
Fear was like a bucket of ice water poured over my head, but the instinct for survival overcame the fear.
Liu Yongguang charged at Helian like a wild boar charging recklessly.
Helian gave a disdainful laugh.
He formed a hand seal with one hand, his movements fluid and graceful, as if he had done it a thousand times.
Two water blades appeared out of thin air, reflecting a cold light under the streetlights, and with a "whoosh" sound, precisely severed Liu Yongguang's Achilles tendons.
Liu Yongguang felt his legs go weak, as if he had stepped into cotton, and he fell forward.
With a "thud," his knee slammed heavily onto the asphalt road.
Before he could even feel the pain, he saw his foot dangling at an odd angle.
Then—a sharp pain shot through me like an electric current.
"ah--!!!"
The screams echoed back and forth in the empty alley, like a trapped bird.
Helian walked towards him step by step, her footsteps very light and almost silent.
Liu Yongguang's eyes widened, his pupils filled with fear:
"You... what kind of monster are you? Help! Help!"
No one will come.
Helian wouldn't tell him that no matter how much he called, no one would appear.
From the moment he decided to kill, Liu Yongguang was already the prey.
He was responsible for both traffic accidents.
No one will realize it was deliberate; they will just think it was an ordinary accident.
Most importantly, the force was just right, so no one would be injured in the accident.
These were all learned from my second master—no, perhaps even my second master's techniques weren't as skillful as his.
Helian's talent in this area was terrifying. In his opinion, his second master's methods were too reckless, even a bit... crude.
Two traffic accidents on the street forced Liu Yongguang to walk into this deserted alley and enter this hunting ground tailor-made for him.
Hunting is an art.
It's like chasing rabbits up a mountain.
Setting obstacles, intercepting, chasing, and forcing the rabbit into the hunter's trap—every step is perfectly timed and executed cleanly.
Helian stood in front of Liu Yongguang, looking down at him:
"repent."
Liu Yongguang's face turned deathly pale, his lips trembling as he stammered, "What?"
A fierce killing intent flashed in Helian's eyes, like two poisoned daggers:
"I repent to Lady Daji!"
Liu Yongguang shuddered suddenly.
So it turns out... it was because I spoke ill of Daji during class.
He knows magic... Could it really be related to the legendary Daji?
He endured the excruciating pain of his ruptured Achilles tendon, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, his voice trembling:
"I...I was wrong, I shouldn't have mentioned Da..."
Helian's eyes suddenly widened.
Hearing those two words come out of his mouth, Helian felt an indescribable sense of nausea well up inside her.
It was as if someone had touched his most precious possession with dirty hands.
"Shut up!"
Before Liu Yongguang could finish speaking, Helian waved her left hand.
A thin line of water, as fine as a hair, slid across Liu Yongguang's neck.
No blood spurted out.
Liu Yongguang clutched his neck in terror, making a gurgling sound in his throat, like a leaky machine.
He slowly fell to the ground, his eyes wide open, never understanding who he had offended until his death.
Helian took out gloves from her pocket and began preparing for the cleaning work.
Before Liu Yongguang entered the alley, all the cameras along the way had already stopped working.
The next steps are not difficult.
"Waaah—"
The white dog jumped off the roof of the car, stood next to the corpse, drool dripping from its mouth, its eyes fixed on the spreading dark red stain.
"No! You can't eat it!" Helena knew what the white dog was about to do.
The white dog shrank its neck, stepped aside, and let out a low, aggrieved whimper.
Helian crouched down, preparing to dispose of the body.
The pungent, sweet smell of blood filled his nostrils, like a cat's claw plucking at a string in his heart.
He suddenly covered his forehead, as if suppressing some desire seeping from the very marrow of his bones.
My throat kept gurgling, like someone who hadn't eaten for days suddenly smelling the aroma of food; my stomach was spasming, and my teeth were aching.
Since following his master... he hasn't eaten meat in a long time.
Helian shook her head, her throat bobbing, and murmured:
"Can't eat it... Forget it, I won't do the basic practice."
He formed a hand seal with one hand and flicked out a talisman.
The talisman landed on the corpse and instantly ignited with a ghostly blue flame.
Just then, the white dog suddenly arched its back, bared its sharp teeth at the rooftops, and let out a low, threatening growl.
Helian sensed something and sprang up from the ground like a leopard, scanning her surroundings warily.
On the rooftop, there were rows of figures standing.
They wore black raincoats and long bird-beak masks, looking like a group of ghosts from the age of plague under the moonlight.
He remained motionless, gazing indifferently below, his eyes, seen through the eye holes of his mask, as cold as well water in the depths of winter.
Helian heard footsteps again, coming from the end of the alley.
He turned around—there was another similar figure at the end of the alley, silently approaching him.
Then came the sound of steady footsteps coming from the alley entrance.
One stroke at a time, slowly and steadily.
Helian looked towards the alley entrance.
A man dressed in a black suit and wearing a black trench coat was strolling over.
His face was half-hidden in the shadows where the streetlights couldn't reach, with only the outline of his jaw clearly visible.
Those eyes were as calm as a stagnant pool, yet they were so captivating that one dared not look directly into them.
Helena was immediately at a loss:
"Master...Master?"
The once menacing white dog lowered its head and growled softly in a fawning manner.
Jiang Chaosheng glanced at Helian:
"go home."
Helian quickly followed Jiang Chaosheng.
The cleaners got busy, finishing the work that Helian hadn't completed.