Chapter 691: Chapter 627: You’re the One Who Should Be Running!
Zuo Bai was now half-kneeling in the trunk, one foot inside, one foot out, his posture slightly awkward, about to complete the final touches of the "packaging."
He was caught off guard by the sudden cry of "Justice Judgement!" from behind him!
It was like the most malicious virus code, instantly invading his auditory receptors.
"???"
Zuo Bai was taken aback.
He reacted quickly, his semi-mechanical body displaying astounding coordination.
He swiftly turned around to face the incoming Night Watcher, his two high-precision electronic eyes immediately adjusting to extreme capture mode, taking 30 shots per second.
He tried to penetrate that pitch-black mask, to see clearly who was behind that erratic face.
But all he saw was an endless darkness, and the iron fist of justice emerging from under the black robe, aiming straight at his invaluable, optimally improved handsome face with a vicious direct attack.
If it weren’t for this Night Watcher’s skin, Feng Yuhuai would have undoubtedly turned and fled like a frightened rabbit upon seeing Zuo Bai, running as far as she could.
In terms of personal combat ability, she was still at a slight disadvantage compared to Zuo Bai.
The memory of being beaten badly last time was still vivid, leaving a slight shadow in her heart.
But now... wrapped in this "skin"...
A never-before-seen, nearly boiling sense of power washed through Feng Yuhuai’s limbs and bones.
The cold black robe clung to her skin, isolating her from the outside world, shielding her from fear, replaced by an inflated and distorted sense of confidence and courage.
She was no longer the Feng Yuhuai who fled in panic through the sewers.
She was the Night Watcher, the embodiment of order and judgment walking in the darkness!
She wasn’t fighting alone; she was an ally of justice!
And justice will inevitably triumph over evil, an unshakeable universal truth!!!
As for the "slight" gap in personal combat ability between her and Zuo Bai? That was the most insignificant factor.
Does personal combat ability determine victory?
What an outdated, conservative feudal mentality; it was obsolete long ago.
Humans are not beasts; human society is an era shrouded in the rule of law!
With this awakening belief thoroughly transformed by power, Feng Yuhuai gathered strength and delivered a heavy direct punch.
"Bang——!!!"
Zuo Bai couldn’t react in time, never expecting the Night Watcher to attack him without reason; he didn’t have time to dodge.
No sense at all!!!
I was just crawling into a trunk, and the Night Watcher wants to intervene?
The cold impact struck hard at the connection between Zuo’s jaw and neck, causing the facial bionic skin to ripple and deform violently.
Rumble——!
His body was flung out at a 45-degree angle, the massive impact twisting and deforming the taxi’s trunk lid, the sound of metal tearing piercing the night sky.
The twisted trunk lid spun in an arc, finally crashing heavily into the villa’s courtyard next door, landing amid a pile of construction materials.
Debris clattered down, dust spreading around.
In the shadow behind the villa wall, the taxi driver Wu Shou shrank like a frightened quail.
He pressed his back tightly against the cold, damp wall, covering his mouth with both hands, simmering yet silent.
His taxi had just undergone a major repair.
A Wild Beast crouched behind the wall, its pricked beast ears twitching slightly, its grim facial muscles spasming unnaturally:
"When I say you’re guilty, you’re guilty; have Night Watchers become so oppressive now?"
The Red Dragonfly was stuck in the shadow of the window frame on the other side, extending her long tongue, the papillae trembling slightly:
"It seems our goods have caught the attention of the Night Watcher, what should we do?"
Her voice was as sweet as honey, yet with a chilling venom, her intonation rising slightly, eager to stir up chaos.
Although the organization required the lower ranks to avoid conflicts with the Night Watcher recently, that didn’t mean Team 103 would let the Night Watcher overstep.
The bald-headed team leader didn’t respond immediately to the Beast’s hostility and the Red Dragonfly’s provocation; he cast a questioning look at the Master of Ceremonies.
The Master of Ceremonies didn’t respond to the team leader’s gaze; his pupils had completely turned upwards, revealing only the ghastly whites, spinning madly at an inhuman speed within their sockets.
An invisible gaze pierced through the heavy brick walls and swirling dust, clearly witnessing the unfolding scene outside.
He watched the inexplicably erratic Night Watcher; though cloaked in black and masked, the figure’s posture seemed faintly familiar.
His gaze continued to extend, like invisible tendrils sweeping through the chaotic scene, then he saw a figure crawling backwards with hands and feet through the dense bushes at the back of the villa, trying to escape this place of trouble.
Feng Ju?!!
The Master of Ceremonies recognized him as the father of the Evil Sacrifice host, Feng Yuhuai, his gaze lingering on him for a moment, peering into the extreme instability and collapse of the man’s mental state, as well as some deeper mutation.
The Master of Ceremonies wasn’t interested in Feng Ju; his gaze continued to spread into the farther dark corners, spotting a hunched old man rapidly rushing towards the scene in panic.
Five seconds until reaching the battlefield!
"I didn’t expect so many spectators hiding in the dark; it’s quite lively."
The Master of Ceremonies showed a slightly strange expression, saying with great interest:
"No need to rush, let’s watch a bit longer; Zuo Bai is already a mature package, we should trust that he can protect himself..."
The words "himself" had not even fully left his mouth!
The relaxed smile on the Master of Ceremonies’ face suddenly froze, like a lake instantly frozen over!
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